Third and final chapter of Feverish!

"Axel…" Roxas whispered the name breathlessly, calling, longing for the one he wanted to see. He thought that maybe, just maybe, if he called for him in just the right way, he would come back. Roxas silently cursed his mother for walking in on his time with the stranger, but also silently cursed himself for being such a slut and wanting a stranger.

'Even if he was attractive… I can't let that…'

He laughed sadly, rolling over and letting his tears fall. "I'm disgusting. I'm a gay whore, I suppose… I didn't know I was gay, let alone one so slutty that all I want is for a guy I met a few hours ago to…"

'To have sex with me…'

"Why am I being so stupid? He probably wasn't even real. No one else saw him, and he disappeared like magic… but there's nothing else that I…"

'That I want so much…'

"Axel…" he sobbed. "Why… why am I hurting so much knowing that you aren't here? Why is admitting I'm alone so painful?"

"Because you know you aren't alone, Roxas."

"But I AM! It hurts! My heart hurts!"

"Mine too. When you hurt… I feel it, Roxas. You and I had hearts… though… you have the luxury of having one that won't leave you like mine did."

"How can your heart… leave you?" Roxas knew he was not only crying, but he was panicking at the growing hostility in the phantom voice.

There was a growl. "I should ask him that, shouldn't I?"

The redhead appeared on top of him and glared daggers into his frightened blue eyes.

"Why did you leave me, Roxas? I'm dying to know."

"Axel, stop! You're scaring me!" Roxas whimpered, trying to wriggle free.

There was something swirling in the venomous green eyes. At first Roxas thought it was hatred… but it was something else… It was sadness, loneliness, abandonment, broken-heartedness, and love. The redhead didn't speak, he just gazed at Roxas, not making a move, not making a sound, just gazing and letting his eyes do the talking for him.

"Axel…" Roxas whispered, melting at the strange familiarity in those eyes, as if he had spent hours gazing into them every night for years. "Axel…" he gently cupped the angular face in his hands and pulled him down into a deep, slow, sensual kiss, Axel's eyes sliding shut as he ran his tongue along Roxas' lower lip, requesting permission to probe around the sweet mouth with the passionate muscle. Roxas moaned, Axel swallowing the sound gratefully and deepening the kiss, his hands roughly exploring the familiar territory of Roxas' body.

He kicked off his shoes and unzipped his cloak, letting it drop to the floor as Roxas tried to hide his surprise at the lack of a shirt underneath the leather. Axel was wearing black cotton pants and a belt, but that was all he was wearing. The redhead purred into Roxas' ear. "You're still wearing far too much clothing, my Roxas."

"How much is too much?" he replied softly, gasping as Axel bit down on a sensitive spot on his neck that he seemed to know about without even trying to find it. "Ah… mm… that felt good…"

"Too much clothing is you wearing anything, love…" he replied huskily, lust dripping from his words as the redhead bit another sweet spot while unbuttoning Roxas' flannel pajama shirt.

"Ah… Axel…" he moaned under his breath.

The shirt was tossed aside, and Axel tantalizingly ran his fingernails down Roxas' thigh as he revealed the flesh that had been hidden behind the pajama pants. "Still as beautiful as ever, I see…" he nodded in approval as he hungrily gazed at the writhing blonde. The boy tugged on his belt.

"Off…"

Chuckling, Axel unbuckled it, setting it aside as he moved down to suckle on one of Roxas' nipples, pinching, twisting and pulling on the other and coaxing arousing moans from the squirming submissive. He bit down on it, hard, and heard the squeak of pain Roxas gave off, licking apologetically at the bud before sucking the other one. His tongue trailed down his stomach to his belly button, where he gently thrust the muscle into the small divot, making Roxas squirm in pleasure.

"Axel! M-more…" he begged.

Axel teased his waistline before running his tongue over the concealed arousal, using his hand to milk moans from his young lover while his other brought his fingers to Roxas' lips. "Suck. Get them nice and wet."

Roxas complied, and about a minute later, Axel had inserted the first finger into his entrance, and Roxas wondered why the feeling wasn't strange or uncomfortable like he thought it would be. Axel added the second, scissoring as he moved his fingers in a set path to suddenly make Roxas moan loudly, bucking into the fingers as Axel massaged his prostate. "Axel! Axel… mm… please… I need… more…!"

Axel unzipped his pants and set himself free from the confining jeans, hissing at the cold air that assaulted his overly-sensitized skin. He gave no warning apart from a mumbled "this will hurt" before thrusting in almost completely, listening to Roxas scream and whimper as he thrashed about, taking a moment to realize that struggling made it worse.

"M-move…"

Knowing right away where he was supposed to hit, he slammed the bundle of nerves, making Roxas' vision go white.

"Ah! Harder!"

Axel moved quickly and forcefully, pounding his target perfectly each time and savoring the moans and screams Roxas rewarded him with. He heard the door open, but he did not stop, instead choosing to screw Roxas harder with his newfound knowledge that the blonde's 'mother' was watching. She was just data, she couldn't hurt him. With each intense thrust into the blonde came a new shriek from the mother, and a loud moan from the blonde, who arched up into him as he released, making Axel do the same, spilling his white-hot seed deep into his small body, Roxas' 'mother' simply watched, not programmed with any knowledge of what to do when she had just witnessed her son being most likely raped.

The redhead didn't care if it was rape or sex or lovemaking. It was his revenge. He didn't need a heart. He'd just destroyed it by crushing it, shattering it, crumpling it up into a ball and throwing it away.

But he was still hopelessly in love with every tiny piece of his broken heart… even though it was too late to do anything about it.

The end!