Rookie
Chapter Fourteen - Days Thirty Five to
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Monday October 12th
Day Thirty Five - Afternoon
"Roxy ... Ya'know ... This would honestly be my first Thanksgiving. Kinda weird. Ah well. Turkey. Yum!"
"You're weird, Axel."
The redhead gasped, an exaggerated expression of hurt on his features. "Rox, you're mean."
"You're excited about food."
"Good food. Your mom's food. I'm pumped for that."
"It's food."
Axel pouted, whimpering, crawling closer to the smaller blonde, looking up with large emerald eyes. "It's food. That's why I'm happy. It'll taste good!"
"Better than me?"
"No!" Axel gasped, shock lining his features. "Nothing will ever taste better than you, my Rox-as."
Saturday October 24th
Day Forty Seven - Afternoon
"Finally! I thought you had forgotten!"
"Forgotten what?" The blonde swayed slightly where he stood, moving to the beat of the music sounding from the speakers. Axel was behind him, looking like a grand pedophile about to rape a little boy, his lips being licked and a predatory glaze covering his eyes. But at the sound of the blonde's voice, the redhead dropped his act and moved in closer, wrapping long arms around a small waist. Roxas groaned, pulling out of the embrace, causing the elder teen to whimper.
"A long while back you said you'd teach me to cook."
"Oh, right."
"Yeah, and you said we could bake your mom a cake!"
"Ya'know, for such a skinny guy, you sure do think with your stomach."
"Is that a good thing, Roxy-babe?" Axel inched closer once more, only to be rejected by the smaller boy.
"I lied. With your stomach and your groin."
"But I'm good at keeping promises, aren't I?"
"Too good. I wanna have sex, man! Get me out two bowls, though. I suppose now is as good a time as any. Ready, Axe? I'll teach you how to cook, I guess."
Saturday October 31st
Day Fifty Four - Afternoon
"Rox-as, are you still getting ready?"
"I don't see why I even have to go to this stupid party. It's not like I know anyone."
"Storm wanted you to come so you're coming."
"I didn't get him anything!"
"That's okay. Neither did I."
Roxas sighed, hanging his head in defeat as he watched Axel pace by the bathroom door in only his boxers. The blonde was busy brushing his teeth, washing his face and making sure that there were no stray hairs that had popped up over night. Satisfied, he turned to the redhead that had stopped to admire him.
"Where's my shit?" Roxas asked with another sigh. Axel smirked, fingering the collar that he held.
"Here's a bit."
"Are you sure we aren't gonna end up having sex before the night's over?"
"Not entirely. But I promised I wouldn't, so I am not gonna. Well, I won't have sex with you. If Storm asks, I will."
"What? Why would you? What if I said no?"
"Oh, Roxy, this is my last night with him!"
"What?"
Axel hung his head, a pout lacing his lips. "It's his birthday, remember. His eighteenth birthday. I'm still seventeen."
"So?"
Roxas knew the answer; he just had to hear it again even though the redhead had been moping about it for the past week. "C'mon, Rox! You know the law! Having any sort of relationship with a minor is illegal! Eighteen is when you are considered an adult and having a relation with someone younger is basically asking for a 'Go To Jail' card!"
"Even if both parties are consenting?"
"Even if. There are no ifs, ands, or buts."
"What about us?"
"What about us?"
"Well, what happens on your eighteenth? I'd still be fourteen."
Axel's pout increased and neither met the other's gaze, staring at a fixed point on the ground between them. A moment's heavy silence pressed down over them until Axel moved forward, wrapping his arms around the boy, pressing the teen's back to his bare chest. Burying his nose in those blonde spikes, Axel breathed deep, taking in the smell of his love.
"We'll wait and see and decide when the time comes."
Taking a step back, Axel forced a smile on his lips, holding up the leather dog collar for Roxas to take in. The blonde gazed at it questioningly, still not being informed on what he was going to the brunette's party as. Axel unbuckled the black leather and put it around the blonde's small neck. It wasn't a chokingly tight fit, but there was hardly any room between the collar and his pale skin.
Axel let out a small moan of satisfaction. "Mmm, yes, Roxy, you're gonna be hot tonight." It was then that Roxas noticed the metal loop resting against his skin.
"Tell me what I'm going as again?"
"Already told you before, Roxy. It's a surprise."
"I hate surprises."
"C'mon, I wanna get your 'make-up' done now."
"Make-up?"
"You don't mind a little bit of real blood, do you?"
"B-Blood?"
"Don't worry, I won't let it hurt that bad."
Roxas felt his hand being gripped as the elder teen pulled him eagerly towards his bedroom. He found himself being tossed onto the mattress and Axel's mouth on his, being trapped beneath the possessive elder teen. Then he was gone, bustling over on his dresser, gripping something in his hand before leaping onto the blonde once more seconds later.
"A-Axel?"
"C'mon, get horny quick!"
"What?"
Roxas had a ball of confused fear mixed with humor nipping at his stomach, Axel looming over him with a large, trying-to-be-sexy smirk, his lips being licked with lust-filled need.
"I want you to be horny because it won't hurt as bad that way."
There was such a tone of child-like enthusiasm in Axel's voice that Roxas felt his fear melt away. He even felt himself gaining the excited feeling in the pit of his stomach. "Sex? Sex doesn't hurt as bad if I'm horny."
"Mmm, my little whore? You really want me to screw your brains out, don't you?"
"Yes!" Roxas gasped, feeling himself start to tingle. Axel forced their hips together and was pleased when he felt the beginning of a bulge there. Pressing their lips together, tongue brushing out to explore the smaller teen's mouth, Axel began to play with the hem of Roxas' shirt. Roxas moaned, arching his back, sending his fingers down to assist the redhead in ridding him of his clothing. But after the shirt had been removed and Roxas began to struggle at the rim of his jeans, Axel's fingers tightened around his own, stopping him. He pulled back, panting, taking in the half-naked, gasping blonde.
"You don't know how badly I want to, Rox. But I can't. Promised I wouldn't, remember?"
"Then what're ya' gonna do?"
His plan had worked, at least a little bit. Cerulean orbs were half-lidded, nipples and manhood were erect, breaths were coming in gasping spasms. And Roxas was almost irresistible, so full of want and need that Axel had to do everything in his power to keep his own need in check.
"Sit up," Axel hushed, holding out his hand for the blonde to take. Doing as he was told, Roxas started coming back to his senses. Or he did, until the redhead in front of him vanished from his slowed vision, coming up behind him before he had even really registered the fact he had moved. "Mmm, good. Now, be a good boy and don't try any funny business."
Roxas moaned lightly, feeling the warm breath dusting over his ear, the wandering digits roving over his chest from behind, the hand working its way down his soft skin to the top of his pants, the knees that caged him in. Oh, how this was paradise for him. He gasped the elder's name, arching his back and pressing his neck into the redhead's chin as one of his rosy, pink nubs were rolled in between skilled fingertips. Leaning back into the elder teen, their bare skin brushing, Roxas brought his hands up, lacing them around the back of the redhead's neck. Another moan left him as his jeans were unbuttoned.
"W-Wait. Wait just a sec. This ... won't be comfortable in a second."
"What are you planning, Rox-as?"
The blonde didn't answer, instead just getting up before sidling back in front of the redhead, kneeling. "I see. Alright, I suppose that can work. Move up a bit so I don't fall off, babe." Axel shifted, crawling up behind the blonde, entrapping him in the same weave as before. The denim was slipped down over tiny hips to lay about bony knees, being followed by the blonde's Halloween-patterned boxers. "I won't hurt you, Rox."
"I know."
Axel nudged the blonde's face farther away to expose more of his soft neck. "What are you doing, Axe?" Roxas questioned when the redhead shifted behind him, neither of his hands caressing his love. Instead, they were up working on his own mouth.
"Ssurprisse," was the answer he got, mildly slurred. But Roxas didn't have time to wonder what the redhead was up to as he finished whatever it was, hands moving back around the blonde, back to their stations. Roxas gasped, gripping Axel's spikes tightly as nimble fingers twisted a rosy nub and stroked a throbbing erection.
"F-Fuck me, please?" Roxas whimpered, pressing his rear into Axel's guarded erection. Giving an involuntary thrust, Axel groaned before shaking his head against those perfected blonde spikes.
"N-Not yet." With that, Axel ran his teeth over the sensitive skin at the base of Roxas' neck. There was a sharp pain and Roxas cried out, whimpering. Axel hushed him, whispering his apologies, picking up the pace of his strokes, but not daring to let his tongue dart out and lick up the small droplets of crimson that were gathering from the bite. Axel leaned forward, causing Roxas to do the same. Giving a few weak thrusts into the blonde's back, Axel made sure that his 'make-up' was going the way he had wanted.
Roxas was moving in his hand, moaning and trying to touch any part of Axel he could reach from his position. "Ngh, Axel!" He cried out, falling limp in the redhead's embrace. He took a moment to regain his composure, shuddering, aching, panting. "Wh-What did you do?"
Axel ran his tongue over his teeth before inspecting the trail of drying blood, wiping away the beads of sweat that threatened to ruin his design. "I advise you to not be kisssing me much tonight."
"Why not?"
Opening and closing his mouth like a dog that had been given peanut butter, Axel tapped the two protruding fangs that he had lodged onto his canine teeth. "Part of my costume and these buggers are sharp."
"What are you going as, then? Some sort of demon?"
"Well, kinda. Vampire, man. And not any of those damned, glittering Twilight pixies, either. A friggin' Dracula, old-age, folklore vamp."
"Then what am I?"
"My slave."
"Oh."
Axel flicked his tongue out against the blonde's cheek, lapping up a line of sweat. "Got you the outfit and everything. Man, I can't wait!"
"Are you sure he wants me there?"
"Yup. Basically begged me to bring you."
"How many people will I know?"
"Well, me, Dem and Xig. They'll be there, but I dunno how much you'll see of them. They're the entertainment, after all. And you'll finally get to meet Cloud. I know you've seen him, but you never actually met him. He's a blast."
That child-like excitement was back and Axel could barely contain himself, ignoring the mess on his hand. He left a quick peck on the younger teen's cheek before edging back, dashing over to the closet and pulling out a long, leather trench coat. Roxas turned to gaze at the redhead, wondering what he would be forced into wearing. Tossing the leather towards the blonde, he swayed his hips, still searching the closet. Seconds later he turned, a second coat, much smaller, in hand.
"We're gonna match? But, they don't even look like vampire outfits!" Roxas complained, inspecting the jacket that had been tossed at him. There was nothing significant about it, nothing that would scream 'evil-blood-sucker-of-doom-about-to-rip-your-throat-open'. The most that would be thought about them would perhaps be 'creepy-stalker-shadow-hiding-in-an-alley'.
"Trust me, the object is not to look like what you are, but to look friggin' hot. We've got your neck and my teeth. That's about as much as we need."
"I think you're just lazy and uncreative and couldn't think of anything."
"True. But still. The object of being a vampire is to be able to blend in with a crowd so you don't draw suspicion, right? So, we'll look normal."
Roxas sighed, shaking his head. "I also have these." Looking up, Roxas caught sight of the dominating, folded wings that the redhead was holding up. They reminded Roxas of either black angel wings or those of a giant raven. "Look more like a vampire's attire now?"
"Only a little. Do I get some?"
"Well, erm, no."
"What? Why not?"
"Cause you'd only just be turning into one. Which is why I wanted actual blood."
"You're mean, Axel."
"But you still love me."
Day 54 - Evening
"Whoa, Dancer, you're smokin'! And Roxas! Oh my God, you're too adorable! C'mon in! A lot of people are here already."
Roxas gaped from his spot slightly behind his redhead at the scantily-clad brunette that had answered the door. The two times Roxas had spoken to the elder teen, he never would have guessed that he would be into the whole police-stripper attire, with short-shorts, shaved legs, bare feet and an open vest with the sleeves slashed off in jagged strips. He even had a customary cap.
"C'mon, Rox. You've people to meet." Axel tugged lightly on the leash attached to the collar, forcing the blonde forward while the redhead gave the host a quick peck on the cheek, pointing to his teeth as an excuse to not give the elder teen a proper kiss. Leon smirked, moving to the side to let the two pass.
Axel gained wolf-whistles from many of the guests as he passed, his skin-tight leather outfit giving off the obvious impression he had wanted. One girl stopped them as they moved to the stage in the living room. She gawked at Roxas' shoulder, causing him to blush and move closer to his redhead.
"Is that ... real blood? It looks so ... not fake!" Axel smirked down at the inquisitive girl. Roxas' trench, unlike Axel's, had only been pulled up to the top of his arms, just enough to cover his chest.
"That's because it is real, honey."
"Whoa! That is so cool! Man, come see this! This kid's costume is awesome!"
Roxas whimpered slightly, hating all the attention he was grabbing. Axel pulled him in for a reassuring hug. "It'll be alright, babe. C'mon, let's go get some punch, alright?" The blonde nodded as he was dragged away from the crowd that had gathered. "Holy shit, Cloud?" Axel gasped, taking in the figure hanging over the drinks' table, latched to the wall. In the semi-light of the room, his glistening, broken body seemed eerie, adding to the effect of the holiday. His perfect image of a broken, bloody prisoner was shattered when a smirk creased his lips and his voice came out in a hushed whisper.
"Shh, I'm not supposed to talk. Leon's idea. Do I look sexy?"
"Fuck yeah. Mmm, if my Rox wasn't right here, I would so wanna screw you. You look amazing." Axel drew Roxas closer once more, reassuring him that he would not be leaving him. Cloud chuckled lightly, happily, trying to force down the smirk.
"Hey, you think you could scratch my nose? It's been bugging the hell outta me and, well, I can't very well scratch it myself, now, can I?" Cloud asked, jingling the chains on his wrists that were suspending him, holding him fast against the wall. Axel laughed at the elder teen's discomfort, raising his hand seductively, scratching at his tear dropped tattoos. "Man, that isn't even funny!"
"Fine, here. Do with it what you will."
Axel moved his hand in front of the elder blonde, allowing him to rub against his fingers for relief. Roxas slightly wondered how long it had taken to get into such a character. Painted on scars, cuts and bruises lined the elder blonde's bare body, the only articles of clothing adorning his skin being torn, orange pants and a white tee-shirt, hanging in shreds off his shoulders. He really looked as though he had been assaulted.
"This is Roxas, right? Nice to meet ya', kid. We'll have to hang out sometime when I'm not stuck to the wall, okay?"
The smaller blonde gave a laugh and nodded. "Sounds like fun."
"Axel! Roxas! Hi! We just got to take a break, so, hi!" A third blonde bounded up to the trio, sweat beading on his forehead, slightly out of breath. "Oh my God, our first gig! I'm so happy! Oh my God, I can't believe it! This is so exciting! Holy crap, you guys all look so awesome! Cloud, you look like you should be in a slasher-movie! But I can't stay long! I just came over to get a drink for me and Xig and then I have to dash back! See ya', guys!" And Demyx was off, two glasses of punch in hand, slipping effortlessly through the crowd.
xXxXx
"Are you enjoying yourself babe?" Axel purred, pulling his blonde close as they danced to the music played by the band. As the blonde nodded, pressing his nose into the elder's chest, Axel felt a hand on his shoulder before the two of them were spun and he felt lips on his own. Roxas squirmed in between the two, trying to escape, to get Axel away. But Axel didn't protest to the hands on his shoulders, moaning lightly into the kiss.
"Axel ... Could we ... go somewhere? Just us?"
"Storm? Everything okay?" Axel questioned as the elder pulled away slightly, giving the small blonde room to breathe.
"I just need to ... I need ... Can we please just go?"
"What about Rox?"
"I honestly don't care right now. I'd prefer him not be there, but it's up to you. He is your ... boyfriend, after all." Leon hushed into Axel's ear, just low enough to not be overheard by the small blonde. The redhead's face fell, but he could hear in his friend's voice that he needed him.
"Rox, babe, Storm needs me right now, okay? I dunno if I'll be back. Tell Xig that I want him to drive you home if I'm not done, alright? Will you be okay here by yourself?"
"I-I ... But ... I don't know any of these people."
"Don't worry, a lot of people have already left and Dem said that there were only a few songs left."
Roxas sighed, his feelings obviously hurt. "Hey, listen, kiddo. I love you, alright. It's not like I'll be running away with him. But, it's gonna be hard on him, with his birthday tomorrow and all. I'll try to make it back before you're up, okay? I'm sorry, babe. How about, if I'm not back by ten tomorrow morning, we'll do whatever you want."
"Even sex?"
"Anything besides that."
Again, Roxas sighed, looking up into the startling emeralds that were so filled with concern. "Alright, go. I'll be fine."
"Thank you Rox. I love you."
"Love you too."
Axel turned once more to the brunette, feeling a drop of regret splash over him as he looked back to the sulking blonde. He didn't question the teen leading him through the crowds until they were moving down the hall to Leon's bedroom.
"What's the mat-" Axel asked, getting cut off once they were safely tucked away in the elder teen's room.
"Axel, this is it. This is the last night, ya'know. This is the last night we'll get to spend together."
"What? Why? It's only a few more months until I'm old enough."
"No, you don't understand, Axel. This isn't working. I can't do this anymore!"
"Jeez, the way you're talking, it kinda sounds like you're breakin' up with me."
Leon threw himself down on his mattress, groaning loudly. "In a way, I kinda am."
"What?"
"Which is why I wanna just do what we normally do so I can take my mind off this mess."
Axel crawled over the scantily-clad teen, kissing him gently. "Tell me... later, okay?"
xXxXx
"Get out. Ngh, God damn it, Storm, out! Get out!" Axel cried out, feeling the elder teen fill him. He pulled away, crawling forward, getting away from the betraying brunette. "What the fuck do you think you're doing?" Shaking, Axel rounded on Leon, anger spilling over him. Leon was panting and through the sweat, Axel could see tears rolling down over his cheeks.
"I ... I told you it was gonna be the last time. I didn't wanna only go half-way on the last run."
"It's not about 'going half way'! You broke one of our rules! One of our only rules!"
"Oh, I broke a lot more than that, babe. I broke 'em all."
Axel faltered, falling back with a wince. "Wh-What?" Leon turned his bright blue eyes on the exposed redhead.
"I broke all our rules. Rule number one, no falling in love. Rule two, no taking them away from their boyfriend. Rule three, no leaving marks. Rule four, no coming inside. Broke all them. On your neck, right there, a mark."
"B-But ... Wh-when? What about Cloud?"
"Oh, I still love Cloud, but I love you too. I've loved you for a while now. Well, realized what it was when Roxas came around and then I couldn't have you anymore."
"So ..." Axel tried to take it all in, failing miserably as the brunette started to crawl towards him. He couldn't even fight the elder off. "You ... decide to tell me this now? Why?"
"So that I could. I dunno what we'll do when school comes on Monday, but we'll work through it, right? I mean, we could always still just be friends, right?"
"What about all that temptation?"
"We'll just have to get all that assumption out of the way right here, won't we?"
"What? I said temptation, not assumption."
"Fine, imagine we just assume we could get rid of the temptation."
"How?"
"Assume, Dancer. Assume."
"I dunno what you want me to assume, though."
Leon sighed, hanging his head to leave a soft kiss on Axel's lips, having crawled back on top of the junior without him even realizing. Axel gasped, groaning, feeling groping hands lacing over his body.
"C'mon, Dancer, assume, now."
"I'm trying!"
"Ass-ume. Ass-you-me."
"Ass-you-me? Oh. Oh! Ass. You. Me. Oh!"
"And you say you're smart. So, assume, now, Dancer, what we will do to get rid of the upcoming temptation."
"Assume." Axel arched his back, assuming what would be done. "Assume, you and me, now. Sex, more sex. Right?"
"Mmm, almost. Gotta get rid of the guests first." Axel whimpered as he was left, sprawled on the bed. Leon hastily threw some strewn-about clothes onto his warm body.
xXxXx
"Thanks, everyone, so much! Best birthday slash Halloween party ever! Thank Demyx and Xigbar for their wonderful music and thank yourselves for making me so happy! I'm glad you all came! Remember, drive safe! There might be a few kiddies still walkin' around out there!"
Leon was grinning from ear to ear, hiding how badly his heart was pounding and the feeling of loss washing over his body. "Thanks so much, Demyx. You guys are amazing! You'll make it far."
The blonde blushed, shuffling his foot against the mic stand. Roxas moved onto the stage beside him, Xigbar placing a hand around Demyx's waist as guests began to disperse. "Thanks, Leon. This was so much fun! If you ever have another party, could you invite us back?"
"Dembabe, don't sound so needy. But, seriously, Leon, happy birthday. It was our pleasure to make it that much better."
Roxas gazed up at the taller, older teens, feeling slightly out of place and completely ignored. The brunette seemed to feel this, gazing down upon him as the musicians began to pack up their things. A small smile still remained for the young blonde as Leon clapped him on the shoulder.
"You're so lucky, Roxas."
The blonde was taken aback. "I-I am?"
"Yeah. Axel's really a great guy. I'm gonna miss him a lot. Take good care of him, okay?"
"You'll still be able to see him, though, won't you? You can still take care of him. Even though I think he can take care of himself now."
Noticing the tears that were beginning to form once more in those blue orbs, Roxas moved closer, wrapping his arms around the brunette's waist, shocking them both. They stood there for a moment, hidden from the sight of the still-hanging decoration above the punch bowl. Slowly, Leon began to wrap his arms around the smaller teen, feeling slightly dirty.
"It just won't be the same, kiddo. I'll see him, but, it just won't be the same."
"You'd still have Cloud, right? Axel said his birthday was next weekend."
"Yeah, I suppose. But ... me and Dancer ... we have this special thing goin' on and now we have to give it up and it'll be hard. But we'll manage. You don't mind if I steal him for the night, do you? Since this is our last night of messing around."
Roxas pulled away from the elder teen. "I think I can handle one night on my own. Just promise he'll actually be able to come home tomorrow."
Leon smirked, placing a gentle kiss on the blonde's forehead. "No guarantees."
"Why does everyone always say that? Gah! But, I'll have to see you around, Leon. I don't wanna miss my ride. And I think Cloud might wanna come down from there."
"Yeah, anytime, babe, would be nice!" Was heard from the other room, causing the two to exchange a glance and laugh. They hadn't known each other at all before the night started but now ... it seemed like they could be the best of friends. Roxas' reasoning was simple. Axel chose his friends carefully and the elder teen had obviously passed the test some time ago. Leon just felt like he owed something to the younger. Roxas smiled happily, waving to the brunette.
"Happy birthday. And I hope this week goes by fast for you."
"You're a good kid, Roxas."
Leon watched as the small blonde ran to catch up with the departing band members before going over to see his complaining lover. Unchaining the prisoner, Leon gripped him in a tight embrace, pressing their lips together.
"Remind me to clean this up tomorrow, kay, babe?"
"Why not now?"
"Are you kidding? I was planning on taking you into my room and fucking you senseless."
"Oh really? But you have Axel."
"Hush, babe. I'm gonna fuck you both senseless."
To Be Continued
Sorry for disappearing off the face of the earth for this fic for so long. I'm still not all that happy with this chapter, which is why it took me so long to go over it aagin, but, yeah, sorry for the wait. :/
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