A/N: Back to the main couple of this story. I choose the name for no reason. There is a partial lemon in this chapter. 'This is still a thought, even though it will tell you every time.'
My Best Friend
Ch 5: Cinnamon
Axel looked at Roxas, who still had no shirt on. 'I gotta get a shirt on him before I start drooling.' Axel thought. He tried to get up, but he just kept staring at Roxas. Then he heard a phone ring. "Hello?" the drunk blond answered. Axel got up and walked around. He was looking for Roxas's shirt so he could stop starring at him.
"Roxas? Where are you? You left me here." Sora said. "I'm at Achel's house." the boy said, messing up his friend's name. "Achel's?" Sora said sounding confused. Axel tossed the shirt at Roxas. He could help but laugh at the way he couldn't say is name right. He walked down stairs and ate a peace of toast with cinnamon sugar on top of it. He walked back up and saw Roxas still on the phone.
"No, Achel's." Roxas said, trying to correct his twin as he grabbed the shirt. "Achel's?" Sora repeated. "Ohhh. Axel's. Ok." Sora said. "What are you doing at Axel's?" he asked. "Nothing yet." the drunken by sang before hanging up.
Axel raised an eyebrow. "Yet?" he asked. Roxas stared at him. "Yes. We aren't doing anything yet, now are we?" Roxas responded. "I see your point." Axel said. "So, what do you wanna do?" he asked. Roxas looked at the shirt in his hand. "I'll tell you what I don't want to do. I don't want to put on your crappy shirt. I don't like this one. Couldn't you give me one that you normally wear?" he said as he threw the shirt to the floor.
"Hey. My floor was clean. And that's your shirt." Axel said as he walked over to the shirt. He picked it up and threw it back at Roxas, who only threw it back at him. "Pot the shirt on Roxas." Axel demanded tossing the shirt back. This continued till Roxas missed and Axel gave up. "Ugg. Will you wear one of my shirts?" he asked as he grabbed the shirt once again. Roxas nodded. "Fine. I'll give you my shirt." Axel said as he walked over to the dresser again. He set Roxas's shirt on top of it and looked for a shirt to give Roxas.
"No," Roxas said. Axel looked back at him. "No what?" Axel asked confused. "Stop looking threw your dresser." he said. "Roxas, I'm getting you a shirt." Axel said. "I want the shirt you're wearing now." Roxas said. Axel was confused. "You want me to take my shirt off and give it to you? Why?" he asked. "I want that shirt." Roxas said. Axel opened his mouth to protest, by Roxas spook again. "It's that shirt or none." Roxas said, crossing his arms.
'Why do I want him to have a shirt on again? Oh yeah, so I can stop starring at him.' Axel thought. "Fine." Axel said before taking his shirt off. "But before I give it to you, I wanna picture of you." Axel said as he took his phone out of his pocket. Roxas gave Axel a Peace sign as he took the picture. Axel threw the shirt at Roxas, who sighed as he put it on. Axel took another picture of Roxas in his shirt that was way to big for him.
Axel sat beside Roxas and looked at the TV at the base of the bed. He got up and walked over to his nightstand and grabbed the remote. He turned on the TV as he laid down. A show called Manswers was on a channel called Spike. He looked at the clock. '3:30 am. What happened to the time? It was about ten when we left for the party.' Axel thought.
"Achel, what are we watching?" Roxas asked as he saw the beginning of the show. "Some show called Manswers." Axel said as he looked over to the TV. 'Oh my god. Roxas shouldn't be watching this. What is this show about?' Axel thought as he realized the show wasn't exactly PG. He changed the channel to Disney. Hanna Montana was on.
"Really Achel, we're watching Hanna Montana?" Roxas asked, still not saying the name correctly. Axel gave him the remote. "Watch whatever you want." he said. Roxas looked at the channels before stopping on Manswers again. He glanced at Axel, who had his back to the TV. 'He's probably asleep, and it's not like I'm watching porn, it's just not PG.' Roxas thought.
Axel looked over his shoulder. 'He's watching that weird show again?' Axel asked himself. He sat up and grabbed the remote from Roxas's hand. "I changed the channel for a reason. You really shouldn't be watching this." Axel said as he turned the TV off. Roxas stuck out his bottom lip and tried to look like a kicked puppy. He might have had better results if the room wasn't pitch black, and if Axel was looking at him, and if Axel wasn't asleep.
Roxas decided that no one was going to sleep yet. He began nibbling on Axel's ear. Axel tried to swat him away so he moved to his neck. He started to nibble and suck on Axel neck, causing Axel to moan at the feeling. "Roxas no. Go to sleep. You're not ready for that." Axel said as he tried to push Roxas off of him. His eyes were still shut and he was on his back as he tried to go back to sleep when he got the blond off of him. Roxas, still not ready to sleep, decided that he was going to have his way tonight.
Warning: Lemon Start.
Roxas pulled his shirt off and got on top of Axel. "We're doing what I want and you can't do a damn thing about it." Roxas said as he tossed the shirt to the floor. He moved his hips hitting Axel hard. He began kissing Axel as he gasped. He tried to get Axel's tongue to move with his witch it did. Roxas still tasted like beer and sea-salt-ice-cream. Axel tasted like cinnamon.
Roxas moved his hand to unbutton Axel's skinny jeans. Axel moaned as he felt Roxas threw his jeans and boxes. Roxas undid the button, and then pulled down the Zipper. 'Why the hell am I letting him take control? That's my job.' Axel thought. Roxas pulled Axel paints to his knees before Axel kicked them off the rest of the way. Roxas's smile got wider as Axel gave in.
Axel flipped Roxas over and began biting his neck. Roxas grabbed a handful of red spikes as he moaned loudly. Axel pulled of Roxas's jeans and tossed them to the floor. Axel moved back to Roxas's face and caught his lips agents his in another kiss. Roxas's hands wrapped around Axel's chest. Axel's hands played with the helm of Roxas's boxers before pulling them down.
Axel pulled away from Roxas and started to trail kisses down his chest. He began to suck on Roxas. Roxas let out a loud moan and pulled Axel's hair. Axel had one hand on the Roxas's hip and the other was moving up to Roxas's mouth. Roxas began to suck on the fingers as he felt them press his lips.
Axel moved back up to kiss the blond once again. He moved his fingers and pressed his lips on the blonds. Then he moved his fingers down and pointed them at Roxas's entrance. "Oww!" Roxas screamed as he felt a finger slip inside of him. Axel looked at him.
Lemon end, for now
"I told you that you weren't ready." Axel said as he pulled the finger back out. Axel got up and walked over to the discarded cloths. "Now put your cloths on and go to sleep." he said as he tossed Roxas his cloths. Roxas put the shirt on. "I'm not putting on the paints. I don't feel like it." he said before laying down and shutting his eyes. Axel walked over to his dresser and grabbed a pair of white sweat paints. He put them on and got in his bed. Roxas got close to Axel. Axel put his arm around him and smiled.
"Hey Achel," Roxas started. "What?" Axel asked. "I love you." Roxas said as he wrapped his arms around Axel's hips and looked up. "I love you too Roxy. Good night." Axel said before giving him a soft kiss on the lips. Roxas smiled. "Good night Achel." Roxas said before drifting into a deep sleep.
A/N: Wow. Two sweet endings! Normally my books start to take a depressing turn by now. They aren't posted because they got to depressing. I wonder what's going to happen when Roxas and Sora's mom gets home to find out that her boys left to go to a party and one got to drunk to remember it. I wonder what Roxas is going to think when he wakes up in Axel's bed with no form of paints on. Lol. You gotta read on to find the answers to these questions and more.
Manswers is on weekdays on Spike. I didn't make that show up. It talks about beer and boobs all the time, but it's not porn. No matter what you think, I am still a thirteen year old girl.