AN: Contains sex.

This was also written for my friend TJ :) Thanks for helping me out.

"Dammit, no!"

Roxas sighed and slammed his hands against the steering wheel. He knew his car was going to give out on him, but he didn't know it would be this soon ... he had even made plans to call his mechanic to get his car looked at in the morning. That's usually how it goes through. Roxas sighed and whipped out his phone. Spotting the low battery message, Roxas quickly pressed one and hit dial, not caring who his first speed dial caller was.

"Hello?"
"Aw fuck, not you."
"Excuse me?"
"I need ... help."
"Uh, who is this?"
"Do you not have caller ID? It's Roxas."
"You're calling me for help and you're being a dick? Why shouldn't I hang up on you?"
"Wait! Please. Just ... my car broke down and I'm in that scary part of town ... you know, the haunted street?"
"Those are stor-"
"ANYWAY. I need help ... I don't know what's wrong with it and my phone is about to di-"

Roxas growled and tossed his phone onto the seat beside him. Banging his head against the steering wheel he groaned and cursed his luck.
Car broke down? Check.
Raining? Check.
Scary street? Check.
Scary street intensified by it being one in the morning? Check.
Calling your ex-boyfriend to save your ass? Check.

Roxas bit his lip and glanced out the window. It also happened to be his luck that trees were on either side of him. It was like a horror movie and Roxas was waiting for the killer to jump out of the trees and stab him to death. Why don't horror movie killers ever use a gun? It's always an axe or a knife or something, but rarely a gun. Roxas would prefer to die by a gun. It seemed less painful. Swallowing and looking out the other window, Roxas shifted, reached over and locked the door.

He knew he wasn't that far away from his exes house. They had gone down this street many times, but Roxas was never paying much attention to the turns they made so he had no real way of knowing which way to go and the only way he could find out was on the map that just so happened to be programmed into his dead phone. Hitting the steering wheel and glancing around, Roxas put his head down and shut his eyes. This street was barely used, but he would feel better walking it during the daytime.

Roxas jolted awake at the sound of tapping. Looking at his window with wide eyes, he relaxed and rolled down his window.

"You coming or what?"
"Christ, Axel! You scared the hell out of me!"
"Will you just hurry up?"

Removing his keys and shutting the overhead light off, Roxas shuddered at how dark everything turned. Getting out of his car and locking it, he turned towards Axel and followed him back to his truck.

"Didn't think you would show up."
"I wasn't going to."
"I didn't mean to call you."

Roxas stumbled as he ran into Axel's back.

"Uh, Axel?"
"You know you have some nerve! You called me at ONE IN THE MORNING, waking me up, you were rude as soon as I said hello and now that I'm here you're still fucking rude! You can stay here until morning, asshole."
Roxas yelped and followed closely behind Axel.
"Hey! Hey, wait, okay? I'm sorry!"
"Whatever."
"Really, I am! I just need a lift back to your place and I'll walk home or something, just don't leave me on this damn street!"
Roxas reached out and grabbed Axel's arm, clinging to it and trying to keep his voice from going up out of fear.
"No, Roxas. You shouldn't be such a dick to people who you want help from."
Axel shrugged Roxas off and fished his keys out of his pocket. He was too pissed off and wet for this shit.

Roxas bit his lip and looked around, his eyes going wide at the sight of a person in the woods.
"Someone is out here!"
Running up to Axel, Roxas wrapped his arms around the taller man and buried his face into his side.
"It's a tree."
Opening his eyes and looking back at the figure, Roxas shifted and slowly let Axel go.
"It looked like a person."
"You have a vivid imagination."
"Please don't leave me out here."
Axel sighed and looked at Roxas. He really didn't want to give him a ride, but he didn't want to be cruel either.

"Please, Axel, I'll do anything."
Roxas bit his lip and placed his hand over the front of Axel's pajama bottoms, glad that Axel was more concerned with his safety than putting pants on.

Axel blinked and stopped as the car door unlocked. Glancing down, he felt a small frown pull on his lips. He didn't want Roxas to feel obligated to do anything, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't want it. It had been five months since they were together and in that five months Axel had slept with, well, nobody, so the feeling of Roxas' hand pressed against him was both welcomed and unwelcome.

"Don't."
"But I owe you."
Taking Roxas' hand and shoving it away, Axel scowled and shook his head.
"Get in the truck, Roxas."
"But I owe you for com-"
"If you feel like you owe me, give me ten bucks and we'll call it even."
"Fine."
Roxas ran to the other side of the truck and got in as fast as he could, afraid that something was going to grab him and take him into the woods.

Axel opened his door and climbed in, already anxious to get home. He hated driving in wet clothing and the feeling of it already cooling against his body made him shudder. Pushing the hair out of his eyes and putting his key into the ignition, Axel turned his key and sighed as they were finally getting somewhere.

"Axel, pull over."
"What?"
"Pull over."

Axel rolled his eyes and started to pull over. They still hadn't cleared the "haunted street" as Roxas kept referring to it as, so he wasn't sure why they were stopping. Blinking and looking at his truck as it seemed to shut off by itself, Axel frowned and turned his key again.

"What the fuck?"
"You're out of gas."
"Excuse me?"
Roxas pointed to the gas light and leaned back in his chair smirking.
"You have got to be kidding me."
Roxas continued to smirk as Axel hit his head against the steering wheel repeating a string of curse words.
"You're still adorable when you're pissed off."
Axel turned his head and looked at Roxas, his eyes narrowing at the smirk the blond was giving him.
"I was going to fill my truck up in the morning on my way to the grocery store."

Nodding, Roxas reached over and tucked a piece of Axel's hair away from his face, wearing a smile on his lips instead of a smirk.
"Thank you for driving out here for me."
Axel shook his head and leaned back in his seat.
"Don't mention it."
"What do we do now?"
"My truck has the camper on ... we can sleep in that until morning. I think I even have clothing back there."

Axel crossed his fingers and watched as Roxas got out of the truck. Locking the passenger side door, Axel got out and gasped as the rain fell onto his damp clothing, soaking them again. Putting the tailgate down, Axel looked in and felt relief wash over him. He had put a small "Incase I get stranded or lock myself out" kit that included a set of clothing, a blanket, a small pillow, a bottle of water and a fruit bar Axel had around the house but didn't want.

Putting his hands to the bottom of his shirt, Axel blinked at a shivering Roxas. One set of clothing. Shit. Shifting from side to side, Axel cursed again and pulled his t-shirt off.

"Get undressed, Rox."
"Why?"
"I have an extra shirt and pants in there."
"What about you?"
"It's fine."

Roxas bit his lip and lifted his top off, placing it beside Axel's shirt. Removing his shoes, socks, pants and boxers, Roxas balled them up and put them beside his shirt, shivering as the rain and wind made the night colder.

Axel helped Roxas into the back of his truck and swallowed as he watched Roxas get dressed, proud that the blond never hit his head on the roof. Taking off his shoes, socks and pajama bottoms, Axel climbed into the back and pulled the tailgate up, sealing himself and Roxas up and away from the rain and cold.

Feeling the water drip down the back of his neck and follow his spine, Axel shuddered and decided he'd wait a little before going under the blankets. He could stand being wet and cold for a few minutes, but he hated when his blankets got wet too. Bringing his knees to his chest, Axel looked over at Roxas and blinked.

"What?"
"You're shivering."
"I'm cold and wet, Roxas, shivering is the correct response to this."
"Why not get under the blankets?"
"My skin is still wet ... if I get under the blanket now, the blanket will end up being wet and then it'll be uncomfortable."

Roxas sighed and nodded. He knew Axel's hatred of ... well, whatever this was. Axel didn't like being in a towel for too long because it soaked the water up, he didn't like being in his clothing for too long if he was wet and he hated when his coverings were wet. It made him uncomfortable. He knew of the hatred, but he hoped Axel would up it aside for one night for his health.

"You're going to get sick."
"I'm fine."
"Sure you are."

Making his way beside Axel, Roxas put his arm around the redhead's shoulders and smiled, hoping his warmth would help Axel. He grinned as Axel leaned into his side and shut his eyes.

"This is nice."
"What is?"
"I don't know. Being here with you. Cuddling while the sound of rain is over us ... It's nice."
"Maybe for you. I'm uncomfortable."
"Why?"
"I'm wet, cold and horny?"
Roxas laughed until he realized the last one didn't match the other two.
"You're what?"
"Wet and cold."
"And?"
"Horny."
"Really?"

Axel frowned and moved away from the warm body that had caused all of this. He hated when Roxas got that tone in his voice. It was meant to be playful and teasing, but all things considered, Axel felt it was more of a mocking tone. My ex-boyfriend will still come pick me up if I need him, haha. I can still turn my ex-boyfriend on, ha fucking ha.

"Shut up, Roxas."
"Aww, come on babe."
"Don't call me that."
"Why?"
"What the hell do you mean why?"
"I mean why don't you want me to?"
"Uh, because we aren't together?"
"Why?"

Axel sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose. He had guessed it to be around three in the morning and he was tired. He didn't want to have some deep conversation about where they went wrong and what he did to mess things up or what Roxas did. He wanted to dry off so he could pull the blankets around himself and sleep until the sun came up and then walk to the nearest gas station.

"Axel?"
"What?"
"Why?"
"Dammit Roxas, I don't want to get into this conversation with you right now."
"Just answer that question and I'll leave it alone. Why aren't we together?"
"Because we didn't have time for each other and we were fighting when we did get to see each other."

Roxas frowned and nodded. He remembered how hectic their lives got all of a sudden and how everything they did seemed to piss the other off. It had torn their relationship to shreds.

"We can still have sex though ..."
Axel blinked and looked at Roxas.
"I already told you you're not obligated to sleep with me because I came out here."
"I don't feel obligated."
"Then why?"
Roxas leaned forward and licked at Axel's neck.
"You look hot when you're wet."

Axel sighed and turned his face towards Roxas. Tilting the blond's chin towards him, Axel kissed him as gently as he possibly could, still unsure if Roxas meant what he said and what it would feel like kissing an ex he still had feelings for.

Roxas smiled and put his hand on Axel's cheek. Kissing him back as gently as he was receiving, Roxas shut his eyes and focused on the familiar taste of cinnamon. He felt his emotions starting to creep up. The guilt, the regret, the sadness. He felt them all, but he pushed them away. This was just sex. They were going to make each other feel good. This wasn't a fairytale and they weren't going to get back together. This was sex, and sex doesn't equal love. This was just sex.

Axel moaned as Roxas deepened the kiss. Everything was just the same. Roxas' lips were still soft, he still tasted like sea salt ice cream, and he still placed a hand on Axel's waist while they were kissing. Nothing had changed.

Moving back to breathe, Roxas bit his lip and slid his hand down Axel's body, stopping when he got to his penis.
"You don't have lube, do you?"
Axel groaned and shook his head. He never carried lube or condoms on him anymore.
"Damn. Wait ... maybe I have a condom in my wallet."

Axel watched as Roxas moved to his pants and started to search through his pockets for his wallet. Shifting and sliding a finger into his mouth, Axel coated the digit with saliva and moved so his legs were spread.

Roxas grinned as he found the condom he had hidden away. Turning back to Axel, he froze and felt his dick twitch at the sight of the redhead.

"Fuck babe."
"Rox ..."

Roxas watched as Axel slid another finger into himself. Groaning and taking himself out of his pants, Roxas opened the condom and rolled it onto himself, getting between Axel's legs and smiling, he watched as Axel moved his hand away.

"Look at me. Look me right in the eyes."

Axel looked into Roxas' eyes and gasped as he felt the head of Roxas' dick press into him. Shutting his eyes, Axel turned his face away and groaned as he felt every inch of Roxas slid into him. Placing a hand on Roxas' chest, he shook his head and tried to relax his body.

Roxas knew this position would start to hurt after a while. Being hunched over because he couldn't straighten up never went well and he could already feel the faint ache in his neck, but he was too focused on the body beneath him care about some small ache. Placing his hands on Axel's waist and nodding, Roxas waited for their go ahead sign.

"Okay, move."
"Look at me."

Swallowing and looking back into Roxas' eyes, Axel moaned and brought his hand to the back of Roxas' neck, pulling him down so they were face to face. It had been too long since they had done this. The feeling of Roxas' dick hitting his spot with nearly every thrust, the look of need, want and love in his eyes, the way their moans mixed together. Axel gasped and wrapped his legs around Roxas' waist, loving the feel of Roxas' holding him. He missed this.

"Roxas ..."
Nodding, Roxas knew Axel was close.
"Look at me, babe."

Axel nodded and looked at Roxas again. The feeling of Roxas' sliding in out of him, his hands on his waist and the look in his eyes sent Axel over the edge. Moaning Roxas' name and shutting his eyes, Axel felt his orgasm take over.

Roxas put his forehead against Axel's and moaned, the look Axel had given him along with the feeling of his spasms had brought Roxas to his own orgasm. Moving slightly, Roxas rested his forehead against Axel's shoulder and let himself enjoy everything he was feeling.

"Roxas ...?"
"Yeah?"
"Can we move now?"

Nodding and leaning back, Roxas withdrew himself out of Axel and frowned at the loss. Placing his finger against Axel's hole, Roxas sighed and looked at the men below him.

"What?"
"Nothing."
"Do you already regret this?"

Axel bit his lip and waited for Roxas' answer. He knew he didn't regret this or feel guilty about it, but it had brought up the feelings he had tried to bury. It would take him another five months to get over this encounter.

"No, do you?"
"No."

Roxas smiled and moved his hand away from Axel. Taking the condom off and tying it, Roxas looked around and shrugged, settling for tossing it towards his clothing. He would sort that out in the morning, or when he could. Muttering and setting the blanket out, Roxas grinned as he made padding for them to sleep on with enough blanket to cover them up perfectly. Grabbing the pillow, Roxas motioned for Axel to get onto their bed first so that the fold would be against his back to keep him warm.

Axel crawled onto the bed and smiled as Roxas joined him.
"Axel?"
"Yeah?"
"Look at me."
Blinking and looking into Roxas' eyes, Axel stopped smiling and frowned.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
Roxas shook his head and cuddled closer to Axel.
"Don't say nothing when it's obvious something is wrong."
"I see something in your eyes that I don't like."
"What?"
"Something."
"What is it?"

Axel shook his head and continued to stare into Roxas' eyes. The need was gone, but the want and love remained and he hated it. The love in Roxas' eyes reflected the never going to happens and the it's too lates. It reflected their past and the reason they were now exes.

"Is it love?"
"Yeah."
"And that upsets you?"
"Yeah."

Roxas sighed and put his arm around Axel's waist. He wasn't going to feed Axel some sappy lines about how he still loved him and wanted him back. Those lines didn't have to be said. It showed in their eyes. The love, the regret, the longing. It was all there, so why voice it?

"Axel?"
"Yeah?"
"Don't stop looking into my eyes. Not until you fall asleep, okay?"
"Okay."

Roxas smiled and stared into Axel's eyes. He had told himself that they weren't going to get back together, that real life didn't work like a fairytale, and maybe he was right. Taking Axel's hand into his own and smiling as the redhead's eyes slowly closed, Roxas shut his own eyes and took a deep breath. Maybe he was right, but he was probably wrong.