Axel looked out the window at the snow on the ground and thought. It was very early in the year for snow, just September, but he was high on the mountain. Unable to hold still, Axel left the window, idly walking through his home. It was large and luxurious but achingly empty. Too many of the rooms were coated in dust, and Axel sighed. He would have to try to clean that soon. Glancing around, he carefully checked the floors for any signs of dripping as he walked. He'd had problems with the roof before, and he'd learned his lesson the first time a leak had gone undetected for months. He didn't want to have to go through the ordeal of getting people out to repair it again, if he could help it. Axel was good with tools and as long as he kept on top of things most maintenance was a cinch.
Finishing his circuit, Axel found himself at the window again, looking out over the fall trees. The pine forest had a cold, forbidding beauty. It wasn't a forest to be taken lightly though. Anyone foolish enough to wander through it without proper preparations would certainly die, but Axel had lived here so long he felt like he was part of it. Although the wilderness would still kill him if it could. But it hadn't yet, despite a few good chances, and Axel was rather disappointed.
"Astrid." Axel said to himself, reminding himself of why that couldn't happen as he had no many times before. His sister was depending on him, despite the fact that they couldn't see each other except through a satellite link, and then only in the morning. He still had to stay strong for her. She didn't need to hear his problems, when her own were so terrible. But it wasn't enough. Axel could feel that, in the singing void in his heart. It just wasn't enough anymore, and that made him feel like a selfish bastard. How could he not care about his sister anymore? "I do care. I just need…" Axel closed his eyes in pain. It wasn't sex he craved, not exactly. It was simple human contact.
He was alone on this mountain, and he had been for years, except for the brief moments he could escape. He'd tried to hire people to live and work here, but it was a hopeless thing. No one stayed more than six months, and who could blame them? And half the time Axel hadn't even liked them. He'd done his best, trying to hire good people, but his best hadn't been good enough. He just couldn't bear to go through that painful process again.
Another option had occurred to him some time ago, but he'd kept shying away from it. To begin with, it was illegal and immoral. But distressingly, he thought it would be very easy for him to accomplish. He'd been taught by the best, after all. Oh yes, he knew exactly how to do it. He even had special tools, although he'd have to check to see if they still worked. But if he really decided to do that, the question was to who? Axel swallowed as he realized he was seriously considering it. How desperate was he? The answer seemed to be very.
There was only one person who came to mind. That gorgeous blond he'd met at the bar, Roxas. They had just seemed to click on so many levels. Of course, Roxas wouldn't be happy about it. Axel sighed. That was an understatement. Axel knew what to expect, really. He'd seen it before, although he'd never wanted to.
For a long time, Axel was torn. Could he really do this to someone? Then he suddenly realized that he'd been rubbing the windowsill with his fingers so hard that they were starting to bleed. Snatching his fingers away, he stared at the scraped tips. He hadn't even noticed.
"I have to do this." Axel said to thin air. "I don't want to, but I have to."
He needed someone to hold, to touch, and to just be with. Or he was going to break somehow, and soon. Axel could feel it. If it were only his own life on the line, he would have let it happen but it wasn't. Without him, his sister would surely die and he couldn't let that happen. Decided, he went to check the collars to see if they were still functional. If they were, he would begin his newest project.
Kidnapping Roxas.
Roxas was walking to the bar when he noticed a familiar man standing outside it, and stopped and stared. He hadn't expected to see Axel back so soon. The man was looking almost unbearably sexy, dressed in blue jeans and a black leather coat with red shoulders. Axel looked up with a smile and Roxas started moving again.
"Roxas! I was hoping I'd see you." Axel glanced around, noting that there was no one else outside the bar at the moment. Perfect. "I was wondering if you'd like to come to my room at the motel for a private party? I have a selection of beers I thought you might like to try."
"No Molson?" Roxas said teasingly, and Axel sighed.
"No Molson. I'm hoping to get you to branch out a little." Roxas grinned. Axel sounded a little pained at his favorite beer.
"Good luck with that. But sure, why not?" Roxas wasn't going to turn down free beer in the company of a truly handsome man. And he already knew Axel, he was sure the guy wasn't a psycho, no matter what Sora had to say. Axel took him through the back door of the motel, curiously, but Roxas shrugged it off. Maybe the guy had a wife somewhere. Or maybe just a meddling brother who had caught wind of his lifestyle. That made Roxas grin again.
"German beer?" Roxas picked up a bottle curiously. "I've never tried imports." They were too expensive, really.
"I like them but they're a touch on the expensive side." Roxas blinked as Axel echoed his thoughts. "They're stronger than our beer though." Axel easily opened the bottle and poured it into a glass. Roxas kept investigating the beers, quite curious.
"English pale ale… Kingfisher beer… Oregon Honey beer… fruit beer? Where did you get all of these?" The labels were really weird, in Roxas' opinion. Not only were they from all over the world, they were from all over the States as well. Axel shrugged.
"I ordered them from beergeek. It's great, has beers from almost everywhere." Roxas frowned, feeling a little disappointed. "What's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing. I was just imagining you bumming around all of Europe and collecting this stuff." Axel looked startled for a moment, then laughed.
"Gods, I wish! No, I've never been out of the States. Actually, I've never been out of this state." For a moment Roxas caught a deep sadness in the redhead's eyes, but it was gone as quickly as it came. "But hey, we can taste the rest of the world right here. Let's get started."
The evening passed very pleasantly. Roxas rather liked the English pale ale, Axel liked the German beers and they both agreed the fruit beer was utter crap. They finally decided to pour it down the toilet.
"Hey, try this one." Roxas blinked a bit blearily as Axel poured him a new glass of beer. "It's an American microbrewery one."
"Oh?" Roxas tried it and blinked. "It's sort of bitter." He frowned, then blinked again as the beer seemed to go straight to his head. "Oh… Axel, I-I think that was too much." Roxas sagged as he felt strong arms go around him. The whole room was suddenly spinning.
"Sorry Roxas." Roxas blinked blearily at Axel, wondering what he was sorry for. But then everything went dark.
"Ohh." Roxas moaned softly as he slowly woke up. "My head." It felt like someone was banging on his skull from the inside out. Roxas tried to sit up, and blinked. "?!?" Glancing up, he went pale. He was lying on an unfamiliar bed and his wrists were tied very firmly to the bedposts. Looking down, he realized his ankles were as well. "Oh shit." Sweat beaded on his forehead as he suddenly remembered what Sora had said about psychos. But Axel had seemed so normal. He couldn't be crazy. Could he? Although… Roxas winced as he realized there was an overriding pressure going on down below. "HEY! I need bathroom here!" Roxas squirmed, but the ropes were tied very firmly. To his almost relief, he heard footsteps and the door opened.
"Hey." Roxas stared as he met Axel's gaze. Those bright green eyes were sad and a bit amused. "Welcome back to the land of the living. Sorry for the knockout drops, but I didn't think you'd come on a helicopter ride voluntarily." Axel sat down in a nearby chair as Roxas stared
"Helicopter…?" Roxas felt dizzy. Where was he? "Wha-what's going on? Why are you doing this?" Axel tilted his head to one side for a moment, thinking.
"Well, I've kidnapped you. That part should be obvious. The reason is, I need a companion. I've been alone for so long my sanity is starting to squeak, and I just can't afford to rip off all my clothes and go running out into the woods in the middle of winter, if you get my drift." Roxas just stared, confused, and Axel sighed. "Do you remember what I said about a trust fund?" Roxas dredged that conversation up out of his memory, and nodded cautiously. "Well, I wasn't kidding about the terms being crap. When my dad died, he left his money to me and my sister on the condition that one of us lives at this house most of the year. This place can only be vacant for two weeks out of the year or we violate the terms and lose the trust to my uncle." Axel pulled out a cigarette, lighting it and taking a drag. Roxas had to suppress the desire to scream at him to explain what this had to do with him. "My sister is sick. She can't be here anymore. That leaves me. I've been stuck in this fucking cabin in the woods, alone, for three years Roxas. I can't take it anymore. That's why you're here."
"So you've kidnapped me to be your companion? Are you insane? Why don't you just hire someone, if you're that rich?" Roxas demanded. Axel sighed, looking down.
"I'm not rich Roxas. A trust fund is like an allowance. Sure, I can buy all kinds of shit but how much would it take for you to come live in a cabin in the woods that's completely inaccessible except by helicopter?" Axel shook his head. "I could only pay maybe three thousand a month. It's not enough. The trust fund will give more money for things like tutors, but the expenses have to be approved and those people never stay for longer than three months anyway… fuck, I've already tried, okay? I don't want to go through all of it." Axel stubbed out his cigarette savagely, then took a deep breath. "I don't expect you to like this. But you can't get out of here until I let you. Did you notice the collar you're wearing?" Roxas blinked, suddenly realizing that there was a metal choker on his neck. Glancing down uneasily, he saw it had a small lock to hold it in place. "It's a variation of a pet collar. It will shock you if you get too far away from the house, and keep getting worse until you pass out."
"You… you sick bastard! You had this made for me?" Axel paused, and for a moment he looked so sad. But Roxas wasn't in a sympathetic mood, and just glared.
"No. I inherited it from my dad." Axel waved his hand, brushing it away. "Now, to let you know how hopeless escape is, let me go through the rest. There's no phone here and no cellular reception, even if I had a cell which I don't. My computer is triple password protected, you won't be able to log into it. If you try to hike back, you'll freeze to death. We're a two hour helicopter ride from anything, and you won't know which direction to go in. And that's supposing you somehow got past the collar, which wouldn't be easy. Now that I've explained that, can I untie you?"
"Yes." Roxas said, holding back his anger. He really didn't want to pee his pants. Axel pulled out a knife and easily sliced through the ropes. Roxas glared at him for a moment as Axel just calmly met his gaze. "Where's the bathroom?"
"This way, down the hall." Axel had him go first, not quite trusting Roxas not to attack him as soon as his back was turned. Which was, Roxas thought darkly, entirely reasonable. He wanted to knock Axel through a wall. Roxas wasn't buying this whole inheritance and isolation story just yet. It was far more likely Axel was just a pervert and planned to rape him. Roxas slammed the door behind him with more force than necessary and paused as he saw a window. He could use it to escape… unless Axel was telling the truth about the collar. And the helicopter.
Roxas swallowed as he stared out the window and realized with a jolt that Axel was certainly telling the truth about the helicopter. He could see it from where he was. It was a small two seater, meant for personal use, but it was definitely a private helicopter.
"You alive in there?" Roxas blinked at Axel's voice and shook his head, quickly taking care of business. Then he frowned as he realized how grubby he felt.
"Mind if I shower?" He called back. There was a pause before Axel spoke.
"Only if I can join you." Roxas started and glared at the door.
"No!" He snarled as Axel laughed.
"Consider it part of your duties as a companion." Roxas flinched back as Axel opened the door and stepped into the bathroom. Axel stepped forward smoothly and caught his fist easily as Roxas tried to hit him. "I hate to break this to you, Roxas, but I have two black belts." Eyes laughing, Axel smiled at him. "I'm guessing you have a white."
"Screw you! I got to green before I quit." Roxas said sullenly as Axel laughed. Then he suddenly tried to kick the redhead in the crotch, but Axel blocked the blow easily.
"Naughty. I thought you wanted a shower." Axel gestured to the bathtub and Roxas swallowed at the warm lust in his eyes. "Turn it on."
"…Fine." Roxas said through gritted teeth, turning on the water and taking a deep breath as he heard Axel's clothing rustling. Looking up, he saw the redhead was almost naked and just as gloriously handsome as the first day they met. Roxas felt a tug of desire but shoved it harshly aside. He didn't want this. Axel was looking at him, lifting his eyebrows questioningly.
"Aren't you going to get undressed?" Then his tone turned teasing. "I could help you." Roxas shook his head and quickly disrobed, stepping into the water. He desperately needed a shower, even with his unwanted attendant.
Axel started slowly, gently rubbing Roxas back and ignoring the blonde's disgust. It felt so good, just having someone to touch. Axel smiled as Roxas glanced around, and passed him the shampoo. Roxas said nothing but began washing his hair. Axel's smile widened as he saw the wait the shampoo turned the blond spikes into a mess of hair.
Axel waited until the shampoo was washed away to make his move, sliding his arms around Roxas and nipping the soft skin of his neck. The blond growled and squirmed, trying to break free, but Axel was very much the stronger. Soon he had Roxas trapped in a corner, the water sliding over them both.
"Axel, please stop." Roxas sounded almost ready to cry, and Axel paused, guilt twisting in his guts. But then he ran his hand over Roxas' member, finding he was already half erect. Roxas gasped as his warm hand encircled his erection, giving him a squeeze. "Stop!"
"Your mouth says no, but this says yes." Axel murmured, teasing the tip of his cock with his fingers. "Come on Roxas, don't be shy. We've already been together, and it was good." Roxas moaned heavily as Axel's wet fingers slowly slid over sensitive skin, tracing the inside of his thighs. He couldn't deny it felt good, but it was not what he wanted. Axel was reaching behind him, slowly stretching him out, and it felt just like the first time they were together.
"Ugh…" Roxas gasped as Axel lifted him up, gripping his bottom and positioning him. He didn't really like sex standing up, but Axel was supporting his full weight now and didn't even seem to feel the strain. "How… how strong are you?" Roxas managed to say, then groaned as Axel began to press inside.
"Pretty strong." Axel's breathing was a bit ragged now as he began to slowly thrust into the sexy blond he was holding up. "Ah… not much to do here, y'know…" Roxas gripped Axel's shoulders tightly as the redhead brushed against his prostate, sending a jolt of pleasure spiking through him. The friction against his cock, combined with the powerful thrusts, was bringing him right to the edge. But it was not what he wanted, and Roxas wept as he released. Axel came with a low cry, and for a moment he just held Roxas before slowly setting him back onto his feet. "That wasn't so bad, was it?" Axel murmured, gently stroking Roxas' hair out of his face. The blond shivered and suddenly glared at him.
"Yes it was that bad. Because I'm trapped here and I don't have a choice!" He spat out at the redhead, and Axel looked stunned for a moment. Roxas thought he saw a flash of hurt in those green eyes, but it quickly changed to sadness.
"Yeah." Axel said softly, looking down into Roxas' big blue eyes. "I… I guess this makes me a rapist, huh." Roxas just glowered. It was the truth. Axel sighed, looking down. "Funny how it all works out. I'm sorry Roxas. C'mon, lets go get some breakfast." Axel couldn't help but feel like crap now, but it didn't really matter. He didn't have any choice, anymore than Roxas did.
It was funny how it all worked out.
