I had things to say that I can't quite remember right now. Ummmm....damn. =\

Roxas sighed as he neared the street corner where he knew Axel would pick him up. This was getting ridiculous. At some point, if the sex continued (which Roxas had to be honest, he really hoped would as Axel had to be one of the best even he had had, at least in a while from what his memory could recollect), the redhead would have to go to his place. Well, maybe not. But then again, he was not fond of walking all this way. He wasn't sure why he seemed to care what Axel thought of him. He had never cared about other guys before him seeing where he lived. It was something about how Axel lived though. Roxas had felt oddly ashamed of himself when the redhead was driving him home. He finally saw the recognizable car pull up to the curb and he swiftly walked closer to it, leaning down into the window and smirking at the driver.

"So what do you wanna do today?" Roxas asked and Axel immediately rolled his eyes and scoffed.

"Just get in the car. We have to talk."

"Gosh that sounds fun and satisfying." The kid frowned as he sat in the passenger's seat and the redhead kicked it into drive, lurching away from the curb in an instant. "So can we get the talking over with so I can just re-convince you with my impressive tongue skills?"

"Shut up." The wheels squealed as they burned on the asphalt, a quick turn into a parking spot and a slam on the breaks. Roxas' knuckles were white as he gripped what he could of the door and his eyes were practically popping out of his head.

"What the hell is wrong with you?!" He screamed out but was all too soon cut off by Axel leaning across the divider and planting his mouth over his own. He rolled his eyes and pushed the redhead away. "You're fucking nuts you know that?" Axel only smirked before moving forward and kissing him again. The kid couldn't help but grin against his lips and smile wider as they crawled into the backseat of the car, the darkness of the night shielding them from any curious eyes.

~0~

"Wow." The kid said, staring up at the fabric ceiling of the car with glassy eyes, shifting slowly on top of Axel, their skin sticking. "Just wow." The redhead smirked as he took a drag on his cigarette and teetered his fingers across the kid's bare shoulders.

"Yea. I'm pretty much a god."

"Oh god!" Roxas hid his face in his hands and laughed loudly. He sat up and looked back down at the naked man lying on the back seat. "I mean I've had a lot of sex but..." A chill went up his spine, making his whole body shiver and making him bite down on his lip as he recalled the intense moments of passion that had just ensued between them. Axel chuckled and inhaled from his cigarette again, pushing his hand out and offering the smoke stick to the kid. Roxas took it between his fingers and inhaled deeply, smirking down at the redhead as he cracked open the side of his mouth and blew the smoke out. "You sir are fucking amazing."

"Thanks." Axel replied with a smart ass tone and smirk to match.

"You should consider that a really huge compliment. Especially from me. I mean I've had great sex. I have to say I've been told I'm pretty fucking amazing myself but I don't think I've ever met anyone who could match me in a game like this."

"A game?" He continued to smirk as he turned onto his side, resting his face against his fist. Roxas sat back, leaning against Axel's stomach and smiling down at him.

"Yes. Sex is like a game. It's physical and it takes skills and thinking. It's a pretty complex game." Roxas took another drag on the cigarette before handing it back. "So can we be play mates then?" Axel laughed and sat up, running his long fingers through his longer hair, and looking over at Roxas with a look of skepticism. "What?" Roxas asked with a smile and gentle surprise.

"Just play mates?" His smirk grew slightly wider as the kid looked down at his hands in his lap.

"That's all I want." The redhead just nodded in understanding and took another quick drag before tossing the cigarette out the window. "You're not into play mates?" He just shrugged in response.

"I've never really been into 'just friends' or 'just sex'."

"So basically you like being tied down." Axel laughed lightly.

"I never said that. I've just always liked...having a boyfriend." His green eyes slowly wandered and locked on with the blue that stared back at him, half in horror, half in wonder. The kid had no idea what to say.

"Are you trying to ask me to like be your boyfriend or something?"

"Kinda I guess." Roxas nervously shook his head and groped around on the bottom floor for his pants.

"Not happening."

"And why not?" Axel rested his arms behind his head, watching the kid scramble around as much as he could in the tiny car to try and get dressed.

"I don't want a boyfriend. I don't want a relationship." The accompaniment of a disgusted face was apparently necessary for the word. He desperately tried to pull on his pants and get out of the car, but Axel's lanky arm found him first, blocking his only means of escape. Roxas looked back and glared.

"Alright."

"Alright?"

"Yea. If you don't wanna be my boyfriend...that's fine I guess."

"Are you gonna like try to get me to stop sleeping with other people? Try to introduce me to your family? Try to meet my mom?"

"I wouldn't do anything you don't want to." The redhead replied with a smirk and Roxas rolled his eyes.

"That's boyfriend talk."

"That's just me talk."

"No more asking me out got it?" Axel nodded and moved his hand from the door, watching the kid's eyes dart between the handle and him. Eventually Roxas slid his pants back off (they had only gotten just past his knees anyhow) and sat back against Axel, letting his arm envelope him. His eyes automatically rolled as the redhead began to nuzzle behind his ear, but he also couldn't ignore the slightly warm feeling in the pit of his stomach.

Must just be the cum.

There was no eloquent way to say that last sentiment. It came from the mind of Skanky Roxas. And there was no graceful way for me to end it with a last statement from me. I thought Roxas' thought pretty much tied it up quite well. Yes that's his thinking. Just wanted to make sure everyone knew that. On a side note! I fucking hate that Toddlers and Tiaras show. The mothers who put their kids on that show should be shot. If you want to put yourself through that. Fine. Whatever. But like 6 year olds? Really? You've gotta be fucking kidding me.