I have a very very good reason as to why I haven't written anything in a while. I'm in Japan. XD If that isn't a good reason, what is? I'm here for study abroad; I really wanted to get this chapter written before I left in the beginning of the year, but I lost track of time.
So, on the bullet train to Tokyo (!) last week, I wrote this little number down in my notebook so there would definitely be something to post…
After all, it's not very often one hits 100 chapters, right? I've had this one in mind for a long time. SO without further ado, this is a lemon…
What If…
Roxas had to get an undercover job at a spa…and Axel
"unfortunately" took advantage of the fact that Roxas
had to fulfill his every wish…
((as suggested a very long time ago by Zesty))
"Do you have any questions, Number XIII?"
"No sir," Roxas said, rising from his seat across from the Superior. He started to leave the office, but stopped in the doorway.
"Do I really have to do this, Superior?"
"That would be a question, Number XIII."
Roxas nodded and left the office.
-((heehee))-
"Your next mission is what?" Demyx said, dropping his fork onto the table. The two were eating a quick lunch before their next mission in Atlantica. "Why?"
"I don't know; the Superior just likes to pick on me," Roxas replied. He felt bad about lying to Demyx, but the Superior forbade him from telling anyone the real reason he was given an undercover mission at a day spa of all places. There was a possibility there could be another keyblade user, and he was under strict orders to investigate the places she frequents—namely, this day spa.
"I don't believe it," Demyx continued, leaning back in his chair, "of all the places to be assigned, that has definitely got to be one of the strangest…what are you going to tell Axel?" Demyx asked hesitantly.
Roxas inwardly grimaced. There was an unspoken agreement between him and Axel that it was in their best interests to ignore the intense amounts of sexual tension between them. It's simpler if we're just friends, he reminded himself silently.
"…The truth, of course," Roxas finally replied. "What reason do I have to hide the fact that I am going on an undercover mission as a masseur at a day spa?" He winced. It sounded so much worse when he said it aloud.
"Oh, I don't know," Demyx said noncommittally, "maybe because when you tell him it might cause him to go on a flamingly jealous rampage across the worlds?"
Roxas was not amused. "You know its better this way," he said succinctly. "There is no logical reason not to tell him."
"What are we telling whom?" said a voice from behind him. Roxas froze.
Shit. That doesn't mean I want to tell him now, Roxas thought forebodingly as he watched Axel sit in the seat beside him with a casual greeting.
"Roxas was just assigned on a new mission," Demyx said carefully, clearly trying to think of an excuse to leave the table.
"Oh?" Axel said, raising an eyebrow, "For you to be considering secrecy, it must be scandalous! What is it, are you being sent off on one of Captain Jack's pirate ships?"
"Better," Demyx added, unable to resist making the situation worse.
Roxas glared at him with a 'shut-up-you-asshole' look. "It's really not that big of a deal," he start with, trying to downplay the situation.
"Go on," Axel said, taking a bite of his sandwich.
Might as well just say it. "I've been assigned an undercover mission as a masseur at a day spa." Axel froze mid-sandwich. Demyx waited for the jealous fireworks, both afraid and excited.
Axel casually, too casually, put his sandwich down. "For how long?"
"Unknown," Roxas replied. Silence pervaded the table while Axel slowly took a long sip of his coffee. When he put down the cup, the contents inside were boiling.
"Well that's definitely a new one," Axel said lightly, "he must be running out of places to send us if he's resorting to commercial businesses," he said jokingly before changing the subject to weekend plans.
That was…weird. Roxas thought. I thought his reaction would be a little more…explosive. I guess it really isn't a big deal to him. Roxas could not decide if he was relieved or disappointed.
-((oh man))-
Demyx heard a loud explosion from the room next door.
"Something wrong?" Demyx asked as he let himself into Axel's room.
Axel glared at him. "You know what's wrong."
Demyx noticed the gaping hole in Axel's closet door. "The Superior isn't going to like that," he pointed out.
"I don't give a shit what the Superior likes and doesn't like," Axel said angrily, "I just—" he cut himself off, seething.
"All you have to do is say something," Demyx said gently.
"Roxas doesn't want me to," Axel said dejectedly, collapsing into his desk chair. "He likes things the way they are. Unspoken. Simple."
"Well," Demyx said, sitting down on Axel's bed, "if it's going to bother you this much, maybe you should change his mind."
"Roxas probably prefers me to drown in jealousy," Axel muttered bitterly.
"That's not true," Demyx said, "you never know unless you say something."
"It would be easier for me to become human."
-((the next day))-
Roxas slowly shut his bedroom door and walked down the hall. This sucks, he thought, what would make the Superior think I'd make a good masseur? He was so lost in his pitying thoughts that he failed to notice he was about to run into someone until it was too late.
"Sorry," he said automatically when he collided with a solid chest. He was surprised when a pair of arms lingered momentarily on his waist, steadying him.
"No worries," Axel said, smiling brightly. "Are you going on your new mission?" he asked, his smile dimming slightly.
Roxas nodded, "I'm going to be late for my first day," he said before starting to walk down the hall.
"Rox—" Axel started, causing Roxas to pause in the middle of the hallway.
"Yeah?" he said, turning slightly in his direction.
"I…be careful, okay?" he said softly.
Roxas nodded before setting off down the hall. Axel set out in the other direction, angry with himself. It's better if I don't say anything.
-((2 weeks later))-
Roxas sighed inwardly as he changed from his cloak into his uniform for work, a loose fitting V-neck and white trousers. It's not even a mission anymore, he complained, I should be getting paid for this shit.
He walked into his 'office' to see how many 'customers' he had that day. Surprisingly, he only had one for the entire afternoon. Strange, he thought. He'd been unusually busy since he finished his orientation; apparently he was very skilled at his 'job.'
Celebrating the small break, he prepared his room for the one customer. He grimaced when he read that the customer paid for a full body massage. It's too weird, he thought, the sooner this os over, the better.
He heard his door open, and turned to welcome his guest. "Welco-Axel?"
"Hey," Axel said, holding up a hand in greeting.
Roxas was speechless as Axel entered his room. "Wh-what are you doing here?"
"Well this is a place where one can get a massage, isn't it? Work has been so stressful lately…" he winked.
It was impossible for Roxas to focus on one thought. "But…"
"Something wrong?" Axel asked, needling him. "Nervous?"
Roxas got a grip on himself and smiled his 'customer smile.' "If you would kindly change in this room," he gestured to a changing room on his left, "we can begin."
Axel smiled. "With pleasure," he murmured into Roxas' ear as he passed him on the way to the changing room.
-((aw yeah))-
Roxas tried not to pace while he waited for Axel to change—or rather, strip. I know why he's doing this, Roxas thought, fiddling with his appointment book, I know why, and I will not let him get to me. It's so much simpler to remain friends.
Roxas nearly dropped his book when Axel came out of the changing groom, a towel slung low on his hips. Roxas swallowed. Friends, he told himself firmly as he gestured for Axel to lay face down on the table.
Axel grinned cheekily before lying down. "I'm not nervous," Roxas said, more to himself as he slowly began to rub Axel's shoulders.
Axel smiled softly to himself. This is nice, he thought, ignoring the fact he paid for Roxas to touch him. He inhaled sharply when Roxas' hands went lower in order to massage Axel's back.
"Nervous?" Roxas asked, throwing Axel's question back at him.
Axel laughed softly. "Not a bit."
Roxas, meanwhile, was trying to pretend that Axel was simply another customer. It was quite difficult; normal customers didn't make appreciative noises from his ministrations. Before long, Roxas' mind began to wander, causing some stirrings down south…
Axel was in heaven. Roxas' hands were working their magic on all of his extremities…all of them. "Hey Rox?" he asked, his voice cracking slightly.
"Yeah?" Roxas whispered.
"Can I turn over now?" he asked, "I think it would be more…comfortable," he said, shifting his hips slightly.
Roxas swallowed. "S-sure," he replied, and Axel rolled onto his back. Roxas looked surreptitiously at Axel's abdomen and below, but didn't see anything out of the ordinary…yet.
Axel was getting sick of this teasing. Before he changed his mind, he grasped Roxas' hand, which was massaging his shoulder, and brought it to his chest. Roxas froze; this was clearly not a part of his normal job description.
"Nervous?" Axel asked softly, holding Roxas' gaze. Roxas' cheeks pinked slightly.
"No," Roxas said casually as he began to rub slow circles on Axel's chest. I won't lose this game, he thought, determined. How far should I go? He watched as his hands moved on their own, slowly working down to Axel's abdomen. How far do I want to go?
Axel inhaled sharply as Roxas' hands rubbed small circles on his abdomen.
"Nervous?" Roxas asked, a new gleam in his eye.
"Never," Axel replied softly, closing his eyes.
"Good," Roxas said before stopping suddenly. Axel's eyes shot open as Roxas suddenly climbed up onto the table, straddling Axel's waist.
"Rox—" Axel was cut off when Roxas leaned forward and kissed him insistently. Axel's shock wore off quickly; he closed his eyes and placed his hands on Roxas' back, pulling him closer. Roxas broke apart quickly, staring at Axel uncertainly.
"This is okay, right?"
Axel gave him a deadpan look. "I'm not answering that question," he said, bringing Roxas down again for another kiss.
Roxas pulled away again. "Is this really alright though? Wouldn't it be easier if we just—" Axel silenced him with another kiss.
"I don't care what's easy or not anymore, Roxas; I care about you." He kissed him softly. "I care about the fact that you are touching other bodies before mine; I care about everything you do and want to be a part of everything." He reached down and cupped Roxas' rear. "Everything," he whispered.
"As long as you're sure…" Roxas replied, the uncertainty fading from his eyes.
"I was waiting for you," Axel replied, "I didn't want to push you away because you weren't ready. But now…" he said, grinning, "we have the whole afternoon, don't we?"
"And all the time after that," Roxas said, winking before closing the distance between them again, entwining one of his hands in Axel's hair while the other resumed making circles on Axel's abdomen. Axel gasped when Roxas' hand suddenly went lower, tracing his member through the towel.
"Impatient, aren't we?" Axel replied breathily, breaking away from this kiss. Roxas was unrepentant.
"We've waited long enough, I think," Roxas decided before kissing a slow path down Axel's jaw and neck. "And you look good enough to eat…"
Axel dragged his nails up Roxas' back before entwining them in his hair as he continued moving lower. "So do you…"
Roxas grinned. "You're already undressed," he pointed out.
"No fair."
Roxas paused, sitting up to pull his shirt over his head. "Better?" he smirked.
"A little."
"So impatient," Roxas chided, before continuing to kiss and bite down Axel's chest and abdomen. "I'll have to teach you a lesson about patience…"
Without further ado, Roxas pulled the towel away from Axel's midsection and took his member into his mouth. Axel's hips bucked on reflex as he cried out in shock. "Roxas," he groaned, as said Nobody swirled his tongue around the head before taking as much as he could into his mouth. "What happened to…patience?" he gasped, re-entwining his hands in Roxas' hair.
Roxas pulled away for a half second. "Good things come to those who wait," he replied before resuming his ministrations.
"This seems…like a win-win s-situation," Axel forced out, trying to understand Roxas' logic.
Roxas raised an eyebrow and stopped again. "By patiently waiting to get in my pants, you are rewarded. Is that a problem?" Axel vigorously shook his head.
"Good, now that we're up to speed…" Roxas leaned down to continue, but was abruptly flipped onto his back on the table.
"My dear Roxy," Axel said huskily as he straddled Roxas, "whoever said I would comply with your little plan?" he asked, his eyes gleaming. "As sexy as these pants are…" Axel said, already unbuttoning them, "I'd much prefer you without them," he said as he pulled them off completely. He then slowly ran a finger over Roxas' boxer-clad member. Roxas' eyes widened as he searched for somewhere to put his hands; he settled for laying them flat on the table while Axel removed his boxers before gripping him firmly in his hand.
Roxas groaned, blushing heavily. Axel grinned. "Nervous?" he said, slowly moving his hand up and down while the other traced patterns on Roxas' inner thighs.
"H-hardly," Roxas ground out; Axel moved his hand faster, and Roxas reached up to bring Axel down for a kiss. Their tongues battled for dominance while Axel continued to tease Roxas mercilessly, alternatively moving his hand quickly and slowly.
"A-Axel…" Roxas moaned, frustrated. "S-stop b—"
"Stop?" Axel said, raising an eyebrow. Roxas almost shot off the table when Axel's hand started to leave him.
"No! Stop being such a—" whatever he was going to say turned into a groan when Axel's mouth closed over him. Roxas, who was already in overload, didn't last long before his entire body tensed; his eyes rolled back as he groaned out Axel's name in orgasm.
Axel swallowed everything; he sat up and licked his lips, leering at Roxas below him. Roxas panted, sitting up on his elbows.
"A-Axel…" he gasped, reaching up to wrap his arms around Axel's shoulders, holding him tightly.
Axel's hands snaked around Roxas' waist, returning the embrace. "Nervous?" he whispered sincerely.
Roxas nodded an infinitesimal amount against Axel's neck.
"Don't worry, I'll be gentle," Axel said reassuringly as he laid them down on the table. He wet his fingers and tentatively brought them to Roxas' entrance, preparing him for the coming intrusion. Axel made soothing sounds, trying to get Roxas to calm down.
"Relax," he whispered, kissing him softly.
"I'm trying," Roxas replied. Axel kissed his neck as he pushed in slowly. Roxas' breath hitched, and Axel stopped to allow Roxas to get comfortable. Roxas raised his hips. "Keep going, it's fine," he said, his voice cracking.
Axel didn't want to draw out his pain, so he quickly pushed into Roxas completely. Roxas gasped at the new intrusion and sensations. Axel did his best to keep still, waiting for Roxas to give him the go ahead.
"You alright, Rox?" Axel said, tracing his thumb over the tears that unknowingly trailed down Roxas' cheek.
"Never better," he replied, tentatively moving his hips. Axel made an appreciate noise, unable to control himself. Roxas grinned. "You sound alright," he commented, winking.
Axel smirked. "I'm ready to work my magic when you are," he challenged.
"Do you worst," Roxas said, bringing his hips up again. Axel leaned down to kiss him again; the two soon fell into an easy rhythm, moving together with a seemingly practiced ease. Axel lowered a hand to stroke Roxas in time with his thrusts; Roxas moaned as he tried to keep pace with Axel's increasing speed.
Axel felt his release nearing. "R-Rox…" he groaned, before he was cut off by a kiss. Axel moaned into Roxas mouth, his release overtaking him. Roxas saw stars as the two climaxed together. They collapsed onto the table, panting.
After a moment, Axel rolled to the side of Roxas, gathering him against his chest. "Roxas…" he whispered, kissing his forehead.
Roxas smiled up at Axel. "I think this might be considered sexual harassment."
Axel chuckled. "I guess we'll have to wait until you're off the clock for round two?"
Roxas grinned. "I didn't say that," he replied, before leaning up for a kiss.
-((End!))-
Excellent! I greatly enjoyed writing that; it's interesting for me to notice differences between Soriku and AkuRoku. I'm sorry this took so long!
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