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Chapter Ten
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"Not gonna happen," Roxas shut Luxord down before he could even open his mouth. Every day for two weeks, the older bleach-blond man had been hitting on him, and every day for two weeks Roxas had been turning him down.
"C'mon, blondie… You and me, we could have a hell of a time together."
Suddenly Axel was stepping in between them, "Are we going to have a problem? 'Cause I'm pretty sure I'm gonna be sucking your cock today, and well… I can only picture what these pearly whites of mine could do to you," he drawled, snapping his teeth together a couple times.
Roxas cracked up immediately at the look on the Dom's face as he backed up and walked away, "Holy… fucking… shit…"
"It's nice to hear you laughing again," Axel smiled, reaching past him to grab a cup of coffee.
"Damn it, Axel, that was hilarious…" the blond continued to laugh, finally starting to feel halfway normal again.
Axel just shrugged, "It's all I can do not to just punch him in his smug face, but at least I have somewhat of an upper hand on him…"
"So… today is your first official scene with him, right? You've been mostly with Demyx so far?"
"Yeah… and acting like you suck at sex is a lot more difficult than I thought! It's so weird to play some pathetic submissive…"
Roxas shifted uncomfortably, "Uhm…"
"Oh, no! Roxas, I didn't mean it like that… I just meant that my character in particular is entirely pathetic, not that all subs are…" Axel quickly rescinded on his last statement, recalling that the blond had a very submissive personality.
"I know…" he mumbled, toying with his own cup of coffee. It seemed like he was attached to the coffee machine lately, but… he also hadn't been sleeping well lately either. "Hey, I'm running to Chipotle for Xigbar and I was gonna pick something up for myself. Want anything?"
Axel grinned, "Hell yeah! Let me write down my order for you and grab some cash out of my dressing room."
Roxas watched him walk away, his skin crawling when a gravelly, seductive voice hit his ears again, "So… Chipotle, huh? I could go for some…"
"Did you not hear what Axel just said to you, Luxord?"
"He'd never pull anything that stupid. Hell, I could snap his neck without even trying. You really think he'd try to fuck with me?"
Roxas rolled his eyes, pulling out his phone, "Just put your order in the notepad…"
"Come out and have a smoke with me while we're still on break," he countered, blocking Roxas into the corner by the coffee maker.
"Or… or… You could give me your order and go the fuck away," Roxas held out his phone, trying to ignore the awful smell of his cologne. He wore wayyy too much of it, and it did not smell good.
The older man suddenly snarled, "How about you come outside with me and I won't go way too hard on Axel today. We're gonna be working with plenty of dangerous toys today that, when used wrong, could really hurt him. Of course, if you'd spend a little time with me… maybe come out on a date… maybe then I could go easy on him and not send him home with welts and bruises every day."
"Xigbar would never let you hurt him like that… he's the most valuable actor here," Roxas tried to call his bluff, but this guy had a stone-cold poker face.
Luxord just smirked, "Axel would never let on how much it hurt. That's the kind of guy he is… too macho for his own good. Nobody would ever know but us."
Roxas couldn't believe what he was hearing. Was he really about to be blackmailed into a date with this guy? "I've told you a million times, I have a boyfriend…"
"No you don't. Larxene heard you tell Axel that he broke up with you a couple weeks ago. You have no idea how fast rumors travel around here. You're available, you're cute, and you're going on a date with me or I'm going to torture your best friend."
"Fine…" the younger blond mumbled, "One date. And one cigarette. Then you leave him the fuck alone."
The elder grinned, "Sure, sure… C'mon."
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Axel returned to the studio with his cash and a little post-it note with his order, but he couldn't find the kid. Had he left already? …No, Roxas wouldn't forget about him.
"Xion, have you seen Roxas?"
The black-haired girl glanced up at him, "What the hell do I look like, a babysitter?"
"Ugh… Hey! Dem! Have you seen Roxas?"
The actor just stared at him.
"…The intern?"
"Oh! Him! Yeah, he went outside with Luxord a couple minutes ago."
Axel sprinted for the door, wearing nothing but his robe, finding the two blonds outside smoking. "Roxas… you okay?"
"I'm fine, Axel…" he mumbled, "Gimme your order, I'm gonna go soon."
Roxas yelped as he was pulled away from the other man, "Roxas, what the fuck are you doing out here with him?"
"He wore me down, Axel… if this is what it takes to get him off my case every day, then… whatever. It's harmless."
The redhead growled a little, "He is not harmless… Roxas, did he threaten you? Because I swear—"
"No, Axe… he didn't threaten me. Now go back inside, you're damned near naked!" the younger man shooed him away, grabbing the money and paper out of his hand first.
Axel walked back inside, shocked and confused. Something was going on… Roxas never would willingly hang out with Luxord. He'd have to figure it out… before Luxord did even more damage to the poor kid's heart.
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"You look like we're heading to a funeral. Lighten up," Luxord's voice startled Roxas out of his funk.
"You know very well that I don't want to be here," he mumbled, staring out the window of Luxord's white BMW. "Where the fuck are we going anyways?"
The older man chuckled, "My favorite casino, Fair Game. It's got a nice restaurant and then we can unwind and play some cards."
"I don't gamble… I'm not exactly loaded with cash," Roxas huffed.
"Well I don't expect you to put any money into it, dumbass. I've got us covered. Just try to have some fun… I think you'll like it more than you expect."
When they got to the casino, Roxas was immediately overwhelmed by the sights and sounds. It was roaring with activity… and the younger was not used to such big crowds.
"Heyyy, Luxord! I was wondering when we'd see your sorry ass here again! …Ooh, who's the kid?" a creepy blue-haired man with a X-shaped scar between his eyes approached them, throwing an arm around Luxord's shoulders.
"My date," Luxord boasted, "Name's Roxas."
The other man studied him, "Is this kid old enough to be in here?"
"I'm 22, asshole…" Roxas sneered up at him.
"Wow. Charming. I'm Saix, by the way."
"I don't care," the short blond told him blatantly, his eyes searching around the huge lobby for the restaurant. "I'm hungry… let's go eat."
Luxord just laughed, "All right, you heard 'im, Saix. I guess we'll be going now."
"I'll see you around, man," Saix gave Roxas one last glance before shaking his head and walking away, "Damned uptight kid…"
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"I'm not drinking that, Luxord," Roxas stared at the heavily alcoholic drink that had been placed in front of him.
"Yes… yes you are. You need to loosen up before I drop you in the middle of the highway and leave you there."
Roxas growled, "I don't want to drink tonight."
"Well tough shit. …Or do you want me to beat the hell out of Axel on Monday?"
Immediately regretting it, Roxas downed the drink in three big gulps. His head started to feel funny right away… he didn't drink much, so his tolerance was pretty crappy.
"Feel better?"
"No."
Luxord waved the bartender over, "Two more please."
"Stop doing that!" Roxas grabbed his arm, "I'm not drinking any more!"
"They're already ordered, which means I'm paying for them. So you're going to drink."
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"Whoo! Winner again!" Roxas threw his fist in the air, nearly falling out of his seat.
"Whoa there, bud… you're gonna crack your head open on the floor," Luxord situated the small man back into his seat, watching as he won round after round of blackjack. "Damn… you're gonna walk out of here with enough money to pay me back and buy a small island…"
Apparently when Roxas was drunk, he was really good at gambling. Who knew? "I'm done… I wanna be quit…"
"I've got one more game for you, Rox…" Luxord told him, locking eyes with the blond, "But we can't do it here."
"Well let's go! I'm on a rolllll…" he overenunciated the "l", spinning in the barstool and standing up.
Luxord threw an arm around him to keep the kid on his feet, leading him over to the front lounge, "I'm going to go cash out these chips… I'm taking back what I spent on you, but you can have everything you actually won. …Stay here."
"Winner, winner!" Roxas giggled like a little kid, sitting down on a bench. "Come back soonly, okay?"
"Promise," the older man told him, walking up to the counter. He was a bit surprised at how a few drinks had this kid acting like a totally different person, but… he planned on using that to his advantage.
When he approached Roxas again, he was wearing a clever grin, "Ready to go play our last game?"
"Mmmmmhm!" Roxas chirped, lifting himself to his feet clumsily. "Where we goin'?"
Luxord didn't answer, just ushered the boy into his car and started driving to his apartment. He was going to get the one thing Axel never would… one way or another.
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A/N: Roxas, noooooo… Don't go to strange places with douchebags!
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