Summ.
Axel didn't care that his older brother was dating a guy. Until he fell in love with the boyfriend's son. They're engaged to be married, but will the young lovers stand up for their relationship? I mean it's not REALLY incest!

It is written in first person, chapters switching viewpoints from Axel to Roxas. Axel for odd numbered chapters, Roxas for even numbered chapters.

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As I ascended the stairs, I actually felt my heart racing. For some reason… I think I was excited to go see him. I took a deep breath before opening the door and walking into the room, closing the door behind me. His room had the same random assortment of untouched articles, only his room was far neater than mine. He was lying on his stomach on his bed, arms crossed on his pillow and face buried in them. I slowly moved to sit on the edge of the bed, making sure it didn't shift noticeably under my weight. I looked down at him. Roxas' honey-blond hair was possibly the softest-looking thing I had ever laid eyes on. Cautiously, I watched his breathing to ensure he was asleep before reaching out a hand to touch the golden spikes.

And I remember perfectly just how incredible his hair felt under my fingers that first time. I felt a tightening sensation in my lower abdomen, it was more luxurious than fur and silk and velvet put together. I felt a groan rumble from the back of my throat. The feel of his hair on my skin was incredibly arousing.

It sounds funny, looking back on it now, but I think that was one of the first times I was ever turned on, apart from the involuntary, unnoticed erections obtained throughout the beginnings of puberty. No, this was entirely different. It was the single most arousal-worthy thing I had ever seen or felt.

"Having fun?"

I looked down at him. He had turned his head to face me, and it was apparent that he had been awake the entire time. Embarrassed, I smiled weakly. "Actually, I was until you ruined it," I teased.

"Ah, I'm sorry for killing your buzz by commenting on your feeling up my hair."

His voice was beautiful. I hadn't heard it until now, and it was adorable… it wasn't too deep and grown-up, but not too squeaky and childish. The way he spoke was smooth and like music to my ears. "I may as well forgive you, then."

He giggled under his breath. "I'm glad. You're Reno's brother, right?"

I blinked. "Y-yeah. My name's Axel. Axel Corre."

"Axel…" he said my name experimentally, as if testing out how it felt to use it. "I'm Roxas Strife. But you probably knew that already."

How could I not? I was completely spellbound, lapping up every detail I could about him. "Yeah, but it's nice to hear it from you yourself."

"Hm…" he smiled at me. It was a small-yet-warm smile that made my breath catch in my throat. "Yeah. I guess it is."

I moved closer to his face instinctively. I didn't know it, but I wanted him. I wanted to feel the heat of his small body against my own. I wanted to claim him and make sure he always knew he was mine. What surprised me was that he sat up so he was beside me, hand reaching up and running through my hair. "Having fun?" I mocked.

"I am, actually… I let you touch, so I get to do the same," he continued to comb through my spikes with his fingers, moving himself to sit sideways on my lap, head lying on my shoulder as he continued to stroke my long hair.

My breathing was getting hot, and I wasn't sure what he was trying to do by initiating all this physical contact. This was the boy that had refused to shake my brother's hand, and now he was hanging all over me as he intimately played with my hair. I was growing increasingly aroused, so I slowly wrapped my arms around his waist, pulling him tightly against my body and causing a delighted moan to escape his mouth.

What the hell was going on? I had no idea, and at the time I could have cared less. Roxas had made an unbearably delicious sound and I wanted more noises to come out of those pale pink lips. I groaned, eliciting a gasp from Roxas' mouth.

I had never touched anyone like this before. Actually, I had almost never touched anyone period. I was not one for human contact. But this was incredible. Was all touching this good? No. It must just be Roxas. Roxas was the one that it felt good to touch. He was the only one. He was incredibly sensual and vocal. I wanted nothing less than all of him.

But almost as abruptly as it had started, he pulled away, getting off of my lap and walking over to the door, where he pressed his forehead to the wood and closed his eyes, sighing sadly.

"Roxas…?" I stood and walked over to him, putting my hands gently on his hips. "What's wrong?"

"That… I don't know what just happened…"

"Neither do I… Are you upset?"

He shook his head slowly. "I don't know what that was… but I do know that… it felt good…"

"Yeah. It did feel good."

"…should it?" he asked in a whisper.

I didn't have an answer to that. I never thought of one. That question still confuses me to this day. "Roxas… even if it shouldn't… it did… and that's what's important, right?"

Roxas turned around to face me, looking up at me with those oh-so-blue eyes of his that I adored. "You think?"

"I'm not certain, but that's my opinion."

He nodded, and fisted his hands in my shirt as I pulled him closer and into an embrace. "Axel…"

I've always loved the way he said my name.

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