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.
Roxas slept soundly beside me, though it concerned me the way it always did at the way he always looked so afraid in his sleep. What could he possibly be worried about when he was sleeping? I didn't know much about his childhood apart from his mom dying and the fact that he never used to talk to his dad… but he never seemed to be bothered by it. I heart a loud thump and a loud string of profanities from my brother across the hallway in Cloud's room.
My blonde angel stirred, looking up at me with tired eyes. "Reno… fell out of Dad's bed again…?" he spoke in a groggy, cracked voice.
"I don't think he fell. From the words he's using… he was pushed."
"He would piss my dad off that much…"
"Well, rise and shine, sleeping beauty. Reno is the crowing cock that woke you up. I'm the one that put you to sleep…" I grinned at my sexual innuendo, only to be thrown to the floor in the same manner as my brother. "Ow! Shit, Roxas, what the fuck did you fucking do that for? Seriously, what the hell?" I had a cursing tantrum as I recovered from my fall.
"Oy!" Reno's voice called from the other side of the door. "Don't swear, baby brother!"
"I'll fucking swear all I fucking like, thank you very fucking much!" I snapped back. Whoops…
There was a pause. "We're going home. Come on," my brother hissed. I knew he hated when I cursed, because when I did I reminded him of our father, who used to always accompany his swears with a severe beating. Knowing that I was the one in the wrong, I didn't argue.
"Sorry, Roxas. Later…" I slipped on my shoes and coat before leaving.
The next morning I woke up from a nightmare that I couldn't remember, just that Roxas and a silver-haired guy were in it… the silverette had burnt gold eyes that were full of pure evil…
I couldn't shake off the foreboding feeling that was creeping up my spine. The doorbell suddenly rang and I jumped at the sound. There had been a doorbell ringing in my dream too… then Cloud showed up…
"Hey there, birthday boy!" my brother cheerfully said. "Where's your little pipsqueak?"
He meant Roxas… he said the same thing in that dream… I shot out of my chair and ran to the door, where Cloud and Reno were talking. "Cloud!"
Cloud looked at me in surprise. "Oh! Good morning, Axel."
"Where's Roxas?"
"At home with an old neighbor from where we used to live when Roxas first moved in with me. You'll see him in a little while, don't worry."
"Cloud—Roxas might be in danger!"
"What? That's crazy!" Reno chuckled. "It's not like he's never been alone with the guy."
'Guy…'
"I'm serious! We need to go make sure he's okay! I have a really bad feeling that something is wrong! Cloud, Reno, you have to believe me! I had a nightmare last night—"
My brother cut me off. "And it made you paranoid. Oh, and it's not normal to be dreaming about Roxas like that, bro."
"Please! I'm worried that we might be too late to help him!" I knew I was crying, but I didn't care. "If I'm wrong you can lock me in the nuthouse, but at least give me the benefit of the doubt! I need to see him and make sure he's okay!"
"Fine, fine!" Reno sighed.
"Reno, he might have a point… now I'm a bit worried as well…"
"Don't let him get to you, Cloud. He's being an idiot."
I glared at him. "I know you don't like Roxas, but I'm not letting your ignorance put him in danger!"
We got into the car and got to Cloud's house quickly.
"Cloud, listen… you can't just call him. In my dream… he'll be in the living room… Don't say anything until you're certain he's there and safe, okay?"
He nodded, and I could tell he was genuinely worried about his son now. Cloud looked at my brother. "Stay behind just in case, okay?" he said softly.
Cloud slowly approached the living room and my stomach lurched at the sounds that I had heard in my dream. The voices became clearer and I almost cried at the familiar dialogue.
-"We'll just have to see if you can stretch…"- HE said.
-"No!"- Roxas shrieked, and if I recalled correctly, a ball gag was shoved into his mouth. The muffled sounds of Roxas protesting around the gag confirmed it.
The mental image of that man sliding Roxas a sex toy was vivid in my mind. -"You're going to practice with this first… and I'll watch you. Go ahead, Roxas… fuck yourself with it."-
There was a pause as I held a startled and nearly-sobbing Cloud back.
-"Put on a good show for me, Roxas… I want something pretty to jerk off to…"-
This was where I had woken up, so what was happening now was a mystery.
-"Roxas. Do it. NOW."-
The buckle of what I assumed was the gag was undone and a weak voice spoke. -"I have someone who ACTUALLY loves me. I'm not touching that."-
HIS voice came out in a low growl. -"You really think I'll let you get away with that?"-
After a moment when Roxas didn't respond, I released Cloud and gave him a nervous glance that told him that I no longer knew what was going on in there. He scowled in the direction of the living room.
Cloud roared in reply to HIS last question. "I'm sure as hell not letting you get away with molesting my son!"
I rushed to my love's side. I had been right… though I really wished I hadn't been. "Roxas! Roxas, are you alright? Who the fuck are you?" I scowled at HIM.
He laughed evilly as he buttoned his pants. "My name… is Xemnas. And that—" he motioned to Roxas like he was an object, which infuriated me, "—is mine."
My brother knew it was time to act, and he knocked Xemnas to the carpet, binding his hands. Cloud glared at the silverette.
"You're going to pay for this, Xemnas. I don't know how many times you've gotten away with it before… but that ends today. You will NEVER hurt my son again. Axel, take Roxas upstairs…" he gazed at Roxas, his eyes full of hurt as he internally took the blame for not being able to stop this sooner.
Roxas looked back at him and cried. "D-dad… It's… it's my fault… not yours… I'm… I'm sorry, Dad…"
Xemnas smirked, looking up at Roxas' father. "No, no… by all means, Cloud… blame yourself for never noticing when your son came home limping or covered in cuts and bruises… not seeing his rope-burned wrists, never spotting his hair and clothes looking out of place whenever he came home…"
Each word visibly stung Cloud, and he looked to be on the verge of tears when my brother lightly hugged his shoulders. "Cloud, don't listen to him…"
"Please allow me to finish… you always said that Roxas was your everything, that he meant more to you than life itself… but you didn't care enough to see that he was being molested and defiled right under your nose," he turned to smile at Roxas with fake sympathy. "I suppose that means that life and everything didn't mean all that much to your dad, Roxas… That's why I had to take care of a beautiful boy who had nothing… not even the love of his father. I loved you more than he did, and you wanted every scrap of attention you could get from me…"
I boiled with raw fury. "Shut up! What you did to Roxas WASN'T showing him love! I care more about Roxas than anyone else in the world could and I make sure to prove it to him every day! Even if I just speak to him or smile at him, I'm showing him that I'm there when he needs me because I love him!"
I didn't care that I had just confessed to being in love with my 'nephew' to my brother and his father, all that mattered was telling this son-of-a-bitch off.
"But regardless of what you think it means to love somebody, I can tell you right now that you're absolutely wrong! Cloud, don't listen to a fucking word of what he has to say! Come on, Roxas."
I wordlessly brought him upstairs and washed him in the tub, revering just how in love with him I was. I kissed his forehead. "I love you, Roxas."
His reply was almost too quiet to hear. "You yelled that you loved me in front of my dad and your brother…"
"We can talk our way out of it later. All that matters now is that you're safe…" I decided with caution to ask the one question pegging my mind. "Roxas… how long has he been doing those things to you?"
He hesitated before he told me. "Since I was little… I think it started when I was five… it started with him offering to watch me when Dad was at work… and after about a month with him as my babysitter… he said he loved me… and everything grew from there… I haven't seen him since about two weeks before my eighth birthday… because the last day I saw him me and Dad moved here."
"Roxas…" in realization, I kissed him softly. "That was the real reason you didn't want to get physical with me… isn't it?"
"I didn't know why at first… I was just scared. I had almost completely forgotten about him until today… He wasn't the reason why I was hesitant with you… it was because no one had ever actually loved me before… I was afraid I would be a bad lover and you would abandon me or something…"
"You know I could never abandon you, my love…"
Roxas leaned into my touch. "I know that now… because we're really in love… and you would never hurt me… right?"
"That's exactly right, baby. I love you so much that it hurts sometimes," I helped him get dressed before gazing at him. "I'm sorry I wasn't here to protect you…"
"Don't worry… you saved me in the end… so you're still my knight in shining armor… coming to my rescue on a little yellow seahorse…"
I couldn't suppress a laugh at that one. "Part of me wonders just how frustrating it would be to try and get that armor off when my damsel in distress tries to repay his knight…"
"No more frustrating than those ridiculously complicated belts you simply love to wear. Armor would be a piece of cake compared to those things."
I decided to return his teasing comment. "Yes, because I only wear a belt to see you pissed off when you try and get it off. It has absolutely nothing to do with the fact that I don't want anyone but you to see what I keep hidden in these pants."
"You aren't very good at hiding, are you? I see something every time… or maybe there's just too much to cover up…"
I loved when he talked like that…
"But then again… I don't like seeing you so… constricted…" he murmured as I was pulled down on top of him in his bed. "Maybe hiding… isn't a good idea when you're hard like this…" he paused as I made a noise of sexual frustration. "You would be so much more… comfortable... if you simply set it free… I do love being able to see you so turned on around me, Axel…" the way he said my name was like a dirty sound in itself, but then he started to actually MAKE dirty sounds, moaning and whispering those words I loved to hear him say. "Oh, Axel… harder… faster… so good…" I squirmed, my pants growing VERY uncomfortable at this point. My arousal was throbbing with want.
I groaned at my lustful need for release. Roxas laughed quietly.
"Do you have something to say?"
Breathless, I tried to get my point across without jumping his bones right then and there. "…fuck…you…"
He gasped in fake shock. "That was rude."
I hissed as his knee grazed my arousal. "N-no… I meant… I want… to fuck you…" That was it. Just saying it had sent me over the edge. I passionately attacked his neck and relished in his cry of my name while my fingers ran down towards his own arousal, but the second my hands reached it, Roxas shrieked and moved to the corner of the bed that was farthest away from me.
I looked at him, worried. "Roxas? Are you okay?"
His head indicated a firm 'no'.
Suddenly, I understood, and I felt emotions pooling in my stomach, not all of them positive. "Oh, shit… I'm sorry, Roxas, I didn't realize… that guy… him… he touched you there, didn't he?"
When he nodded and started to sob, I embraced him lovingly in an attempt to comfort him.
"Shh… It's alright… I'm here… I love you… I love you, Roxas… shh…" I muttered.
I heard a police siren and glanced out the window to see Xemnas—in handcuffs—being led to a police car.
I started mumbling to myself. "They're taking him away. Good riddance… hurting my Roxas like that… He's got some nerve…"
Roxas smiled, laughing softly as the last of his tears were wiped away by his sleeve. "You're the jealous type, I take it."
"Only over you, baby. You're mine…" my voice mimicked a child that was hugging a toy. "Mine-mine-mine-mine-miiiine…"
His laughter had escalated when I squeezed him and rocked him in an attempt to shake him. "Axel! You're smooshing me!"
"But you're miiiiineee…" I argued in the same childish voice. "I have no choice but to smoosh you…"
He clicked his tongue impatiently. "You can always NOT smoosh me!"
I couldn't help but smirk as I squished him. "But then I'd have no one to squeeze… And where would the fun in life be if there was no one to squeeze?"
We laughed together for awhile, and even with everything that had happened over the past few hours, I was grateful that I could still see Roxas laughing with me, unbeknownst to what Reno was about to tell me…
*in shock* I can't believe I used the word 'SMOOSH'! THREE TIMES!