This story is for Leven the Valkyrie. A two shot. By the way guys, if you want a one or two short written by me, just ask haha. No I will not charge like some people. I do it for free but be patient with me please and be prepared to supply a lot of detail, like a mini summary, so I can get it close to how you want it (if I can) anyway enjoy the first part.

"Axel mmm yes." Roxas moaned, his lids shut, mouth open, panting, his hands tangled in flaming red head as his legs jerk and twitch around the head and shoulders of the man who was between them. His chest raised and fell with his moans of pleasure, sweat clinging to his skin as the room filled with the musk of their activities.

"Don't stop!" Roxas cried, throwing his head back against the pillows as he felt the mouth around his length suck him like he had never been sucked before.

Green narrow eyes glanced up at the blond flushed in pleasure. A smirk pulled on Axel's face as he watched Roxas wither from his tongue. The redhead bobbed his head faster as he slipped his fingers into the blond's awaiting entrance. Heat warmed Axel's cold fingers, causing Roxas to shiver and thrust his hips. Axel chuckled and moved his fingers, wiggling them around in a teasing way.

"Axel!" Roxas cried out as he felt himself release his feelings into the awaiting mouth.

"Not again." Roxas groaned as he glared at the ceiling of his room, sweat covering his body from the summer heat. His boxers soaked and sticky from his wet dream about the man who works for his mother in her bakery. His heart still pounded from the dream he had while his bangs stuck to his forehead.

With a sigh in irritation, Roxas threw his sheets off of him and got up. He hated the way his boxers felt as he stood up. Wet, uncomfortable, and clingy. The blond took off the rest of his sheets and put them in his laundry basket before grabbing some clean clothes. He peeked his head out of his room, looked both ways and when he deemed it safe enough, snuck into the bathroom across the hall.

There he cleaned up and got dressed in an overly sized white shirt with a picture on the front, that went past his butt, and black basketball shorts that went to his knees. He of course emptied his bladder along with brushing his teeth too. He picked up is filthy clothes, ran back to his room, and put them into the basket. The next thing he did was put the laundry to wash.

"Roxas." A sweet voice called from the living room, three rooms away.

"Coming." He called and hurried to go see what his mother wanted.

"Roxas, I have a favor." His mother said looking at him with her hands placed together, up in the air with her head bowed.

Roxas raised an eyebrow, never before seen his mother look so strange. "Um, yeah?"

"You remember Axel?" She asked as she stood normally with her head tilted to the side. It made her look younger than she actually was. Her bright green eyes, wrinkle free, as her short blond hair was slicked back.

"Yeah?" He asked not quite sure where she was going with this.

"You see, he needs a place to stay while on summer break from college. And your father has taken to him as I have and." She said while a smile that told he had no choice with whatever they had planned.

"Mom?" Roxas asked feeling a little uneasy.

"We have decided that Axel will be staying with us and share your room until school starts again." A deep rugged voice with a British accent finished for Roxas' mother.

The blond turned to the right to see his father standing behind the couch, his crystal eyes looking to Roxas with truth. His hair was a lighter shade of blond and was cut close to his head, matching his goatee.

Roxas was taken aback by the sudden announcement. "W-what?" His jaw hung open and his eyes widen in disbelief.

'They've got to be joking. Axel in my house and in my room. For two months!' The blond thought close to fainting. What a turn of events. Never in his wildest dreams did he think Axel would ever come close to even stepping a foot into his room let alone be his room mate. The man was in college for Pete's sake. And Roxas was only a nerdy-geeky senior. He being seventeen and four years Axel's junior.

'Axel.'

"-need you to..Roxas!" His mother snapped at her dazed son.

"Wha? Huh?" Roxas stared at his mother in confusion. "Did you say something?"

The women narrowed her eyes but didn't say anything about it. She rolled her eyes and put her hands on her hips. "I said we need you to clean your room up good and push your bed against the far wall under the window."

"Why?" Roxas asked perplexed to why he needed to move his bed. He understood having to clean his room up. He didn't want Axel to think he was a lazy teen as well.

"To make more room." His mother groaned and walked out of the living room. Whatever strange and polite demeanor she had earlier had vanished.

"Hop to it." His father said as he pointed toward the hallway.

Roxas grumbled from being ordered around but he couldn't help feel excited and anxiety course through his veins.

He saunter back to his room and stood at the door way, looking at his room. It wasn't too messy, a few mangas here and there, video games, books, and plushies on the floor of his bed. An empty box of cheez-its, two empty strawberry flavored Ramune bottles sticking out from under his bed. That was really the only mess he saw.

Looking to his right at the book shelf that held even more manga and books, held his action figures, still in their boxes, kept safe from anyone who dare to touch them. Beside that was his tv and stand where his game systems and game collection where kept. Gazing at his walls, he saw nothing but anime/manga, and game posters and scrolls. This was his room.

"Haven't you already changed your bedding three times this week?" Roxas jumped from having his father scare him. "Having nightmares?" He asked with a knowing tone.

Roxas looked over his shoulder, seeing the knowing smirk on his father's face. "Can't I just like to sleep in fresh sheets?"

The man chortled and shook his head. "You better hope those dreams don't come when Axel is around. Can you picture the embarrassment?" Roxas father, Luxord, laughed and walked away.

"Father!" Roxas groaned as his cheeks turned pink from both embarrassment and anger. 'Damn it, why can't they be normal parents and not pretend to be buddy buddy?'

Roxas huffed and got to work cleaning his room, showing special care to his games and manga rather than his normal books. Once he was done, he shoved his queen sized bed to the wall by the window like he was instructed to do. He didn't even get any help from his parents as he grunted and used his body weight to move the large thing.

"Damn it all." He mumbled remembering he had to put sheets on it. He walked to his closet and took out plan black sheets, covered his bed, and then put one of his anime themed blankets on top, completely forgetting that Axel would see it. He carefully placed his plushies all over his pillows before he laid down, exhausted.

Roxas didn't even realize he had fallen asleep when he opened his eyes and read the clock by the tv. "It's only three." He groaned and rolled out of bed, his stomach growling at him, demanding food.

He roamed down the hall and entered the kitchen, spying a note on the refrigerator. He read it and banged his head against the door. "Why?!" He whined.

Roxas, clean the house. I'll be back with Axel after work and your father will come home from work with food. -mom :p

"Damn it, he's more trouble than he's worth." Roxas grumbled and skipped on eating to get the house chores done. He even went back to finish his laundry.

By the time he was done, Roxas lay face down in the middle of the living room with a note on his back that read, 'I have died, please bury me with my stuff and food.' He was completely worn out.

"Welcome to our home, Axel." Roxas' mother, Larxene said, opening the front door to the mini hall before the living room on the left and kitchen on the right.

"Thank you for having me." Axel said. His voice perked Roxas' ears as if he were a Neko or inu. "You really have no clue how much I appreciate this."

"You're a hard worker and I know that money goes to your education. I just can't believe they kicked everyone out of the dorms like that." Larxene said leading Axel into the living room, not noticing her son yet.

Axel chuckled and it sent a shiver through Roxas' body. "They need to do construction or some shit like that. But again, thank you. There was no way I'd be able to fly home with out the risk of losing my job and half the money I'm saving."

"You wouldn't have lost your job." Larxene said sweetly. Though Roxas and she knew he would have.

"Haha you're too...kind." Axel paused and glanced down at the body in the middle of the living room.

"What?" Larxene asked her tall employee. She followed his gaze and rolled her eyes. "Roxas, get up."

The blond didn't move, he lay there pretending to be dead even when his mother lightly kicked his hip. In a second he heard Axel laughing, felt the note picked off his back and then more laughing. Roxas felt his cheeks burn but he didn't dare turn around.

"What's so funny?" Luxord asked, closing the front door behind him and walking to the two standing adults. He peeks over at the note and chuckled. "I'm afraid we can't bury you with food or your stuff son. But we can sell them to pay for your funeral."

"Like hell you will." Roxas flipped over and glared at his father who just grinned at him.

"There, not dead at all. Now then, let's eat." He said walking into the kitchen with the three boxes of pizza he had in his hands.

"Roxas, show Axel to your room." Larxene said with a hidden edge to it. She was obviously embarrassed by her son's behavior but acted like she wasn't. "And don't be rude." She said as an after thought, following her husband to the kitchen.

Roxas sighed and sat up. He tried to ignore the way Axel was staring at him, amusement in his bright emerald eyes. "Make you clean the whole house as soon as you got up?"

"How'd you know?" Roxas looked up and took the offered hand, standing up with curiosity in his eyes.

"What parent doesn't force their children to do house work when someone they don't want to look bad in front of comes over?"

"You have a point." Roxas laughed and motioned with his head for Axel to follow him. Though he looked calm and collected on the outside, he was screaming and blushing on the inside.

"So truth, when you found out you have to share a room with someone you only, what, met once; how did you react?" Axel asked the blond while dragging two duffle bags and a mini suitcase behind him.

"Honestly, I don't know. I was more annoyed with having to clean." And it was the truth. He was distracted as to why he was cleaning in the first place. "I guess nervous too."

Axel raised a brow. "Nervous?"

Roxas nodded and stopped at his door. "I've never shared a room before. Not even when my friends are over. We usually bunk in the living room."

"Ah." Axel nodded in understanding, thinking of how he would feel if he had to share his personal bubble with a stranger.

Roxas took a deep breath before opening the door to his nerd-geek cave. He stepped aside, let Axel enter and with that first step Roxas felt his heart do a flip. Axel was in his room now and would be sleeping there with him. 'Please don't let me having anymore unwanted dreams. Please don't let me call him out in my sleep!'

Axel whistled as he looked around. He's never seen someone with a room like this. Usually there were sports posters or naked girls on the wall. Video games and the book shelf normal, but the shelf held Japanese comics rather than the ones he actually knew about. The action figures, anyone would have them if they bother to buy anything. To him Roxas was just a normal teen with different interests. But then he looked at the bed and all the dolls on it. "Um."

Roxas gulped with baited breath. He mentally face palmed because he knew Axel was probably questioning himself on what to say about his room. 'Why didn't I hide them in the closest? So stupid.'

"Nice room." Axel finally said, putting his stuff against the closet door.

"Yes I'm a loser!" Roxas exclaimed thinking Axel said something else. "Wait, what?"

Axel shook his head and ruffled Roxas' blond spikes. "You're not a loser." He chuckled and left the room.

Roxas felt his heart bang against his chest as his face heated up. He knew there was no way he'd be able to survive with Axel living here.

That night, after having dinner and again, being the one to clean up, Roxas crawled to his room, literally going on all fours and scurrying away when Axel's back was turned. He crawled over to his game system, grabbed a controller, and crawled onto his bed, lay on his stomach at an annoying angle now that his bed didn't aline with his tv.

Knock knock

Roxas glance to his right and saw Axel at the door way. "Whatcha playing?" He asked, walked over and stood awkwardly by the bed, not sure if he should sit.

"Er uh..." Roxas sat up and moved over. "You can sit on the bed if you want. Oh and it's H-Harry Potter..." He said with a blush.

"I haven't played that since game cube was the next big thing." Axel chuckled, taking a seat. "So, which game is it?" He asked making himself comfortable.

"Deathly Hollows." Roxas said, relaxing a bit. "You like the series?"

"Who hasn't read or seen Harry Potter?" He asked with a smirk which made Roxas smile.

"I could put a two player game in if you want to play." Roxas offered.

"Think I'll pass. Your mom is making go in early tomorrow. Maybe after work?" Axel suggested. "By the way, were am I sleeping at? I have a sleeping bag but I don't want to be in the way."

"You won't be in the way. Just set up anywhere, I mean I don't mind sleeping with you. I mean! Uh.." Roxas groaned and smacked his hands over his face. "That didn't come out right."

Axel chuckled and patted Roxas' back. "It's alright, I know what you mean, and I don't mind if you don't mind." He said and got off the bed, going to one of his duffle bags, taking out some clothes and a tooth brush.

Roxas watched him leave and right after, he grabbed a pillow and screamed into it. He felt so stupid and humiliated. Could he be anymore obvious? He kept the pillow to his face for a minute before turning off his game, planning to strip to his boxers when he remembered Axel would be joining him. Instead he changed his shirt for a long black one. He grabbed his tooth brush and went to his parents room to use the bathroom.

"Roxas." His father said from his bed as Roxas walked into the bathroom to brush his teeth. The teen grunted in acknowledgment. "Did you figure out sleeping arrangements?"

Roxas nodded and finished brushing his teeth. He rinsed his mouth out and faced his dad. "Sleep on the floor or in the bed. It's big enough and his choice." He said it nonchalantly as to hide the fact that he cares about the redhead.

Luxord laughed. "Just be careful of those nightmares."

Roxas glared and stormed out of the room, slamming the door to his own room when he got there. "Asshole."

"Who's the asshole?" Axel asked as he stood up after putting his stuff away.

Roxas jumped, startled from Axel's voice. His eyes traveled from bare feet, up black pajama bottoms, to Axel's hips where the pjs are dangerously low, up his abdomen where he had a six pack that wasn't too defined to be ugly in Roxas eyes. Up to his pectorals, strong biceps and triceps, to his neck and finally to his face, not daring to look above the twin teardrop tattoos on his cheeks.

"Nobody." Roxas averted his gaze, fighting his blush off while trying to think of something really gross. Yet he couldn't, not when Axel was roaming around his room half naked. The redhead was still in his line of sight, but he turned his back to finish putting his stuff away.

'Ah even his back is hot.' Roxas thought. He felt himself getting hard and no amount of dead animals or naked old people making love could help his need leave him. Axel was just that good looking to Roxas. Hot, sexy, handsome, perfect body, big and strong, blazing eyes, and a voice that could make any girl or guy weak at the knees; it was all Roxas could do to not moan and run to the bathroom to relieve himself.

"Doesn't sound like nothing. But whatever I guess." Axel stood up and stretched, his arms going above his head, back muscles flexing, making Roxas stare like a horny school girl.

"So Roxas," Axel started and slowly turned around. But before he could, Roxas dashed for his bed, yanking the covers over his body, laying as close as he could to the wall and window with his back facing Axel. The redhead was stupefied by the sudden action. He wondered if Roxas was upset with him and just didn't want to talk anymore. He scratched the back of his head and looked at the boy awkwardly. "Um, did I do something wrong?"

The blond felt horrible, of course and the way Axel sounded only made him feel worse, yet he just couldn't let Axel see his problem. It would be embarrassing and probably make Axel rethink sleeping with him...sleep in the same bed as him. Roxas gulp and sat up, being sure not to let his want show from under the blanket. He pulled his knees to himself to make sure it was hidden. "Sorry. Just wanted to sleep next to the window." He said lamely and wanted to smack himself for it.

"Oh, alrighty." Axel said not bothering to call him out on his horrible excuse. "Sooo, bed or floor?" Axel asked, trying to be sure he didn't make Roxas uncomfortable,

"Your choice." Roxas said looking away from Axel's body again. His cheeks redden.

Unfortunately for him, Axel noticed his face tinted. Axel looked at the way Roxas was dressed and then looked at himself. He smacked his palm to his forehead, murmuring to himself. This of course caused Roxas to look at him, questionably. Axel sighed heavily, look back to Roxas with an apologetic smile. "Sorry. I usually sleep like this. If it makes you uncomfortable, I can put a shirt on."

"Wha-no-I-I mean." Roxas sighed and began to laugh. Axel raised a brow at him, opened his mouth to say something but Roxas shook his head, stopping him from talking. "I honestly don't sleep like this either. I just sleep in my boxers but I thought that it would be weird to be seen like that, you know?"

Roxas laughed again at the idiocies of it all. He even forgot that his hormones were driving him nuts that the thing between his legs began to soften and go back to normal. Axel joined him with his own chuckled. "How about this, we just sleep the way we usually do? That way we don't have anymore awkwardness."

Roxas tapped his chin, acting like he was really pondering the idea. He shrugged his shoulders and stripped off his shirt without really thinking about what he was doing. He reached under the blanket and wiggled his hips out of his shorts, kicking them off his legs until he could take them out from under the covers and toss them with his shirt.

Little did he realize, sharp green eyes staring at him the entire time, checking his figure out. When he tossed his shorts, the same green eyes followed the clothing to where they landed on the ground by the book shelf. Green eyes stared back at Roxas before look away again.

Roxas felt a lot better now that the clothes didn't constrict his body. He felt freer and cooler in the summer night. Roxas, thinking that both their body heats would make things warmer, opened his window, letting in the night air. The lights flicked off and Roxas glanced back at Axel's silhouette coming toward him, toward the bed. He gulped, felt a small breeze against his bare chest, giving him goosebumps. It was then Roxas realized that he was one piece of clothing left to being completely naked.

'Oh shit, shit, shit, shit, shit.' He panicked as Axel pushed the blanket back, slipping in bed, and layed next to him; though Roxas was still sitting. 'Oh man, what did I do?' He asked himself, settling down so Axel wouldn't question him. He rolled onto his side, making his back face Axel. 'Calm down. Nothing will happen even if something could happen. Mom and dad are in the next room.' With that in mind Roxas began to relax and as minutes passed, he was able to fall asleep.

With the crisp morning air and the smell of dew on the grass, Roxas' eye lids twitched. He opened them and froze. His heart skipped serval beats as he took in what he was lay on and against. Around his waist, Axel's arm held him. Roxas head was on Axel's chest, the steady rhythm of his heart beat and chest raising and falling told Roxas that Axel was still a sleep. The next thing Roxas noticed was that his own arm was curled around Axel's torso, while his own body was pressed against the older man's side.

However, there was something much worse to worry able. His boxers were wet and sticky again, yet it didn't relieve him of his morning wood, which was poking against Axel's thigh. Roxas sucked in a sharp breath, and jerked himself away from Axel as if his body burned. 'Fuck.'

That one fleeing movement woke Axel with a start. He bolted up and looked around for danger. He saw none and looked at Roxas, taking in the way his blue eyes were wide with panic and fear. "What's wrong?" He asked with concern.

Roxas moved away from Axel as he shook his head. The emotions still evident in Roxas gaze. Axel frowned and moved after him, only when his hand felt something wet on the bed did he stop his advances. He quickly lifted his hand and threw the blanket back. Axel let out a breath he didn't know he was holding in. The sheets were wet but not stained yellow. He thought that maybe Roxas just sweated a lot until he saw Roxas trying to hide behind his arms and legs. He put two and two together, the wet bed, the way Roxas was hiding his body. "Oh." Axel said quietly.

"I'm sorry!" Roxas cried and jumped out of bed, running out of the room and into the bathroom. He stripped himself of his boxers and jumped in the shower. Cursing himself while he washed himself.

After that moment, Roxas did his best to avoid Axel at all cost. He would go out with his friends until the late hours, spend the nights if he could. When he couldn't, he would stay up playing video games in the living room. When his mother or father told him to go to bed, he turned the game off and slept on the couch. He forced himself to wake up early so nobody would know. He even went as far as getting a part time job at a small library. Though they only had him work Monday-Wednesday.

This went on for about a month until one Friday night, Roxas' parents went out to have fun with their own friends. They told Roxas he needs to stay home and can't go out. They told him they won't be back until Saturday and that if he dare have any parties, he would be grounded until next summer. They also told him that someone needs to be home when Axel comes home from his date or hanging out with his friends. Whatever he was doing, his parents didn't know. Either way, Roxas didn't want to see him.

As the hours ticked by, Roxas was completely alone. All his friends had plans and that left him to be bored. Nothing helped his boredom when he beat all of his games, finished all of his books and manga, watched his anime updates the day before. There was nothing left to do but drag and crawl into bed for a nap. It had been a while since he slept in his bed that it no longer smelt the same. The whole room smelt like Axel.

'I'm so stupid.' He thought, stripping himself of his clothes, and crawling under the blanket. His bed, the bed where Axel had been sleeping, left his scent. Roxas wiggled around in the bed, getting comfortable. "He probably thinks I don't like him or something. But, it's the opposite." The blond shut his eyes and slept for all but five minutes until he felt the bed dip and the blankets pulled off of him.

He opened his eyes with a start, but seeing as he was in no danger, he glared at Axel, whom had the blanket in his hands. "What the hell?" Roxas growled.

"I'd like to ask you the same question." Axel said flatly, irritation in his tone. He crossed his arms, glaring back at Roxas. "If you have a problem with me then be a man and spit it out. Stop being so damn bitchy and avoiding the problem."

Roxas felt a pang in his heart. He never wanted Axel to be mad at him or even hate him. Though it hurt to have him glaring back, the blond was not going to let himself be lectured as if he was some kid. He already knew that he should have confronted the redhead but he just to afraid to face him. What was he supposed to say, I had a dirty dream about you so I don't want to be around you. Yeah right.

"What's it matter? You're only here for another month. I don't really see why we should even get to know each other. Now if you don't mind, I'd like to sleep." Roxas faced the wall, not giving a damn about being covered. He wanted sleep and didn't want to look at Axel anymore. He was afraid of what he might do to the redhead or even say.

"Such a kid." Axel grumbled, tossing the blanket over Roxas' body. "I suppose you'll want your bed back? Must suck sleeping on the couch. What would happen if you had another accident?"

Roxas sat up and glared at Axel. As much as he was embarrassed, having Axel make fun of his dreams was a low blow. "That's none of your business! How the hell do you even know I sleep on the couch?!"

"Yeah, none of my business at all. I just happened to be in the bed when you had one. Thanks for the warning. Could have saved you some shame. You should have told me you didn't want to share the bed. I was planning on sleeping on the floor anyway.

And as for the whole couch thing. I'm not stupid. Since that morning you've been avoiding me over something so stupid. Look, I understand that these things happen, but what I don't get is you just ignoring me after it. We're both guys and it's normal. So what the fuck?" Axel asked exhaustedly. "I guess I can't expect much from kid, who needs to get laid from the looks of things. How old you again?"

"Fuck you!" Roxas shouted. The entire time Axel spoke, Roxas heart and mind fought over his feelings of humiliation, anger, love, and pride. "You don't know anything." Roxas said with his cheeks red from the many emotions he felt. His baby blue eyes watered as tears threaten to spill from the pain Axel caused him, yet he held them back.

"Oh please, that line is over rated." Axel rolled his eyes. "Look kid, I really just came to let you know I'm going out. I just came to tell you so you don't stay up waiting to open the door." Axel looked Roxas up and down. The teen was on his knees, staring at Axel with hate. "Try not to have anymore...dreams." He said as an after thought, turning toward the door.

"It's your fault..." Roxas whispered under his breath. It was so low that Axel had to ask what he said.

"What's that?" The redhead asked, facing Roxas once more.

"It's your fault!" Roxas screamed. "Damn it, just stay out of my dreams then maybe I wouldn't wake up like that. It's not fair. Why do you have to be working for my mom? Why did you have to come say hi to me? Why did you have stay here? It's not fair that you were born this hot ass guy with a great and kind personality, not caring how much of a loser I am. Why did you have to try to get to know me? Why do I have to like you so damn much?! Why can't my hormones just go away when your around? I'm not even gay! And yet when I saw and think of you...I just...damn it."

Roxas had been yelling with tears rushing down his pink cheek, though toward the end his voice got quite. He knew it wasn't Axel's fault anymore than it was his own fault for being attracted to him. He felt like the kid Axel had claimed he was. He was crying and he practically told Axel his feelings for him. 'Just reject me already. Make the pain go away.' He thought turning his head away. He didn't see the way Axel was staring at him, shellshocked.

Within a few seconds, footsteps could be heard, but instead of moving away, toward the door, they moved toward the bed, toward Roxas. Roxas looked up at Axel, expecting to get hit, but found himself being embraced by long strong arms. The blond was confused and surprised. His stomach did a flip from the close contact.

"What...what are you doing?" He asked, almost choking on his words.

"What's it feel like?" Axel asked, his tone a lot softer than it was before. Roxas just shrugged and Axel chuckled. The redhead pulled back and kissed Roxas forehead. "Turn eighteen and then I'll tell you." Axel let go of Roxas, planning on leaving.

"Wait." Roxas called, grabbing Axel's arm. Green met blue and Roxas couldn't help himself. He leaned up and finally kissed the man of his literal dreams. He felt Axel respond to his lips, moving against his own as soon as their lips made contact.

The blond circled his arms around Axel's middle, bring him down to the bed while laying himself down. He felt Axel's hands on his sides, rubbing them up and down to his hips. The taller male slipped between Roxas legs, his body hovering over the smaller one beneath him. Roxas hands roamed up Axel's chest, feeling his muscles as they went. He moaned into the gentle kisses, not truly being able to believe this was real and not just another dream, or at least, he hoped it wasn't.

That one little moan caused Axel to groan and thrust his hips down against Roxas, earning another moan and then another as his hands traveled up Roxas chest, fingers brushing his nipples as hands rubbed his flat chest. Roxas shivered and moaned again, turning his face to retrieve air. Axel's lips moved to his right cheek, down his jawline, to his ear which he nibbled.

"Mmyh." Roxas felt his body tremble from each touch, every kiss, and every responding sound Axel gave. He felt Axel move on to his neck, kissing, licking, sucking, and nipping, claiming Roxas as his own. The blond gasped and bucked his hips, moaning when Axel started to grind against him. "Axel~"

Axel grunted, dragging his tongue downward. The redhead worked his mouth around both Roxas' perked nipples, teasingly taking his time to attend to them both. When he left one he went to the other only to go back and blow air onto the wet one and pinch them between his thumb and finger.

Roxas moaned, longer and louder as the teasing went on, added to the grinding against his boxers. He felt himself leaking, getting closer to the edge. He was so close, he could feel it in his legs as they tighten up and twitched, in his feet when his toes curled, and in his underwear as his length throbbed. "Axel, ah yes Axel...oooh." Roxas moaned and threw his head back. Any second he would reach his climax. Any second it would be because the real Axel caused it. Any second now.

"I'm sorry." Axel said, stopping all movement, and getting off of Roxas, his own climax still close at hand. "I shouldn't have even..fuck you're not even eighteen yet."

Roxas slowly sat up, hurt evident in his eyes. He knew it was too good to be true. The only thing he was slightly happy with, was the fact that he could still feel his body tingle and burn from where Axel had touched him. No dream could produce that. "At least...I know I'm not dreaming." He said with new tears in his eyes. Roxas got off the bed and walked passed Axel, bumping his arm as he went.

"I'm sorry." Axel said again as Roxas left the room and locked himself in the bathroom. The sound of the shower could be heard but it didn't cover the scream of hurt leaving Roxas as he cried. "Damn it."