Therapy

Roxas sat at his desk, twisting a pencil in between his fingers. For what had to be the hundredth time since he sat down, the blond glanced up at the clock on his wall. Only 8:20, it hasn't even been a minute since I last looked. Ug, calm down Roxas, Axel isn't even supposed to be here until 8:30. It's not like he's late or anything, so stop stressing. Roxas started to chew on his pencil's eraser as he stared up at the clock, willing it to be 8:30. The blond jumped so bad he nearly fell out of his chair when there was a knock on the door. Dropping his pencil on his desk, Roxas hurried to open the door. Throwing open the door, Roxas felt his face fall when he saw a severe looking man with long blond hair and icy blue eyes.

"Oh," Roxas couldn't stop his voice from sounding flat, "Hi Vexen."

The blond haired man narrowed his eyes at Roxas, seeming almost to study him. "Well hello to you too Roxas," Vexen said coldly. Without waiting to be asked, Vexen swept into the office and looked around. "Where's this patient that you're transferring to me?"

"He's not due to be here until 8:30," Roxas sighed as he closed his office door, "You already know that Vexen. Besides, you're not supposed to be here until 8:45. Is there a reason that I'm being graced with your presence a full twenty five minutes early?"

"One of my patients cancelled," Vexen sat in one of the chairs, "I was hoping to get this one out of the way so I could have some free time to catch up on my paper work."

"Then why are you here?" Roxas pinched the bridge of his nose, dealing with Vexen always gave him a headache, "You could be off doing paper work right now."

"I don't have any appointments until noon after your transfer. Besides, thirty minutes is not enough time to get any work done."

With a sigh, Roxas sat down behind his desk. Still pinching the bridge of his nose, the blond looked over at his colleague, "Just because you don't have anyone to deal with right now doesn't mean that your other patients will magically know that you want them to be early. And the reason why I was going to have Axel come fifteen minutes early was so that I could get him up to speed before he met you."

Vexen glared at Roxas, his icy eyes sending invisible shivers through the other blond. It looked like the chilly therapist was about to throw an insult, but he was interrupted by a knock on the door. Grateful for the stall on the inevitable fight that was going to happen, Roxas got up again and made his way to answer the quick rap. Opening the door, he revealed a slightly disheveled looking redhead. He felt his face crack into a smile that was instantly mirrored by Axel. Seeing that the redhead was about to say something, Roxas hurriedly began to speak. "Hello Mr. Hojo," Roxas motioned to Vexen with his eyes and ignored the sour look on Axel's face, "You're a bit early. Why don't you come in and meet Dr. Vexen, your new therapist."

Axel's eyes snapped over to Vexen, a calculating look on his face. With a sideways glance at Roxas, Axel entered the office and took the only other empty seat besides the one at Roxas's desk. Making sure not to let out a sigh, Roxas crossed the room after closing the door once again and sat down behind his desk. Vexen was intently studying the redhead seated next to him, his icy eyes taking in every detail of Axel's being. The redhead had become equally as cold as the long haired blond was, but instead of taking in his new therapist, he was pointedly staring at a spot above Roxas's head. Smiling nervously, Roxas grabbed a manila folder off his desk and shifted his gaze between the two men. "So," Roxas said, drawing Vexen's attention while Axel continued to stare at the spot on the wall, "This is Axel's file."

Vexen reached out a hand and took the folder from Roxas and began to flip through it with disinterest. Roxas shifted his gaze from the blond to the redhead, trying to think of what to say that would alleviate the unbelievable tension. To be fair, I wasn't able to give him any kind of warning. Still, this is completely my fault. Axel must be hating me right now. "Why don't you go look that over in your office Vexen?" Roxas smiled at the other blond, desperately trying to fake comfort, "I can talk to Mr. Hojo about exactly what's going on then."

"Sure." Vexen muttered in Roxas's general direction. Not looking at either of the other men, the blond stood and exited the office.

As the door swung shut, Roxas turned his gaze back to Axel, but his words were suppressed by the redhead's tirade. "What the hell was that about, Dr. Strife?" Axel spat.

"I'm sorry Axel, it's just,"

"Oh, so it's Axel now is it?" the redhead crossed his arms and leaned back in his seat, "Not Mr. Hojo anymore?"

"Axel,"

"What?" emerald eyes narrowed to glower at the blond, "What could you possibly have to say to your ex-patient?"

"It's just,"

"Just what?"

"Damn it Axel!" Roxas stood up and slammed his hands on his desk, effectively silencing the redhead, "Will you let me explain myself? Vexen wasn't supposed to be here when you got here; he just walked in and started bugging me. If it gets out that we're together before you start seeing another therapist I'll lose my license. I'll probably go to jail." Roxas plopped back down in his chair and dropped his head into his hands. This isn't how this is supposed to go, why does everything have to be so complicated?

"Oh," Axel said, all fury drained from his voice, "I didn't realize."

Roxas tilted his head back up so that he could look at the redhead through his fingers. "Yeah, well," Roxas sighed, "I was going to tell you before you went to see Vexen. I get that you couldn't have felt too good about how I was talking to you, I'm sorry for that."

"No, you had to talk to me like that," Axel began to fidget under Roxas's gaze. Staring at his hands the redhead continued, "I just over reacted."

"No," Roxas stood and walked around his desk so he could take one of Axel's hands in his own, "I would have been angry too."

"Mhm."

"There's actually some stuff I need to talk to you about before you go to see Vexen. The reason I gave for switching your case was that I was starting to have unprofessional feelings for you," The redhead snorted but didn't look up to meet Roxas's gaze, "You can't let on that we're together right now, I'll get in huge trouble, but you can talk about me honestly. If you were to hint that you liked me, then no one can say anything when they find out about us."

"Mhm," Axel mumbled, still not meeting Roxas' gaze.

With a sigh, Roxas took Axel's chin in his free hand and tilted the redhead's face towards his own. "I really am sorry that I didn't warn you before you came," he whispered.

Swiftly, Axel closed the gap between them, bringing their lips together in a chaste kiss. "I'm sorry," the redhead blushed, "I shouldn't have done that. If someone walked in and saw that…"

"Don't worry about it," Roxas smiled and brought their lips back together briefly. He doesn't hate me! "Is there anything that you want to know about Vexen?" Roxas asked as he straightened up.

"Yeah," Axel leaned back in his chair once again, his usual smirk back on his lips, "What was the deal with you two? I mean, you'd have to be completely stupid not to notice the hostility between you guys."

Roxas let out an amused chuckle. Sora just figured that one out last week, and he's known the guy for two years. "Vexen and I have never gotten along," Roxas sat on the edge of his desk so he could talk to Axel, "He likes to think that he's the smartest person on the planet and my early college entrance beat his. I think that he sees me as competition for his unofficial title of resident genius. He doesn't have to worry; I may have gone to college at 12, but that doesn't mean I'm smarter than him."

"Come on," Axel scoffed, "You're really smart."

"Only on an IQ test. I just retain information well, it doesn't mean anything else." Roxas could feel his cheeks radiating from the blush on his face. He really didn't like it when people brought up his intelligence.

"Don't belittle yourself; you are way smarter than me." Axel stood and moved towards Roxas, stopping when his face was only inches away from the blonde's. With a sly smile he laid a kiss on Roxas' nose, "I should probably be off to see my new therapist then."

"Huh?" Roxas couldn't seem to take his eyes away from the redhead's lips, "Oh, right, Vexen."

Axel gave a slight laugh, "Yeah, him. Care to show me the way to his office?"

His cheeks burning, Roxas gave a slight nod. Slipping out from under Axel's face, Roxas began to lead the way to the long haired blonde's office. Why don't I want to hand Axel over? It's not like I have any competition from Vexen, he's not gay. Actually, I don't think he likes girls either. Hell, Vexen doesn't like people. I wonder if he's asexual. Roxas' eyes came back into focus as he came to Vexen's door. With a quick glance back at Axel, who had a sour expression on his face, Roxas knocked. After a moment the long haired blond opened the door and gave Roxas a swift, scrutinizing look. With a slight smirk he motioned for Axel to follow him and turned without a word. With an encouraging smile, Roxas left the redhead with the other blond.

Roxas was staring at the clock again, counting the minutes until Axel's appointment would be over. Why am I so obsessive? I can't actually think that Vexen's going to figure out what happened, Axel wouldn't be so open about that. I'm just worried that Vexen is being an asshole, yeah that's it. I'm not jealous, no, not me. Come on Roxas, snap out of it. Suddenly, Roxas realized he was chewing on his pencil's eraser. Dropping the pencil onto his desk, Roxas groaned and glanced back up at the clock. Thirty minutes left. Arg! Stop obsessing!

Desperately trying to distract himself, the blond stood and walked over to his bookshelf, trying to find something to read. This attempt was sorely misplaced, as every book on his shelf was a psychology book. Every title that he looked at made him think of all the horrible disorders that Vexen could be diagnosing Axel with right now. Vexen doesn't like people, he wouldn't hesitate to tell the court system that Axel's a threat to society, that he's incurable, that he's a psychotic, antisocial, freak. What was I thinking? Axel's probably being tortured by that freak!

As if on cue, the door to his office flew open. Looking up, Roxas was startled to find a red faced Vexen before him. "How did you put up with him?" the icy eyed blond yelled.

"I'm sorry," Roxas tilted his head to the side, "I don't really understand what you mean."

"The freaking pyro," Vexen began to pace the room, waving his hands wildly, "How did you put up with him? All I get are one word answers from the guy. 'How was your childhood', 'Okay', 'Why do you think you were sent here', 'Dunno', I mean come on! And that was when he was talking, now all he does is grunt at me."

Roxas couldn't stop the laugh from bubbling out of him; the relief was just so great, "Yeah, he does that."

"You don't even like him do you?" Vexen stuck an accusing finger at Roxas, "You just wanted to get rid of him."

"You like me?" a voice said from the door way.

Turning, Roxas found Axel staring intently at him. Feigning embarrassment, Roxas averted his eyes before saying, "Yeah, I think you're really cute."

Without responding, Axel strode across the office and took Roxas' cheek in his hand. Wordlessly the redhead brought his lips down, crashing them against Roxas'. Roxas would have been more than happy to deepen the kiss, but Axel pulled away almost immediately. "I think you're cute too, wanna go out?" the redhead smirked against Roxas' lips.

"Sure," Roxas was a little taken aback by Axel's brazenness.

"Ahem!" Roxas jumped, having completely forgotten that Vexen was annoying. "If you two are done, I'm leaving." The blond turned on his heel and marched out of the office.

"Why did he tell us he was leaving?" Axel frowned after the long haired man, "He could have just left without making a stupid comment."

"Vexen likes to be the center of attention," Roxas sighed, "He needs to make sure that everyone knows that he's more important, and that's how he does it."

"So," Axel smirked at the blond, "When do you wanna go out?"

"You were serious?"

"Of course I was serious, I want to spend as much time as possible with you."

"Well," Roxas smiled up at the redhead, "I don't have any appointments until two, we could hang out for a while then grab some lunch if you want."

"Sounds perfect." Axel slung his arm around Roxas' waist and pulled him close.

Not wanting to lose any momentum, Roxas brought an arm around the redhead's neck and pulled his head down. Bringing their lips back together, Roxas began to suckle on Axel's bottom lip. The redhead obviously got the message as he quickly inserted his tongue into Roxas' mouth. The feeling of Axel's tongue against his own sent little shocks through the blond. He was so caught up in the sensation of Axel against himself, of the redhead's taste, that Roxas didn't even realize that he was being tilted back until he felt his desk beneath him. Breaking the kiss, Roxas looked around himself. He was laid out on top of his desk, Axel climbing up on top of him.

"Axel," Roxas found the words sticking in his throat, "We can't do this."

"Why not?" Axel started to kiss Roxas' bare neck.

"Be….because," the words just wouldn't seem to come out, "I'm at work."

"So?"

"Someone could walk in on us."

"Hm," Axel sat up suddenly, leaving Roxas feeling very cold, "You're right. We'll just have to go somewhere that we won't be caught."

Axel sat in the front seat of Reno's car, his knees bouncing impatiently. Shooting his brother yet another evil glare, Axel made a disgruntled, yet unidentifiable, noise. Reno seemed to be thoroughly enjoying the fact that his brother wasn't spending extra time with hi blond boyfriend, the smirk on his face gave him away. I hate you so much. Axel narrowed his eyes to intensify his glare. He knew that the reason that Reno was going nearly twenty miles under the speed limit was entirely his fault, knew that he really shouldn't have woken the other redhead at six in the morning. Still, his brother was being such a passive aggressive that it didn't suit him. It would be so much less painful if he just yelled at me. I mean come on, what's with this crap? It's not like him to be so passive in his attacks.

"Just drive already!" Axel finally snapped at the other redhead.

"A little over excited are we?" Reno's smirk deepened, "Can't wait to see your little blond sex toy?"

"He's not my sex toy," Axel growled, "And I don't want to be late."

"We won't be late, we just won't be early."

"You had better go the damn speed limit," Axel narrowed his eyes even further and added an edge to his voice, "Or all your earthly possessions will find themselves in a state of crispiness."

"You wouldn't."

"Oh, I would."

Reno's grip on the steering wheel visibly tightened and the redhead made a low growling noise, but Axel had won. He had threatened the same use of his talents before, with great success. Reno didn't take him seriously once, it had taken the older redhead years to replace everything that had been destroyed. Without responding to his brother's threat, Reno sped up, if only a bit. Throwing his brother a smug grin, Axel leaned back in his seat and crossed his arms. That was too easy. Reno should know he can't beat me, though I should probably sleep with my door locked tonight. It would be just like him to come in and tase me when I can't defend myself. Glancing over at his brother, Axel found a venomous glint in the other redhead's. Definitely sleep with the door locked, or don't sleep at all. I wonder if Roxas would let me stay over tonight, for safety's sake. No, he'd probably see right through that.

Axel was so caught up in his contemplation of how to convince Roxas to let him spend the night, that he didn't even realize that Reno had pulled up to the office building's curb. "Get out," Reno growled.

Glancing around, Axel saw that he was almost ten minutes early. More time alone with my Roxy. Jumping out of the car, Axel grunted a farewell to his brother and jogged into the building. He paused by one of the windows in the hall outside Roxas' office to check his appearance before proceeding to the blonde's door. His attempts to look good were completely pointless though, as right before he made it to his destination, he somehow managed to trip over his own feet and fall flat on his face. Jumping back to his feet, Axel looked around to make sure no one had seen his less than graceful moment. Satisfied that his humiliation had not been seen by a single living soul, Axel quickly knocked on the door and fidgeted nervously.

The door swung open and Roxas looked up at Axel with a slightly annoyed look. Feeling slightly nervous, Axel was thoroughly relieved when the blonde's face broke into a wide grin. Feeling his face brighten in return, the redhead started to make a greeting, but was cut off by the blond. "Hello Mr. Hojo." Axel felt his face fall at those three simple words. What the hell? He hasn't called me that since the first time we met. "You're a bit early. Why don't you come in and meet Dr. Vexen, your new therapist."

Axel glanced over at the long haired blond in the corner, trying to decide exactly what was going on. Is he ashamed of me? Could it be that he doesn't want anyone to know about me? With a sidelong glance at Roxas out of the corner of his eye, Axel made his way to the empty chair in the room. He couldn't take his eyes of Roxas as the short blond sat back down in his chair. Rather than making eye contact with the little traitor, Axel began to stare pointedly at the spot above Roxas' head. He became aware that Roxas was looking at him, but there was no way in hell that he was going to acknowledge the blond right now. "So," Not going to look at him. "This is Axel's file." The other blond, Vexen, took the folder from Roxas' hand and began to flip through it, all of which Axel watched out of the corner of his eye. "Why don't you go look that over in your office Vexen? I can talk to Mr. Hojo about exactly what's going on then."

"Sure," Vexen muttered before quickly exiting the office.

The instant the door shut behind the long haired blond Axel let loose on Roxas. "What the hell was that about, Dr. Strife?" he spat.

"I'm sorry Axel, it's just,"

"Oh, so it's Axel now is it?" there was no way in hell that he was going to let the little brat talk over him, "Not Mr. Hojo anymore?"

"Axel,"

"What?" the redhead couldn't believe that Roxas had the nerve to say his name now, "What could you possibly have to say to your ex-patient?"

"It's just,"

"Just what?"

"Damn it Axel!" the blond stood and slammed his fists on his desk, startling the redhead before him, "Will you let me explain myself? Vexen wasn't supposed to be here when you got here; he just walked in and started bugging me. If it gets out that we're together before you start seeing another therapist I'll lose my license. I'll probably go to jail." Roxas seemed to have run out of steam as he dropped into his seat and laid his head down on his arms.

"Oh," Axel honestly didn't know what to say to that. I'm such an idiot, I should have known that there was a reason for him acting so distant. Man, and I was being such a jackass to him too. "I didn't realize."

The blond peered at Axel through his fingers before letting out a sigh, "Yeah, well, I was going to tell you before you went to see Vexen. I get that you couldn't have felt too good about how I was talking to you, I'm sorry for that."

"No, you had to talk to me like that," Axel couldn't figure out why the blond was apologizing, he should be the one to say that he was sorry, "I just over reacted."

"No," Roxas had stood and taken Axel's hand in his own. His hand is warm, it's nice. Wow, that's where your mind goes Axel? You're not going to get turned on, that's an order body. You hear me, don't get turned on! "I would have been angry too."

"Mhm." Axel couldn't take his eyes off of Roxas' and his hands.

"There's actually some stuff I need to talk to you about before you go to see Vexen. The reason I gave for switching your case was that I was starting to have unprofessional feelings for you," Axel barely stopped himself from laughing at that blatant understatement, instead it came out as a snort, "You can't let on that we're together right now, I'll get in huge trouble, but you can talk about me honestly. If you were to hint that you like me, then no one can say anything when they find out about us."

"Mhm."

Roxas took Axel's chin in his free hand and tilted the redhead's face towards his own, immediately Axel's eyes were drawn to the blonde's lips. "I really am sorry that I didn't warn you before you came," the blond whispered.

Axel couldn't stop himself from moving, not that he really tried. Closing the gap between them, Axel pressed his lips against Roxas'. No! You'll get him in trouble if anyone walks in! "I'm sorry," Axel pulled away quickly, his cheeks burning, "I shouldn't have done that. If someone walked in and saw that…"

"Don't worry about it," Roxas just smiled and laid another peck on Axel's lips, "Is there anything that you want to know about Vexen?"

"Yeah," Axel leaned back in his chair trying to look cool, "What was the deal with you two? I mean, you'd have to be completely stupid not to notice the hostility between you guys."

Roxas actually laughed at that comment. Huh, maybe someone he knows took a while to figure that one out? "Vexen and I have never gotten along," Roxas sat on his desk as he spoke, "He likes to think that he's the smartest person on the planet and my early college entrance beat his. I think that he sees me as competition for his unofficial title of resident genius. He doesn't have to worry; I may have gone to college at 12, but that doesn't mean I'm smarter than him."

"Come on, you're really smart."

Roxas turned beet red and glanced down at his feet before he responded, "Only on an IQ test. I just retain information well, it doesn't mean anything else."

"Don't belittle yourself; you are way smarter than me." Axel had a wonderful idea, one that he couldn't pass up. Standing, he moved closer to the blond, bringing their faces so they were only inches apart. Feeling the smirk on his lips, Axel kissed the tip of Roxas' nose. Abruptly, Axel pulled away and said very matter of factly, "I should probably be off to see my new therapist then."

"Huh?" Roxas said numbly, his eyes fixed on the redhead's lips, "Oh, right, Vexen."

Axel didn't even try to stop the laugh this time, luckily it was only a small one. "Yeah, him," the redhead smiled at the flustered blond, "Care to show me the way to his office?"

Roxas nodded, his cheeks the brightest shade of red that Axel had seen on him. Good to know that I've got that big of an effect on him. The redhead couldn't help but to feel a slight pang of loss when Roxas slipped out from beneath him to actually show him to Vexen's office. As he followed Roxas to the other therapist's office, Axel started to get a little unnerved by the prospect of what was to come. What if this guy is able to figure out that I'm with Roxas? If he does, would that mean I wouldn't get to see him anymore? Crap, I can't have that happen. I've got to figure out how to stop this guy from actually characterizing me, or at least from figuring out anything about me. Wait, Roxy doesn't like this guy, I bet he wouldn't mind if I was a total ass in my therapy session. That's it! I'll make this guy regret ever taking me on. No, that won't work, he might just cart me off to someone who actually could figure things out. Alright, I'll just be cold and won't talk to him. Holy crap, we're here. Game face on. Axel stopped behind Roxas, who shot him a quick, worried glance over his shoulder before knocking on the door. The long haired blond answered and gave Roxas a quick look over. Oh, that's it, he is so going down. Without a word, Axel followed him into his office.

Vexen's office was nothing like Roxas'. Roxas' office had a welcoming feel to it, like whatever you said would be taken into consideration and wouldn't leave the room. Vexen's office was as cold as his eyes, not in the least bit inviting. The walls were stark white, almost icy, there were two chairs, one at Vexen's pristine desk, the other sitting against the wall. Casting a scrutinizing look over at the blond, Axel sat in what he assumed was his chair. I should have sat in the chair at the desk, just to piss the guy off. Vexen sat across the room from Axel and crossed his legs as he stared intently at the redhead.

"Do you have any idea why you're here?" Vexen asked after a few moments.

"Dunno," there was no way that Axel was going to make this easy.

Vexen narrowed his eyes at the redhead. "Surely you have some idea."

That made Axel laugh, just a little. With a satisfied smirk he said, "Yeah."

The blond pursed his lips slightly, "And what would that be?"

"Dunno," Axel nearly lost his self satisfied smirk when he saw Vexen's eye twitch a little.

"How was your childhood?"

"Okay." Not going to give you anything.

"What do you like to do for fun?"

To this Axel just shrugged, dropping the smirk for a look of complete disinterest. That seemed to piss off Vexen even more, and Axel decided that there was no way he was even going to speak again for the rest of their session. No matter what the long haired blond threw at him, all Axel would do was shrug, wave his hand, or grunt at him. It only took half an hour for the redhead to see that there was no way the blond could keep this up. Determined to destroy him, Axel stopped looking in his general direction, opting to stare at the wall, his fingers, or the ceiling.

He knew he had won when Vexen finally yelled at him. "You're hopeless!" the blond waved his hands wildly, "You don't even do anything!" Without waiting for the redhead to answer, Vexen stormed out of his own office and down the hall. Not wanting to miss anything good, Axel trotted after the frustrated blond. He was only mildly surprised when Vexen led him to Roxas' office. Throwing open the door, Vexen stormed in. "How did you put up with him?" he yelled for the whole world to hear.

"I'm sorry," Roxas sounded genuinely confused, "I don't really understand what you mean."

"The freaking pyro," Hey! "How did you put up with him? All I get are one word answers from the guy. 'How was your childhood', 'Okay', 'Why do you think you were sent here', 'Dunno', I mean come on! And that was when he was talking, now all he does is grunt at me."

Roxas laughed a little, "Yeah, he does that."

"You don't even like him do you? You just wanted to get rid of him."

Axel saw his opportunity and who was he to not take it. "You like me?" Axel started to come into the room.

It was just so cute; Roxas actually blushed when Axel asked him whether or not he liked him. "Yeah," said the blond, "I think you're really cute."

Oh my god, that is just plain hot. I can do whatever I want now. Without saying a word, Axel strode across the room to the shorter blond. Leaning down, the redhead brought his lips against Roxas', lingering for just a moment longer than he probably should. Feeling Roxas start to part his lips, Axel pulled away before the whole thing turned into a make out session. "I think you're cute too, wanna go out?" Axel smirked when he saw the blond flush.

"Sure," Roxas said breathlessly.

"Ahem!" Roxas jumped, nearly hitting Axel's eye with his nose. Damn icy bastard, ruining a perfectly good moment. "If you two are done," the icy long haired blond said, "I'm leaving." Vexen turned on his heel and left the pair alone in Roxas' office.

"Why did he tell us he was leaving?" Axel voiced his thoughts, "He could have just left without making a stupid comment."

"Vexen likes to be the center of attention. He needs to make sure that everyone knows that he's more important, and that's how he does it." Roxas sighed heavily as his eyes stayed trained on the door.

"So," Axel leaned in closer to his own blond, "When do you wanna go out?"

"You were serious?" Roxas sounded completely shocked.

"Of course I was serious," Axel felt a little hurt at that, "I want to spend as much time as possible with you."

"Well, I don't have any appointments until two; we could hang out for a while then grab some lunch if you want."

"Sounds perfect," Axel slung his arm around Roxas, pulling the blond in closer.

It seemed to the redhead that he must really have an effect on the blond, as Roxas wrapped his arm around Axel's neck and crushed their lips back together. Feeling a slight nip at his bottom lip, Axel saw exactly what the blond was getting at. Not needing any further invitation, Axel thrust his tongue past Roxas' lips, savoring the blonde's sweet yet salty taste. Roxas moaned slightly, driving Axel on. Carefully, as not to alarm the blond, Axel lowered Roxas back onto the desk behind him. When Roxas pulled away, Axel began to wonder what he had done wrong.

"Axel," Roxas' voice was wispy, something that just turned the redhead on even more, "We can't do this."

That didn't suit the redhead at all, and he began to lay kisses down Roxas' neck as he spoke, "Why not?"

"Be…because," Roxas was trembling ever so slightly, "I'm at work."

"So?" that wasn't going to stop Axel, it just meant they had to be quiet.

"Someone could walk in on us."

"Hm," Axel pulled away. It didn't really suit him to have his…alone time, with Roxas interrupted. "You're right. We'll just have to go somewhere that we won't be caught."