One More Night

"Oh, c'mon!" Axel glanced around once again to make sure no one was around. "It's not like I did it on purpose! Now how are you going to believe what he said and not listen to me?"

It really wasn't his fault...well almost. Still, that wasn't the point at all! The only thing that mattered now was that he had gotten Roxas upset, actually Demyx had, and now he wouldn't listen to his side of the story. He had not been out with Marluxia...in that sense but, it was just a matter of business and absolutely nothing else. Hell, it wasn't his fault that Marluxia looked like a woman...even though Demyx knew full well what the other looked like..he was just trying to cause trouble and he had succeeded. It was times like these that he found himself hating the organization with his all his non-existant heart. It had always caused strain on their already fragile relationship and Demyx may as well had lain the final blow.

"Marluxia grabbed me! I did not make any moves towards him, none...don't blame me for what happened!"

Axel buried his face in his hands and let out a heavy sigh. If he didn't figure out how to fix this soon...things weren't going to be so wonderful.

Roxas' arms were folded over his chest. Not in a frustrated manner, more a nonchalant untolerating manner. He had his back to Axel. He stood silent for a long moment then peered over his shoulder.

"First of all, you need to get your story straight," he murmured. "You said it wasn't like 'you did it on purpose', and now it's Marluxia who grabbed you? You didn't 'make any moves towards him' but it's not like 'you did it on purpose'? Are you catching my drift?" Roxas paused to run a hand through his hair. "Now do you understand why I'm going to believe Demyx? At least he didn't sound as if he was contradicting himself out of sheer panic. Hand caught in the cookie jar, Axel."

Roxas sighed. He felt a minnowy sensation in his gut, somewhere between his stomach and chest that told him he was upset. It spread and seeped like black water syruping out and melting into his muscles. He was tense and pulled his eyes forward again, not wanting to watch Axel anymore. He waited then, "Are you going to try to explain this to me again now?"

"Okay," Axel ran his fingers through his hair in fustration. "I didn't do anything. Marluxia grabbed me, it was all him and he had just caught me off gaurd there for a minute. And I'm guessing that's the minute that Demyx saw us and jumped to conclusions and then came and said something or another to you."

Some gut feeling had told him not to go on that walk that Marluxia had suggested but, he didn't pay any attention as usual. Things just seemed as normal as they could be and then Marluxia had started acting strange. He kept looking at Axel with something dangerous in his eyes and it was getting to him a bit. Before he had any chance to react, Marluxia had his lips pressed against his own and Axel had been frozen with shock. Marluxia was an okay guy but, that did not make it okay for him to try and strangle him with his tounge. Demyx had bad timing as always and caught him still in shock as Marluxia was feeling him up and immediately thought that he was a willing participant. What a fine mess that had created and now here he was trying to explain this all without making himself sound more like an idiot.

"I really had nothing to do with it. I just got a bit flustered before because you were...are still mad and Demyx got me mad as well as Marluxia," Axel chewed the side of his lip a minute before resuming. "And I guess I just wanted to apologize for whatever happened."

Roxas peered over his shoulder again. Any nonchalant expression on his face had hardened into a look of scrutiny. His eyes narrowed as he searched Axel's face for any hint in a lie. "You wouldn't try to lie to me about this, would you?"

He turned his eyes away again and took a shallow breath. He cracked his knuckles and said in a casual tone, "You can be with Marluxia if you want, instead of trying to two-time. If that's...really what's going on here." Roxas shrugged and ran a hand through his hair again, unsure of what to do with them at this moment. "Just don't lie," he added as an afterthought.

He knew he could probably tell quickly when Axel was lying. Things didn't measure up. But he didn't want to find that he was lying. He was worried that since he didn't want to find it, he wouldn't look and he'd go on with his ruse. It was sickening, being lied to. Especially to his face and on a matter such as this. He didn't want the thawing ice they were treading to break and spill them into frigid waters, but he didn't want Axel to believe it was nothing also. It was something, and it was bad. Demyx had described it with such adulterous detail that Roxas had actually winced. However, if that's what Axel wanted. All right. So be it. Just no lies were to hang between them.

"Be with Marluxia..." Axel echoed his words in a pained whisper. He could feel the tears pooling in the corner of his eyes and swore that his heart was breaking. His body shuddered with choked back sobs.

He stared at Roxas's back in pure disbelief. Never in a million years would have ever imagined Roxas to act this way....so heartless. 'But wait..that's exactly what we are,' his mind taunted. 'We're backstabbing, lying, cheating bunch of heartless shells.'
Axel sank slowly to his knees as his mind worked to understand what exactly was happening. Roxas didn't trust him...not one bit. He honestly believed what Demyx had told him and that was all he was going to hear of it. It didn't matter how hard he fought or how loud he spoke, he wouldn't hear him.

"But I won't give up," the sudden anger in his voice caused Roxas to turn and look at him. "I don't care what Demyx said to you. I know that it was a lie and that now you stand here telling me I can be with a man that I can hardly stand! You're telling me not to lie to you but you're not listening even while I tell the truth. Have you honestly forgotten what all has happened, can you honestly say that all of this has ment absolutely nothing to you? Roxas, please..." His voice was slowing falling into a whisper once agian. "I'm not lying. What more do you want from me? What do I have to do to prove to you that what I'm saying is the truth? Please..."

Roxas watched Axel a long moment. He was temporarily taken aback, then gained some stability in himself as he said, quietly, "Axel, I have been listening. I haven't forgotten, and I can't say all of this has meant nothing." He went to him then, and kneeled on the ground in front of him. "You don't understand..."

He placed a hand on Axel's shoulder and sighed. "I want to believe you. But what if it's a lie? I don't want you to feel obligated along the lines to please me with a lie. I want to believe you, but if it's a lie I want you to know that I...really don't mind who you're with. I just want you to be pleased when you're there. Whether that's with me...or not. Hearing something like that from Demyx was hard to believe at first, but it did serve as a wake-up call. I'm sorry, Axel..."

Roxas leaned forward and pressed his forehead against Axel's and continued. "Maybe I do believe. I want to, so I probably wouldn't even recognize a lie if it were there. But I guess it isn't. Can't be. I was just scared I guess. Scared you really wanted to go. I wasn't sure what to believe." Roxas smiled faintly. "Do you understand now?"

Axel leaned forward the last few centimeters and captured Roxas's lips with his own for a brief moment. "I understand, I guess I was scared as well. I was so afraid that you hated me for something I didn't do."

He gently ran the back of his hand against Roxas's cheek and took a shaky breath. "I'm sorry I got so worked up but...I just couldn't stand the thought of not being with you. It...it just wouldn't be the same...and it would kill me."

Axel rested his head against the other's shoulder and ran gentle nips up and down his neck. What he had said had been the truth, things wouldn't be the same if he wasn't with Roxas. He didn't know if it was the fact that somewhere out there his heart still existed or the common loss of one that kept them together. Axel didn't believe that his heart still existed, he had felt a pain so deep one day that it actually felt like something had died. His heart may be gone but what he felt for Roxas was something that gave him the smallest glimer of hope that he still had one, even if it was only a shadow of one.

Once upon a time, but not so long ago, he had wished that he couldn't feel anything and he became a Nobody. Now that he was one he wished for everything that it didn't turn out this way but then he would never had met Roxas so it was a lose-lose situation. Still, he was certian about only one thing.

"I love you...you know that right?"

"Yeah, I know that." He leaned forward and pressed his mouth to Axel's again, this time longer with more conviction. He closed his eyes and tried not to imagine the thought of Marluxia having done the same thing not too long ago. Was there a difference now that he had? Roxas pressed deeply and moved his lips a little. No, there wasn't a difference. Only by mind. He pushed it away.

He reached out and took Axel's hand. He squeezed it, then opened his mouth a little to allow the fleshy movement of his tongue to slide out. He touched Axel's lips, wormed gently at the crease, then pressed between the folds, wet and insistant. He touched his teeth and waited for Axel to let him into his mouth. He entwined their hand, and led the other up to run through his shock of red hair.

Something vicious rose up in him as quickly as a bolt of lightning shot through someone's system. Jealousy, maybe. He tried to push it away, but the image of Marluxia came back. Marluxia doing the same things he was doing. He hated him, all at once. But just as quickly, the feeling melted and his nerves were left in a tingle. He sighed softly through his nose and ran a course with his fingers through Axel's hair. Marluxia didn't really matter now. He was already lapping away his traces.

Axel opened his mouth slightly but, it was enough for Roxas's tounge to move in and battle with his own. He could feel a fire starting in his groin as he pulled Roxas against his chest. Swiftly, and with suprising accuracy, he pulled free the buckles and undid the zipper that held on the black cloaks they wore. It was a really an unneccsary piece of fabric that slowed down any goals that he was working towards. He finally pulled the cloak free and wiggled his fingers up under the hem of Roxas's shirt.

He pulled his other hand out of Roxas's grip and started to work on removing his own cloak. He pulled free a few of the buckles but couldn't get the others to cooperate, Roxas swated his hands away and pulled them free with ease. Axel kissed him deeper and shrugged the dark cloak off his shoulders and cast it aside with one arm. He was in a hurry and didn't rightfully know why, he just felt he had to do this now or else he might never get this opportunity again.

He pulled away and stared down into the blue eyes that had always filled him with such lust. "J-Just let me know if I'm hurting you..."

"Yeah...okay," Roxas replied quietly, looking down and away. Anxiety drowned him. But it was soon pushed out of his mind as he roughly moved with Axel until all their clothing was removed. The open air felt good on his skin. It rushed him and made him feel cool and open. He craned his neck up again to find Axel's mouth. When he did, he pulled his arms up around his neck and thrust his tongue between his teeth, drinking in the wet, slippery, hot feel of running his tongue through Axel's mouth. It caused a shuddery sensation in his spine. His skin broke out in goose flesh.

They were on the ground, they were naked, his bare skin was rubbing against Axel's. He felt excitement mingle into the hot pumping of his blood through his veins. It both made him nervous and excited him in equal measures. He could feel it, and the combination did amazing things to his body. Roxas sat back, pulled his knees up, and spread his legs for him. His blood was rushing into his head, behind his eyes, in his cheeks, making him feel warm. His blood was fire, liquid fire roaring through his body. His thighs tightened with horrible anticipation. His loins throbbed. He was excited. He was nervous.

Roxas moaned into Axel's mouth, the cacophany of emotion intermingling and causing his body to shudder again. Excitement battled fiercely in him. His body tensed. He laid back against the ground, breaking the kiss to pant hotly against Axel's lips, pulling him down with his arms still wrapped around his neck. He smothered his face against the pulse in Axel's neck, openly suckling his skin with a shaky mouth. He moaned again, spreading his legs wider. Excitement drowned out the tingle of anxiety. It remained, but as a tiny pulsing in his chest. The minnowy feeling. His loins called to him, the instinctual animal urging, the sweltering of his blood, the cool, deep sound of his moaning.

He pulled himself close to Axel's body and pressed his hips up into the clove of his groin. His cock rubbed into his skin and caused a tightening flash of heat to rocket up into his gut. Roxas moaned breathlessly and tried again. His body shuddered. He began to lap at Axel's neck with his tongue, hot and needy.

Axel bit back a moan and took a few deep breaths to try and get his mind back under control. The friction that Roxas was causing between their grions was almost to much for him and it was causing him to slowly loose focus. He pulled away from Roxas for a moment and pressed two fingers against his lips. Roxas sucked them up eagerly and Axel bit the inside of his cheek till he could taste blood. He could feel the fire pulsing through is veins and pooling around his groin as he watched Roxas. After a few more moments he pulled his fingers away and drew a wet trail down Roxas's chest.

His breathing was somewhat forced and almost stopped completely when Roxas rubbed up against him again. He growled deeply in the back of his throat and pressed the tips of his fingers against Roxas's entrance. Roxas let forth a strong moan that made Axel shudder with anticipation. The sound was almost animalistic and it sent chills down his spine.

Axel bent down and captured Roxas's lips in a brusing kiss as he pushed his fingers into the tight warmth.

Roxas felt the sensation of Axel's fingers like a gasp in his chest. He felt the thin movement of them, the tiny heat, the proding enticing violation, sliding into his body and against his inner muscles. He contracted. His muscles shifted and closed around the intruding fingers. It felt alien. Roxas hungrily swallowed Axel's lips, concentrating on releasing his muscles. He pulled them tight, then relaxed, feeling the hot sensation of them sliding and working around Axel's fingers.

His blood was thumping through his veins. He heard the rhythm and panted in time with it. His toes curled and his loins leaked tiny amounts of chillingly warm precum. He felt it, and his body tensed, throbbing. Roxas lifted his hips slightly, his inner muscles embracing Axel's fingers then releasing, moving and sliding. He could feel it in his throat. There was a lump there.

"Please, Axel...hurry." The name reverberated in his mind and brought about a full awareness for the first time. He concentrated on the fact that it was Axel hovering over him, violating him in the most sexually exciting way, causing his blood to boil and pound through his body. He finally saw Axel, his narrow chest, slender body with the subtle muscle, his strong hips and lean thighs. Roxas pulled himself to him, suddenly aware of his sleek beauty. He reached up for his hair and grasped it, buring his face under his chin. He moaned and thrust his hips up, smearing the wet trickle of his precum along the base of Axel's cock with a rough jab. His muscles clenched around his fingers, sucking them in with tight contractions.

He was panting heavily. His hands moved from Axel's hair and down to the backs of his shoulders. He grasped the evident plain of his muscle and lapped at his jaw with his tongue. He was moaning again, because it sounded warm and sleek in his own mind. He sounded wanton, like an animal in heat. Axel was his fire. He could feel it in him, pulsing out in great amounts and heating his blood to scalding. His eyes were hazy and glazed over with pure, unadulterated desire. It was the rawest passion he had ever felt from his young virgin body, and it was a calling he adhered to with deep, pressing moans.

Axel shivered at the light dances that Roxas's fingers were preforming across his skin. As he watched Roxas respond to his actions, he realized something. It was the first time that he would be doing this...and it scared him a bit. What if he messed up? What if he ended up hurting Roxas? Endless worries coursed through his mind and soon they all blurred together. He took a deep shuddering breath and spread his fingers apart inside Roxas. The muscles gripped tighter around him as he pulled his fingers free of the warm prison.

He shifted slightly so he was now face to face with Roxas and kissed him softly. He was in no hurry at this moment, to him this ment more than anything and he wanted Roxas to know this. Axel paused for what seemed forever as he gazed at the pale body beneath him, he was just becoming a man and still possesed the softness of a boy. Gently, he lifted Roxas's hips up and settled himself at his entrance once again.

Axel searched the deep blue eyes for sighs of any doubt and found none. He gently pressed forward and gasped at the sudden pressure all around him.

Roxas tipped his head back. He clung tightly to Axel's back, feeling the muscles bulge in exertion, and let out a strangled breath of air. "Aa-ah..." he breathed at the penetration. It dug into him and stretched his muscles, the tightly clenched canal, and rubbed against his inner walls. They embraced Axel's cock deeply, contracting and sucking him in deeper. Roxas moaned breathlessly.

His body trembled from the pressure of it. The expansion of his canal brought about a pressure that hurt dully around the rim and in his thighs. He throbbed for a quiet minute, panting, and grappling at Axel's back. He pressed his face into his shoulder and breathed hard. Suddenly it was real, the real calling of sex leaking into his veins, catching fire in his blood. His mind was stunned by it, but his body moved and ached and yearned as though he had done this many times before. His toes curled and his fingers curled into fists against Axel's back.

"Ax-Axel..." he choked, his throat raw and thick with a slimy residue. His thighs were quaking like tightly strung bows. He closed his eyes, and he moaned again. Each time his muscles tightened he could feel every crevise of Axel's cock inside him. He felt him pulsing, throbbing against the tight bondage of his muscles clamping around him. He leaned up, sweat beading on his brow, and moaned wantonly into Axel's ear. "Take care of me..." he breathed, humming with fearfully burning anticipation. He moaned and moved to find his mouth, his eyes peeling open.

Roxas kissed him hotly, and moaned again, tightening his muscles and contracting, pulling, against the throbbing cock nestled in his inner walls. The muscles were delicate. They responded to the tiny friction with a shuddery tickle in the pit of his gut.

Axel shuddered as he continued to thrust forward. The tight heat that enveloped him was almost to much but, he soon found a comfortable pace. A bead of sweat fell off the tip of his nose and landed in the middle of Roxas's chest. He knew he wouldn't last long and bet that Roxas wouldn't either. Axel kissed Roxas again as he sped up and shifted a bit more. He panicked a minute when the small shift caused a sharp cry from Roxas.

"S-Sorry..." he forced himslef to slow back down but found it to be difficult at this point. He was so close that his body refused to listen to any commands from his brain.

His body trembled with the built up pressure in his loins and his breathing became irregular. He was panting heavily as he pushed himself on, all thoughts except for the amazing feeling that was coursing through him was lost in a wave of tremendous pleasure. Axel felt something in him break as his body began to slow down and shake with a feeling that was new to him.

Roxas had panted and trembled against him, feeling Axel's chest press and retreat against him with his heavy breathing. He had clenched his fist more tightly, and moaned brokenly with each thrust. The feeling of Axel's hips smacking into him, the feeling of his arousal delving deep into his body, jounced his breath from his throat. He could feel it in his stomach, Axel's cock driving deep and frantic with instinctual experience. The feeling jabbed through his stomach and up into his throat, knocking his voice loose until he was nothing but strangled panting and ragged moans.

He attempted to stop the embarrassing sounds by smothering his face against Axel's neck. It only muffled them. The sensations were too strong, whipping through his trembling, bucking body like bullets. Axel's thrusting had sent wave after wave of tickling vibration all throughout his body. It intensified and grew into shuddery vibrations he recognized as pleasure, deep raw pleasure.

In one instant, it became too much. He was thoroughly overwhelmed. He felt his thighs burn and tighten, his toes curl, and his pulse to pound. He held his breath as a deep spike of glass shattered in his body. It was intense, and left him breathless, the spastic pulsing, the involuntary convulse of his muscles. There was a bite to it, and it had hurt very briefly. But that was ridden by the mindnumbing waves of pleasure that smoothed through his body in a hot spill so swiftly afterwards that Roxas didn't even remember the shock of the beginning. His orgasm rocked him and as soon as he could, he took a deep breath and moaned long and loud.

He felt the liquid hot spill of Axel's seed spurt off into his body. He arched his back and called out softly with drifting delight, muscles contracting and drinking from Axel's weakening length.

"A-hh...Axel, ohh..." he mewled quietly, coming down from the rush of his orgasm. Roxas relaxed and panted hard against him. Suddenly hot tears sprang to the back of his eyes. All at once, he hated himself. He hated the bitter way he had acted towards Axel not too long ago. He pulled his sweaty face from the crook of Axel's neck and kissed his cheek. "I'm sorry." He felt young and small, laying spent and vulnerable, underneath Axel at that moment. "I'm sorry..."

Axel shook his head and silenced Roxas with a soft kiss. "Don't apologize."

He gently pulled himself out and lifted himself up on slightly trembling arms. "I have to go now. That's why I was out with Marluxia...he was asking me to help him get rid of this kid named Sora."

Axel also had orders to keep an eye on Marluxia for suspecious actions, and was to terminate him without further question if he was told to do so. He finally stood up and pulled Roxas up along with him. He reach down and grabbed both of their shirts and handed Roxas's to him. They continued to dress without further conversation and Axel felt guilty for just leaving him like this after what happened. It wasn't like he wanted to but, Xemnas had given him orders and he had to follow them.

He took Roxas by the arm and pulled him into a fierce hug. "I'm sorry," he whispered to the top of his head. "I'll try and get this done as fast as I can."

Axel kissed him once again, not wanting to pull away for a small fear that this was the last time he would ever kiss his soft lips ran through the back of his mind. "I love you...no matter what."