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Silks And Stockings
Tke: finally got this done and am able to post, yay me!! I’m getting better with posting, I think…
Hopefully AkuSor fans love this!!
X.X.X.X.X.X.X
Title: Silks and Stockings
Authoress: Tysonkaiexperiment
Couplings: AxelSora mention of Zemyx, RokuNam, Soiku, and Rudeno (RudeReno)
Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, masturbation, and some cussing
Summary: Oneshot. Lemon. AkuSor. Mentioned Soiku, Zemyx, RokuNam, and Rudeno. Axel really loved that maid service for bringing him that boy. And for that cute little outfit he requested…
Random Notes: This is a result from looking at shirononekojin-san’s AxelXSora: Master…? Artwork on Deviantart, I swear I’m always thinking of it for some reason…
Complete or Incomplete: Complete
Started: February 28, 2007 5: 43 PM
Finished: March 8, 2007 11: 27 PM
X.X.X.X.X.X.X
So there sat three friends, three friends that would soon decide Axel’s fate.
The redhead gulped, green eyes shifting towards his glass of water that sat innocently on the coaster on the table, to his friends right across from him.
Riku, the first, was a single beauty that was more interested in counting his money rather than looking for a date. His silky silver hair reminded Axel that for Christmas Riku needed more Herbal Essence shampoo. Aqua eyes dancing merrily at the thought of torturing Axel and paying him back for a reason Axel couldn’t think of.
The boy next to him, Roxas, was Axel’s best friend. Roxas had happily married Naminé and now lived with her not too far away. Just in case Axel began to sob about need of a boyfriend again. The blonde didn’t mind his best friend was gay, he was always opened minded. Sapphire eyes glistened, those eyes almost smirking at Axel in enjoyment.
Demy, sweet buddy Demyx that always helped Axel with pranks. Blond Fauxhawk slightly dropping and smushed together from just having woken up, it was starting to drop into his face. The blue-eye teen had been cuddling with his fiancée, Zexion, when he got a call from Roxas. Anything to get a prank on Axel, Demyx was in.
Axel, green-eyed beauty, would just have to survive. The two black tattooed upside down raindrops looked slightly worn out, he’d have to go to the tattoo parlor and get them redone sometime soon. His original spiky red hair was spiked only a bit, most of it dropping around his face as he’d just gotten out of the shower.
“So, we figured.” Roxas grinned, looking around at the pigsty of a mansion. “We’d help you out.”
Axel winced; he didn’t need it, did he? Truthfully, the four (also with Naminé and Zexion) lived on the rich side of town because they were… well… rich.
Riku just finished for Roxas, “Get you a cute little maid or something.”
Demyx grinned, “Maybe a brunette.”
Axel shivered.
Ever since he met Marluxia he’d been afraid, really, of brunettes.
Even after Marluxia dyed his hair pink, Axel hadn’t gotten over his little problem.
The three friends agreed, “Look, worst out of it, they’ll be ugly and try to hit on you.”
Axel twitched.
Roxas smiled, “Good out of it, you get a hottie.”
Riku shrugged, “Either way, you’d get your mansion cleaned three days a week.”
“Maybe we should get two instead.” Demyx muttered, “Axel throws a lot of parties after all.”
The two laughed and Axel just pouted.
“I’m only agreeing to ONE!” Before the three cheered Axel showed them his middle finger, “Count my fingers, ONE!!”
Riku shoved his friend out of the room, “Go, we’ll set it up.”
“So.” Roxas answered when they made sure Axel went to the other room, “So, my cousin works at this great one.”
“Your COUSIN??” Demyx asked.
Roxas nodded softly, “His dad, my uncle, ran off a large debt before he died, leaving my cousin and his mom with a large debt to pay off.”
Riku grinned, “Call his company then, personally request him.”
“THEY BETTER HAVE A MINISKIRT ON!!” Axel yelled from the dinning room.
They laughed, Demyx turned to Roxas, “Hair color?”
“Brunette.” Roxas grinned.
Demyx smiled but Riku had hidden a frown.
Roxas’s eyes flashed as they met Riku’s.
Riku said nothing but turned to listen to Demyx.
Roxas frowned.
X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X
Axel sighed, fiddling slightly with his half-open shirt, remembering Roxas saying something about a half-open t-shirt would make a great impression.
Yeah, right.
Probably just to tell the maid to keep away from him.
At least they ordered him a guy.
In a skirt, as request.
Only it wouldn’t be a mini skirt, Axel had pouted, that’d been against company policy.
So here he sat, on his staircase with his maids and butlers staring strangely at him. Axel had been expecting them to still be gone, after all, he’d given them a pretty long vacation, but they said they’d rather work than relax. Axel wasn’t hard on them, as long as they at least attempted their job he paid them; they were more like distant family then laborers.
Ding-Dong!
Axel went rigid, nearly biting the head off Penfold; a butler who had went to get the door. He requested if the butler could get him and his guest some tea, the man walked away without asking.
Slowly he grabbed the handles and opened the door.
Let’s start with shoes, shall we?
Small tap-dance looking shoes that had looked spit-shined cleaned (they probably weren’t) holding silk white stockings on thin legs, little ribbons running around the ankles and held in place by a hearted shapped pin. The black skirt went a bit above the knee, whit frills pouring out just slightly to frill against the knees. The slightly ruffled white apron ended about half way down the skirt, it had been tied with a rather large bow in the back as the little ribbons gently tugged half-way to the floor. The shirt looked like a completely button up they wore in the Victorian era, it’s black silk sticking to the lithe body as the white ruffles circled around the collar. The poofed out black sleeves were short; little white ruffles of lace (same as the collar) were stretching gently for cover.
The skin was a luscious tan, black bracelets with white silk frills on each wrist, papers tucked safely in the right hand. Pink shiny-glossed lips, cute button nose, medium cheekbones, the kid was gorgeous.
Those eyes, clearer than any crystal, and shinning more beautifully than any gem Axel’s mother owned.
Chocolate spikes falling over the luscious face, turning it completely childlike and begging, just as the body had been.
Begging for what, may you ask?
To be taken of course!
This IS Axel.
A second later the boy’s cheeks glew a bright, healthy red.
Axel turned; grasping the front of his pants lightly, “Erm… d-dining room, to the right, p-please have a seat…” He looked behind him, staring at the kid.
The boy blinked cutely, tilting his head slightly in question, a slight pink still visible on his cheeks.
“I have to go grab something.”
With a nod the boy made his way towards the dinning room.
Axel hissed, trying not to stare at the slightly visible ass as he made his way up the stairs and to his room.
X.X.X.X.X.X
The lock was tightened then before; Axel flung his back against the door, whimpering as he almost ripped the buttons of the jeans.
“God damn!” Axel muttered, pulling harshly as the button flew off it’s sewing and onto the floor by his feet.
Maybe he’d worry about that later, maybe.
With almost the same persistence, the white boxers flew off, pooling fastly around his feet. His back leaned against the door, fingers grasping at the rather hard problem between his legs.
“God yes…” Axel whimpered, fingers brushing against the dark red hair around the organ as he pumped.
Did he care he just met that kid? Not even knowing his name?
Not really.
He squeezing, letting out a small cry as he squeezed again. The transparent liquid slid from the slit, falling onto the white boxers and making a small stain.
He slid to the floor, pushing his hips up to thrust deeper. His skin began to glisten with sweat, fingertips brushing against his balls.
The boy down the stairs, he would shed everything. That small, lithe, tanned body would glisten with sweat, eyes dark with lust, lips parted as noise poured out from between them, cheeks bright red.
Axel quickly squeezed, releasing himself all over his stomach, pants, and boxers.
“A little to comfortable to move.” Axel chuckled but remembered the kid was waiting downstairs. “Hm…” He stood up; grabbing his wasted clothes and threw them into his basket of laundry, “Ten points!” He cried out childishly, a little thing he’d picked up from his friends. He shrugged, grabbing a towel from his joint bathroom and wiping himself down before spraying on a crap load of cologne.
Couldn’t go down smelling like that, could he?
After putting on some nice black slacks he almost ripped the door off it’s locks and hinges and flew down the stairs to the dinning room.
X.X.X.X.X.X.X
The boy had been sitting there, as in too afraid to touch even a speck of dust.
Axel stared quietly at him from the doorway, ignoring how his three friends got him a brunette.
But in truth, this brunette was pretty damn cute.
The brunette seemed to peer at himself through the light grey of the tea as it reflected off the sun from the windows behind him. Quickly the boy began to fix a black silk headband, white laced, as he redid the right ribbon before frowning and fixing the left ribbon.
“The tea is for drinking.”
The brunette squeaked, looking up before looking down and turning a dark red.
Axel sat across from him, not noticing Penfold placing a tea-filled cup in front of him, and watched him with a dark gaze, “What’s your name?”
“Ah!” The boy looked up, blue eyes meeting green. They paused for a second, the boy looked back down as he twisted the napkin on his lap in both hands, “S-Sora, Nakango-sama.”
Axel grinned, the boy was completely molestable, “Axel-san no Nakango or –sama.”
“H-hai!”
His voice was like silk too.
“Do you have something, papers wise?”
The brunette blinked, “M-my resume???”
Axel chuckled, “Yeah, right, that.”
Sora quickly handed it over, “I listed everything I could on here.”
Axel looked through the surprisingly neatly done writing, “So, you’re good with laundry and small room things.”
The brunette paused, glancing up slightly at his possible boss. “Y-yes…”
Axel grinned, “Welcome aboard Sora Kaze, you are now my personal maid.”
“Y-yes sir!” Sora had smiled.
And Axel had stopped breathing.
X.X.X.X.X.X.X
By the time Penfold had explained every rule, nook and cranny of Axel’s house, the brunette was showing his true side.
His talkative, adorable, loveable, glompable, rapable side.
Axel couldn’t help it if the kid was gorgeous AND smiled more then Reno, his brother, did at Christmas.
Even if said brother would end up bouncing around in a seat while opening gifts with his dark-skinned boyfriend, Rude, right next to him.
And at those times Reno was as bright as a Christmas tree, he was literally glowing.
But Sora, Sora was different.
He lit up like the sun.
And although Axel hadn’t seen him do anything more than be nervous or happy, he was pretty sure Sora would never cry or get angry (unless the dusting broom was ‘against him’ as he claimed.)
The kid followed Axel like a little duckling, soaking in information as Axel told him about his parents, brother, friends, and other families, and what to do when they were around.
He was like a sponge.
Well…
A gorgeous, smiling, sponge with a good-looking ass.
Yeah, that about summed him up.
Axel glanced at the boy as he busied himself with tea, he began to choose a tealeaf when Axel spoke up, “You can use the honey and sugar too.”
The boy froze, mixing the tea and other items before setting it in front of Axel, a dark red blush on his face as he tried not to look at his redheaded master.
Axel smiled, hearing the doorbell ring. He invited his friends that had ‘randomly disappeared for a few days’ to see his cute little maid.
So a few seconds later, his friends sat across from him (they had a habit of that) as Sora was pouring them all tea.
Demyx was saying hi, actually getting along with Sora as if they were brothers or something.
Roxas hugged his cousin, kissing him on the cheek, a family tradition, before asking if Axel was treating him with respect.
Sora nodded and moved on to Riku, but the silver haired boy hadn’t said a thing.
Their gaze met before Riku looked down at his tea.
Sora frowned but stood by Axel, trying to ignore the aqua eyes on him.
Axel and Roxas began talking, having fun talking about the brunette’s work.
Demyx watched Riku; the blond began to cover his mouth as he laughed.
Sora was trying not to fidget; it was getting really hard, why was Riku staring anyways?
After an hour of talking, tea, and laughter, Riku claimed that his mom needed him to remodel a building, so he’d walked out.
“Oh my god!” Demyx burst into laughter, watching Riku drive out of the driving way.
“What?” The two asked.
“I think Riku likes Sora!”
The brunette was bright red, “E-excuse me Demyx-san!?” Although red, he didn’t look as horrified as they expected him to be.
Roxas had frowned, but didn’t say a thing.
Demyx sighed, shaking his finger at Sora “Just Demyx.” He turned back to the frowning Axel, “The whole time Riku only grunted or whatever, he was always staring at Sora.”
Axel slipped an arm around Sora’s waist, “Well he’ll need to find someone else for his lust driven hormones elsewhere.”
The two blonds giggled.
Sora was a dark red, feeling Axel’s slim fingers wrap on his hip.
X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X
Sora seemed to be the light of the mansion, he’d been there for a few weeks already; but everyone called him Sora-chan (Axel’s friends) or Sora-sama (all the help).
Everyone loved him, but not as much as Axel did.
When the boy was around, he’d smelled like clean, crisp air that Axel loved to sit and smell in the early mornings.
And Axel always loved to sit there and just become intoxicated with his smell.
As weird as this was going to sound, Axel had come to the city, on Sora’s day off, in search of said brunette.
“R-Riku!”
Axel paused, after talking with a blond girl at the corner, she informed Axel that Sora had been shopping. (Apparently he was friendly with everyone)
He turned, green eyes gazing at the sight before him as he hid behind the brick wall.
Sora, in a simple black turtleneck, tanned pants, and black tenni shoes, was being pushed against the wall by a red sweater, black pants, ankle-high boot wearing Riku.
“I can’t believe you Sora!”
The brunette frowned, “R-Riku…”
“You’ve been my best friend for years and now you’re randomly working for Axel?!”
Pink lips pursed together, “I didn’t know who it was, okay?”
Riku’s fingers grasped Sora’s hand, “And I can tell, by the way you look at him—….”
Sora’s eyes spiked with tears, “P-please Riku!”
“You’re in love with Axel!”
The brunette whimpered, Axel’s eyes widened as Riku pressed Sora’s hand hard between his fingers.
“After I told you and you denied my feelings for you!”
“I-I know—ah!!” Riku had dug his nails into Sora’s skin.
“You told me you weren’t gay period!”
The brunette grasped at Riku’s wrist, trying to push the older man off.
“Riku, I hope you’re not doing anything to my hired help.”
Riku frowned, glaring at the redhead that had ‘just turned the corner’.
Sora had covered his mouth slightly with his left hand, tears pouring down his cheeks as he could still feel Riku’s nails digging into his right hand.
“It’s nothing.” Riku hissed, dropping Sora’s hand as if it was filth and moving into the crowd.
Axel pulled the brunette’s hand gently, watching him wince. Small crescent indentations were bright red, a few even showing drops of blood, “Let’s get you cleaned.”
The brunette whimpered as Axel pulled him towards the limo Penfold was driving. They got inside, silence between them.
Three seconds later Sora’s arms slipped around Axel’s neck as he the brunette cried.
Axel rubbed soothing circles on his back, burying his face in the shock of brown.
Penfold smiled.
X.X.X.X.X.X
Every day since then, Sora told Axel a bit of his past life.
How he and Riku had been best friends since diapers, doing everything together and having Roxas slowly join them.
And then came the early teenage years, when Riku finally confessed.
Sora didn’t know what to say, but he had politely rejected him saying he wasn’t sure if he was gay.
Riku bottled up, and didn’t contact Sora as much as they did in the past.
Axel knew it must have been painful with he talked/joked/saw Riku and Sora was forced to sit there and be a part of it.
And just like Axel suspected, the emotions came pouring out.
Sure it’d hurt Sora a bit at first, but eventually he suppressed his feelings, becoming his usual self once again.
And finally Sora’s last emotion was the only one Axel felt fully about.
And that was his feelings toward Axel.
The brunette had pleaded saying he wouldn’t even act on them if Axel didn’t fire him.
But Axel wanted the opposite.
He DID want Sora to act on them.
So when the fifth night they shared a room had rolled around (after the tenth day of Sora telling Axel about his life), Axel had finally gotten a couple of kisses out of the brunette.
They weren’t short and sweet either.
Axel would lean in for a simple kiss and Sora would arch his body to the redhead’s. He seemed to enjoy longer, more feeling kisses than the rather unsure ones Axel assumed of him.
But the boy was always a welcomed sight and feel. He would almost perfectly mold into Axel’s side. That alone was a large comfort.
After it, Sora seemed to bounce with energy, always wanting to jump and do exercises even. And he was always performing stunts for Axel in that adorable skirt, and when it would ride up, Axel, being the pervert he was, would watch the small white underwear underneath.
He grinned every time, calling Sora back to the bed.
Sora really only slept in the bed with him, because after the encounter with Riku, Sora seemed to have a hard time sleeping. Yet the day after, when they were at the store, Sora laid his head on Axel’s and was out like a light.
Sora would comply, snuggling into Axel’s warm arms as they lay down, getting a few small kisses here and there as they were talking in the darkness, sharing jokes and stories.
Sora was like an early Christmas gift.
X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X
Then came the time the contract ended.
Sora had packed up everything, looking down in shame for forgetting that he was not to get in any type of relationship with his purchaser unless it was master and servant wise.
Axel seemed to mope even more that day Sora left.
He could vaguely recall Penfold talking to Demyx and Roxas through the phone about how he wasn’t eating much, didn’t really drink tea anymore, and seemed to daze.
Axel couldn’t really care.
He wanted to see Sora again, to smell him again, to hear him, to feel him again.
He’d gone to bed early now, at 800 P.M. according to Penfold, and seemed to just laze about.
And on the other line, Demyx and Roxas smiled warmly to each other.
X.X.X.X.X.X.X A Week Later X.X.X.X.X.X.X
DING-DONG!
Axel glanced up from the dinning room, he’d been sleeping and the sound just woke him up.
He’d had the most awful dream of him seeing Sora again and he ended up peeing on himself as soon as Sora came near.
Glancing down he noticed his teacup on its side, the light drink dripping off the table and onto his pants.
So that’s where the liquid came from.
DING-DONG!!
Axel gave an irritated noise, why wasn’t someone getting the damn door?
“PENFOLD!!”
No response.
Axel groaned, trying the names of several other maids and butlers.
No one was answering back.
Where were they?
DING-DONG!!
He rose from his seat and stomped over, grasping the door handle and pulling it open and almost off it’s hinges, “WHAT?!”
“I’m a present for Mr. Axel Nakango.”
“I don’t want a damn—.” Axel’s words stopped.
Emerald green clashed with sky blue.
Sora’s lips parted in a smile, “Unless you don’t want my service?”
He was still wearing the same frilly maid uniform.
Axel grinned, fingers wrapping around Sora’s waist and pulling him closer as he slipped his face into the crook of Sora’s neck, “What are you doing back?”
Sora smiled, arms wrapped around Axel’s neck as he breathed in the smell of burnt wood and ashes. “I just didn’t want to be anyone else’s maid, got a problem with that?”
Axel smiled, “Nope.” Their eyes slipped closed, pulling each other into a deep kiss.
“Missed you.” Sora whispered, fingers half on the back of Axel’s neck and the others mixed with Axel’s hair.
“Come on.” Axel grinned, leading the brunette up to his room before locking the door.
Sora’s arms wrapped around his neck again, Axel pulled his feet up so he could carry him to the bed. Their lips met again, Axel’s feet dragging them hurriedly to the bed. Sora’s head tilted to the side, Axel’s lips running down his jaw where they landed on the younger boy’s neck. Sora whimpered, feeling Axel’s hand slide up the skirt, lightly squeezing on his skin as his hand moved up.
“Axel…” Sora whispered, feeling Axel’s lips meet his own again as his hands grasped Axel’s shoulders.
Axel grinned, slipping off the small buttons to reveal tanned skin underneath. His lips found one small nipple; it latched on as he began his ‘attack’.
Sora whimpered again, arching his body to meet Axel’s mouth as Axel moved to the other nipple.
Axel smirked, “What do you want Sora?”
Sora swallowed heavily, feeling the heels of his shoes digging into the bed.
Axel’s tongue trailed down his stomach, finally dipping into his navel.
Sora squirmed, fingers grasping the silk bedding as he arched. “Ax-el…” He whined, hips rising as Axel watched in amusement.
Axel chuckled, pulling away Sora’s clothing as he watched Sora pull himself out of the ridiculous (yet addicting) clothing.
The shirt, Axel now learned, was not part of the skirt, however the apron was a completely separate part.
Sora giggled, his top gone but still in the small skirt, socks and shoes.
Axel reached his hand up, tugging on a black ribbon as it pulled loose and allowed him to pull it to the floor.
“Do you really need this much clothing?” Axel questioned, untying the ribbon behind Sora so they could get the apron off.
Sora grinned, “I thought it was kinky.”
Axel smirked back, tossing the apron off to the side before starting on the side buttons of the skirt, “It was, until we had to get you out of it.”
Sora laughed, throwing his head back and letting out the rich sound.
Axel grinned, leaning forward to suckle on the boy’s neck, causing Sora’s laugh to half-drown. By the time he found out he couldn’t undo the buttons, he’d pulled away from Sora’s neck to see the bright red mark he’d left on Sora’s neck.
Sora pouted, “I have no shirts to cover that.”
Axel smirked, “You’ll be bedded for a while, no need.”
Sora’s flesh went bright red, he quietly watched as Axel clawed at the buttons again.
“We’re leaving you in this.” Axel growled at the skit, causing Sora to laugh. Axel did manage to undo one button before he chose to push the skirt up to reveal his present underneath.
“Oh man Sora, they really had you go all out huh?” Axel’s fingers smacked the small little pink bow, that hadn’t even been the size of his pinky nail, on Sora’s white panties.
Sora glared over his red face, “A-actually… that was my part…”
“Wanna tell me where you’re getting girly panties, Sora?” Axel joked, leaning down to brush his lips against Sora’s.
“Kairi—.”
Axel burst out laughing, “Naminé’s sister?”
Sora nodded, face red, “She gave them to me as a gag gift one year.”
“Awww.” Axel chuckled, flicking Sora’s nose, “Poor Sora, I’ll have to help you get rid of them.”
Sora pouted, but it froze when Axel’s fingers skimmed the cloth erection inside. His hips bucked helplessly, Axel’s fingers clasped themselves under the silk panties before he tugged them down and nibbled Sora’s inner thigh.
Sora squeaked in surprise, after being on the end of a joke, he didn’t really expect Axel to do that. He moaned, however, when Axel nipped at his chocolate brown private hairs, running over them with his tongue only to have the cold air give him goose bumps before Axel blew a warm path of air over them.
Axel smirked, licking the base of Sora’s cock softly, the brunette’s eyes snapped open, he arched, meeting the warm air as Axel completely engulfed him.
“Axel…” He meant to cry out, but it’d come out as more of a mewl.
Axel grinned again; pushing passed his gag reflex to take Sora’s member into his mouth. Sora whimpered, digging his fingers through Axel’s hair as Axel’s teeth scrapped lightly under the large muscle. Axel just gave a smile, purring, as he caused Sora to shake with emotion.
Sora had begun to bit his lip, fingers clawing through Axel’s hair, “Axel, please… more…”
Axel slid his tongue into Sora’s slit, his taste buds picking up on the slightly salty flavor of Sora.
Sora felt Axel’s throat start to vibrate due to his purring again, and he groaned and threw his head back.
Sora’s burst of seed caused Axel to pull away slightly, but he kept his mouth over, sucking every drop out of Sora possible.
Sora groaned, falling back onto the comfortable mattress and silk sheets below him.
“Flipping you over.” Axel grunted challengingly, his cock painfully hard against his jeans.
Sora whimpered, rising up on his hands and knees as he heard a zipper slide downward.
“Axel…” He whispered, feeling Axel’s leaking cock twitch against the inside side of one of his butt checks.
“Hm?”
“Shouldn’t I take the heels off?” Sora giggled.
Axel looked down at his lover, noticing Sora was still in the skirt, socks, and truthfully, heels, “No.” He admitted, placing each arm on either side of Sora and burying his face in Sora’s shoulder, “You’re a complete turn on like this… are you ready?”
Sora nearly had a heart attack, “A-are you insane? I’m not taking you dry!!”
Axel instantly stuffed a tube under Sora’s nose, “I’m not dry, you’re busy yakking away as I’m coating myself.”
Sora let out a loose laugh; he hummed softly as he felt Axel slip a finger inside him. “Feels good…”
Axel chuckled, slipping in two fingers as he wriggled them around.
No such luck.
The third finger slipped in, Sora bucking back to meet them, “Axel…”
Axel innocently hooked his fingers.
Sora’s shrill cry filled the room, “Oh god!!” He cried out, almost melting into the bed if Axel wasn’t holding him up.
Axel repeated himself.
Sora cried out again, pushing himself against Axel’s fingers.
Axel slid his fingers out, pressing his cock at Sora’s entrance.
“You sure you’re ready?”
“Will you MOVE already?” Sora cried out, feeling his muscles clench and unclench towards Axel’s pressing cock.
Axel grinned, filling Sora in one whole move to avoid more pain then slipping himself in little by little. Sora whimpered, feeling Axel bury his face in the crock of Sora’s neck as Sora placed his head on Axel’s shoulder.
There was a small thrust and Sora pleasurably pushed back into it, “Ahhhhh… yessssss…”
Axel grasped the bed sheets tightly before pulling somewhat out; he then slammed back in and began to fuck Sora into the mattress.
Sora clawed at the silk sheets, freezing every so often when Axel brushed against there and Sora could only see white spots blurring his vision.
Axel grunted, hands pushing Sora’s legs closer to his own to allow him to go deeper into Sora.
Sora came first, his white seed spilling and staining the black skirt as he tumbled into the many pillows on the bed.
Axel slammed in a last time, breathing heavily after his seed exploded into Sora’s body and stuck to his walls.
Axel slid out slowly, smacking Sora’s butt cheek fondly before lifting the covers and wrapping them both in them.
“I really missed you.” Sora whispered, eyes closing from the warmth of Axel’s embrace.
“I died without you.” Axel grinned, letting out a breath in Sora’s face and watching Sora’s bangs flutter upwards before falling back and sticking to his sweat-slicked skin.
“Love you.” Sora whispered again, yawning.
“Love you too.” Axel answered, pulling the mewling Sora close before falling into a strong sleep.
Everything would be perfect by morning.
X.X.X.X.X.X.X
Tke: SHAZZAM!! DONE!! WAA HAA HAAA HAAAAA!!
Cast: sweatdrop
Tke: god, I really needed to get that done…
Axel: isn’t it passed your bedtime?
Tke: glances at clock … so it is…
-silence-
Tke: SUGARRRRRRRR!!!!
Cast: oh gawd…
Hopefully AkuSor fans love this!!
X.X.X.X.X.X.X
Title: Silks and Stockings
Authoress: Tysonkaiexperiment
Couplings: AxelSora mention of Zemyx, RokuNam, Soiku, and Rudeno (RudeReno)
Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, masturbation, and some cussing
Summary: Oneshot. Lemon. AkuSor. Mentioned Soiku, Zemyx, RokuNam, and Rudeno. Axel really loved that maid service for bringing him that boy. And for that cute little outfit he requested…
Random Notes: This is a result from looking at shirononekojin-san’s AxelXSora: Master…? Artwork on Deviantart, I swear I’m always thinking of it for some reason…
Complete or Incomplete: Complete
Started: February 28, 2007 5: 43 PM
Finished: March 8, 2007 11: 27 PM
X.X.X.X.X.X.X
So there sat three friends, three friends that would soon decide Axel’s fate.
The redhead gulped, green eyes shifting towards his glass of water that sat innocently on the coaster on the table, to his friends right across from him.
Riku, the first, was a single beauty that was more interested in counting his money rather than looking for a date. His silky silver hair reminded Axel that for Christmas Riku needed more Herbal Essence shampoo. Aqua eyes dancing merrily at the thought of torturing Axel and paying him back for a reason Axel couldn’t think of.
The boy next to him, Roxas, was Axel’s best friend. Roxas had happily married Naminé and now lived with her not too far away. Just in case Axel began to sob about need of a boyfriend again. The blonde didn’t mind his best friend was gay, he was always opened minded. Sapphire eyes glistened, those eyes almost smirking at Axel in enjoyment.
Demy, sweet buddy Demyx that always helped Axel with pranks. Blond Fauxhawk slightly dropping and smushed together from just having woken up, it was starting to drop into his face. The blue-eye teen had been cuddling with his fiancée, Zexion, when he got a call from Roxas. Anything to get a prank on Axel, Demyx was in.
Axel, green-eyed beauty, would just have to survive. The two black tattooed upside down raindrops looked slightly worn out, he’d have to go to the tattoo parlor and get them redone sometime soon. His original spiky red hair was spiked only a bit, most of it dropping around his face as he’d just gotten out of the shower.
“So, we figured.” Roxas grinned, looking around at the pigsty of a mansion. “We’d help you out.”
Axel winced; he didn’t need it, did he? Truthfully, the four (also with Naminé and Zexion) lived on the rich side of town because they were… well… rich.
Riku just finished for Roxas, “Get you a cute little maid or something.”
Demyx grinned, “Maybe a brunette.”
Axel shivered.
Ever since he met Marluxia he’d been afraid, really, of brunettes.
Even after Marluxia dyed his hair pink, Axel hadn’t gotten over his little problem.
The three friends agreed, “Look, worst out of it, they’ll be ugly and try to hit on you.”
Axel twitched.
Roxas smiled, “Good out of it, you get a hottie.”
Riku shrugged, “Either way, you’d get your mansion cleaned three days a week.”
“Maybe we should get two instead.” Demyx muttered, “Axel throws a lot of parties after all.”
The two laughed and Axel just pouted.
“I’m only agreeing to ONE!” Before the three cheered Axel showed them his middle finger, “Count my fingers, ONE!!”
Riku shoved his friend out of the room, “Go, we’ll set it up.”
“So.” Roxas answered when they made sure Axel went to the other room, “So, my cousin works at this great one.”
“Your COUSIN??” Demyx asked.
Roxas nodded softly, “His dad, my uncle, ran off a large debt before he died, leaving my cousin and his mom with a large debt to pay off.”
Riku grinned, “Call his company then, personally request him.”
“THEY BETTER HAVE A MINISKIRT ON!!” Axel yelled from the dinning room.
They laughed, Demyx turned to Roxas, “Hair color?”
“Brunette.” Roxas grinned.
Demyx smiled but Riku had hidden a frown.
Roxas’s eyes flashed as they met Riku’s.
Riku said nothing but turned to listen to Demyx.
Roxas frowned.
X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X
Axel sighed, fiddling slightly with his half-open shirt, remembering Roxas saying something about a half-open t-shirt would make a great impression.
Yeah, right.
Probably just to tell the maid to keep away from him.
At least they ordered him a guy.
In a skirt, as request.
Only it wouldn’t be a mini skirt, Axel had pouted, that’d been against company policy.
So here he sat, on his staircase with his maids and butlers staring strangely at him. Axel had been expecting them to still be gone, after all, he’d given them a pretty long vacation, but they said they’d rather work than relax. Axel wasn’t hard on them, as long as they at least attempted their job he paid them; they were more like distant family then laborers.
Ding-Dong!
Axel went rigid, nearly biting the head off Penfold; a butler who had went to get the door. He requested if the butler could get him and his guest some tea, the man walked away without asking.
Slowly he grabbed the handles and opened the door.
Let’s start with shoes, shall we?
Small tap-dance looking shoes that had looked spit-shined cleaned (they probably weren’t) holding silk white stockings on thin legs, little ribbons running around the ankles and held in place by a hearted shapped pin. The black skirt went a bit above the knee, whit frills pouring out just slightly to frill against the knees. The slightly ruffled white apron ended about half way down the skirt, it had been tied with a rather large bow in the back as the little ribbons gently tugged half-way to the floor. The shirt looked like a completely button up they wore in the Victorian era, it’s black silk sticking to the lithe body as the white ruffles circled around the collar. The poofed out black sleeves were short; little white ruffles of lace (same as the collar) were stretching gently for cover.
The skin was a luscious tan, black bracelets with white silk frills on each wrist, papers tucked safely in the right hand. Pink shiny-glossed lips, cute button nose, medium cheekbones, the kid was gorgeous.
Those eyes, clearer than any crystal, and shinning more beautifully than any gem Axel’s mother owned.
Chocolate spikes falling over the luscious face, turning it completely childlike and begging, just as the body had been.
Begging for what, may you ask?
To be taken of course!
This IS Axel.
A second later the boy’s cheeks glew a bright, healthy red.
Axel turned; grasping the front of his pants lightly, “Erm… d-dining room, to the right, p-please have a seat…” He looked behind him, staring at the kid.
The boy blinked cutely, tilting his head slightly in question, a slight pink still visible on his cheeks.
“I have to go grab something.”
With a nod the boy made his way towards the dinning room.
Axel hissed, trying not to stare at the slightly visible ass as he made his way up the stairs and to his room.
X.X.X.X.X.X
The lock was tightened then before; Axel flung his back against the door, whimpering as he almost ripped the buttons of the jeans.
“God damn!” Axel muttered, pulling harshly as the button flew off it’s sewing and onto the floor by his feet.
Maybe he’d worry about that later, maybe.
With almost the same persistence, the white boxers flew off, pooling fastly around his feet. His back leaned against the door, fingers grasping at the rather hard problem between his legs.
“God yes…” Axel whimpered, fingers brushing against the dark red hair around the organ as he pumped.
Did he care he just met that kid? Not even knowing his name?
Not really.
He squeezing, letting out a small cry as he squeezed again. The transparent liquid slid from the slit, falling onto the white boxers and making a small stain.
He slid to the floor, pushing his hips up to thrust deeper. His skin began to glisten with sweat, fingertips brushing against his balls.
The boy down the stairs, he would shed everything. That small, lithe, tanned body would glisten with sweat, eyes dark with lust, lips parted as noise poured out from between them, cheeks bright red.
Axel quickly squeezed, releasing himself all over his stomach, pants, and boxers.
“A little to comfortable to move.” Axel chuckled but remembered the kid was waiting downstairs. “Hm…” He stood up; grabbing his wasted clothes and threw them into his basket of laundry, “Ten points!” He cried out childishly, a little thing he’d picked up from his friends. He shrugged, grabbing a towel from his joint bathroom and wiping himself down before spraying on a crap load of cologne.
Couldn’t go down smelling like that, could he?
After putting on some nice black slacks he almost ripped the door off it’s locks and hinges and flew down the stairs to the dinning room.
X.X.X.X.X.X.X
The boy had been sitting there, as in too afraid to touch even a speck of dust.
Axel stared quietly at him from the doorway, ignoring how his three friends got him a brunette.
But in truth, this brunette was pretty damn cute.
The brunette seemed to peer at himself through the light grey of the tea as it reflected off the sun from the windows behind him. Quickly the boy began to fix a black silk headband, white laced, as he redid the right ribbon before frowning and fixing the left ribbon.
“The tea is for drinking.”
The brunette squeaked, looking up before looking down and turning a dark red.
Axel sat across from him, not noticing Penfold placing a tea-filled cup in front of him, and watched him with a dark gaze, “What’s your name?”
“Ah!” The boy looked up, blue eyes meeting green. They paused for a second, the boy looked back down as he twisted the napkin on his lap in both hands, “S-Sora, Nakango-sama.”
Axel grinned, the boy was completely molestable, “Axel-san no Nakango or –sama.”
“H-hai!”
His voice was like silk too.
“Do you have something, papers wise?”
The brunette blinked, “M-my resume???”
Axel chuckled, “Yeah, right, that.”
Sora quickly handed it over, “I listed everything I could on here.”
Axel looked through the surprisingly neatly done writing, “So, you’re good with laundry and small room things.”
The brunette paused, glancing up slightly at his possible boss. “Y-yes…”
Axel grinned, “Welcome aboard Sora Kaze, you are now my personal maid.”
“Y-yes sir!” Sora had smiled.
And Axel had stopped breathing.
X.X.X.X.X.X.X
By the time Penfold had explained every rule, nook and cranny of Axel’s house, the brunette was showing his true side.
His talkative, adorable, loveable, glompable, rapable side.
Axel couldn’t help it if the kid was gorgeous AND smiled more then Reno, his brother, did at Christmas.
Even if said brother would end up bouncing around in a seat while opening gifts with his dark-skinned boyfriend, Rude, right next to him.
And at those times Reno was as bright as a Christmas tree, he was literally glowing.
But Sora, Sora was different.
He lit up like the sun.
And although Axel hadn’t seen him do anything more than be nervous or happy, he was pretty sure Sora would never cry or get angry (unless the dusting broom was ‘against him’ as he claimed.)
The kid followed Axel like a little duckling, soaking in information as Axel told him about his parents, brother, friends, and other families, and what to do when they were around.
He was like a sponge.
Well…
A gorgeous, smiling, sponge with a good-looking ass.
Yeah, that about summed him up.
Axel glanced at the boy as he busied himself with tea, he began to choose a tealeaf when Axel spoke up, “You can use the honey and sugar too.”
The boy froze, mixing the tea and other items before setting it in front of Axel, a dark red blush on his face as he tried not to look at his redheaded master.
Axel smiled, hearing the doorbell ring. He invited his friends that had ‘randomly disappeared for a few days’ to see his cute little maid.
So a few seconds later, his friends sat across from him (they had a habit of that) as Sora was pouring them all tea.
Demyx was saying hi, actually getting along with Sora as if they were brothers or something.
Roxas hugged his cousin, kissing him on the cheek, a family tradition, before asking if Axel was treating him with respect.
Sora nodded and moved on to Riku, but the silver haired boy hadn’t said a thing.
Their gaze met before Riku looked down at his tea.
Sora frowned but stood by Axel, trying to ignore the aqua eyes on him.
Axel and Roxas began talking, having fun talking about the brunette’s work.
Demyx watched Riku; the blond began to cover his mouth as he laughed.
Sora was trying not to fidget; it was getting really hard, why was Riku staring anyways?
After an hour of talking, tea, and laughter, Riku claimed that his mom needed him to remodel a building, so he’d walked out.
“Oh my god!” Demyx burst into laughter, watching Riku drive out of the driving way.
“What?” The two asked.
“I think Riku likes Sora!”
The brunette was bright red, “E-excuse me Demyx-san!?” Although red, he didn’t look as horrified as they expected him to be.
Roxas had frowned, but didn’t say a thing.
Demyx sighed, shaking his finger at Sora “Just Demyx.” He turned back to the frowning Axel, “The whole time Riku only grunted or whatever, he was always staring at Sora.”
Axel slipped an arm around Sora’s waist, “Well he’ll need to find someone else for his lust driven hormones elsewhere.”
The two blonds giggled.
Sora was a dark red, feeling Axel’s slim fingers wrap on his hip.
X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X
Sora seemed to be the light of the mansion, he’d been there for a few weeks already; but everyone called him Sora-chan (Axel’s friends) or Sora-sama (all the help).
Everyone loved him, but not as much as Axel did.
When the boy was around, he’d smelled like clean, crisp air that Axel loved to sit and smell in the early mornings.
And Axel always loved to sit there and just become intoxicated with his smell.
As weird as this was going to sound, Axel had come to the city, on Sora’s day off, in search of said brunette.
“R-Riku!”
Axel paused, after talking with a blond girl at the corner, she informed Axel that Sora had been shopping. (Apparently he was friendly with everyone)
He turned, green eyes gazing at the sight before him as he hid behind the brick wall.
Sora, in a simple black turtleneck, tanned pants, and black tenni shoes, was being pushed against the wall by a red sweater, black pants, ankle-high boot wearing Riku.
“I can’t believe you Sora!”
The brunette frowned, “R-Riku…”
“You’ve been my best friend for years and now you’re randomly working for Axel?!”
Pink lips pursed together, “I didn’t know who it was, okay?”
Riku’s fingers grasped Sora’s hand, “And I can tell, by the way you look at him—….”
Sora’s eyes spiked with tears, “P-please Riku!”
“You’re in love with Axel!”
The brunette whimpered, Axel’s eyes widened as Riku pressed Sora’s hand hard between his fingers.
“After I told you and you denied my feelings for you!”
“I-I know—ah!!” Riku had dug his nails into Sora’s skin.
“You told me you weren’t gay period!”
The brunette grasped at Riku’s wrist, trying to push the older man off.
“Riku, I hope you’re not doing anything to my hired help.”
Riku frowned, glaring at the redhead that had ‘just turned the corner’.
Sora had covered his mouth slightly with his left hand, tears pouring down his cheeks as he could still feel Riku’s nails digging into his right hand.
“It’s nothing.” Riku hissed, dropping Sora’s hand as if it was filth and moving into the crowd.
Axel pulled the brunette’s hand gently, watching him wince. Small crescent indentations were bright red, a few even showing drops of blood, “Let’s get you cleaned.”
The brunette whimpered as Axel pulled him towards the limo Penfold was driving. They got inside, silence between them.
Three seconds later Sora’s arms slipped around Axel’s neck as he the brunette cried.
Axel rubbed soothing circles on his back, burying his face in the shock of brown.
Penfold smiled.
X.X.X.X.X.X
Every day since then, Sora told Axel a bit of his past life.
How he and Riku had been best friends since diapers, doing everything together and having Roxas slowly join them.
And then came the early teenage years, when Riku finally confessed.
Sora didn’t know what to say, but he had politely rejected him saying he wasn’t sure if he was gay.
Riku bottled up, and didn’t contact Sora as much as they did in the past.
Axel knew it must have been painful with he talked/joked/saw Riku and Sora was forced to sit there and be a part of it.
And just like Axel suspected, the emotions came pouring out.
Sure it’d hurt Sora a bit at first, but eventually he suppressed his feelings, becoming his usual self once again.
And finally Sora’s last emotion was the only one Axel felt fully about.
And that was his feelings toward Axel.
The brunette had pleaded saying he wouldn’t even act on them if Axel didn’t fire him.
But Axel wanted the opposite.
He DID want Sora to act on them.
So when the fifth night they shared a room had rolled around (after the tenth day of Sora telling Axel about his life), Axel had finally gotten a couple of kisses out of the brunette.
They weren’t short and sweet either.
Axel would lean in for a simple kiss and Sora would arch his body to the redhead’s. He seemed to enjoy longer, more feeling kisses than the rather unsure ones Axel assumed of him.
But the boy was always a welcomed sight and feel. He would almost perfectly mold into Axel’s side. That alone was a large comfort.
After it, Sora seemed to bounce with energy, always wanting to jump and do exercises even. And he was always performing stunts for Axel in that adorable skirt, and when it would ride up, Axel, being the pervert he was, would watch the small white underwear underneath.
He grinned every time, calling Sora back to the bed.
Sora really only slept in the bed with him, because after the encounter with Riku, Sora seemed to have a hard time sleeping. Yet the day after, when they were at the store, Sora laid his head on Axel’s and was out like a light.
Sora would comply, snuggling into Axel’s warm arms as they lay down, getting a few small kisses here and there as they were talking in the darkness, sharing jokes and stories.
Sora was like an early Christmas gift.
X.X.X.X.X.X.X.X
Then came the time the contract ended.
Sora had packed up everything, looking down in shame for forgetting that he was not to get in any type of relationship with his purchaser unless it was master and servant wise.
Axel seemed to mope even more that day Sora left.
He could vaguely recall Penfold talking to Demyx and Roxas through the phone about how he wasn’t eating much, didn’t really drink tea anymore, and seemed to daze.
Axel couldn’t really care.
He wanted to see Sora again, to smell him again, to hear him, to feel him again.
He’d gone to bed early now, at 800 P.M. according to Penfold, and seemed to just laze about.
And on the other line, Demyx and Roxas smiled warmly to each other.
X.X.X.X.X.X.X A Week Later X.X.X.X.X.X.X
DING-DONG!
Axel glanced up from the dinning room, he’d been sleeping and the sound just woke him up.
He’d had the most awful dream of him seeing Sora again and he ended up peeing on himself as soon as Sora came near.
Glancing down he noticed his teacup on its side, the light drink dripping off the table and onto his pants.
So that’s where the liquid came from.
DING-DONG!!
Axel gave an irritated noise, why wasn’t someone getting the damn door?
“PENFOLD!!”
No response.
Axel groaned, trying the names of several other maids and butlers.
No one was answering back.
Where were they?
DING-DONG!!
He rose from his seat and stomped over, grasping the door handle and pulling it open and almost off it’s hinges, “WHAT?!”
“I’m a present for Mr. Axel Nakango.”
“I don’t want a damn—.” Axel’s words stopped.
Emerald green clashed with sky blue.
Sora’s lips parted in a smile, “Unless you don’t want my service?”
He was still wearing the same frilly maid uniform.
Axel grinned, fingers wrapping around Sora’s waist and pulling him closer as he slipped his face into the crook of Sora’s neck, “What are you doing back?”
Sora smiled, arms wrapped around Axel’s neck as he breathed in the smell of burnt wood and ashes. “I just didn’t want to be anyone else’s maid, got a problem with that?”
Axel smiled, “Nope.” Their eyes slipped closed, pulling each other into a deep kiss.
“Missed you.” Sora whispered, fingers half on the back of Axel’s neck and the others mixed with Axel’s hair.
“Come on.” Axel grinned, leading the brunette up to his room before locking the door.
Sora’s arms wrapped around his neck again, Axel pulled his feet up so he could carry him to the bed. Their lips met again, Axel’s feet dragging them hurriedly to the bed. Sora’s head tilted to the side, Axel’s lips running down his jaw where they landed on the younger boy’s neck. Sora whimpered, feeling Axel’s hand slide up the skirt, lightly squeezing on his skin as his hand moved up.
“Axel…” Sora whispered, feeling Axel’s lips meet his own again as his hands grasped Axel’s shoulders.
Axel grinned, slipping off the small buttons to reveal tanned skin underneath. His lips found one small nipple; it latched on as he began his ‘attack’.
Sora whimpered again, arching his body to meet Axel’s mouth as Axel moved to the other nipple.
Axel smirked, “What do you want Sora?”
Sora swallowed heavily, feeling the heels of his shoes digging into the bed.
Axel’s tongue trailed down his stomach, finally dipping into his navel.
Sora squirmed, fingers grasping the silk bedding as he arched. “Ax-el…” He whined, hips rising as Axel watched in amusement.
Axel chuckled, pulling away Sora’s clothing as he watched Sora pull himself out of the ridiculous (yet addicting) clothing.
The shirt, Axel now learned, was not part of the skirt, however the apron was a completely separate part.
Sora giggled, his top gone but still in the small skirt, socks and shoes.
Axel reached his hand up, tugging on a black ribbon as it pulled loose and allowed him to pull it to the floor.
“Do you really need this much clothing?” Axel questioned, untying the ribbon behind Sora so they could get the apron off.
Sora grinned, “I thought it was kinky.”
Axel smirked back, tossing the apron off to the side before starting on the side buttons of the skirt, “It was, until we had to get you out of it.”
Sora laughed, throwing his head back and letting out the rich sound.
Axel grinned, leaning forward to suckle on the boy’s neck, causing Sora’s laugh to half-drown. By the time he found out he couldn’t undo the buttons, he’d pulled away from Sora’s neck to see the bright red mark he’d left on Sora’s neck.
Sora pouted, “I have no shirts to cover that.”
Axel smirked, “You’ll be bedded for a while, no need.”
Sora’s flesh went bright red, he quietly watched as Axel clawed at the buttons again.
“We’re leaving you in this.” Axel growled at the skit, causing Sora to laugh. Axel did manage to undo one button before he chose to push the skirt up to reveal his present underneath.
“Oh man Sora, they really had you go all out huh?” Axel’s fingers smacked the small little pink bow, that hadn’t even been the size of his pinky nail, on Sora’s white panties.
Sora glared over his red face, “A-actually… that was my part…”
“Wanna tell me where you’re getting girly panties, Sora?” Axel joked, leaning down to brush his lips against Sora’s.
“Kairi—.”
Axel burst out laughing, “Naminé’s sister?”
Sora nodded, face red, “She gave them to me as a gag gift one year.”
“Awww.” Axel chuckled, flicking Sora’s nose, “Poor Sora, I’ll have to help you get rid of them.”
Sora pouted, but it froze when Axel’s fingers skimmed the cloth erection inside. His hips bucked helplessly, Axel’s fingers clasped themselves under the silk panties before he tugged them down and nibbled Sora’s inner thigh.
Sora squeaked in surprise, after being on the end of a joke, he didn’t really expect Axel to do that. He moaned, however, when Axel nipped at his chocolate brown private hairs, running over them with his tongue only to have the cold air give him goose bumps before Axel blew a warm path of air over them.
Axel smirked, licking the base of Sora’s cock softly, the brunette’s eyes snapped open, he arched, meeting the warm air as Axel completely engulfed him.
“Axel…” He meant to cry out, but it’d come out as more of a mewl.
Axel grinned again; pushing passed his gag reflex to take Sora’s member into his mouth. Sora whimpered, digging his fingers through Axel’s hair as Axel’s teeth scrapped lightly under the large muscle. Axel just gave a smile, purring, as he caused Sora to shake with emotion.
Sora had begun to bit his lip, fingers clawing through Axel’s hair, “Axel, please… more…”
Axel slid his tongue into Sora’s slit, his taste buds picking up on the slightly salty flavor of Sora.
Sora felt Axel’s throat start to vibrate due to his purring again, and he groaned and threw his head back.
Sora’s burst of seed caused Axel to pull away slightly, but he kept his mouth over, sucking every drop out of Sora possible.
Sora groaned, falling back onto the comfortable mattress and silk sheets below him.
“Flipping you over.” Axel grunted challengingly, his cock painfully hard against his jeans.
Sora whimpered, rising up on his hands and knees as he heard a zipper slide downward.
“Axel…” He whispered, feeling Axel’s leaking cock twitch against the inside side of one of his butt checks.
“Hm?”
“Shouldn’t I take the heels off?” Sora giggled.
Axel looked down at his lover, noticing Sora was still in the skirt, socks, and truthfully, heels, “No.” He admitted, placing each arm on either side of Sora and burying his face in Sora’s shoulder, “You’re a complete turn on like this… are you ready?”
Sora nearly had a heart attack, “A-are you insane? I’m not taking you dry!!”
Axel instantly stuffed a tube under Sora’s nose, “I’m not dry, you’re busy yakking away as I’m coating myself.”
Sora let out a loose laugh; he hummed softly as he felt Axel slip a finger inside him. “Feels good…”
Axel chuckled, slipping in two fingers as he wriggled them around.
No such luck.
The third finger slipped in, Sora bucking back to meet them, “Axel…”
Axel innocently hooked his fingers.
Sora’s shrill cry filled the room, “Oh god!!” He cried out, almost melting into the bed if Axel wasn’t holding him up.
Axel repeated himself.
Sora cried out again, pushing himself against Axel’s fingers.
Axel slid his fingers out, pressing his cock at Sora’s entrance.
“You sure you’re ready?”
“Will you MOVE already?” Sora cried out, feeling his muscles clench and unclench towards Axel’s pressing cock.
Axel grinned, filling Sora in one whole move to avoid more pain then slipping himself in little by little. Sora whimpered, feeling Axel bury his face in the crock of Sora’s neck as Sora placed his head on Axel’s shoulder.
There was a small thrust and Sora pleasurably pushed back into it, “Ahhhhh… yessssss…”
Axel grasped the bed sheets tightly before pulling somewhat out; he then slammed back in and began to fuck Sora into the mattress.
Sora clawed at the silk sheets, freezing every so often when Axel brushed against there and Sora could only see white spots blurring his vision.
Axel grunted, hands pushing Sora’s legs closer to his own to allow him to go deeper into Sora.
Sora came first, his white seed spilling and staining the black skirt as he tumbled into the many pillows on the bed.
Axel slammed in a last time, breathing heavily after his seed exploded into Sora’s body and stuck to his walls.
Axel slid out slowly, smacking Sora’s butt cheek fondly before lifting the covers and wrapping them both in them.
“I really missed you.” Sora whispered, eyes closing from the warmth of Axel’s embrace.
“I died without you.” Axel grinned, letting out a breath in Sora’s face and watching Sora’s bangs flutter upwards before falling back and sticking to his sweat-slicked skin.
“Love you.” Sora whispered again, yawning.
“Love you too.” Axel answered, pulling the mewling Sora close before falling into a strong sleep.
Everything would be perfect by morning.
X.X.X.X.X.X.X
Tke: SHAZZAM!! DONE!! WAA HAA HAAA HAAAAA!!
Cast: sweatdrop
Tke: god, I really needed to get that done…
Axel: isn’t it passed your bedtime?
Tke: glances at clock … so it is…
-silence-
Tke: SUGARRRRRRRR!!!!
Cast: oh gawd…