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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Kingdom_Hearts
  Relationship:
      Axel/Roxas
  Character:
      Axel_(Kingdom_Hearts), Roxas_(Kingdom_Hearts)
  Additional Tags:
      Cuddling_&_Snuggling, Explicit_Sexual_Content, Oral_Sex, Implied_Underage
      Sex, Implied_Underage_Relationship, Technically_Roxas_has_'aged'_to_no
      longer_being_a_minor_in_my_mind_but_that's, Not_Canon_Compliant, Slash,
      Fluff, Kissing, Emotions, Loss_of_Virginity, Crying, Declarations_Of
      Love, Orgasm, Blow_Jobs, Hand_Jobs, AkuRoku_-_Freeform, Alternate_Ending
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-05-09 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 3882
****** Eruption ******
by Cumberbatch_Critter_(ivelostmyspectacles)
Summary
     Their morning, in a nutshell?
     Axel takes Roxas's virginity. More or less.
     COMPLETE WITH:
     An additional, alternate ending! ;D
Notes
     So, this was requested by Beawolf's Pen, who asked for Axel 'getting
     what he wants' in response to a different story I'd posted. And this
     is officially probablythe most explicit thing I've written, so if you
     don't want to read about sex - more specifically, two guys going at
     it - probably stop reading.
     Also, Beawolf, if this isn't what you wanted, I'm horribly sorry. It
     got in my head and wouldn't leave. x'D
See the end of the work for more notes
***** The One Where it Goes According to Plan *****
Axel kissed Roxas's neck firmly, his lips forming an intricate dance across
Roxas's pulse point.
"'m trying to sleep..."
Axel nudged his face further up, the tip of his nose outlining the shell of
Roxas's ear. He knew he was sleeping, trying to sleep, but that was silly. They
hardly had enough time together as it was; Axel wanted to make the most of it.
"... Stobbit..." Roxas mumbled, shifting his head as Axel's hair draped into
his face.
Axel grinned and followed, nipping sharply at Roxas's earlobe. He delighted in
the way that Roxas jolted awake, the gasp falling from his lips as his sleep-
clouded blue eyes flew open.
"Morning," Axel said cheerfully, nibbling again at the earlobe that had drawn
such a positive reaction forth from his lover.
"Axel, stop," Roxas muttered, although his fingers tangled into the flaming
locks almost as an automatic action.
"If you," Axel said, placing a kiss on his earlobe, "want me," a kiss on his
jaw, "to stop," he nuzzled his nose against Roxas's cheek, "then I will." He
pressed his lips to the corner of Roxas's mouth before pulling back slightly,
eyebrows raised in a well? sort of way.
Roxas frowned up at him. "Well, you have to kiss me now," he mumbled, tugging
on Axel's hair slightly to pull him down.
Axel grinned and pressed his lips against Roxas's.
"I thought you wanted me to stop," Axel murmured after a few moments, nibbling
at Roxas's bottom lip.
"Ah- well, not now," Roxas mumbled.
Axel chuckled, moving past Roxas's chin to kiss down his neck again. He pressed
a kiss to his collarbone, wishing that Roxas wasn't wearing the silly black
long-sleeve that was their sleepwear. He'd much prefer him to sleep naked...
but Roxas was a littleuncomfortable about things like that. Axel liked sleeping
naked; it was much more comfortable, although he did keep the black boxers on
on the nights that Roxas frequented his room, to keep the blonde happy.
He craved skin-to-skin contact, though. He just wanted to strip Roxas down and
pull him into his arms and relish in the feel of their skin pressed together
and... other things. Honestly, he wanted to fuck him into the mattress, but
that was something that they hadn't yet discussed and despite being horribly
impatient, Axel wanted to do it 'by the book'... He didn't want to mess it up.
Not this, not Roxas.
Roxas pulled sharply on Axel's hair. "Hey. Come back."
Axel smiled and effortlessly followed the order, (because he alwaysfollowed
orders, after all) pressing his lips back to Roxas's.
They moved by shifts and cuddles; Axel ended up flat on his back, Roxas pulled
onto his chest, with both of the redhead's arms holding him tightly.
"What you do to me..." Roxas mumbled against his lips.
Axel laughed breathily, slipping one of his hands under Roxas's shirt. He felt
the blonde jump, but he didn't pull away, only exhaling sharply when Axel
dragged his nails down Roxas's back.
"You make me feel like I have a heart," Axel said, splaying his fingers against
Roxas's back. "You're all warm and inviting and I want to spend every moment
with you. I've never felt anything like it."
Roxas put his hand against Axel's bare chest. "That doesn't sound like
something you'd say..."
Axel tangled his legs amongst the blonde's, slipping his hand further up his
shirt. "Just said it. Not saying it again."
Roxas made a noise, somewhere between a huff and a laugh. He wasn't
disapproving to Axel's movements, so he decided to go all-out: he slipped his
other hand under his shirt and pushed the fabric up, pulling it over his head.
Roxas's soft blonde hair fell in a haphazard disarray around his face
afterwards.
Axel felt like he was going to implode.
Instead, he asked casually, "Too cold?"
"Too warm," Roxas replied.
"Shall I take off your pants then, too?" His response was instantaneous and
sarcastic as usual, but the tension split the air a moment later and he
instantaneously regretted saying it. It wasn't that embarrassed look spreading
Roxas's face or the flush infusing it; it was just the tension. "Sorry."
"... Can we?" Roxas mumbled, tucking his face against Axel's chest.
Axel frowned, arms falling protectively around Roxas's shoulders. "Can we
what?"
Roxas mumbled something that was lost against the heat of Axel's chest,
although he felt Roxas's breath against his skin.
"Speak up there, Roxas. I can't hear you."
"... Have sex..." Roxas mumbled.
Axel knew the kid well enough to know that he'd just turned beet red with the
inquiry. Roxas almost felt hotter against his skin. It was strangely arousing.
Red eyebrows shot up. "... Are you propositioning me for sex, Roxas?"
Roxas's head snapped up. His entire face was the colour of Axel's hair. "No!
No! That's not- I mean... only if you want to."
"Me?" Axel asked. "You're asking..." He laughed shortly. "Of course I do,
Roxas. I want you. All of you. Always you, only you." He pressed his lips
against Roxas's briefly. "Are youpositive about this?" he asked, unable to stop
himself kissing him again. "Because. I can take it away, your virginity. But I
can't give it back."
Roxas nodded. "Yes... but..." He shifted in Axel's arms. "I don't really...
know..."
Axel raised his eyebrows again. "Haven't you watched porn?" Typical teenage
boy, unlimited amount of time spent in a boring ass Castle with nothing else to
do besides missions...
"Of course I have!" Roxas retorted defiantly. When Axel laughed at his tone, he
continued with "W-Well, I mean... yeah..." He ran his fingers through his hair.
"But I'm still a virgin. I've never tried anything like it."
Axel nodded. "I know. I'm not asking you to deep-throat me or anything first
go."
Roxas huffed. "I don't think I could anyway. I've always had a horrible gag
reflex... I gag myself brushing my teeth sometimes," he said thoughtfully.
Axel's mouth fell open, only the tiniest bit (he didn't even think the kid
would know what deep-throating was!) but he closed it and quickly tried to
chase away pictures in his head. "Condoms. Lube. Drawer." He pointed to the
nightstand. "Always there. Just in case." He smiled coyly.
Roxas eyes flickered to the drawer. "Do you want-"
"No." Not right now, he added to himself, as he flipped over and pinned Roxas
beneath the cage of his arms on either side of his body. Roxas gasped again and
stared up at him with wide eyes, his chest rising and falling. "What I want to
do to you," Axel muttered, leaning down to capture his mouth again.
He was fully prepared to keep muttering just all the things he wanted to
against the blonde's skin, but Roxas had said he was a virgin. No need to
overwhelm him all at first... especially because Axel had had a lot of time to
think about how he wanted to purely ravage him.
"Axel..."
"Hmmm?"
"... Just wanted... to say your name."
"Mm." Axel licked a stripe down Roxas's chest, delighting in the way Roxas
twitched beneath him. "Roxas."
"What?"
Axel looked up towards the blonde. "Trust me?"
Roxas blinked down at him slowly. "Of course."
Axel grinned. "Good."
Any thought of restraint fizzled out from his mind as his lips moved down
Roxas's chest. There was a voice in the back of his mind whispering not to
break him, and he'd follow that to an extent, but. He wanted to teach Roxas.
Everything. (One step at a time, Axel, one step at a time!)
He licked a ring around a nipple, pressing his tongue flat over the peaked
flesh. Roxas gasped and jerked on Axel's hair, which in turn caused him to
gasp. The jolt of pain crashed down his body before settling into a spike of
lust to his groin.
"Oh, fuck." Fifty different scenarios were fragmenting off into his mind now he
that he finally had Roxas under him for purposes more devious than fevered
kissing. "You are so gorgeous," he purred.
"Less talk!" Roxas snapped, canting his hips. The press of his erection against
Axel's thigh simultaneously made both of them groan; Axel wasted no more time
in shifting down and slipping his fingers below Roxas's waistband to shimmy
pants and boxers down.
"I thought you wanted to go slow," Axel said, sweeping his gaze down Roxas. It
wasn't the first time he'd seen him naked, but it was the first time he was
allowed to appreciate it. "Your virginity and all." He waved his hand towards
Roxas's cock, the latter of which was standing at attention.
"I thought I did but now I don't, just... fuck me," Roxas gasped.
"I would be much obliged," Axel murmured, "but I think the usual way might be a
bit of a stretch right now. In more ways than one." He grinned wildly before
once again directing his gaze back to the blonde's cock. "So..."
"So, fuck me with your mouth, I don't care! Just fucking get on with it!"
"Roxas, when did you get such a dirty mouth?" Axel countered (nevermind that it
turned him on to a point he was almost loathe to admit), pinching the inside of
Roxas's thigh.
Roxas yelped.
Axel's head shot up, something like irrational panic bubbling in his stomach.
"Hey! Saïx is right down the hall, idiot!" Not that Saïx could do anything
about this, and the whole thing would have been a great big fuck you display,
but... for some reason, he still felt like a teenager about to do something
very naughty and devishly exciting. Not that it wasn't a good feeling, but...
Roxas huffed, eyes travelling to the door. "Well, I can't help it, you pinched
me!"
"Keep quiet," Axel murmured, kneading his fingers over the red spot he'd
pinched moments ago. "As quiet as you can. Bite something. Bite me," he
suggested cheerfully.
"I thought they all knew we were together!" Roxas hissed.
"Well, they have their assumptions, but they've never actually heard us fucking
before," Axel retorted sharply. "And I would like to keep it that way. No one
ever's... whatever we are. Had a relationship within the walls of the
Organization, so I don't know what Xemnas would say. So. Keep quiet."
"I can't just-"
Axel rolled his eyes and moved down. "Suggest you do," he said pointedly,
puffing a breath towards Roxas's erect cock.
Roxas gasped out loud and pressed his head back into the pillow, lips pressing
into a thin line. His fingers clenched around the blankets until his knuckles
were white.
"Amazing. I haven't even touched you yet." He brushed his fingers through the
dusting of sandy blonde hair above his cock. Roxas smelled like arousal. Axel
wondered what he tasted like. "I bet I could make you cum just like this," he
said thoughtfully, tapping his fingers on the inside of his thigh.
Roxas whimpered, actually whimpered.
Axel laughed softly. "Alright, alright. I got you. Take a deep breath." He put
his hand on Roxas's hip, rubbing small circles with his fingers. "Relax." He
pressed his lips to the tip of his cock, unable to help lapping at the pre-cum
collected there.
"... Can't," Roxas gasped.
Axel wanted to tell him that it was all wrong if he couldn't relax and let
himself go, but something prevented him. Mostly Roxas trembling beneath him
with want and his hard breathing echoing in the silent room and the way that
his fingers curled into Axel's head and urged him just a little bit closer.
Instead of talking, Axel took Roxas in his mouth.
Roxas was a virgin, but Axel wasn't. Although he couldn't say that he had done
this before. He'd been with men before, for the hell of it, for sex, but he had
never been on the giving end of a blow job. But, like he had asked Roxas; he,
too, watched porn as well and did his research before thrusting into the
unknown (literally). Maybe he was being overly mindful with his teeth, but he
figured Roxas would be more appreciative if he did take pains with it right
now. Wouldn't do to bite him. Oh, the questions.
He gave an experimental suck and smirked at Roxas's breathless response. At
least he was trying to keep quiet, but his hips jerked up and his fingers
curled tighter in Axel's hair and Axel knew he was doing something right.
Mindful with his teeth, generous with his tongue. Those were the two things on
Axel's mind, his mouth busy but his ears picking up on every little exhalation
and sigh and gasp that Roxas was trying to keep muffled. He gave a rough suck
and Roxas jerked on his hair again, and this time it really did hurt, and he
was about to complain when Roxas went off like fireworks in his mouth.
Axel nearly choked as the stripes of cum hit the back of his throat. He
stubbornly pushed the feeling away and instead swallowed, feeling each pulse of
the blonde's cock between his lips.
When Roxas's orgasm fizzled to nothing, Axel gave one last suck to remove any
traces of their fornication before pulling off with a pop.
Roxas's face was half buried beneath his arm, face bright red, sweaty, and his
eyes squeezed shut.
"Roxas?" Axel inquired, ignoring his own erection throbbing between his legs.
He couldn't exactly remember being this hard, but... he had to make sure Roxas
was okay. That he wasn't... regretting this or anything. (What would he say if
he was? "I'm sorry?") "Roxas!"
Roxas jumped, eyes flying open. "What? Sorry..." He met Axel's gaze and his
face went impossibly redder and Axel thought it was probably one of the cutest
things he'd ever seen.
"Are you okay?"
Roxas nodded slowly, and then with more conviction. "Y-Yeah..." He let out a
deep breath. "That was... that was..."
"Explosive?" Axel suggested.
Roxas laughed weakly. "Uh... yeah..."
Axel crawled back up to Roxas, flopping onto his side next to him. "First blow-
job," he boasted.
"That's the first one you've given??" Roxas demanded.
Axel tilted his head.
"It was... g-good... Uh. Really good..."
Axel smiled. "Good."
Roxas shifted over onto his side, shuffling close.
His thigh brushed Axel's erection; he moaned before he could stifle it and this
time, it was his turn to blush as Roxas's eyes flew open again.
"Sorry. Ignore that," Axel muttered, shifting so he was out of contact range.
His plan was to take care of Roxas and then slip away to the bathroom when the
blonde had fallen asleep. First-times and all. Roxas wanted to receive, not
give, Axel was sure.
Roxas frowned. "You didn't... well, of course you didn't," he mumbled. "I don't
think I..."
Axel shook his head. "I said forget about it. Go to sleep, you look bushed."
Roxas paused before reaching over, slipping his hand into Axel's boxers.
"Oh, hello," Axel muttered, pushing into Roxas's hand. "I said you didn't have
to worry about it..."
"Repaying the favor," Roxas mumbled, fingers spreading through his pre-cum
effortlessly. "Besides, I know how to do this."
"Mm, congratulations," Axel muttered, thrusting into the slick rings of his
fingers. "Always did wonder what you did cooped up in your room for hours on
end..."
Roxas tightened his grip, only slightly, but enough to make Axel still and the
groan to echo deep within his throat. "Don't antagonize me when I've got my
hand on your cock."
Axel gave a thin smile, miming zipping up his lips.
It was less than two minutes when he came, feeling it spatter up onto Roxas's
stomach and hand and rebound onto his own hip. It was mostly on Axel's work
because, despite Roxas's insistance that he was okay, the blonde was falling
asleep. Axel probably should have been insulted that he was falling asleep
while giving him a hand job, but he didn't care. He didn't matter right now, he
was used to sex and all connected. And, generally, if you had a really good
orgasm (chalk one up on the Axel scoreboard), you got really boneless and
tired. At least, he did. (Maybe he was just that talented...)
He removed his hand from his mouth, ignoring the teeth marks where he'd bit
into it to stifle his moan. Instead, he leaned over and pressed a gentle kiss
to Roxas's lips. "Thank you."
Roxas smiled sleepily. "... Uh huh..." He curled up close to Axel. "... Love
you."
Axel blinked, although Roxas's eyes had already slipped closed. No matter how
many times Roxas told him that, his stomach still dropped out, his non-existant
heart did a strange flip-flop. Because why would anyone really love him?
"Love you, too," he mumbled, wrapping his arms around the blonde.
Roxas nuzzled closer with a mumble that was lost to half-sleep, tucking his
head under Axel's chin.
Axel smiled faintly to himself, closing his eyes. He had Roxas in his arms, it
smelled like Roxas (and sex), the taste of Roxas was still on the back of his
tongue (salty yet sweet, perfectly Roxas, almost like sea-salt ice cream and
Axel almost got lost in some dirty thoughts better left untouched right now).
Didn't get any better than this.
He sighed happily and cuddled down, burying his face in Roxas's hair.
 
***** The One Where it Doesn't Go Quite According to Plan but It's Alright
Nonetheless *****
Chapter Summary
     Alternate ending for the post-blow job first chapter! :D
Chapter Notes
See the end of the chapter for notes
Roxas's face was half buried beneath his arm, face bright red, sweaty, and his
eyes squeezed shut.
"Roxas?" Axel inquired, ignoring his own erection throbbing between his legs.
He couldn't exactly remember being this hard, but... he had to make sure Roxas
was okay. That he wasn't... regretting this or anything. (What would he say if
he was? "I'm sorry?") "Roxas!"
Roxas jumped, peeking at him under his arm. "... Huh...?"
"I was asking if you're alright."
Roxas just stared at him blankly for a moment before moving his arm back over
his eyes.
Unease prickled at Axel's back, curled into his stomach. He sat up slightly.
This wasn't the usual after-sex behavior he was familiar with. Had he pushed
too far too fast? But Roxas had said that he wanted it...
Of course he said he wanted it! He's a teenage guy, you arrogant fuck! his mind
shot back.
Axel shook the thought away. If he had just fucked up their entire relationship
for a blow job...
Roxas scrambled onto his side and grabbed Axel's pillow, burying his face into
it. Not quick enough, though. Axel heard the sob before it could be muffled
against the fabric.
Roxas was crying.
For a Nobody being unable to feel anything, Axel felt a multitude of things in
that instant. Shock, anger, horror, regret, sadness, confusion, pain. Mostly,
he was just saying stupid, stupid over and over again in his head.
He couldn't move. It felt like he was frozen in place. Like his veins had
turned to ice. He was afraid of what would happen if he did move, because he'd
done this, whatever this was, making him apt to throwing up if it didn't stop.
Roxas's sobs broke through whatever layer of non-heart he didn't have, settling
deep into his chest. His throat was closed up; he felt strange all over.
"Roxas...?" he tried, sitting up the rest of the way. "Roxas...?" Slowly, he
crawled back to the head of the bed, stopping next to Roxas. He didn't know if
he should touch him in these circumstances. Not when he was the one who'd done
it in the first place. "Roxas, I'm... sorry." The word caught in his throat,
coming out at the wrong angle and wrong tone and wrong fucking everything. He
didn't know what to say, or do. "Did I... I mean, I shouldn't have..." he
trailed off uselessly. He hated being speechless. He'd started to notice that
he usually only ever was when it involved Roxas.
Roxas abandoned the pillow and instead crawled over the few inches to disband
the space between them, curling up at his side. He buried his face against his
chest.
His sobs were louder, more disturbing with him so close, but Axel didn't
hesitate to wrap his arms around the blonde, pulling him impossibly closer.
It made it worse because it was so unnatural for Nobodies to cry. Downright
wrong.
"Sorry," he muttered again, somewhere close to his skin but not pressing his
lips to his forehead, either.
Movement; a slight shift of Roxas's head to the left, then the right. He sucked
in a deep breath, trembling in Axel's arms. "No," he cracked out.
Axel shifted. "What...?"
"I... I en-enjoyed it," Roxas gasped, clinging to him. "I-I don't know why I'm
c-crying, but I c-can't stop."
Axel blinked. "... What?" he repeated, stupidly.
Roxas let out a noise that sounded somewhere between a laugh and a sob.
"Good... so g-good..." he mumbled.
Axel blinked again, but didn't say anything. He allowed his grip to tighten
around the blonde slightly, though, permitting himself the small gesture of
pressing his lips the last centimeter to Roxas's temple.
It took nearly five painstakingly long minutes before Roxas had recovered
enough to finally stop shaking, but he hadn't once tried to pull away from
Axel's arms.
Now, he looked up, meeting Axel's gaze with an embarrassed look. "... Sorry
about that," he mumbled, ducking his head. "I don't..." He cleared his throat.
"It was... good... Really good. I just... I don't know." He shook his head
slightly. "It felt so good and then I started feeling strange and I couldn't
stop it..."
Axel licked his lips. He was still nervous, somehow, or something. "The...
orgasm was good, right? Just to clarify."
Roxas nodded. Even his ears were tinged pink beneath the blonde locks.
"You... weren't crying because you... I don't know, had some regrets about...
it?" He had nearly said 'me', catching himself at the last moment.
Roxas quickly looked up again. "No!" He lowered his voice slightly. "No, I said
I wanted..." he trailed off before picking up again. "And I liked it and I-
I would, I mean..." He looked away again. "Again... With you. Sometime. Not
now," he added.
"No," Axel agreed, "not now." It wasn't the right time, Roxas wasn't in a good
headspace- wait. Axel stopped, realising what Roxas had just said. "... You
really did want me, then."
Roxas was looking at him again. He smiled weakly. "Well, yeah. I really, um...
love you," he mumbled (it was cute how he stammered and stuttered over every
confession of the 'l' word, but Axel couldn't honestly admit he could say it
without feeling vulnerable and strange, either; maybe it was a Nobody thing,
since they weren't supposed to feel 'love' in the first place), "and I'm glad I
got to experience... you." He gave Axel a little bashful look, toying with one
of the red locks near his face.
"Well." Axel blinked again. "I'm glad I got to experience you, too. And I will
be more than willing to do it again... but maybe a little more slowly. You can
experiment on me first, if it helps."
Roxas looked at him blankly for a moment before his brilliant blue eyes started
to sparkle again, and not from tears this time. "I think I could manage that,"
he admitted.
Axel smiled, tightening his grip around him protectively. "Roxas?"
"Hm?"
"I love you, too."
Chapter End Notes
     This just got stuck in my head. I don't know why. Roxas is always the
     most emotional of the Nobodies and... well... I have no excuse, but
     it was stuck in my mind and I think it's really kind of adorable. x'D
     I do not own Kingdom Hearts. All rights reserved to Square Enix and
     Disney.
     Thanks for reading!
End Notes
     I do not own Kingdom Hearts. All rights belong to Square Enix and
     Disney.
     Thanks for reading! (Chapter Two is an alternate ending, if you're up
     for that.)
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