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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:
      Showers, Implied_Sexual_Content, Shower_Sex, 30_Day_OTP_Challenge,
      AkuRoku_-_Freeform
  Series:
      Part 12 of AkuRoku_30_Day_OTP_Challenge
  Stats:
      Published: 2014-06-12 Words: 610
****** Shower ******
by Cumberbatch_Critter_(ivelostmyspectacles)
Summary
     "Axel?" he whispered, barely heard over the rush of the shower.
     Axel dipped down to press his lips delicately to Roxas's chest. Then,
     his hand pushed at his chest and Roxas nearly fell from being pushed
     backwards against the wall.
     Prompt: Making out.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
Roxas hummed into Axel's mouth, hyperaware of Axel's fingers tracing up and
down his spine in the non-overly suggestive way that still gave him the
shivers. The moment changed with the hum, grew in pressure, nails instead of
fingertips, and Roxas arched his back into it, lips leaving Axel's.
Axel simply moved down, kissing and nipping his way from Roxas's mouth to his
jawline, neck to collarbone. Roxas squirmed and, taking advantage of Axel's
stooped state, tangled his fingers into his shower-wet red hair.
The spray of the shower beat relentlessly against his back, a prickling
sensation that never left throughout the washing that had turned to gentle
caresses turned to this. Axel had claimed it was because he didn't want Roxas
to get cold, although Roxas couldn't help but wonder if it was because he
wanted Roxas to be a shield to the water.
Axel's lips targeted a patch of wet skin on Roxas's neck, landing with a peck
and then latching on, warm tongue flicking out to taste the water and nervous
sweat against his pounding pulse. Warm hands slipped from Roxas's arms, fingers
trailing down his sides.
Roxas squirmed again, although mostly this time because it tickled, he was
ticklish on his sides, but Axel's hands drifted away from his sides and to his
chest, palms pressed flat against his dripping skin.
There was a pause.
Axel removed himself from sucking a bruise onto Roxas's neck, raising his head
slightly. Roxas opened his eyes and looked at Axel, who's eyes were closed,
head tilted slightly towards Roxas's chest.
His heartbeat pounded loudly in his ears.
"Axel?" he whispered, barely heard over the rush of the shower.
Axel dipped down to press his lips delicately to Roxas's chest. Then, his hand
pushed at his chest and Roxas nearly fell from being pushed backwards against
the wall. Axel kissed a pattern on his chest, his tongue swirling around a
nipple before pressing it flat and licking downwards, water and sweat and the
remains of body wash that was probably long washed away. Roxas gasped and
twitched beneath his fingers, gripping at his hair, his shoulders, anything, to
hang on, hang on to Axel, hang on to the moment.
Axel fluidly transitioned to his knees, lips never leaving Roxas's body. He
peppered hot kisses along the sandy hair on his stomach, laving around his
navel, licking and nipping his way down to the line of his groin. Long fingers
curled around one of his hips, holding him in place, as Axel pulled away enough
to nuzzle his nose against the sensitive skin on the inside of Roxas's thigh.
"A-Axel," Roxas half-gasped, half-groaned, desperately trying to convey that
I'm talking to you, I'm not just gasping your name like I usually do, please
listen to me I'm not begging.
Axel's lips paused instantaneously, his free hand's fingers beginning to stroke
up and down Roxas's leg. "Yes?" he asked plainly, like he wasn't on his knees
in front of his boyfriend, in the shower about to blow him and then possibly
fuck him afterwards. He didn't sound out of breath.
"I-I thought we were-" His breath hitched as Axel's fingers trailed from his
leg to the back of his thigh, creeping up to rest on his ass with a strangely
heavy presence. Like a promise. "Weweregettingashowertogetclean," Roxas gasped
out on one breath, gripping his fingers into fists.
Axel's lips twitched (a smile) against Roxas's leg. "I'd rather get dirty," he
said bluntly, moving again.
Roxas didn't get a chance to respond to that because, when he choked out Axel's
name a few seconds later, he wasn't talking; he was begging.
End Notes
     I just wanted a shower fic.
     I do not own Kingdom Heartsor anything affiliated. They belong to
     Disney and Square Enix.
     Thanks for reading!
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