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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Kingdom_Hearts
  Relationship:
      Axel/Roxas
  Character:
      Axel_(Kingdom_Hearts), Roxas
  Additional Tags:
      Oral_Sex, First_Time, Awkward_Sexual_Situations
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-06-24 Words: 795
****** Trust Me, I Know What I'm Doing ******
by absolutelyCancerous_(cal1brations)
Summary
     “Could you not look at it like you want to rip it off?”
“Could you not look at it like you want to rip it off?”
Oh. You hadn’t realized you had been glowering (alright, maybe, “looking at
with a not-so-excited visage”) at it. “Sorry,” you mumble, wiggling just a bit
to make yourself more comfortable between Axel’s long legs.
Okay.
Okay, you can totally do this. It’s not even that big of a deal, so your
stomach needs to stop doing backflips and your hands better just stop shaking
right now.
“Roxas,” Axel murmurs, (mewls) nudging your side with his knee to make sure
he’s got your full attention.
“I’m doing it!” You snap; you sound like a seething toddler, but Axel doesn’t
seem to notice or care, because he’s slamming his eyes shut and hissing between
his teeth in delight as your dumb hands fumble to undo his fly and shuck him
free of any crotch-concealing boundaries.
Alright, done.
Now you just, have to lean over and, put your mouth on it.
Right.
“Rox, c’mon,” he pleads, worming under you in blantant want.
“Alright, alright!” You whine, pressing a flurry of distracting kisses to his
pale, pale belly. Axel sighs in utter delight, letting one of his hands weave
into your hair, play with the golden curls between his lengthy fingers. The
hand holding your skull gives you all the courage you need to part your lips,
take his cock in hand, and—
“Wait,” he splutters, “wait, wait. No teeth there, okay, Roxas?”
You look up from your work to give Axel a look of complete disinterest. How
dare he think you’d use your teeth on his penis. You’re not that stupid.
Axel laughs, breathy and distracted, kissing the air downwards at you with a
smirk before dropping his head down, in reaction to your lips taking in just
the tip of him. It’s not a bad taste, just skin, so you venture just a tad
more, opening your mouth a bit wider to take in more of him.
The sensation makes Axel groan between his clenched teeth, makes his hand grip
tightly in your hair (which kind of hurts, ow) and his heels dig into the
mattress beneath the two of you. He’s fighting the instinct to thrust up into
your face, you assume, (that’s what you’d do, if you were on his end) and you
have to fight back a smile at his manners.
“You’re doing,” he sighs heavily, petting back your hair for you as you lightly
massage your tongue against his ridge, “so well, Roxas.”
You hum to acknowledge him, but that just makes Axel’s hips jump up and makes
you gag violently, jerking your head back to suck in a breath of air. He gasps
(assuming he probably smashed your nose) and quickly blurts out a “sorry!” to
make up for it. You just shake your head, sinking your mouth back onto his
member and flick your tongue across the tip in lanquid circles.
It doesn’t take long before Axel’s trying to pull himself up, the hand in your
hair pulling your face away from his crotch instead of closer. He’s gasping out
your name along with things like “off, get off,” and “Rox, please!” You think
he’s just being polite (which, he is) and that’s not really what you want. Axel
always lets you finish, so you’re determined to let him, too.
But then all you’re tasting is thick and salty and really the opposite of
plesant and although Axel is sighing and groaning in only the finest of
pleasure, you are not having any of this. It’s an automatic response when you
pull back from him and proceed to spit, drool and cough up any and all of his
disgusting-tasting semen.
You think he’s mad, when he gets his first look at you spitting out splooge
onto his bedsheets, but he only drops his head back in a howl of breathless
laughter, hand thrown over his eyes. Your cheeks heat up instantly in reaction;
how embarrassing!
“Sorry,” you mumble anyway, moving to get up and grab your stuff; to high-tail
it the hell out of there. But Axel catches your arm, smoothly pulls you down to
lie with him (making sure you’re the little spoon) as he kisses your ear
sweetly and curls up against you.
“Don’t be. That’s my job.”
You snort. “If you can handle swallowing that stuff, you’re a
saint.”
Axel laughs again into your neck. The feeling gives you goosebumps and he tries
to gently (more like "tiredly") nuzzle them away.
“Thanks.” He murmurs affectionately against your skin. “Great for the first
time. No teeth or anything!” You smile at his blatant, and embarrassing,
sincerity.
I love you. Tell him, tell him that!
“You’re welcome,” you answer, and he promptly falls asleep, curled around you.
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