|Fight the Doubting
Author: Roxal PM
300 word drabble series. They will likely have nothing to do with each other. Warnings: Language. Sexual situations. Status: Ongoing. [AxelRoxas]Rated: Fiction M - English - Romance - Axel & Roxas - Chapters: 10 - Words: 3,633 - Reviews: 80 - Favs: 42 - Follows: 24 - Updated: 01-21-07 - Published: 06-14-06 - id: 2991503
|A+ A- Full 3/4 1/2 Expand Tighten|
1 : Measure+
Axel is sprawled on top of Roxas, pushing him down onto the bed, holding their hands over the blonde's head. He kisses along the younger Nobody's neck--short, frantic kisses, interspersed with nips and licks--then releases a hand and wraps an arm around the boy's back, pulling him up and into himself. Roxas lets out a sigh.
"You know…" he starts, and Axel slows everything, down to his breathing, to hear the younger's soft voice. Roxas looks up at him through half-lidded eyes, showing disinterest that he won't let border on annoyance. "I'd love you more if you weren't so desperate."
Axel stops, staring back at him. Something wells up in him, and he lets his own eyes show traces of anger, even if they're laced with shock. "Maybe I wouldn't be so desperate if you'd told me you love me." There's silence then, and staring, both of them unwavering until Axel finally asks, "Do you?"
Roxas stretches, closes his eyes, opens them, and smiles languidly back at him. "Yeah."
Axel remains still, soaking it in, watching the dark blue eyes of his friend smile sincerely back at him. Slowly, a smile spreads across his own features, and he feels like something's breaking free. His mouth moves on its own then, asking for the thing that could make or break him. "Say it…. Please."
Roxas keeps his smile, softer now, and licks his lips as if to make the passage of the words easier. "I love you."
Axel smiles wider, trailing the hand that had been around the boy's back through his hair. He squeezes Roxas' other hand, fingers still twined together, and kisses his jaw. "I love you, too."
Roxas tilts his head and connects their lips, reveling in the fact that Axel's touches are more measured now.
Won't you tell me what you're thinking of? And would you be an outlaw for my love? If it's so, then let me know. If it's "no," well, I can go. I won't make you. - Garbage, "Thirteen" That feels like something Axel would say to Roxas. +shuts up+