Title: Alive
Fandom: KH
Author: Rebelliouswhitequeen
Pairing: Roxas/Sora (established rel’ship)
Rating/Warning: R for racy stuff and fluff so sweet and sugary that it’d give you a toothache and also, probably screwing with canon. :3 HUZZAH.
Disclaimer: I do not own or make money off kh.
Summary: Don’t you just love the mornings after sex?
A/n: Post-kh2. I still wanted to write a fluffy Roxas/Sora story. So here ya go!

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The little things that they did together--walking by the beach, licking their sea-salt ice cream while visiting the old, nostalgic memories of Twilight Town, and even coupling in the desperate, lonely nights-- have always taken place in their dreams.

Though the things that they did never happened in reality, the emotions that they felt were true and real and raw.

And maybe, all of it was a little too real, when one day, Sora woke up and felt a strange, but oddly familiar, comforting weight resting on top of him.

He figured that it was just Riku playing a prank on him, but when he opened his eyes, he knew that this was no prank at all.

There was a strong arm wrapped around his waist and a head resting on his chest. Soft blond hair tickled his chin.

Sora could really feel the warmth and the heat coming from his “guest” and that was when he realized that he and Roxas were naked.

Sora’s heart started to beat a bit faster as he tried to remember how they had gotten into this situation. They had one of those rare, desperate nights. Yeah, he could remember that well.

Roxas had been rough on that night, tearing his clothes off, kissing him harshly, biting on his lip and leaving little marks everywhere on his body. And when Roxas had taken him, Roxas had fucked him hard.

His back ached at the thought of it.

It was almost as though Roxas had wanted it to hurt, because sometimes, the only way for people to know that they were alive was through pain.

Sora wasn‘t sure if he should wake Roxas up. The Nobody was sleeping so soundly, breathing calmly, as though he was finally at peace with himself, which to some extent, was true.

Roxas let out a soft sigh and started to move, sliding one leg in between Sora’s and nuzzling Sora’s neck. Roxas’ eyes were closed, so he had no idea what he was doing to Sora.

Sora gasped and felt his body react to Roxas’ ministrations. He was starting to get hot and being still like this was definitely not helping.

He still needed to figure out just how Roxas had completely manifested like this and the only way for them to even begin the process of doing so was to wake Roxas up.

Sora really didn’t want to do it; he wanted this blissful moment to last forever. He gazed at the ceiling of his bedroom for a while and started stroking Roxas’ hair.

Unfortunately for Sora, that was enough for Roxas to wake up. Roxas raised his head and opened his eyes. He yawned and then gave Sora a small smile. “That was nice.”

“Yeah, it was,” Sora agreed and even though his arousal had somewhat faded, he was starting to get nervous. “Uh, I should go-- you know, return to the real world and all.”

“No, not yet,” Roxas said softly, as though he was in a trance, pulling Sora into a tender kiss. Somehow, this felt different from the dreams; Sora could truly feel Roxas’ lips pressing against his and he was so gentle now. He broke the kiss and whispered, “Dream with me for a little more, Sora.”

“Um, Roxas?” Sora inquired as he sat up, pulling Roxas into his lap. He still didn’t know how this was possible, but he liked being able to physically hold Roxas in the real world like this.

“What?” Roxas’ smile had turned into a smirk. He wrapped his arms around Sora’s neck and let his forehead rest against Sora’s. “You know, I kind of like this…”

Sora knew that Roxas was referring to their positions. Usually, Roxas was the one who held him on his lap-- only because he was afraid of letting Sora go. Now Sora knew how he felt, to have something within your reach and yet could do nothing about.

Sora actually blushed and scratched the back of his head. “Well, you see, that’s the thing. If you try to change something now, it wouldn’t work because we’re not dreaming anymore.”

“What?” Roxas asked again. “What do you mean?”

“Jeez, I’m rubbing off on you too much,” Sora said with a laugh. “Go on, try changing the scenery. It won’t work.”

Roxas stared at him for a long moment and closed his eyes. Sora waited and wondered how he was going to explain this to his mother. He couldn‘t just say, “Hey mom, guess what! I’m gay and here’s my boyfriend, Roxas, who happens to be the other half of my soul. Yeah, I found him sleeping on my bed this morning, yeah.”

Roxas opened his eyes again and pulled away from Sora. He stared at his hands and then pressed his hands against his face. “This is gonna sound weird, but just pinch me, okay?”

Sora grinned and complied, pinching his stomach.

“Ouch!” Roxas exclaimed and gave him a look as Roxas pulled Sora’s hand away from his stomach. “Holy shit.”

“Yup, you read my mind,” Sora said and he was still grinning. “So, what do you wanna do with your new body?”

“I’m not sure…“ Roxas trailed off, looking at his hands again. He looked so astonished, so amazed. “What do you think?”

“Wanna make out?”

That earned Sora a light smack on his forehead.

“That’s also for pinching me,” Roxas said with that same smirk. “Oh, and yes please.”

Sora laughed again and leaned forward to give Roxas a kiss. They would deal with the consequences (and possibly even complications) later. Right now, he wanted to be with Roxas and make their dreams into reality.

Fin.

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A/N: Fuck yeah! I have succeeded in writing pure, pure fluff. Omg, that makes me so happy. Next week, I’m gonna try to write Edge/Faize! Whooo! S04 XD

Anyways, like what you read? Want more Roxas/Sora stories from me? Have any concrit, questions, comments, any kind of feedback? Then please review! :3