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playingdoctor) wrote2007-05-21 01:13 pm
playingdoctor) wrote2007-05-21 01:13 pm
Audience Appreciation Week
"I've told you before," Umeda says. It's said a bit higher than normal, a bit faster, though he acts like he's playing it cool -- like he's ignoring the fingertips tracing out the line of his jaw, his lips. "I don't do kids."
"Shut up," Roxas says. He has a list of usual comebacks when Umeda points out he's just a kid. He's a Nobody. Axel's nearly just as young. It's not his fault his body looks like Sora's. He doesn't pull out any of them; instead he just drops his hands from Umeda's face and begins to unbutton Umeda's shirt.
"Roxas, Roxas," Axel says, his tone pleading. He's still where Umeda had left him when Roxas had walked in, footsteps firm, almost stomping. He's already said everything he can -- it's not what you think, we were just playing, it's not serious, we weren't actually going to do anything, I love you Roxas. Sprawled out on the bed, propping himself up on his elbows, looking at Roxas with a desperate longing. Maybe a little jealousy.
Roxas shakes his head. "Shut up," he says again. "I need this."
He can feel the resistance in Umeda's body through his fingertips as he drags his hands down Umeda's chest, tweaks a nipple. Umeda gasps, a low thick sound; every muscle is fluttering like he wants to get away. "Look, I'll go--"
"No," Roxas says. He's insistent, shoves Umeda down on the bed beside Axel. Umeda's not his type either. He doesn't even have a type. He's just. Sometimes. When people care. When people care that much. That's enough. Axel's pushing himself up, reaching for Roxas; Roxas reaches back, grabs at Axel's hair, drags him close for a kiss, shoves him down towards Umeda. "I already told you."
"Ah--" Axel says. He's pressed tight to Umeda, Roxas pressing Axel's face into the curve of Umeda's throat. His lips are pulled back from his teeth in something like a smile; they graze Umeda's neck as he tries to find something to say. His one visible eye is rolled back, watching Roxas. He's into this already, Roxas sees; he tightens his hand in Axel's hair. Axel likes that, Axel loves it when Roxas forces him into things.
Under him, Umeda shivers. Slowly, his hands rise and settle on Roxas's hips. He looks over, can almost see the thoughts there -- Too slim, not developed enough, too young -- and sees Umeda sigh, and close his eyes, and settle back, waiting. You'll always do that, Roxas thinks. It's not as sour as it used to be. You'll wait to see whatever direction we push you, and you'll fall that way.
"I need this," Roxas says again.
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.........
=D
Roxas is like, the best top ever. \o/
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...well, there goes the backlog of capitals and exclamation marks I had built up from a week of hiding offline, but it was totally worth it. ;)
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