Musebox

[heartismyown]

 I need to practice with Roxas! Please drop me a line.


Roxas finished smashing the computer, the one that ruined his life. He swung around angrily and stalked off into an unknown room where he found Sora, fast asleep.

DiZ appeared before him. His eyes narrowed, his hand clenched tightly around the keyblade as he swung it back and forth wildly, attempting to attack him. He was familiar. He was the one who did this to him. It was all about that Sora!

"My heart is my own!" Roxas cried, spinning around. Everything has gone white.

When Roxas awakened, he found himself face to face with....

Comments

[by_heart]

[Lea leans back a bit to make it easier for him.]

You really aren't wasting any time...

[heartismyown]

Am I doing something wrong?

[Roxas glances at him from the corner of his eye. Getting Lea's pants undone isn't hard.]

[by_heart]

[Lea shakes his head, his eyes following Roxas' every move.]

Nope. Just making a comment.

[heartismyown]

Then hush!

[Roxas rolls his eyes a little and hums a bit. Now what? He tugs on Lea's shirt.]

I think you should get undressed.

[by_heart]

[Lea raises an eyebrow. It's not like it's necessary, but hey, he'll go for it.]

Whatever you say.

[He gets his shirt off easy enough, but there's kind of something in the way of the rest...]

[heartismyown]

[This occurs to Roxas and he climbs off of Lea's lap to accommodate him. If Lea's paying attention, he's watching attentively, his eyes shifting as he looks over Lea's body. He wasn't lying, he *is* attracted to him.]

[by_heart]

[Lea notices, and it's the first time he's ever noticed Roxas looking at him like that. When he stands to better pull his pants off, he makes sure to turn a bit to give him a better look from more angles.

And he takes his sweet time getting the pants off, too. When he's sure Roxas has gotten an eyeful, he kicks them off to the side and sits back on the bed, not at all self-conscious.]

There you go.

[heartismyown]

[He watches him sit again and get comfortable and after a moment, he straddles his thighs again, sitting on his lap. Lea seemed to like him there. He kisses him passionately again.]

[by_heart]

[Lea hums contently into the kiss. This is more like it! Roxas nice and close so he can get his hands on him, not having to lean down if he wants to kiss him forcefully (and he does both, tangling one hand in his hair and trailing the other up his thigh once more.) He could get used to this.]

[heartismyown]

[He doesn't complain when Lea takes charge, and it's likely to be a little less awkward that way. The kiss is nice, deep and he feels it all the way through his body, although really if Lea is going to keep touching him like this, he'll get distracted again from what he was trying to do.]

[by_heart]

[Lea is quite content with being distracting, moving to kiss Roxas' neck. He can't let all of the marks he left there before fade away completely, after all.]

No more demands?

[heartismyown]

[Sucking on his neck makes him let out a groan.]

Huh?

[Roxas just blinks at him for a moment.]

[by_heart]

"Let me practice, Lea"..."Get naked, Lea"...and now you're just sitting pretty here, not that I'm complaining.

[He snaps Roxas' waistband.]

I mean, this could go, but...

[heartismyown]

Oh yeah. Stop distracting me then if you want me to do it!

[He rolls his eyes at Lea.]

[by_heart]

I'm just enjoying myself. You're the one getting distracted.

[heartismyown]

[He smiles a little and runs his hands over Lea's chest. His hand slides lower down and he brushes against him with a fingertip. It's different from a rough handjob through his clothes.]

[by_heart]

[Lea's breath catches sharply, then huffs out in a laugh.]

That's more like it. Go on, don't be shy.

[He leans back a little, showing off.]

[heartismyown]

[He smiles a little, ha, surprised Lea? He takes him in hand carefully and strokes him again. It's uncertain, awkward and unsteady, but all the same, he is doing it.]

[by_heart]

Don't be shy, I said. I was kidding about you breaking it.

[Lea's voice is rough as his fingers brush Roxas' wrist.]

I don't break easy. In lots of ways.

[He leers a bit at that one, though Roxas probably has no idea what he's talking about.]

[heartismyown]

[He doesn't, not really, but that look Lea has on his face is interesting. It makes him feel desired for a moment. He smiles, and takes the step to be more confident in his movements.]

Just relax okay?

[by_heart]

Relax. Got it.

[Easier said than done. Lea's lips are parted and his breath is starting to come harsher, faster. He's trying to keep his hands still so Roxas can focus, but it's not easy. He wants to feel more of him, get his shirt off, too, push him down, but he won't. Roxas told him to relax, so he'll relax for him.]

[heartismyown]

[With that settled, Roxas has to move away from his hands, otherwise it would be too uncomfortable. He nudges Lea's legs apart so he can lie down in between them. After a bit of squirming and getting comfortable, he takes a tentative lick.]

[by_heart]

[Lea hums in approval and runs his fingers through Roxas' hair. He's being so patient and letting Roxas learn. He deserves a medal or something.]

[heartismyown]

[Lea would think something like that. Roxas was paying attention, but he finds himself a little nervous. He doesn't want it to be bad. All he can do is what he listened to. So he licks him again, the entire length before putting the tip into his mouth.]

[by_heart]

That's right. Don't be shy.

[He gently presses his hand to the back of Roxas' head, trying to encourage, not demand, but it's so hard with Roxas' mouth around him, hot and wet and perfect. He's patient, yeah, but the longer this goes on, the more of a battle it will be to keep his control, to keep his hips still because Roxas won't know to push them down, to keep his mouth in check because he's not sure that Roxas is ready to hear him say just what he wants.]