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....

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[by_heart]

[See, this is why he prefers to be on the other end of this sort of thing. There's no way to tell Roxas how much he loves hearing him say his name like that except to suck him harder, never letting up for second. He's done teasing and playing around.]

[heartismyown]

[That's fine with Roxas, he's done with talking. Most of what escapes his lips is incoherent babbling, phonetic sounds that never really go anywhere and of course, Lea's name.

There isn't a lot of warning, a trembling hand tangled into Lea's hair for a moment before he comes, trembling beneath him.]

[by_heart]

[Lea manages to swallow, then sits up and wipes at his mouth. Definitely not his favorite thing in the world, but he wasn't lying when he said he'd do anything for him. He doesn't even bother to pull Roxas' pants back up and just flops down at his side and drapes an arm over him.]

So "it wasn't too bad," right?

[heartismyown]

[It takes a moment for him to ground himself again, a little breathless.]

It was good.

[Maybe that's a better answer that might appease Lea more.]

[by_heart]

[Lea sighs heavily. This kid. At least he could tell from Roxas' reactions that he'd done a bit better than "good," it'd at least help his poor, bruised ego a bit if Roxas would at least...increase his vocabulary a little.]

Right. I'll take it, I guess. At least it's not "I didn't mind it."

[heartismyown]

I didn't mind it either.

[Sorry Lea, sometimes there's just no winning.

Roxas pets his hair though, yawning.]

Do you feel better?

[by_heart]

Define "better."

[Because really, he can't win.]

How about nap, then find something to eat, then a whole rest of my life of you not telling people what happens in bed. That's what I'm thinking.

[heartismyown]

Okay, okay, I won't.

[Lea seems to complain a lot, so Roxas decides to shut him up with a kiss.]

[by_heart]

Hmph.

[Lea complains so much because he's got plenty of reasons to, dammit.]