manga-gamer

The light of morning was merciless as it prodded at the smooth lids of the red-head as he slept, waking him up rudely. He screwed them closed a bit harder then blinked rapidly as he opened them. His eyes met with a blinding light then a soft bush of blond under his nose. He chuckled and his nose twitched, warning him if he didn't move he would sneeze. Sitting up a little, he looked at the sleeping boy next to him, his skin looking soft, along with his hair and his face was peaceful, no traces of worry or anger in them for now. But what he loved the most were his long eyelashes, the slightly darker hairs brushing against his cheeks when they

"Stop it. . ." "Mmm. . ." "I'm serious, stop." "But whhhyyy?" "Because my parents will be home any minute!" "Well your friend downstairs says so otherwise." "Shut up. . . " Roxas blushed furiously at the red-heads statement, but he refused to admit he DID rather enjoy the feel of the other's fingers tracing his naval. "Come on. . . just a quickie." For a moment Roxas almost agreed to doing so, but he quickly declined and pulled away when he heard the garage door open and he messily buttoned his shirt up while his lover pulled over his tight black shirt. "Most likely you'll be staying with us for the night after all this happened."

Officer Strife went upstairs, knocking on the door of the blond boy's room. Sighing he waited for some sort of reply, and as he did he recalled the events of today. He recalled the sunny afternoon, elbows on his desk, chin atop his folded hands, talking to his partner Leon about the last case they had recently closed up about the gang members. All of them had been captured except for one, the leader himself. He had attacked two officers that were escorting him and ended up sprinting for the streets, they opened fired on him, only managing to graze his left knee and hip. He had to give the leader credit, his drive made him go onward, despite

The kiss lasted a bit when he finally got to his room, them both entangled in each other. Axel broke off first needing oxygen, and Roxas still marveled at the heat that his body gave, running his finger's along the red-head's chest and shoulders. His wrist was still in a brace, it would be one more week until finally it could come off. "God I needed that. . " Roxas breathed and wrapped his arms around the older boy's neck, his fingers tracing shapes on the back of his shoulders. He felt him shiver, and a small smirk of satisfaction traced his pink lips. "I can tell, your rather naughty aren't you." Axel purred, making Roxas flush a little

Roxas stumbled out of the shower, the heat made him dizzy considering he was in the shower for a good half hour with the water a pretty high temperature. The skin on his stomach and chest was a light pinkish red. He tried to regain himself before heading back out so he wrapped a towel around his hips and dried his hair, not as thoroughly as usual. He opened the door and found Axel by the door chewing on his thumbnail lost in thought. "Axel. . " Roxas was surprised his voice remained strong. That was good, he needed to get stronger. He wasn't going to be a wuss anymore, or at least try not to be. Axel looked up from all the plans that he had