[FIC] Kingdom Hearts
Title: N/A
Fandom: Kingdom Hearts
Pairing: Axel/Sora, implied Axel/Roxas
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 462 words



One gloved hand catches him by his chin, fingers digging into his jaw. The leather feels hot, each point of contact like a searing brand against his skin. Sora twists his head, but Axel's grip is too strong. An arm snakes around his waist, roughly tugging him forward until he's pressed against a solid form. The zipper of the long coat the Nobody's wearing smacks into nose and he winces. "Let go," he manages, his voice cracking faintly, and it sounds pathetic even to him.

"No." Axel fixes him with an unreadable expression, something flickering in dizzyingly green eyes--how had Sora not noticed how green they were before? Oh, yeah, never been close enough to until now--and then his thumb is brushing over Sora's lower lip, tracing it with surprising gentleness. It tastes like leather and cordite and for a moment a flicker of familiarity dances through his head before vanishing. It's something that's been happening too much, lately, the strange feelings of de ja vu. It's starting to annoy him. Without really realizing what he's doing, Sora flicks the tip of his tongue over Axel's thumb, chasing the taste and the memory attached to it. As he pretty much expects, his memory doesn't comply. What he doesn't expect, though, is Axel's reaction--a full-body shudder and a hissing intake of breath, eyes going briefly unfocused. And, hey, that's familiar, too, so he does it again. His eyes never leave Axel's as his hands, apparently of their own accord, migrate up to clasp around his wrist, and closes his teeth on the pad of his thumb.

In a movement too fast for him to follow, the hand still grasping his chin yanks his head up so that Axel can crush his lips down against Sora's in a bruising kiss. It's awkward until Sora stops trying to think about it and just lets his body do what it wants to, which apparently involves sliding his arms around Axel's neck so it's not so much of a stretch and kissing back hard. Their teeth clack together, but it's okay, and when Sora sucks on Axel's bottom lip, the Nobody makes a low, broken sound.

When they finally separate, Axel looks like he's trying not to seem too hopeful, which should be impossible, because everyone knows Nobodies can't feel anything in the first place. Only, Sora's not so sure he buys into that anymore. "Roxas?"

A dozen replies go through Sora's head in an instant, most of them variations on 'I keep telling you guys not to call me that anymore.' But that's not the right answer, and he knows that now. Even if he doesn't really understand why yet. He thinks Axel can help with that, though. "Yeah," he says finally.