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Fandom: Disgaea 2
Characters: Axel and Adell
Genre: drama, general
"...You taste like a girl."
"I just finished kissing Rozalin."
Raucous laughter. "You slut."
Adell opened his mouth furiously to protest, only to be silenced when Axel slipped a hand up his shirt and scraped demon-sharp nails down his stomach, almost drawing blood. He shivered. "She really likes me."
"Oh?" Axel didn't seem to care, intent on licking Adell's neck completely clean, burying his face into the teen's fiery hair and flushing up against him so forcefully that Adell backed up until his shoulders pressed against the brick wall.
"Axel, you aren't listening to me." Not that he could complain. Adell closed his eyes, hummed lowly in his throat, and allowed the snickering demon to untie the sash that served as a belt around his waist, the strip of cloth pooling at his feet.
"Yes I am," the Dark Hero mumbled into Adell's hair, lifting Adell's shirt with his thumbs to stroke the smooth skin of his hips, nosing the crook of his neck. "She likes you. But I don't care if she likes, you. I like you, and you probably like me fucking you since you keep asking me to do it, so tough rocks for her." He yanked Adell's pants off of his hips and paused. "Standing up?"
"I'm taller than you," Adell pointed out, a little breathlessly.
"Then get down already," said Axel, a little (understandably) rushed.
As usual, it was fantastic; Adell had to stuff his knuckle between his teeth to keep from screaming at least three times, and Axel, as usual, was so very affectionate; one of the few times he was gentle with Adell was when they were having sex. It was almost like a reward, Adell thought with a gasping laugh, worn out and sweaty, Axel shaking against his back and nuzzling the back of his head with an odd purring sound. Have sex with Axel, you get to leave without scratches or bruises. Don't give him sex, you get a very violent and abusive make-out session.
Not that he minded that, either.
"What?" Axel murmured, lips brushing feather-light against Adell's shoulderblade as he gently pulled back and out of him. A hand on Adell's stomach rubbed possessively as the redhead slowly turned over, wrapping his arms over Axel and pulling him down for a quick kiss.
"Nothing. You're weird." Adell inhaled Axel, loving the smell of sex and sweat on him for some strange reason.
"You're the weird one," Axel told him, allowing Adell his cuddle-time he was so "secretly" fond of. "I have sex with you because I want to. Meanwhile, you waffle between me and that busty princess chick, who I'm guessing you don't even like."
Adell was silent. Axel had struck a nerve, but really, it was an issue to be addressed, especially since now that Axel's affection for him had surpassed "casual fuck buddy" status.
"I"m getting kinda pissed."
Adell glanced at Axel out of the corner of his eye, pursing his lips when he caught a cat-slitted pupil surrounded by a ruby/purple glaring at him. "I know." He looked away.
"Are you gonna do something about it, or do I have to fight her or something?"
"No," Adell said quickly.
"She'll kick my ass," Axel told him shamelessly.
"I know." Adell laughed when Axel scowled; leave it to the ego maniac to be angry when someone other than himself points out his weaknesses, even when he'd acknowledged them not seconds before. "I don't want you to fight her. That's suicidal, and embarassing for me, anyways."
"Then break up with her." Blunt.
Adell chewed on his lip and snuggled up closer to Axel. "I...don't wanna hurt her."
"And finding out that you're fucking a guy behind her back won't?"
Adell didn't know if it was over two thousand years of life or his own particular personality that made Axel say the most abrasive things, but decided that in the end, it didn't really matter anyhow. "I don't know what to do." Patience, while not a particularly powerful trait of his, came in handy when dealing with the egotistical rock star.
"If you'd rather stick with her, I could always leave you."
Adell flinched, but Axel ignored this, either intent on hurting him or intent on emphasizing the severity of Adell's indecision; which it was, Adell couldn't tell. "Not like I'd have a hard time finding sex, if that's all this is."
"It's not!" Adell clung tightly to Axel, as if he'd run off and find another sex partner if he didn't.
"Are you gonna tell her?"
"I-"
"Are you gonna tell your parents?"
"Well, I-"
Axel's lip lifted in a snarl. "I already told Ma about you, y'know."
Adell avoided his eyes.
An awkward silence passed before Axel detached himself from Adell, untangling their arms and legs and standing, reaching for his jacket to brush the dust from it before slipping it on. "Axel," Adell pleaded weakly but was ignored, the rock star favoring him with an irritated glance before turning and stalking off into the darkening night.
Characters: Axel and Adell
Genre: drama, general
"...You taste like a girl."
"I just finished kissing Rozalin."
Raucous laughter. "You slut."
Adell opened his mouth furiously to protest, only to be silenced when Axel slipped a hand up his shirt and scraped demon-sharp nails down his stomach, almost drawing blood. He shivered. "She really likes me."
"Oh?" Axel didn't seem to care, intent on licking Adell's neck completely clean, burying his face into the teen's fiery hair and flushing up against him so forcefully that Adell backed up until his shoulders pressed against the brick wall.
"Axel, you aren't listening to me." Not that he could complain. Adell closed his eyes, hummed lowly in his throat, and allowed the snickering demon to untie the sash that served as a belt around his waist, the strip of cloth pooling at his feet.
"Yes I am," the Dark Hero mumbled into Adell's hair, lifting Adell's shirt with his thumbs to stroke the smooth skin of his hips, nosing the crook of his neck. "She likes you. But I don't care if she likes, you. I like you, and you probably like me fucking you since you keep asking me to do it, so tough rocks for her." He yanked Adell's pants off of his hips and paused. "Standing up?"
"I'm taller than you," Adell pointed out, a little breathlessly.
"Then get down already," said Axel, a little (understandably) rushed.
As usual, it was fantastic; Adell had to stuff his knuckle between his teeth to keep from screaming at least three times, and Axel, as usual, was so very affectionate; one of the few times he was gentle with Adell was when they were having sex. It was almost like a reward, Adell thought with a gasping laugh, worn out and sweaty, Axel shaking against his back and nuzzling the back of his head with an odd purring sound. Have sex with Axel, you get to leave without scratches or bruises. Don't give him sex, you get a very violent and abusive make-out session.
Not that he minded that, either.
"What?" Axel murmured, lips brushing feather-light against Adell's shoulderblade as he gently pulled back and out of him. A hand on Adell's stomach rubbed possessively as the redhead slowly turned over, wrapping his arms over Axel and pulling him down for a quick kiss.
"Nothing. You're weird." Adell inhaled Axel, loving the smell of sex and sweat on him for some strange reason.
"You're the weird one," Axel told him, allowing Adell his cuddle-time he was so "secretly" fond of. "I have sex with you because I want to. Meanwhile, you waffle between me and that busty princess chick, who I'm guessing you don't even like."
Adell was silent. Axel had struck a nerve, but really, it was an issue to be addressed, especially since now that Axel's affection for him had surpassed "casual fuck buddy" status.
"I"m getting kinda pissed."
Adell glanced at Axel out of the corner of his eye, pursing his lips when he caught a cat-slitted pupil surrounded by a ruby/purple glaring at him. "I know." He looked away.
"Are you gonna do something about it, or do I have to fight her or something?"
"No," Adell said quickly.
"She'll kick my ass," Axel told him shamelessly.
"I know." Adell laughed when Axel scowled; leave it to the ego maniac to be angry when someone other than himself points out his weaknesses, even when he'd acknowledged them not seconds before. "I don't want you to fight her. That's suicidal, and embarassing for me, anyways."
"Then break up with her." Blunt.
Adell chewed on his lip and snuggled up closer to Axel. "I...don't wanna hurt her."
"And finding out that you're fucking a guy behind her back won't?"
Adell didn't know if it was over two thousand years of life or his own particular personality that made Axel say the most abrasive things, but decided that in the end, it didn't really matter anyhow. "I don't know what to do." Patience, while not a particularly powerful trait of his, came in handy when dealing with the egotistical rock star.
"If you'd rather stick with her, I could always leave you."
Adell flinched, but Axel ignored this, either intent on hurting him or intent on emphasizing the severity of Adell's indecision; which it was, Adell couldn't tell. "Not like I'd have a hard time finding sex, if that's all this is."
"It's not!" Adell clung tightly to Axel, as if he'd run off and find another sex partner if he didn't.
"Are you gonna tell her?"
"I-"
"Are you gonna tell your parents?"
"Well, I-"
Axel's lip lifted in a snarl. "I already told Ma about you, y'know."
Adell avoided his eyes.
An awkward silence passed before Axel detached himself from Adell, untangling their arms and legs and standing, reaching for his jacket to brush the dust from it before slipping it on. "Axel," Adell pleaded weakly but was ignored, the rock star favoring him with an irritated glance before turning and stalking off into the darkening night.