KINGDOM HEARTS KINK MEME
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here Rules:
1. Post a pairing plus a kink.
1a. One request per comment.
1b. The only kink not allowed on this meme is anything involving underage sex. What I mean by this is if, either in the request or fic, it is made clear (either by stating a number or giving a physical description) that
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"I'm saving them from themselves."
Who, Roxas wondered, would do the same for Axel.
Axel was in one of his in-between states, coming down from a manic high of arson and intrigue to tiptoe around the lip of a gaping chasm, giggling with a demonic sort of glee at the way it was too deep to even echo back to him. His own voice, drowned in a stretching sea of absence, a void Roxas watched him swan dive off over and over. Over and over. Axel was sweating over the stove in his penthouse, birthing pains over a goddamn soufflé that he was making "special, just for you, Roxas." Roxas, on a cocktail of pharmaceuticals, was in a crimson Malandrino like a spreading bloodstain, long lace sleeves and a hem short enough that his ass showed if he bent over. He glided over to Axel, pressing his lips against the other boy's neck.
Axel laughed nervously, licking his chapped lips. Eyes crazed, he twitched under Roxas' hands. "Cut that shit out. I'm trying to get this motherfucker to rise."
Roxas--an inhumane, sedated, craving to plunder screaming though his body like a riptide--rocked his hips into Axel, undulating in a dance to unheard music save for Axel's fingers tapping out a nervous waltz against the stainless steel of the oven. "Drop," Roxas mouthed against Axel's neck, sweet, narcotic sweat clinging to the fine hair and skin, "your pants."
Axel obliged with twitching hands, breathing in his throat while Roxas bent him double and fucked him against the stove, Malandrino hiked up over his hips as he thrust, thrust, thrust into Axel, a nervous stuttering wreck as he fiddled with the stove, burning his hands while Roxas thrust, thrust, thrust into him, fucked him breathless. Roxas felt the burn skyrocket from the pads of his feet to the pit of his stomach, noticing too late the curling stench of charred flesh as he lost it buried in Axel's ass, thrusting into an opening chasm of blackened, deranged joy. Axel laughed as Roxas bandaged his hands, spoon-feeding Roxas the risen chocolate soufflé while commenting on the exact feeling he'd had as his own come put out the flames swallowing his hand.
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This.
You are twisted. I don't know whether to love this or be utterly horrified of it. Reads like Fight club though, and I gotta give you props for that. But jeez, man! You're a crazy motherfucker. Nicely done.
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glad you liked/loathed it.
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Regardless, fucking loved it, especially when Roxas ended up topping. Although I'm not sure that's what the requester was after :s
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i admit to taking undue liberties with the prompt to suit my depraved, lusty needs. i hope the op doesn't mind, but innocent!dress!roxas is too... uke-uke-fuck-me-baby. too easy.
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ESPECIALLY considering that Roxas topped. You just made my life with this. <333
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