Me: I hate my muses.

Cautai: Don't say that!

Mims: It's too early to be angry, I'm going to bed.

Me: It is currently 1:30 in the morning and I am so tired I don't know how I'm awake. Yet here I am, typing up something because Cautai won't shut the hell up.

Cautai: You don't get to only blame me, you're the one who is listening.

Me: -glares- I can't sleep because of you! I have bronchitis I need some damn sleep!

Mims: Way to go Cautai, not even I kept her up the last time she had bronchitis. She threw a dictionary at my head.

Me: You're lucky I missed. Okay, so this is the extended version of 'Axel Likes it When' from my DA account. I would have put it up there but I'm really afraid to be banned because I just got a subscription there and don't want to waste that money. I highly recommend looking up the two versions I have on there though, I think they're pretty good. I'm going to be working on finishing this story up as quickly as possible but it's hard to just do straight smut without breaks. I'm posting what I've got so far, which is not that much. I'll try to get it done as quickly as possible, but I can't promise anything.

Disclaimer: To sleepy to claim ownership.

Warning: Yaoi, yaoi, yaoi, yaoi, yaoi, oh, did I mention yaoi? I'm up at 1 fucking 30 in the morning writing porn. –Shakes head in disbelief-

Pairing: Axel x Roxas all the way.

Recommended Listening: I was listening to what I like to call my fuck me playlist while writing this. It includes 'Fantasy' by Timbaland featuring Money, 'Black and Silver' by Xandria (I love that song!),' Drown in Me' by Xandria, and 'Send Me an Angel' by Zeromancer. And I was serious when I said I call it my fuck me playlist, that's what it's labeled as on my iPod.

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Axel likes it when Roxas is hesitant.

"Come on Roxy, it's going to be fine," Axel whined.

"I don't know Axel," the blond hung back slightly; "I don't think this is a good idea."

"It doesn't have to be a good idea, it will be fun."

"How is dying Marluxia's hair black fun?"

"It will be funny when we put the pictures up all over the castle," Axel grabbed Roxas' hand and dragged the reluctant blond along behind him.

"Fine," Roxas finally sighed, tugging his hand free and following after the redhead, "But when we get caught I'm blaming you."

"You always do," the redhead sighed, "So hurry up."

(Ten minutes later)

"Run faster Axel!" Roxas yelled as he sprinted down the castle halls, Marluxia on his tail.

"I'm going as fast as I can!" the redhead yelled back.

"I'll kill you two!" the now raven haired assassin yelled after them.

The pair continued to sprint as if their lives depended on it, and in truth that was probably the case. Marluxia was known for his vanity and his hair was his most prized possession. It was the unspoken rule of the Organization that you didn't mess with the pinkette's perfectly coiffed locks. Roxas silently cursed Axel for getting him into this situation, because it really was his fault. The redhead had sworn that Marluxia was drugged, that he couldn't wake up, but he had right in the middle of the dye job.

Turning a corner Roxas and Axel barely dodged around Zexion who had his arms full of books. A little further down the hall Roxas heard the distinct thud of said books hitting the floor accompanied by rather colorful cursing and could only assume that Marluxia hadn't managed to avoid smacking into Zexion. The pair didn't slow down though, they knew that the Graceful Assassin wouldn't be held up for too long and needed the distance. As Roxas was about to take another corner he was grabbed from behind by Axel and yanked into a dark room. Closing the door as quietly as he could, Axel leaned against it to listen for Marluxia's passing. Sure enough, seconds later he heard the former pinkette running past in what he thought was hot pursuit of the pair.

"Well that didn't turn out like I had planned," Axel sighed and turned back to Roxas.

The blond sent him his best death glare. "What are we going to do now?" he demanded, "It's not like we can go out there for a while."

"I can think of something," Axel smirked.

"And what would that be?"

"You," Axel said as he pounced, knocking Roxas to the ground.

"Axel," Roxas whined, "This is a bad idea, what if he hears us?"

"Then you'll just have to be real quiet," Axel said as he kissed his way down Roxas' neck.

"Me?" Roxas breathed, "I'm not the one who was screaming last night."

"Mm," Axel hummed. He was done talking, that much was for sure.

Coming to the junction of Roxas' shoulder and neck, Axel began to suck lightly with the intent of leaving a mark. Roxas whimpered slightly, silently damning the redhead for knowing his weak spot and damning himself for having an overly sensitive neck. Unable to stop himself, Roxas ran his hands down Axel's back, taking in every inch even though he had long ago memorized it. With a soft moan he leaned his head back to give Axel better access, shivering slightly when the redhead nipped at his flesh. He barely noticed when a hand made its way to the zipper of his coat and pulled it down. Roxas shivered at the sudden blast of cold against his skin, but soon that turned to tremors as Axel ran his hands over the blonde's abdomen.

Roxas arched into Axel's touch. The redhead's hands were hot, almost unbearably hot, his inner fire raging just beneath the surface. God how Roxas loved that heat touching him like it was at that exact moment, he almost wanted it to burn him so that he could be marked forever. But Axel would never do that; never mar Roxas' flawless skin. Letting his hands fall farther, Axel hooked a finger into the waistband of Roxas' jeans and gave a slight tug. The blond groaned slightly at the attention and bucked his hips forward. Axel smirked into Roxas' shoulder and gave the article of clothing another playful tug. Immediately Roxas' hands flew to the redhead's coat and started to tear at it in frustration, the zipper didn't seem to want to come down for him. Axel just chuckled and slid it down for the blond.

Roxas let his hands wander over Axel's now exposed stomach, his touch so light that the redhead shuddered slightly at the sensation. When Axel gave his pants another teasing tug Roxas lost any remnant of coherent thought that he still had. With a low growl he yanked the redhead's pants away, the fabric ripping from the sheer force of his actions.

"Hey!" Axel drew back slightly, "I liked those jeans."

"Don't care," Roxas smirked as he grabbed Axel around the neck and forced their lips together.

Shrugging his coat off Axel finally unbuttoned Roxas' jeans and slid them off the blonde's frame. Sliding his hands up Roxas' abdomen, Axel gently slid the smaller teen's coat off his shoulders and started to back him up. Roxas wasn't even aware that he was being moved until his back hit the cold wall of the room. Axel pressed himself closer to the blond, their chests rubbing together and the kiss becoming more desperate. Panting heavily, Axel broke the kiss long enough to see the haze in Roxas' eyes. Reconnecting their lips, Axel brought a hand down the blonde's side to his leg. Pushing Roxas harder against the wall, Axel hooked the blonde's legs around his waist and ground their hips together.

Roxas threw his head back with a gasp, arching against the wall behind him. As Axel thrust their bodies together Roxas moaned loudly. "Hush," Axel panted, "Don't want Marluxia to find us."

"Ah," Roxas panted, "Right."

The blond found three fingers presented to him and quickly took them into his mouth, sucking lightly. Axel moaned at the sensation, Roxas really was good with his mouth and he almost hated that it was his fingers in there instead of something else. But now wasn't the time for that kind of thing. Axel watched as Roxas bobbed his head slightly, his tongue swirling around the digits, eyes trained on Axel's. Sucking in a shaky breath, Axel retracted his fingers and trailed them down Roxas' back and stopped just above the blonde's entrance. Slowly, with eyes still meeting the blonde's, Axel inserted one finger and began to pump slowly. Roxas' head fell back against the wall as he thrust his hips to meet the redhead's movement. A small gasp escaped his lips as another finger was added to his body and the pumping became faster. Axel started to scissor his fingers within the blond while he thrust and twist them. Suddenly Roxas shuddered violently, a hand flying up into his mouth to stifle his cry. Axel just smirked and focused his attention on the same spot as he continued to prepare the teen. Roxas' eyes scrunched shut as his prostate was assaulted over and over again, not even noticing when the third finger was added.

A small whimper escaped past the blonde's fist when the fingers were withdrawn and he sent a glare at Axel. The redhead just smirked and lined himself up, pausing when he remembered he hadn't slicked himself. Roxas immediately sensed his hesitation and thrust his own hips down, impaling himself on the redhead. He cried out again and bit into Axel's shoulder to try to alleviate the sudden pain that accompanied his actions.

"There was a reason I stopped," Axel gasped.

"Mhm," Roxas muttered, still not unclamping his teeth from the redhead.

After a moment Axel was released and Roxas gave a tentative thrust. Gently massaging the small of Roxas' back, Axel thrust his hips forward. The blond in his grip gasped loudly and buried his head in the crook of his neck, thrust back with more force. Had it been any other time Axel would have smirked at that, but at the present moment he was a little too distracted to notice. He was lost in pure sensation, the tight heat that engulfed him pushing all forms of thought out of his mind. Panting heavily Axel continued to thrust, increasing both his force and speed as Roxas began to keen against his skin.

Roxas was slightly better at retaining his thought process at that moment, remembering that Marluxia was probably still looking for them. It took all his concentration to keep himself from screaming out as his prostate was hit over and over again. He nearly lost any semblance of composure when Axel took hold of his length and began to pump in time with his thrusts. Roxas' vision was clouded over with stars as he shuddered violently at the double assault of pleasure. Burying his face even further against Axel's skin, Roxas cried out as he came. As Roxas' muscles clamped down around him Axel let out a soft cry, spilling himself deep within the blond.

The pair clung to each other as they sunk to the ground, panting and dazed. Regaining some sense of their surroundings, Roxas reached over and grabbed their clothes, pulling them over so they could start to get dressed. Just as they managed to tug their jeans on the door flew open, light cascading into what

Roxas finally realized was a broom closet. This realization took a back seat however when he saw that it was Marluxia who had thrown the door open. The assassin still bore his expression of unbridled fury as he glared down at the blond and redhead.

"It was Axel's idea!" Roxas shouted and darted past the older man.