Now that he was invisible, Roxas more or less considered himself downright invincible as well.He snuck into Poison with pretty much no problem at all when one of the bouncers opened the doors for a group of local college girls, he just scooted right in and the bouncer was none the wiser.
He had downed a shot of God-knows-what, slipped right out from under Axel's hand when the redhead was too busy to really notice. He even danced for a bit, and while he got stepped on and run into dozens of times, the blond was still able to dance and grind to hsi ehart's content without the threat of being recognized or kicked out.
Feeling bold and slightly tipsy, he swayed over to the bar and reached out, touchign Axel's cheek with his warm, wet hand, smirking.
"I think the customers are getting a little more fresh than usual tonight."
"You think so?" Axel replied, grinning as he polished a glass. When he realized there was a shy looking girl sitting at the bar watching him, he tossed the glass over his head and caught it behind his back. The smile that lit up her face was brilliant, and made him feel a little bit better.
He tried to toss it behind his back once more, but was stunned when he felt a hand caress his cheek. The glass crashed to the floor, the redhead spinning around to look at the mess. Hurriedly, he looked to one of the other bartenders. "Shit. Where's the broom?"
Roxas honestly couldn't help himself. He climbed right up on the bar, his legs swinging over the side, and grabbed Axel's face in both his ahnds, pulling him forward. He leaned to the side and dipped his tongue into the shell of the redhead's ear, breathing hotly over it... just like he used to.
Axel was so surprised that he took several startled steps backward, bumping in to the girl trying to help clean up the mess and sending them both down in to the glass.
Both palms face down in the glass, the redhead groaned and held still, while the girl half on top of him started to cry. Looking at the damage, he helped her up. It wasn't long before his boss came out, exasperated and seeming quite close to firing him.
"Axel, go clean up your hands in the bathroom and go home. You're obviously a little off tonight."
"Yeah," Axel agreed shakily, walking out of the bar and to the bathroom, still having the distinct feel of saliva on his ear.
Seeing blood on the redhead's hands, naturally the first thought that came to Roxas's mind?
Kinky.
He leapt down from the bar and followed Axel into the bathroom, vaguely wondering if the redhead had read his online journal lately. Probably not, as if the bastard cared abould him that much.
Once in the bathroom, Roxas slid his hands down the front of Axel's pants, creeping closer and closer toward his groin.
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He had downed a shot of God-knows-what, slipped right out from under Axel's hand when the redhead was too busy to really notice. He even danced for a bit, and while he got stepped on and run into dozens of times, the blond was still able to dance and grind to hsi ehart's content without the threat of being recognized or kicked out.
Feeling bold and slightly tipsy, he swayed over to the bar and reached out, touchign Axel's cheek with his warm, wet hand, smirking.
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"You think so?" Axel replied, grinning as he polished a glass. When he realized there was a shy looking girl sitting at the bar watching him, he tossed the glass over his head and caught it behind his back. The smile that lit up her face was brilliant, and made him feel a little bit better.
He tried to toss it behind his back once more, but was stunned when he felt a hand caress his cheek. The glass crashed to the floor, the redhead spinning around to look at the mess. Hurriedly, he looked to one of the other bartenders. "Shit. Where's the broom?"
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Both palms face down in the glass, the redhead groaned and held still, while the girl half on top of him started to cry. Looking at the damage, he helped her up. It wasn't long before his boss came out, exasperated and seeming quite close to firing him.
"Axel, go clean up your hands in the bathroom and go home. You're obviously a little off tonight."
"Yeah," Axel agreed shakily, walking out of the bar and to the bathroom, still having the distinct feel of saliva on his ear.
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Kinky.
He leapt down from the bar and followed Axel into the bathroom, vaguely wondering if the redhead had read his online journal lately. Probably not, as if the bastard cared abould him that much.
Once in the bathroom, Roxas slid his hands down the front of Axel's pants, creeping closer and closer toward his groin.
What's wrong with a bit of fun, after all?
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