Axel || VIII (
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caughtinanetwork2013-07-03 09:17 pm
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accidental video; open
[The sound of clattering begins at the start of the feed and after a bit of static and frantic chirping in the background there's a grunt and a thump when Axel suddenly hits the ground.
He's gotten a bit dizzy and disoriented thanks to how cold his body has gotten, so it's so surprise he's found himself more or less sitting and slumped up against a tree somewhere in the dome. Having dropped his SFC somewhere on the pavement, he can't get up and reach it right away, so it's up to three frantic chocobo chicks to alert anyone nearby.
All together now they flock to the communicator and peck and bat their little wings.
Halp.]
He's gotten a bit dizzy and disoriented thanks to how cold his body has gotten, so it's so surprise he's found himself more or less sitting and slumped up against a tree somewhere in the dome. Having dropped his SFC somewhere on the pavement, he can't get up and reach it right away, so it's up to three frantic chocobo chicks to alert anyone nearby.
All together now they flock to the communicator and peck and bat their little wings.
Halp.]
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He takes the other's bottom lip into his mouth, nipping gently with his teeth before suckling softly on the bite. ]
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Just- Huh.]
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He leaned back in again to repeat the action, nipping at Axel's lower lip and sucking on it. He moved his hands away from Axel's hair and trailed them down his chest going straight for the hem of Axel's pants. The Mr. Nice Guy routine was on hold. He placed a palm over Axel's crotch and squeezed. ]
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Hey, Axel, I'm--
[He stops dead, mouth open. For a stunned moment, he just stares, before his brain can even try to process what he's seeing. Someone who looks just like him is kissing Axel. Touching Axel. And someone who looks just like him means...]
Ven? W-what are you...?
[It still doesn't make any sense. When did Ven get here and why would he want to make out with Axel? Why would Axel let him?]
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He has to pull away again but this time to turn his head in hopes that Roxas won't see his face. He looks awfully different right now, after all, flushed and possibly... something else when he shifts his hips just the slightest bit.]
Uh... Roxas–
[He cuts himself off then suddenly he hears a voice which startles him and causes him to look over. ... Wait a second.]
Roxas?
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To Barry's credit, he maintained his composure as he gave Axel a quick kiss on the cheek before sliding off of his lap rather easily. ]
Oops. I guess the cat's out of the bag~
[ Barry chuckled, and coming from Roxas's voice it was probably very odd to hear that particular laugh. ]
Think you can handle it from here, Roxas~?
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He looks back at his lookalike as he moves off of Axel, and frowns, suspicion pushing its way through the hurt and confusion. Ven doesn't talk like that, and he wouldn't pretend to be Roxas. He'd almost guess Vanitas somehow, but- he wouldn't be comfortable with all the touching.]
Who- are you? Why're you... pretending to be me?
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What the hell is going on?
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[The smile on Barry's face looks completely wrong on Roxas. It's innocent still, but there's a devilish was behind it that doesn't belong. ]
He's a tough nut to crack, but I think if you grow up a little, you'll have a chance~
[ Barry laughed. He still hasn't shifted out of Roxas's skin, but he enjoyed unnerving both boys. ]
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[He doesn't know how to explain to Axel because he's still not sure himself. Even at Barry's words, the look of confusion remains on Roxas's face for a few moments longer before finally his eyes widen in recognition.]
You.
I told you not to, and- that wasn't talking!
[He starts towards the couch to join Axel, face flushing in anger as he glares at Barry.]
Get out.
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Tch.
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[ Barry shifted then out of Roxas's skin and back into his own. Maybe that would have kept Axel's attention. The man before him now was still a blonde, but of a far fairer quality and angelic in a way. ]
but, it seems he's far too thick headed for simple words to get to him~
If you want him, Roxas, you'll have to show him.
[ Barry winked. ]
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[He glances at his friend in alarm. He can guess what's going to happen next--Axel retreating from the situation and refusing to talk about it, brushing it off like they don't need to talk about it. He doesn't want that.
He looks back at Barry, not feeling much relief as he shifts out of his skin.]
I said get out.
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He doesn't have time for this. Not a single second.]
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[ Barry laughed. ]
I know attraction when I feel it.
[ Though it hadn't been much, nearly nonexistent, it wasn't going to stop Barry from pressing a few buttons.
[ He held out his hands in a peaceful gesture. ]
I'm only trying to help Roxas.
[ Before the blonde can say anything, Barry materialized himself into a flurry of bats, fluttering around both boys for a moment before disappearing via window and into the night. ]
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Axel, wait. You gotta tell me what happened.
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[he retorts, not even bothering to stop or look over his shoulder as he keeps on walking.]
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You thought it was me. You thought you were kissing me. Even though you said...
[He said he didn't want any of that. His grip loosens.]
Did he...?
[Did Barry force him into it? Because if Axel wanted it... why did he want it when it wasn't really Roxas? Was it something Barry said or did, something Roxas would never have thought of, that convinced him? Something Axel wants that he just doesn't have?]
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Indignant, he tugs his arm away.]
I don't want to talk about this.
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Are you mad at me? I didn't ask him to come here.
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Who was that?
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...his name's Barry.
He found out I- like someone who doesn't like me back, and he said he could help.
I told him not to.
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[Sorry, Roxas. He's... just a little frustrated.]
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[He doesn't remember exactly how it came up.]
I didn't tell him it was you.
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