Morning After
Roxas was the first to wake, eyes cracking open slowly, only to snap shut at the sun filtering through the blinds. He turned and nuzzled Axel's chest, relishing in his lover's body heat, and the musky scent from the night before. He was comfortable, reluctant to move, even though he'd snapped to consciousness almost as soon as he'd opened his eyes. So he turned his attention to caressing the redhead, and leaving little butterfly kisses on bare skin.
The affection woke Axel, although, as usual, he was much slower to wake fully. It began with a crinkle between his eyebrows, low groans, followed by languid stretching, before green eyes fluttered open.
"Good morning," Roxas purred, a small smile tugging at his lips.
"Hey you," Axel murmured. He shifted and tugged Roxas closer, so he could plant a kiss on top of the blond head. Then pulled back with a wry smile. "Attack of the hair," he chuckled, plucking out strands of red that had managed to entangle themselves in short blond.
Roxas hummed his amusement. "You shed too much."
Axel raised an eyebrow. "Says the person pulling at my hair. It doesn't all come out by itself, you know." He placed a kiss on Roxas' forehead. "I don't mind the consequences, though." A lecherous grin.
Roxas pushed at his shoulder, a small pout on his face. "I can't help it."
"Uh-huh." They lay together for a while, just enjoying their closeness, punctuating the time with small affectionate kisses and caresses.
Axel shifted first, unsettling Roxas. "Sorry love, nature calls." He bent and kissed the blond as they disentangled their limbs, and then slid out of bed. Turned and winked at Roxas, knowing full well the view he was presenting.
Roxas swatted him. "You better go before I decide I won't let you!" Axel grinned.
When he returned, though, he had a scowl on his face. "Fucking hair," he grumbled, indicating the near rat's-nest of red at the base of his skull. "I swear I'm going to cut it all off." Instead of returning to bed, he retrieved his brush, giving it a hopeless look.
"Nooo, don't cut it!" Blue puppy eyes stared up at Axel as he struggled to untangle his mess of hair. "It's too sexy to cut."
Axel let out a small huff. "You're not the one who has to deal with sex hair."
Roxas gave a sly smile, blue eyes darkening. "That's what I find so sexy."