it comes off strong.

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

[so for lack of anything better to do, Sora's been in the weight room, beating the crap out of punching bags and lifting weights. he looks pretty spent though, full of sweat and taking his time with his punches.]

Comments

[commandingly.livejournal.com]

[looking a bit worse for wear, tired, his hair a bit mussed from sleep and sex, even limping as he makes his way over, curious. Just ignore the vague bruise on his cheek]

Are you alright?

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

Hey, that's no fair. You look worse off than me.

[takes the towel from his own shoulders, wiping his face down and tossing it aside before he strolls over.]

[commandingly.livejournal.com]

[wry smile]

Bit of a rough night. But I'm not beating things up.

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

Hey, I beat things up so I can keep up with my body.

[claps a hand over tightened muscle in his arm, smirking.]

Everlasting energy, y'know?

[commandingly.livejournal.com]

[can't help the smile widening]

Yes, I'm sure all 12 years of you will catch up.

[t-tease]

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

Hey now.

[flicks him in the cheek.]

[commandingly.livejournal.com]

[asfas ducks back with a small smile, but winces at the way his lower body goes OW OW OW Y U DO DIS]

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

Oh, hey ...

[sighs, settling down next to him. mister, you are getting a massage whether you like it or not.]

What the hell'd you do, anyways? --know what, nevermind, I can guess.

[commandingly.livejournal.com]

...Uh, yeah, you don't...really.....

[that's a really dirty sounding moan as he sits down]

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

[h-haaah, something he hasn't heard for a long while, so he passes it off with a blush and a light chuckle. no one needs to know he screwed on cam for a living.]

Hey, don't mind it. My Riku's been off doing whatever with whoever so I really don't get to treat anyone anymore.

[commandingly.livejournal.com]

[hums quietly, just loving every moment of it and shivering at a sensitive spot, because oh, fuck yes that feels nice.]

Mmnn, shame, that. He's missing out.

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

He's got Roxas and Axel to worry about catering to. They're demanding people, y'know?

[he almost winks, but feels that's a little corny, so he sets back into massaging near the base of his spine, leaning against him a little.]

[commandingly.livejournal.com]

[slow, soft purr, lips quirked up]

Mmm, we can be, yes.

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

Heh. So who packed you in?

[gri~ins.]

[commandingly.livejournal.com]

...It's a long story.

[frowns a bit, kind of annoyed at Axel]

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

Aw. Don't wanna talk about it?

[gives him a quick peck on the cheek. he knows how that is.]

[commandingly.livejournal.com]

[lips quirk]

You're awfully affectionate.

[mm, and shrugs a little]

I don't mind. It's just it'll probably bore you.

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

Comes with the job.

[settles back, still pressing and kneading tense muscle.]

Though, I have to say, I have a soft spot for blonds~

[commandingly.livejournal.com]

The job?

[eyebrow up]

....Mmn, I suppose I should feel flattered, but aren't I too old for you?

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

Hey, I'm eighteen.

[shakes his head with a soft laugh.]

I might not look it, though. I never did drink a lot of milk as a kid.

[commandingly.livejournal.com]

[snorts]

S'a myth, you don't grow more.

[n-not bitter about being shorter than his (now ex) boyfriends, nooooo]

Eighteen is still young.

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

I've done things with guys about your age.

It's really no big.

[traces stray fingers down Roxas' arm.]

Y'know. I'm just a no-good porn star.

[commandingly.livejournal.com]

[notices that, but just catches his hand and drags him close, so Sora's pressed up against him from behind. not letting go hi]

You Soras. You all seem so bright and perky, you'd think you'd have better self-esteem.

[murmurs it, looking at him as best as he can]

Porn star or not, it doesn't make you no-good.

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

[slowly melts against him, resting his face against the back of Roxas' shoulder.]

... if you say so.

[commandingly.livejournal.com]

Yeah, now you say it.

[care-giver.livejournal.com]

[For boredom's sake entirely, Roxas had decided to come down and see what the gym offered. He entered to look around, but spotted Sora.]

Woah, quite the work out.

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

You're telling me. I've been doing this every other day. I've gotta keep myself fit some way, though.

[never know what these weirdos here might expect.]

[care-giver.livejournal.com]

[He nodded.]

Yea, know what you mean. I've been swimming mostly, when I'm not trying to keep somewhat of a tab on the little Axel, he gets away from me now and again.

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

Little Axel? Haven't seen one. Then again I don't think I've met you either, so that makes sense, right?

[laughs.]

[care-giver.livejournal.com]

[He laughed.]

Yea, he's eleven. And no, don't think I've met you either. Of course I've been sticking mainly to my room and the pool room, so that could explain it.

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

Jeeze, everywhere I look there's kids.

[flicks his bangs a little, contemplating a shower.]

Well I'm sure you know my name is Sora.

[care-giver.livejournal.com]

[He nodded.]

Seems like it.

[He grinned.]

Yea, I know you're a Sora. I'm a Roxas. It's nice to meet you.

[sterling-mind.livejournal.com]

[quiet yawn, someone's trying out a new look, blue shirt and almost black jeans. doesn't look quite so gay. offers up a bottle of water, looking tired.]

Hey.

[confidenthero.livejournal.com]

[accepts, graciously drowning his entire face in the cool liquid, showering his hair and shaking his head like a wet dog.]

Thanks.

How've you been?

[sterling-mind.livejournal.com]

[laughs softly, brushing some water off of his face.]

Tired.