the orbit of your hips

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

[don't mind him, he's just sitting in the middle of the floor, repeatedly flicking a zippo open and blowing out the flame in silence.]

Comments

[i-nsane.livejournal.com]

Ugh, the last three days ...

[flops to the floor, pressing his forehead to Roxas' back.]

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

Rough?

[looks back over his shoulder, still flipping the cap of the lighter open and closed.]

[i-nsane.livejournal.com]

Mhm.. I barely got any sleep.

[no thanks to certain dreams that made him wake up mid-orgasm quite a few times.]

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

Sleep is for chumps.

[teases, shifting his weight around so his back isn't to Roxas anymore. snap clink, snap clink. he blows out the flame again.]

..but you definitely look like you could use a few hours.

[i-nsane.livejournal.com]

[easily crawls into his lap, curling up.]

I'll be fine for a while.

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

I'm not carrying you back to your room if you fall asleep.

[i-nsane.livejournal.com]

Oh well. Then I'll get squished by a dinosaur and you'll never see me again.

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

On second thought, maybe I will.

[ruffles his hair.]

[i-nsane.livejournal.com]

[smiles a little.]

Um ... this is uh. This is kind of weird, but can I talk to you about something?

[shifts a little. he's been dying to talk to someone, but what do you know, the kid has no friends. what better person to talk to than the source, anyways?]

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

[leans back on his hands and tips his head.]

Sure.

[i-nsane.livejournal.com]

I've been having ... really interesting dreams lately.

[clears his throat.]

About you.

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

[lifts his brows slowly.]

..what do you mean by 'interesting'?

[i-nsane.livejournal.com]

Uh.. well.

[that blush and that fidget might be some indication.]

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

[wait for it...]

...oh. Oh.

[i-nsane.livejournal.com]

Y-yeah ...

[curls up a little more.]

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

[well, this is suddenly a lot more interesting.]

..how do you know it's me? there are at least fifty other Roxases here.

[i-nsane.livejournal.com]

Because they always start like any other normal day. You come in my room and we talk about the fish, and some other stuff, and then you're touching me and-- ... yeah.

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

[blinks.]

Oh. Uh. ..sorry?

[i-nsane.livejournal.com]

No-- it's not ...

[b-bahh he shouldn't have even said anything. this is way too weird to talk about with someone like him.]

Mmph..

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

[piecing things together slowly.]

It's...not a bad thing. Is that what you were going to say?

[i-nsane.livejournal.com]

Mhm.

[nods once.]

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

I'm, uh...actually kind of flattered. Surprised, even. B-but in a good way.

[i-nsane.livejournal.com]

Oh.. heh. Really?

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

[nods.]

Yeah. Really.

[i-nsane.livejournal.com]

Ah.. that's good to know.

[sh-shifts a little more.]

'cause I liked it.

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

[laughs quietly, trying to ignore the fact that he can feel his cheeks warming up.]

I'd hope so. I'd be a little e-embarrassed otherwise.

[i-nsane.livejournal.com]

I don't.. really think about this stuff often. Or at all.

[noses at his chest.]

And sometimes I didn't really understand what was going on, but it felt so good ...

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

It's.. that's okay.

[shifts his weight to one hand and hesitantly places his other on Roxas' back, rubbing slowly.]

..tell me something you didn't understand.

[not that he's the master of sex or anything like that. in fact, he turns to Rosie Palm and Thumbalina when it comes to things like that, and even then, he rarely sees them.]

[i-nsane.livejournal.com]

Well.. it's hard to explain. I guess it's not that I didn't understand it, it's just that I've never even really thought about it, so it was totally new and hard to get used to until everything started to come full circle. L-like uh.. sex.. toys.

[s-squeeeak.]

And other stuff.

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

You..sure are creative.

[laughs. affectionately.]

[i-nsane.livejournal.com]

I--I don't mean to be!

I honestly thought they were real until I woke up ...

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

[his fingers begin to knead gently against his spine.]

I don't mean it like it's a bad thing..

[i-nsane.livejournal.com]

Mm..

[so he'll pay attention to that, wriggling closer and closing his eyes.]

[defluxed.livejournal.com]

[chuckles quietly, fingertips pressing along each vertebrae as he makes his way down.]

Hey.. don't fall asleep on me yet.