valhalla.

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[in the kitchen, Axel's slumped over the table, a cup of now cold coffee cradled loosely in a hand. poisoned? passed the fuck out? take your pick~]

Comments

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[walks on over, giving him an odd look and poking him on the forehead.]

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[brows twitch, a soft grunt coming from him]

[clavichordly.livejournal.com]

Wake up.

[another poke. Why yes, the princess is demanding today]

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[may be mumbling something under his breath about pancakes and bunnies as he tries to burrow deeper into the crook of his arm]

[clavichordly.livejournal.com]

[huffs, getting up on that table and moving the coffee cup aside as he goes to blow breath on Axel's ear]

Wake up~

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

[this makes him lift his head, opening a groggy green eye with a yawn]

Nn.. Roxas?

[clavichordly.livejournal.com]

[blows in his face]

Wake up.

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

[wrinkles his nose, both eyes now open and staring blearily]

Why~?

[clavichordly.livejournal.com]

Because I'm bored and whose going to entertain me?

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

[props his face up with a hand]

I suppose that falls into my job description...

[clavichordly.livejournal.com]

Of course. Now entertain me.

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

Mm... what do you want to do~?

[clavichordly.livejournal.com]

I don't know. That's you job to entertain me.

[still on all fours on the table, looking down at him with a smirk]

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

[leans up, licking the boy's lip]

Oh fine~

[clavichordly.livejournal.com]

[smiles, moving down to straddle his lap]

Good.

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

[may have "morning" wood, which makes him whimper]

Nngh...

[clavichordly.livejournal.com]

Been dreaming about me among other things?

[pouty.livejournal.com]

You shouldn't sleep like that.

[tugs at sleeve.]

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[is back to muttering about bunnies and pancakes, eyes squeezing tighter as he tries to stay asleep]

Nn...

[pouty.livejournal.com]

Axel.

[tugs harder.]

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[whimpers as he raises his head, blurry eyes settling on the blond]

W-what...?

[pouty.livejournal.com]

Sleep in a bed or you'll get bad cramps.

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

Mm, I usually do...

[pouty.livejournal.com]

Well don't stop. You'll break.

[blackmailing.livejournal.com]

[smiles at the blond, just a little confused by his statement]

Going to fix me if I do?