I'm pregnant and you're the father oh NOES!
Axel was just putting the finishing touches of his face paint on, (It was actually edible body paint. He thought he might have fun with it later.) then he stepped back to look at himself in the mirror. Not too bad...he made a pretty hott indian, if he said so himself, which he did. He winked at himself in the mirror, before turning to leave, and head towards Roxas' room.
The past week or so had certainly been different for Axel. Even though Roxas had now given him permission to sleep with other people, he hadn't actually had sex yet, with anyone. There had just been some blowjobs, and handjobs so far. Axel still wasn't sure if he actually wanted to have sex with someone else, he figured that what he was getting was at least enough to tide him over while he waited for Roxas. Still, every time, when it was all over, he felt this incredible guilt, that he felt shouldn't be there. It wasn't like he was cheating on Roxas, afterall, the blond had given him permission, but it all felt so...wrong. He'd been busy pushing those feelings away, telling himself that they were meaningless, and it was doing a semi decent job of keeping the guilt at bay. For the moment at least.
He pasted a smile on his face, once he reached Roxas' door, and knocked, excited to see his boyfriend dressed up as a cowboy. He bet he would be hott.