entrancelogs | Axel+Roxas

Who: Axel [

unbidden]
Where: Their room, at least for now.
When: Gender bending event for the win.
Rating: PG. Will change it if necessary.
Summary: Having boobs isn't a normal occurrence. 'Just another day' doesn't quite apply for these two.
the Story:

Suddenly, Roxas was thanking his lucky stars that he still had some of the dresses that Misa had lent him when people in the mansion had had their bodies swapped with one another. No matter how many curveballs the mansion threw them, it would always turn out alright in the end. They would always have some sort of plan to make it less horrible.

After all, they'd been blind and mute before, had their bodies swapped, and Axel had been a ghost. How could this be any worse than any of that?

Giving his reflection one last dissatisfied look, Roxas closed his eyes and sighed, shutting the door so that he couldn't see himself anymore. Or herself, she thought with a grumble. Running a hand through her hair, she considered her next move. A sly grin crept onto her face as she realised that she hadn't checked to see if Axel had been affected too. Then again, who would think rationally when they woke up with boobs?

Turning, she crossed to the bed and clambered back onto it, crawling over to where her husband was fast asleep. Or was that wife? Roxas laughed softly under her breath as she lifted the covers to take a peek. Yup. It was just as she expected.

Maybe this would turn out to be amusing after all.

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"Mm, cold," Axel murmured as Roxas lifted the blankets, rolling over to capture the blonde in his (her?) arms to restore her warmth, not noticing how much softer her lover's skin had become, or how sweet she smelled. Instead, she just nuzzled deep into her neck, beginning to drift off again....

"Hey, you're not allowed to go back to sleep!" Roxas had no qualms about hitting her lover on the shoulder, though not too hard. Just enough to stop her from going back to sleep, hopefully. "It's not that cold. And aren't you supposed to be a fire wielder?" She just sighed, hoping that she could coax Axel to let go. She was too restless to be stuck around in bed all day.

"Five more minutes, mommy..." he teased, then suddenly realized how high his... no, both of their voices had become. "Oh hell," she said quietly, then cautiously opened one eye at a time to look at her husband. She sighed and shook her head.

"Well, at least you make a hot lesbian," she lamented, then looked under the sheets at her own bare chest. After looking for a long moment at her new breasts, she decided to handle this situation as she always handled the unexpected: with mischief. "So," she said seductively, "are they fun?" She made a suggestive gesture with her eyes toward Roxas' boobs, smirking brightly.

This made Roxas frown deeply, and she hit her husband - wife?- again, this time a lot harder. She really didn't have any qualms about physical abuse when it came to getting the other back. "Nu uh. No more time for you." The frown quickly changed into a grin, though, as she watched Axel's movements.

"So do you," she shrugged, not missing a beat. When Axel looked under the sheets, so did she- and Roxas very much liked what she saw. She also took the opportunity to get better acquainted with her 'wife's' new body, cautiously reaching out to caress her skin. "You should have asked me this a month ago," Roxas laughed, nuzzling into Axel. "But as much as I hate to admit it, yes. And I'm not the only one having fun with them, either." Take that how she would.

Roxas' last words elicited a small trace of jealousy from his... her... wife... husband... whichever. "Oh really?" she asked, expression light but tone darker, "and who else if having so much fun, if I may ask?"

The words had had the exact effect that Roxas intended, and she grinned mischievously. "Do you want to find out who, or do you wanna have a little fun yourself~? You can't have it both ways."

"I think I have a right to know who's playing with my husband's tits," he said sourly. Maybe Roxas wanted to make it a game, but inciting jealousy wasn't really the best way to go about that with the redhead.

Roxas looked surprised, and she withdrew a little from her husband's side. "What, you think I'd let someone else touch me?" She demanded, folding her arms across her chest. She was actually glaring at Axel now. "It was just a bit of teasing. If you don't trust me more than that, then--" She knew that she had been a little in the wrong here, but right now, her pride wasn't prepared to admit that.

"If you're gonna accuse me of not trusting you, then what? You seemed pretty clear with what you said," she huffed, sitting up and turning away from the blonde. Axel had always been irritable in the mornings, and jealousy games were the last thing she wanted to play.

"... you're joking, right?" Roxas spluttered. "I would never let anyone else touch me. Last time I looked, we were married. I was just joking around with you. Don't take it so seriously!" Despite all of her protesting, she knew all too well that she shouldn't have played the jealousy card- but really, it hadn't been intentional.

"Forgive me if I trust what you say," she muttered, rolling her eyes and laying back again, looking at Roxas through narrowed eyes. She crossed her arms over the sheet covering her chest, waiting for whatever Roxas had to say.

"If you trust what I say, then you should be trusting my wedding vows," she said softly, rubbing at her eyes tiredly. This was an argument that she hadn't been hoping to have; fighting with Axel was something that Roxas had hoped she could escape forever, whether they be male or female.

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