Open Interaction Post!

[chakramkeyblade]

[Permanent, open interaction post for Lea (and Axel). Let me know if you'd prefer me to do a starter, or just jump in with whatever!]

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[selenesknight]

It was difficult to believe. Isa didn't want to have so little faith, but it was difficult to hold to something that even remotely resembled optimism. Not when Xehanort could resurface at any moment and inflict some serious damage, be it physical or otherwise. Likely a combination.

"... I suppose I can't stop you. Even though it's stupid. You're going to get hurt and it's going to be my fault. But you'll just turn it around and you'll take all the blame and you won't be able to forgive yourself. It isn't fair to you."

Sighing softly, he turned to nuzzle at his hair, finally returning some of his affection.

"None of this is."

[chakramkeyblade]

"I'm going to be stubborn till the day I die, you know that."

He'd even tried to charge "Ansem" even after Isa had lost his heart. That ended well. Sarcasm aside, Isa was right about that. Not so much everything else. "It's not your fault. We both know whose fault it is."

Lea turned and planted a kiss against Isa's neck. "Once this is over, I'm buying you all the ice cream you want."

[selenesknight]

"I know. I've seen you die." He mumbled quietly, not wanting to think back to that. "And you were stubborn even afterward... not even death could stop that."

Golden eyes closed and he tilted his head, as much to look away as it was to give Lea more room to nuzzle and explore if he so wished.

"... I do know whose fault it is. And he's listening. And he can surface at any time, Lea. He'll make me hurt you and that isn't something I can risk, nor something you should be so eager to risk. No matter how tempting all of that ice cream sounds."

[chakramkeyblade]

Lea grumbled, kissing the spot on his neck again, securing his lips over the soft skin and sucking on it, intent on making a mark. He never wanted to let go of Isa. Not after everything they'd been through. Were still going through. But he was right, and it hurt. Part of him wanted to take Isa back to his room and say to hell with Xehanort. But the fact that the old man would still be watching them...

The dark hickey he was leaving on the tanned skin was meant to be a message. He only wanted Isa. Not the tagalong.

Lea pulled away, leaving one last kiss on the blemished skin. His green eyes had some of Axel's fire in them, not so much scheming as deadly serious. "...You have to go, then. But I'll be coming to get you back. And I won't be alone. That's a promise."