#axels hips dont lie

[asteraceaye]

One of my favorite videos is now a gif

[c0rpseductor]

emet-selch shsakira hips dont lie amv . Fuck axel. this is emets song now,

[glamournessmygod]

me seeing the new kh game and stuff in general:it's cool but meh

me seeing lea/axel:*literal whale sounds*

[jossambird]

Remember Me?

Axel x Domme female Reader, 18++!!!

Simply intoxicating, he thought, listening to the noises escaping out of your mouth, absolutely wicked things, lithe hands holding the front of his tux like Vice Grips.

The weight on his hips made him groan, nails roughly trailing down his clothed chest as you smiled, grinding down against his erection.

“What a bad boy, look at you.” You drew out, hand reaching out to hold Axel’s jaw, a crushing hold, turning it harshly to reveal a scar along his neck, the raised skin attractive just like the rest of him was.

His glacial eyes flashed ‘danger’ but he ultimately didn’t move, hands immobile against the handcuffs on the Love Seats armrests, not even trying to break them. He barely knew you, yet here you were, turning him on more than he had ever been in his whole life. He was sure he knew you-

“Practically pressing yourself against me. Disgusting.” You whispered, grinning, leaning down against him, breasts nearly popping out of your tight dress.

Gray-blue eyes rose quickly to watch them, greedily taking in how soft the skin if your chest looked, biting his inner cheeks to keep from leaning forward to kiss your skin.

You sat back down, calves and thighs pressed against his muscled thighs on the small seat.

He could try and pretend, lie all he wanted, because the hardness between your thighs certainly didn’t, hard as a rock, the Swedes hips raising to meet your own as you pulled your panties aside along with your dress, greeting him with a view of your soaking wet core.

Axel groaned, words in Swedish escaping his mouth like a prayer, head pressed back against the seats headrest. Pure torture.

“English, my Pet, or I leave.” You replied, delighting in the way his wild eyes watched you back, something breaking within them the moment his mouth opened.

“Please... Mistress.” Axel, one of the most dangerous assassins, kill rate nearly perfect, begged you, accent thick with his desire.

“Such a whore, begging a coworker you hardly know like that, do you have no shame Axel?” You whispered, hands working at his undershirt, pulling in out of his tux’s trousers.

“Im sure you add a notch to your belt with each mission. Fucking women you don’t know like a Greek Adonis-“

“You think I look like a Greek god, darling?” He smirked smugly of a moment, cutting you off before loudly hissing, your teeth against his throat sharp, leaving a mark his brothers would surely notice.

You gave him another, this time softer, lips sucking at his throat, grinding your wetness against the fabric of his trousers.

“A Norse God, strong, dangerous, calculating and beautiful. Cruel as the incoming tide and a receding tsunami, yet, at times, gentle as the morning wind.” Your serious tone made his freeze, paying attention to what you were saying instead of the feeling of your body against his, soft hands snaking over his shoulders gently and into his hair.

“You once tried to have me, as just another notch in your belt, yet you dont remember me... do you?” You asked in a quiet tone, pulling away to look into his confused eyes. Mind racing, Axel tried to remember, tried with all his might to find any memory of a fiery vixen like you-

“Y/N-“ he tried, voice rough, the weight of his error crushing him. You had been with them on a previous mission, and he had climbed into your bed by accident that night, drunkenly touching you before he had stopped, humiliated at himself for lacking restraint, wanting to have you only once sober-

“Now, Axel, I will leave you just as you left me all those months ago; High and dry.” You withdrew from his lap, standing between his legs, granting him an amazing view as you adjusted your dress and pulled off your panties, tucking them into his tux pocket.

Finally, for the first time during your short time together, he struggled against the handcuffs, fists banging against the seats armrests, eyes desperate and pleading.

He looked disheveled; hair out of place, tux and undershirt opened wide, skin bright red and marred with marks from where you had trailed your nails against his hard chest and bitten him, his trousers opened just enough, the outline of his hardness evident.

“No, no no, Y/N, I wanted you sober, not drunk-“ Axel stumbled over his words, cut off by your divine lips landing on his. He moaned into the kiss, trying with all his might to break the cuffs, hold you close and let you claim him however you wanted-

“Once again, we meet only when your intoxicated. Maybe next time, you’ll remember me and finally be sober, wont you Pet?” You whispered onto his bruised lips, giving him one last searing kiss before pulling back, leaving a pleading Scandinavian behind you.

Otto and Oscar found their brother not long after, the sound of his rage guiding them through the droves of mindless invitees, their mission a complete bust after they had lost him earlier that night.

“Wha-“ Otto started, confusion radiating off of him as they took in the sight before them, questions dying on their tongues as Axel continued to rage, your name leaving his lips as if a curse and a blessing.

[astralynx]

I lost a bet on twitter and had to make an Axel hips dont lie fancam referencing the og video from 2006 I’ll post it here whej I get home

[outofcontextkhmvs]

My dream is an HD remake of Axels Hips Dont Lie, honestly.

i actually have a remake of this old amv that i thought was iconic (but not made by me) sorta collecting dust on my computer atm

not that it’s kingdom hearts, but it’s still fun to do... so basically someone should do this