Note: This is an AoKise Prison AU and so the settings will obviously be in a Prison at a small island in Japan. Though it was in Japan, the prison system will be based from U.S. or the common Prison System we usually see in movies, since the Japanese prison environment isn't fitted for the plot of this fanfic. So please keep that in mind. :) I added some original characters too to spice up some things, so I hope you wouldn't mind it that much. A btw, I have also posted this on AO3~
Anyway, I hope you'll all get to love this series (I really worked hard for it XD) and watch out for every update of it ^^ Thanks!
This chapter was beta-read and edited by ILiveForBL .
Check out her oh-so-fluffy AoKise work, "Idiots in Love" 3
PROLOGUE:
Living in a place where you can't even call home, a place where stagnation and loneliness will slowly consume your insides if not the sudden danger that will devour you at once if you get burned by its raging fire. Hopelessness will negate your very existence.
No matter how many times you scream for relief, no one will turn around and help you. No matter how many times you cry in remorse, no one will bat an eyelash over you. No matter how many times you fight in defiance, no one will care to save you. It's either you die as sanity gradually slips away from your being or die as blood oozes out of your guts by a stab of revenge or fury from the same guy you pissed off one time. Whichever way you choose, anyway, you'll end up dying without a sense of peace and with a betrayed hope.
Aomine leaned in closer, inhaling the musty smell of cigarette from his breath- pungent and familiar- and tasted it as his lips touched his with a bold graze of his tongue. For a second, he was tempted to delve in further and taste for more, but he fought back his urge considering that he also wanted to have a look at the pretty boy's turned on expression.
"Have you come to like the taste of my cigarette now, Aominecchi?" The blond asked with a hint of seduction on his smirk. He straddled on the other man's lap and enclosed his arms around his neck, like how he always does to enchant men for his own convenience; however, this time, his intentions are different. Indeed, he captivated this guy's heart, but the difference is, this guy also captured his.
"Nah, still working on the acrid smell. You know that I don't smoke." He replied and immediately encircled his arms around the other's waist in response to the flirtatious ministrations.
"Well, you can always stop. I'm not forcing you, if you don't like it."
He chuckled lightly as his face moves closer again to the pretty boy. "I can't. I wanted to have a taste of everything you try, just as how I wanted to have a taste of everything of you…" And then moist lips started clashing again, beginning from an enthralling, slow, kisses to a stimulating, rough ones. "…Kise."
"Hnngg… Aominecchi…" Shaky breaths started escaping out of their system, and though their lungs were about to give up, they have this sudden urge to continue more even if they finally pass out together only until they feel satisfied with the delight, that is, on the other hand, beginning to stuff their hearts.
Wet sounds echoed. Filling everything with desire and passion, as if building inside this hell a place you could call heaven to settle in. This was then, followed by a gasp that marks the success of satisfaction with the sudden urge for delight; furthermore, it indicates the start of another urge for warmth to invade their bodies.
"I can't believe I found someone as lovely as you here." Aomine murmured in between breaths, wiping with his thumb the saliva that leaked from the corner of the guy's mouth.
"Mnn…" The pretty boy moaned in response to Aomine's amorous words that simply touched his heart.
Staring at the dazed man in front of him, Aomine can't help but get swept away by his feelings and his needs and continued to strike the said man's swollen lips with yet another enamoring kiss. He delved his tongue deeper into his mouth after some sucking motion he always loves to do to the other.
The type of kisses they share, doesn't really count that much, no matter what kind it was, with or without the intrusion of a tongue. What matters most is the fact that these kisses aren't the typical kisses you can find in and out of this hell of a place. It's different. It's not only just passion and desire that dwells inside their whole body. There's something more. It's love.
Love that both never thought they would discover for each other. Love that both never thought would sink the misery they both felt inside. Love that both never thought they would find… in this hopeless place.