As Aomine falls on top of him, irregular breath tickling his neck, Kise tries to get the air back to his lungs. It proves to be a difficult task at the moment, especially with 85 additional kilos resting on his chest, but he manages. He closes his eyes and recalls the god damn it amazing sex he just had, and sighs contently to himself.
"You are pretty wild sometimes," Aomine points out, voice almost back to its normal tone.
Kise eyes snaps open again, and he stares at the mop of blue hair. All he intelligibly can performance at the moment is a stupid "What?", because, as far as he remembers, Aomine is always the wild one.
His most loved person shifts and pushes himself up. "Saying all that stuff, you know. Though that thing with your feet was pretty damn good," he says, and Kise stares at blue orbs skeptically.
The warmth on his cheeks tells him he's probably flushed as hell, and he's pretty sure it had already died away moments ago. Now he thinks about it, he was indeed a little out of himself, but it was not his fault – Daiki was the one asking him to do stuff. "Shut up, Aominecchi," he manages dumbly and warps the cover securely around himself.
Aomine spares a moment longer staring at him, brows rising because "Pretty sure you weren't even a little bit as shy just twenty minutes ago," he remarks, tugging at the sheets.
"What are you talking about?" Kise asks. "Do you need me to remind you about what you said or something?"
"Hah?" Daiki replies, pushing his sticky hair back in a nervous gesture, "Didn't say anything. You were the one moaning and saying kinky stuff. I think that's why your neighbors give me those funny looks." They stare at each other for a moment, and then Aomine smirks. When he next speaks, his voice is high pitched and funny and sounds breathless. "Hnn, Daicchi, j-just get in already, hn."
Kise blushes furiously, because, fuck, although he wants to deny it, Aomine just sounded exactly like him. He feels stupidly embarrassed – but he's sure he's not the only one, because Aomine is also looking slightly defensive. He smiles inwardly to himself because yes, Aominecchi was always the wild one.
So if Aomine wants to play, Kise's sure two can play his game. He stares at Aomine and speaks in the most husky voice he manages, "Ryouta, just like that… do it again."
"That was you about my dick on your ass," Aomine points out with a growl. He proceeds to climb on top of Kise again and shove him down on the bed. Kise stares at him contemplatively – that damn as hell sounded like himself about Aomine's dick. "Or maybe it was me about that thing with your feet," Aomine ponders, letting his weight fall down on Kise again. "But, no, it was you about my dick."
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ALRIGHT THIS WAS PRETTY RANDOM AND USELESS SHIT but, hey!, one can write random and useless shit about their OTP, right?
WELL, whatever. I got this idea from imagineyourotp on tumblr. The prompt was something like 'imagine your otp having really kinky sex and getting all embarrassed afterwards' fdjkngjfdk I DON'T THINK /THIS/ MAKES THE PROMPT JUSTICE, BUT I DON'T CARE.
Or actually I do.
Anyways, sorry for the many mistakes and typos. Thanks for reading!