This is the updated, un-drunk version. It's about damn time I made changes.
Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroko no Basket, or my Kiseki babies.
Notes: Rated M for language and sex
Lately, Aomine saw Kuroko as a book and a mirror- so fucking easy to read, and not only that, his facial expressions reflect what he's feeling at the moment. In the past, Kuroko was always the person whose next moves they can't read. A mysterious aura always surrounds him, well, when they used to play basketball. Then again, he isn't that much of a mysterious guy. He just doesn't talk much but he opens up whenever he wants provided that the person listens and respects his perspectives. Aomine always contradicts Kuroko's ideas, even now. Somehow he felt that dominating the small fry is kind of… exciting.
"You can't be here, Aomine-kun. You know full well how he'll feel when he sees us together in this position, again."
Completely ignoring the one who spoke, Aomine nuzzled the back of the man's left ear. "Mhm.. Tetsu should stop worrying over the smallest things. We're in a unit stations away from his home. He doesn't usually go to this area."
"Anything can happen, Aomine-kun."
"Haaaaaaa.. Really, you should stop worrying, Tetsu."
Just like now, at this very moment, Aomine loves it when Kuroko disagrees with him. Of course, Kuroko wouldn't give up without throwing a fit. Deep inside, Aomine also knew how the phantom man doubted himself. He knew how his Tetsu thought about punishing himself for being this way… for being with the man standing right in front of him. Just as he said, Kuroko is an open-book nowadays. In the end, Kuroko constantly gives in to the temptation. He knew how Kuroko has been weak to his touches. And Aomine would flash him a triumphant smile.
"Kise will be very, very sad." Kuroko whispered, his back falling to the bed sheets, his head reaching the soft blue pillows. Two hands trapping the pale man, eyes intensely staring right through his soul, their lower regions meeting as the taller one grinds his hips earning himself a delicious sound from his Tetsu. Lighter blue looked away, regret flashing through his entire face.
Aomine smirked and paid no heed to Tetsu's reaction. Without restraining himself from what Kuroko will feel, he did the expected beginning of a love session, peeling the cover off. Only in Aomine's version, however, every cover was meant to be shredded until the meal is fully exposed. He devoured his meal like there was no tomorrow. Aomine planted kisses in his neck, his cheeks, his forehead, his hands, his navel, his nipples, and ended with a deep kiss. A string of saliva left their mouth. Not breaking the string, Aomine leaned closer and admired the beauty lying down below him. Perfect skin, perfect eyes, perfect hips, perfect height... So fucking perfect.
Not waiting any longer, Aomine slid his shirt off and removed the buckles of his lower clothing. Kuroko closed his eyes the moment his partner stood completely exposed above him. He clenched his eyes harder as he felt something touch his cheeks. Surely, it wasn't Aomine's hands. Aomine's hands had 10 fingers, and one hand is currently busy playing with his nipples while the other holding his head.
"This isn't about him, Tetsu. You want this. You've always wanted this."
"Stop…" Kuroko grunted as he turned his face away. Kuroko thought this is not going to happen again. He can't betray Kise over and over again, to Aomine on top of that. His mind struggled but damn he knew at the back of his mind, he was drawn to participate with this jerk, that is Aomine. And yet it felt so… wrong. Kuroko loves Kise.
If it wasn't because the model always left him in the middle of their date, or something coming up regarding his work right before they make love, Kuroko would never have to deal with this desire and longing. Kise is grateful to Kuroko, who is patient and understanding enough. Usually if he dated someone and these incidents happen a lot, they'd break up with him. Kuroko intended to keep Kise's trust.
Until Aomine found out the pent that his bestfriend has been feeling as his lover leaves him for work.
It took all his courage to invite him for dinner one night and talk about their careers and life. The wine was especially good and vanilla is Kuroko's favourite flavour. In which Aomine uses this medium to lure Tetsu into his seduction plan, and to his surprise, it turned out to be something much bigger than his expectations. To Aomine, he considered it the best night and for Kuroko, the night after, he felt very horrible. The original plan is to talk about their lives, make Tetsu completely drunk until the smaller one does not feel the hands touching all over his body. But then he hears a naked Tetsu calling out his name, his face flushed, and eyes half-closed, body burning for more. Aomine snapped and one thing led to another.
After that night, Kuroko felt guilty and took his time off by working really hard and even volunteering for overtime. How horrible could he possibly be? First he starts complaining to himself how Kise never has the time for their relationship, and the next thing he knew, he woke up naked beside his bestfriend. Their bestfriend.
Kuroko could not blame him. He knew very well how Aomine felt for him and yet he agreed to join him for a dinner, all alone, in his house, and have bottles of his favourite wine, on a very lonely night. Everything is his fault. If it was someone else… Midorima, Murasakibara, Akashi, Kagami… He wouldn't think twice and reject them immediately, but of all the people, why him? Why Aomine?
Why Tetsuya's first love?
Sometimes, he hated himself for always being caught up to his past. However, this was not a reason to do things with him. Even if Aomine is his first love. And still...
Noticing the little guy's unfazed thoughts, he immediately lifted Kuroko's chin and bent down to reach his face. By now, Kuroko's heart stopped. Aomine stared at his former light's eyes and all he sees is a beautiful shade of blue. The more he stared at the man, the more he engulfs deeper into him.
"Aomine-kun…" Kuroko called breathlessly, slightly pulling away from him, his hand on his chest. The moment Kuroko blinked, Aomine smirked before reclaiming him in another breath-taking kiss, his hands feeling every inch of his body. He let Aomine invade him, just like he always does.
"You're mine," Aomine mumbled before drawing his hands down towards the place he so desperately wanted to touch. He gave his partner a few stroke before slipping two fingers in his hole. Kuroko moaned, unable to do anything. He shifts slightly, trying to feel
Aomine more. Aomine leans forward to Kuroko's neck and inhaled his scent. While doing so, he continues to pump the fingers with much more speed and force, enjoying the tightness around his fingers before letting another finger slip in and began to thrust them in and out.
Kuroko almost screamed at the force that Aomine was doing. For some reason, he's being rough tonight. He was on fire, and so is Kuroko. From his toes to the head, he felt the heat emerging around him, especially that part. Kuroko was so near, and Aomine felt it from the way his partner rocked to the rhythm his fingers were creating. Desperately wanting for more, Kuroko clings to Aomine's shoulders, digging his nails as each thrust got harder.
"Aomine-kun… Please," Kuroko whimpered.
By now Aomine can tell how Tetsu is pretty frustrated by the way he begged with that tone of his voice. Grinning, he slows the pace down while the other hand made amends to do work for the little one's member. For a little while, he noticed how Kuroko is getting used to his flow and so he decided to make another move. All of a sudden, Aomine disappeared from Kuroko's view and the next thing he knew, an ecstatic moan was heard as warmth enclosed the tip of his member. It is then followed by the movement of Aomine's tongue flicking the sensitive slit, and Kuroko can't help but muffle another longing moan. The mouth around his member began sliding up and down, the tongue making his current state worse.
"Aomine…-kun… In… Me.. Ah… Hurry…" Kuroko begged as his right hand guided Aomine's head.
"Mhn Tetsu, still busy."
"Aomi… ne-kun… Ah… Close… P-Please…"
"…."
"Please… Please… Please… So c-close… Aomine-kun…"
Pausing for a moment, Aomine looked up to see his Tetsu's expression. What he saw is enough to make him burst on the spot but he decided to hold it in longer. After Tetsu's done, he made sure to thoroughly fuck his mouth before doing him. "Na Tetsu, your face shows that you're not enjoying this."
"W-What are … you saying? I'm… begging… Ah… Aomine-kun! P-please!"
"Not enough,"
Kuroko wanted to scream and make the noises louder; it might reach Aomine and mentally send him the message. He was so close. As Aomine bobs his head faster, he finds himself thrusting together with the movements that his former light is making. Suddenly, it was too much for him to take and began making uncontrollable moans as he neared.
"More… More… More… More… Ah… I'm gonna… I-I'm gonna… Ki… Daiki!"
One last audible moan filled the room as Kuroko released. Aomine felt the warmth of Tetsu's seed flow into his mouth, swallowing every drop enthusiastically. Kuroko heaved one last breath and closed his eyes as he emptied himself. Aomine ran his lips over Tetsu's length one more time before sliding his lips, eliciting a plop sound. Completely pulling himself up to meet the baby blue eyes, Aomine pecked his Tetsu's lips and cupped his chin. Kuroko opened his eyes, and his mouth as well, knowing what to do.
"Your turn, Tetsu."
The Cake's Note: ASFJKHDSJKVJKSD THIS IS MY FIRST TIME WRITING A SMUT. Well, not completely a smut but HDSIHFDSFDS STILL MOUTH PORN GEEZUS. What will my het-fic followers think of me. Oh and I made Aomine the jerk here. Okay so he always been a jerk but I made him 80% meaner in this fic, and probably the next chapters too. Working on chapter 2 right now! As you noticed, some parts are cut and improved. Particularly, the flashback scenes were removed but they're going to be in the next chapter!
Stay tuned, I guess?
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