I Am Getting Married
Pairing: Aomine x Kise
KnB fanfic 黒子のバスケ
Everything's getting better and better.
All the problems we encountered along our way that shook us like a cruel wind blowing a tree in a shriveled soil, ended up peacefully. I knew that if Aominecchi and I held each other's hands and stayed strong together, we will never be pulled out from that depleted ground. We were never. We just swayed along the movements of the wind and never get bothered by it. They forgot that before that soil parched up, the tree became sturdy and it remained as healthy as before because it chose to. We chose to.
Our relationship is like a laugh in a silent opera house. Once happened, everyone's eyes will be on you. Judging and insulting you. But then again, we never stopped. We fought for the love that we made and cultivated together.
Aominecchi, along with Kagamicchi, joined the NBA and he was actually famous for being the all-time MVP of his generation; Adding various medals and trophies in his collections. Making me and Kurokocchi more proud of the two. Though there's an issue that sprouted from our relationship, he's not that well-known yet to be the talk of the town and he was granted the permission to take part and play with the prominent league.
My modeling career ended up really well. As a public-figure, issues aren't good for my image. Once the media found out about my relationship with Aominecchi, the agency didn't have a second thought to give me the chance to choose between two choices: break up with him and continue modeling or do whatever I want but dismiss my career. Of course, I like modeling, I, in fact, enjoy it so much; however, I love Aominecchi and there will never be someone or something to beat that resolution of mine. The way they asked me must be a bit harsh to look at, but, in the end, they gladly accepted my decision. And so, without hesitation, I quit with a sincere smile on my face, knowing that there will be no regrets that are going to happen after this. Right now, I am just planning to finish college and go on with our plans together after that.
Aominecchi's mother, Aomine-san, never accepted our relationship. She said that it was a shame that her son got infatuated with a boy and it was nasty of me to seduce him even though I was once his friend. Out of all the struggles that we both confronted, she was the one that really make things difficult for us. Every words she uttered hurt not only me but also her own own son, Aominecchi. I understand him really well, though. I know it's hard to watch your own mother speaking ill words to your lover and you can't do anything but hate her for doing so. Well, for now, though she didn't actually say that she approves of us, she's not interfering anyway. Nonetheless, this didn't bother Aominecchi and force him to abort this lovely relationship that we have...
Everything's getting better and better…
Going out since high school, we spent enough time to understand each other and create a love that is more than what we usually make on each of our past relationships. Yes, we've experienced a great wave of emotions that shook us and, at the same time, strengthen us to the core: fear of judgements, jealousy, rejections from other people, loneliness… All these we've been through and yet here we are living on our own for about a couple of year now in a 1SLDK apartment. We've saved sufficient amount of money from his career as an NBA player and my reserves from modeling to buy a small house in U.S. and live there to get married right after graduation.
Everything's getting better and better... or so I thought.
The warm steam came out as the glass door from the bathroom inside my room was opened; however, no matter how sweaty the temperature of the air that flows around the room due to the steam, Aominecchi never ceases to amaze me with the kind of heat- that is way hotter than everything- he makes. It drowns my head into a lust-filled abyss of love and bends my knees, making me too weak. He crossed my legs around his lean waist and rashly but soothingly carried me with a good grip at my back from under my armpit and just below my butt. Immediately, without any thought, I pulled his head towards me and headed for his lips, giving him the most passionate and amorous kiss he'd ever receive and I'd ever give. And from then on, the love-making scene starts.
"Aominecchi..." A hint of sound came out from my breath as our lips parted. With that simple gasp of air that barely pronounced his name, he didn't hesitate to joined our lips together again as he boldly and abruptly moved his feet towards the full-sized bed.
Our heads started to move alternately from left to right, twisting not only our necks but also our minds with the desperate need for pleasure and love that we can only get from each other. We were like covetous men consuming their desires from the fluids they exchange through locked lips, clashing teeth, and entwining tongues. "Hrmmm..." were the only sounds we can make from the back of our lungs as we suck each other's one after another. This is bliss.
Several seconds after, I felt the sheets touched my back as he tried to push me down the bed the moment we reached the foot board. I, who was supposed to unclasped his hands around his neck and let himself fall off the mattress, without rational thought, cling to him more- avoiding to feel the dry cloth on my damp skin.
"W-wait!" I blurted out.
Really, I enjoy these times of my life- an ardent sex following a romantic dinner date don't forget the after-sex talk with Aominecchi- and I hate that I'm actually doing this right now; however, I can't just ignore the fact that we'll be sleeping in a soggy bedding later on with a high tendency to catch a cold. So I can't pay no heed to this and just fool around to be sick afterwards.
"What?" Aominecchi raised his brow, a little annoyed with my sudden interruption.
"W-we haven't dried ourselves yet, we're gonna wet the bed!"
"It's okay, we're gonna dirty it no matter what anyway." He reasoned out while pressing me on to the mattress all of a sudden.
"Bu-" I insisted with my but-aominecchi-phrases yet I was still cut off abruptly with a warm fleshy, muscular, organ exploring the insides of my mouth. He roamed around the vestibule, brushing both of the interiors of my cheeks and the scope along my gums. He brushed with the tip of his tongue the palate that triggers something within me. He didn't even miss the segments in-between my teeth.
After a minute of his adventure inside my mouth, he languidly pulled back leaving a string of saliva barely connecting us, showing a proof of his daring actions that I cannot seem to contempt. Breathing for air, I uttered, "Stupid, I could've bitten you!". I was gradually cursing his idiocy though deep inside me was aroused by his bold move.
Of course, it's Aomine Daiki we're talking about here, so he just flashed me with a silly grin, "He He, How's that? Still care to think about the sheets?"
I felt my face started to turn red, blushing all the way up to my ear. Damn, this guy really is a cocky bastard. "Idiot!"
Topping me back with sloppy kisses all over my jaws down to my neck, he pinned down his body against me, holding me from my little restraints, but later on shifted a little to not squash me with his weight.
heh, no matter what, Aominecchi still pours gentleness towards me. A silent giggle flicked inside- making me feel more loved than what I actually have now, more love than I deserve- and then decided to let things go on and be swayed by the sultry pleasure of our romance.
I moved my face slightly away from him, giving him the freedom to do whatever he wants to my neck as he tried to slide his tongue along the skin at the bottom of my jaws, down to my Adam's Apple that bobs up and down as I swallowed the shivering feeling of excitement, up to the area just above my collarbone. Despite of that, he never abused it so and shift my chin back to face him. He began giving me again some soft pecks that actually takes my breath away every time. Those kisses eventually became wet as the intrusion of his tongue happened once more. Just as the usual, he delve into every nook and cranny of my mouth; however, lesser time and effort was given into that for he has the very intention to focus more on my tongue. Probing at the space underneath it, he commenced dancing along it with the playful teasing and twisting of our tongues, like a fire burning in heat. Feeling our saliva dripping more at the corners of our lips may looked a little sticky and irritating, indeed. Nonetheless, the sensation of pure gratification of not only physical but also emotional needs may excuse those irritation.
"Kise" He muttered as we both caught up for air.
With my arms still at the top his shoulders, just around his neck, I tightened my clasp a bit more and wait for the next thing he's going to do. Just as the usual, he planted tiny smooches all over my skin- everywhere that he can reach with his current position, wandering around like a mouse looking for crumbs of food. To excite the mood a bit more, I hummed some lewd sounds. Not that I'm getting bored, I was, in fact, enjoying it. I just want to make something that will surely make stuff greater for him.
"Nnnmm…" I knew that every sound I make turns Aominecchi on more than he is a while ago, with the evidence that I can sense his naked, hard, member poking my thighs; well not like I cannot say the same thing with mine. However, I never thought that what I did is not even half as stimulating as what he's doing right now- nipple play.
"Whoa!" I exclaimed.
He walked his tongue on the areas around my nipples, I don't understand why but I know that he's very careful not to touch them. Nevertheless, it sends shivers down my spine as I felt that part of my body getting warmly wet with his saliva. But, I guess, shivers weren't enough as he stroll his mouth around the same zone, breathing out hot air, drying the dampened parts. Feelings of tension and anticipation triggered inside me and- though I can't seemed to fully comprehend- I had this plea that I wished for him to implore.
"A-omin… n-necchi…" I stuttered, not just because of the delight and indulgence I am experiencing but also because of the foreseeable embarrassment I am going to encounter with such statement that my mouth itches to voice out.
"Hmm?" He raised a brow of success as he pretends he doesn't know what I'm going to say "What is it, Kise?"
I bit my lips and hid my yet-another-blushing face. I really can't take his teasing and provocations.
"What? Aren't you going to say something?" Knowing that I won't speak out that easily, he intensifies his stimulations and eagerly and gratifyingly lapped up the area he painstakingly avoided a while ago- making me hold my breath for no more than the several seconds he wrapped his lips around my nipple and sucked out to his content.
He gazed at me after doing so. Catching me with a face that's flushed and a look that shows how much I ironically hate this at the same time, takes pleasure in it. I wheezed, practically struggling for breath I just held a while ago, and lifted myself up a little to rest my back against the head board- showing how much I want to give up from his mischievous foreplays.
"Tell me, Kise…" He supported his body with his knees and moved towards me, facing me "What do you want?"
Touching my nose with his, I understood how much this guy enjoys his own way of being tender in spite of being playful. Almost inhaling the same air with our nostrils in contact with each other, I whispered, flustered with the words that will come out from my mouth, "P-please, Aominecchi… enter me now."
With a cheeky grin that shows an evident delight on his face he replied, "Understood, My dear."
Going out for 7 years, I can say that we had the most amazing sex life we could ever have. We tried different positions, in different places, in different times. We make love for at least twice a week or when the urge strikes us, as long as both parties are okay. Birthday sex, after-party sex, morning sex, hardcore, gentle, and a lot more- we've tried it and yet, no matter how many times we've done it, we never get tired of it.
As he helped me to stand up on my knees, he sat beside me and leaned his back on the head board. I knew then what he was trying to do when he gradually pulled me towards him with a gentle force- denoting that he wants me to go on top of him.
"H-hey…" I mumble with a flushed face "I'm no good with this position. You know it's hard for me to move that much in this."
"It's okay, I'll do it when you can't." He whispered as I get a hold of his neck again while placing myself on his lap, before reaching for my swollen lips to give another lick and kiss.
Extending his pecks down my neck and shoulders for another time, he said with a soft chuckle "Good thing we prepared you at the bathroom earlier, holding back wouldn't be that much anymore. Anyway, can I do you raw today?"
As if it was a first time, I was a little surprised by his abrupt question. Of course, we already had sex without using a condom; however, that was I think a very long time ago since we do that. To tell everyone the truth, it was annoying to be fuck raw, because doing that means cumming inside and it's not that easy to clean myself afterwards. Well, looking on the other side of the situation, doing it without a condom is the greatest of all.
Not like I will actually say no to him, I nodded and he instantly grabbed the bottle of lube we always place at the top of the bedside table. He squeezed some into his fingers and started pushing it into my ass, then, he pinched some onto his palm and quickly jerked his manhood with a few strokes. After a while, he position himself to enter me with the least pain I could ever receive.
"Ngh…" both of us writhe in pleasure as I push myself into his slowly.
"Still tight, Kise." He groaned as he felt the sphincters in my ass clasping on him involuntarily.
Feeling his hard stick filling my insides gradually, prompts my desire towards him even more. It's was as if a tiny switch within me goes on and a great wave of ecstasy devours me. The sensation remained up until I began moving and I can say that it not only persists but also intensifies with my every sluggish actions. I moved my body up and down, brushing his member along the walls of my inside, slowly pulling out in vast length and swiftly sliding in.
I did that a few more times until a gasp of breath was spilled out from my throat as I felt his huge dick hit the sweet spot. I wasn't expecting that I would be startled even though I was aiming for it in the first place.
Maybe because of the sudden vibrations that dwells and lingers inside every time the spot was touch even just in the slightest possible hit that erotic moans and pleasure-filled voice echoed in the entire room. My movements that started from a slow pace eventually sped up, even without my utmost intention, as my hips started to jump from his lap back and forth unconsciously.
I felt his grip on my waist- guiding me on my every lunge on him- begins to tighten as a proof of him also getting overwhelmed by the love we are making and, as if it was a response, my arms around his neck automatically stiffen too. "Ahh... Ahh!"
"Hngg…" A choked sigh rolled out from his lungs as the moments get deeper and deeper.
Aominecchi really loves this just as much I love this, I thought while moving my head a little away from him to be able to stare at his expression. His adorable face looked back and all of a sudden, melting gazes met together with lips that are luscious and wet.
"Kise…" He muttered through his breath the moment we both pulled back from the kiss "Let me do this."
Maybe he realized how my knees are beginning to tremble from the mixed emotions I'm experiencing right at this moment- pain from the burning feeling inside my butt, delight from the pure surge of pleasure from this skin-to-skin contact, and affection from this blissful and passionate love-making. Maybe he realized it that's why he got this idea to take the lead.
He lowered a little- allowing himself to move easily- and started thrusting upwards with the same swiftness I did a while ago. And though the speed remained unchanged, the sensation became better and hotter. More sensual, more stimulating. I don't exactly know why but I think it's because he was the one taking the lead and the spot inside me was hit perfectly.
"Uwah!" I squealed the whole time, enjoying the frenzy fuss that never seems to stop. "Ahh… Ah! Ah!"
I felt not just my knees but also my whole body finally giving up from this over-indulgence and found myself getting support from the headboard and from Aominecchi's head. If it weren't for it, I swear I would have been slumped down on the bed right now.
We continued enjoying it for several minutes and after a while a felt knot starting to form below my stomach. Knowing that in just a couple of minute or so, I would end up cumming. Beads of pre-cum started to drop down my member and I confirmed it then that I wouldn't last long. I looked down on Aominecchi to check on how he was feeling right now and was startled a little with the unexpected expression on his face.
He looked somber. Distant. As if he was not here right now. As if his body is the one initiating his every movement while his mind is beyond the depths of his consciousness. I was troubled then. Am I the only one feeling these emotions right now? Am I the only one making the love we were supposed to make through this "love-making"? But I was so sure you are yourself a while ago and you enjoyed this just as much as I do.
"Ao…minecchi?" I called out, I tried to make it sound like I wasn't worried but I guess I wasn't a good pretender at all.
It took him a few seconds to realize I called him out and a surge of anxiousness occupied my mind. He switched his grip on my waist into a tight hug and continue moving again as if he snapped out of his deep-thinking. Nonetheless, it didn't erase the worries in my head and I found myself unable to concentrate on this intercourse.
"What happened?" I asked with all my care.
He stopped thrusting and looked up to me. I can tell then that there was a sudden pause of time, a pause of breath. That that 3-second interval on his actions actually became several minutes or so. It was like every millisecond of the time slowed down for a moment, almost taking my breath away from me. And when he finally replied with an obviously-fake-smile, it didn't ease me down at all but actually made me more worried "It's nothing."
I knew there was something more I wanna ask, something I want to point my finger to and he knew it too. That's why he executed a dirty trick- preventing me from my inquiries. How badly do you want to hide it from me, Aominecchi?
"Ah!" He grinded his dick, striking my sweet spot with a reverberating force, distracting me with pleasure he knew I couldn't resist if it's from him. I was instantly back from the position I had before noticing his incongruous face a while back- leaning at the top of his head, guided by the headboard. Soon after, I was tangling my fingers through the tiny fibers of his blue hair, unable to take the sensation he sends on me by pummeling hard on my ass.
The slapping of skin against skin and the moans and screams we cannot seem to control resonates around the room. The anxiousness that lodge inside was still hiding at the back of my mind, knowing that anytime it will reveal itself and hunt me down… but not this time.
"Ao—hnn…. Minecchi. Ahh! Ah! Nghh…"
"Kise... Hrmm."
"Ah! Ah!"
"Kise…"
"Ahh! Ah-Ah-Ah! Ah!"
My head pulled back as I was hit by orgasm- discharging fluid between our sealed stomachs. I got a chance to peek at Aominecchi when I did so and I was right that he actually came back to his senses before we reached our climax. His face was the proof- brows knotted together with an evident satisfaction and pleasure- as he released his semen inside me.
An immediate passionate and sincere kiss guaranteed the end of the show.
"I love you." I whispered
"I know. I love you too. I love you more than I say it."
I managed another kiss and pulled out from him after that. I felt the warm fluid gush down my thighs and a slight shiver went down my spine "Nghh…"
I was actually defensively waiting for his teasing, perverted, comments because that's the usual Aomine Daiki; conversely, nothing like that happened. I didn't hear any words from him. Nothing. I gazed at him and there he was again with the same expression he had a while ago. Glum. Like he had this morose atmosphere shelling him.
The anxiousness that is hiding at the back of my mind suddenly appeared and it's chasing me like a nightmare. What is this weird feeling? My heart started thumping. Racing inside my chest like there's no tomorrow.
How weird, how weird, how weird… Why do I feel so worried and all? Why do I feel scared? Aominecchi's just having a problem. It's normal. We've been through a lot how can this problem- that might actually just a small conflict- push me down?
No, of course, this isn't just a small problem. How can this be one if Aominecchi looked so trouble?
W-wait, I shouldn't be so pessimistic here. Maybe there's just something that—
"Kise." The familiar voice that I was longing to hear a while ago called out to me.
And I felt my whole body shaking. How ironic that how much I wanna hear him say something a while back is just as much I don't want to hear him right now.
"I want to tell you something." His face looked as if he was already firm with his words. Like he was already ready to say something that I'm sure will surprise me.
No, don't be so pessimistic, Kise!
"W-what is it, Aominecchi?" I handled a fake smile, easing the tension we both knew was forming around the atmosphere.
But that wasn't enough. He knew I already had a bad feeling about this. So he wore the loneliest face I had ever seen from him. He looked so apologetic. Why?
"Let's break-up… I'm getting married."