"You read what?" Aomine asked, his voice loud with astonishment and staring with unbelieving eyes at Akashi. It didn't often happen that the red headed leader of the generation said things with such dirty nature. Well, it had never really happened before, and the reaction to this first time remark made everyone of Teikou's Basketball delinquents turn their gazes to their captain.
"As I said," the redhead took his time, his face showing no sign of shame or embarrassment, "I read that males can only achieve a full body orgasm while stimulating the prostate" he finished pulling his t-shirt over his pale body, seemingly unaffected by this sudden statement. They had just finished a hard practice ten minutes ago and almost everyone, except Murasakibara, had gotten dressed after a quick shower.
"What kind of things have you been reading..?" Kise's look seemed conflicted between scared and intrigued, though the latter one seemed to be winning. Akashi merely smiled a little to himself before turning to the miracles, raising his voice: "Aren't you curious too? The text said that full body orgasms and normal orgasms are incomparable" He met the eyes of several of the miracles, letting the opportunity linger and the curiosity tempt.
"Why are you telling us this now, Akashi?" Midorima, who'd kept his voice to himself raised this question, his look not giving away what he was thinking as he looked at the boy genius. Akashi looked at the taller Shooting Guard, taking a second to evaluate him, before answering: "
"Why couldn't you just… You know, found a cucumber or something and do this to yourself?" The fragment in Kise's question was caused by an insecurity seldom seen in the blonde's eyes. "To fully see the effect of a full body orgasm I would have to be an observer, not a participant. Which brings out the next question-" Everyone in the locker room seemed to be holding their breath, even Murasakibara had quit munching at his chips, "Who will do it?". The steam caused by the showers suddenly seemed twice as dense, and the beating of their hearts seemed to echo through the confined space. Akashi had to keep himself from smiling, the wait itself showed that the possibility for the answer he was hoping was almost certain. "What?!" Aomine now stood upright, his body tense: "You expect one of us to just bend over and take your d**k up the a**?!" His voice rumbled against the walls breaking the former silence. "Aomine, aren't you listening? Akashi specifically said he wont be participating" Midorima seemed a bit annoyed at the loud outbreak of the marine player, "what difference does it make?!" Aomine redirected his shouts from Akashi to Midorima. "I wont take anyone's up the a**!", "Then you wont" Akashi said with his usual ease, calming the flustered Aomine. "Why us, Akashi?" Kuroko's voice came from nowhere, startling the already stressed Aomine. The rest of the group seemed surprisingly calm. "Well, it isn't like id ask just about anyone" Akashi seemed pleased with Kuroko's question. "I must agree, I find this quite fascinating. I will not participate myself, but I would be interested in observing." Five pairs of eyes stared at the embarrassed Midorima while one set had a satisfied look in them; and now for the rest.
"I am not up for this. I have not got any experience in this field" Kuroko announced with little embarrassment, but he did not seem all to negative looking at it. Now three of the generation was remaining; the blonde model Kise, The dark skinned badboy Aomine and the tall sugar-freak Murasakibara, who still hadn't put on any clothes, a good sign for Akashi. "What about it, Daiki," Akashi redirected the conflicted teens attention to himself, "you said you wouldn't bottom at all, but what about being on top?" The red and yellow eyes trapped Aomine's dark blue ones, forcing him to give an honest response. Aomine let his gaze fall and lifted his right arm scratching his neck: "geez, you wont give up on this, huh, Akashi" he said, one final blow from admitting defeat and surrender. "It would have to be someone with stamina, are you up for that, Daiki?" Everyone's eyes were glued to the master dribbler, he hesitated then sighed: "I guess".
One down, one to go- Akashi looked at the remaining two: his plan all along was to corner the two of them like this, this was his best chance of getting what he wanted. "So, any volunteers for the last role?" His eyes shifted between purple and yellow, searching for a sign of possibility.
Then he found it.
Murasakibara still hadn't put on any clothes, sitting comfortably on the bench and staring into nothing. "What about you, Atsushi?" The purpette turned his head slowly, not saying either yes or no, but waiting for something. "You will be guaranteed at least one orgasm and you wont have to do any work". The tall teen let go of Akashi's eyes, then said: "I want a blow job first, then I don't care as long as it doesn't hurt" he casually picked up another chip and ate- The others stared and Akashi put in the final piece in his puzzle:
"Kise" he needn't say more, Kise looked at him and swallowed hard. "I've never done that before" he said hesitantly, "no, but you probably have the most experience amongst us, plus you have a keen eye for detail" The compliment seemed to make the blonde braver, he furrowed his brows for a few seconds, then Aomine's voice sounded: "what, Kise, are you scared?" The challenge was obvious, and the look Kise gave Aomine was answer enough. The tension and rapidly building excitement in the group was undeniable, Akashi could feel the sensation of victory spreading inside him, then again, he never lost anything- things of sexual nature was no exception.
Kise swallowed dramatically, but the usual childish behavior was long forgotten and before them stood a curious, testosterone dominated young man. "Well," the blonde's voice was serious, but hesitant, as if waiting for someone to reveal the embarrassing joke he almost fell victim to. When no one seemed in the mood to be joking, the blonde continued- "I guess, it's only mura-chi anyway?" His eyes reclaimed their usual confident golden gleam as he walked with determined steps towards their defensive weapon. Murasakibara lazily looked at the blonde as the soft skin of the model's knees hit the floor. His was curious, but he was nowhere near backing out. The blonde turned to look at the curious and tense bunch behind him, "I'm at least used to an audience, but I must warn you: I don't swallow", with that shameless comment which resulted in a flustered Midorima, Kise placed his delicate hands on Murasakibara's thighs- heat meeting heat and the gentle graze of the blonde's breath tickling the taller boy.
Akashi smiled. All according to plan.
