Hello ! So here is another Shameless Smut of Aokise. Hope you like it! If you have any suggestions on what they should do next feel free to tell me :3 I live for Yaoi.

It was well into the night, the club was dimly lit and neon lights were projected above his head giving the place a surreal vibe. The air was thick from the heat and sweat the dancing bodies emitted, the smell of cigarettes was thick and stained the clothes. The music was loud, pounding in his ears, he could almost feel his heart beating to the rhythm of it. Kise was sitting in one of the VIP tables reserved for him, head buzzing from the alcohol and the euphoria it brought along with it. The night was dedicated to the grand opening of the club and high end guests were invited, among them actors and models. Kise was one of them and his manager had suggested that he went as it would be good for his image and who knows, maybe a new contract could be made. Dressed in a dark grey suit, with a white shirt and a tie hanging loosely around his neck, Kise was the centre of attention, dark long eyelashes hovering above his captivating amber eyes, barley blonde hair falling carelessly in front of his face. Yes, he was the most handsome in the room and all eyes turned to catch a glimpse of him, women and men alike. By now Kise was drunk, arms stretched over the round couch circling the VIP table and head thrown back enjoying the buzz he got off from all the alcohol, girls had crawled to his side resting their heads on his lean shoulders tracing their hands over his body but Kise was too out of it to take to heart. Throughout the night women had thrown themselves at his feet, even a few men to his surprise, offering to by him drinks while suggesting they do other things, sin dripping from their lips. In other circumstances he would have taken up the offer the moment they had laid it on the table but not tonight, not ever again. After year of fighting and struggling he and Aomine had put their differences aside and admitted to the undeniable attraction that was between them, this had been five years ago.

Kise stretched his long arm to grab the glass containing his cocktail. He poured the last of it down his throat adding more ethanol in his system while enjoying the slight burn and the flavour of fruit on his taste buds. Head spinning he signaled the waitress for another but was cut off by his manager.

"I think you had enough for one night Kise-kun." he sounded worried, not that Kise could pick up the difference in the state he was in.

"I-I'm fine Koizumicchi!" He wasn't otherwise there is no way Kise would have added -cchi at the and of his manager's last name. Koizumi made a sign with his head that suggested the girls on Kise's side untangle their hands and leave the table. They did reluctantly with a deep sigh as they got up and left. The manager was about to leave when he had seen Kise and knew he couldn't leave him alone at the club, he also didn't want to order a taxi for him since he had no idea if his model but also friend would manage to do anything by himself so he did what he thought was the only solution, picking up Kise's phone he dialed the first number he had on speed dial.

Aomine had dozed off on the coach in front of one of those stupid late night shows that nobody really watched. His phone rang and vibrated on the small coffee table in front of him stealing him away from his deep slumber. At first he hadn't heard it, still in his deep sleep unwilling to let go, but the caller on the other end was persistent and so now Aomine, still in a state of being half asleep and annoyed as it was two in the morning, reached out to see who it was. His dark blue eyes darted open when he saw the name on the phone "Ryōta". The voice that answered though didn't belong to his lover and he felt his heart stop beating thinking that something had happened to him, that they had called him to tell him the bad knew, Kise had been in an accident or worse... because who else could have his phone that late at night?

"H-hello? Aomine-kun? Can you hear me?" Music could be heard in the distance and now Aomine was confused.

"Who's this?" he snapped at the receiver. What the hell was going on?

"I'm sorry to bother you this late at night. I'm Koizumi, Kise's manager, we've met before, remember?" It took a while for Aomine to recall his voice as he was fighting off his drowsiness.

"Ah yeah I remember... Why do you have Kise's phone?"

"Well as you know Kise-kun had to attend the opening of a new club and well... let's just say he has trouble walking on his own two feet at the moment..."

Damn that idiot! He's drunk again! He thought to himself while anger rose. Kise wanted him to come along but since Aomine wasn't on the guest list he wouldn't have been allowed access. A voice broke his trail of thoughts.

"Could you come pick him up? I'll text you the address. Just come quick before he gets stolen away by one of the guys or girls here..." he chuckled at the last part not knowing that Aomine was brewing at the other end of the phone. Of course ! How could he be so stupid! Kise was a freaking model and one of the top too! He was alone, drunk and around people that wanted to devour him. Jealousy was knocking at the door, the wild beast in Aomine raging to get free at the thought of people's gaze, hands going all over what belonged to him. "I'm on my way." Aomine was off the coach and in the car in a matter of minutes.

When he arrived at the club he saw Koizumi standing next to a sitting Kise on the pavement. The fresh air had helped clear his mind and was now aware of his surroundings. With a quick stride Aomine walked to them and placed a firm hand on his shoulder. Kise lifted his head to meet his gaze. His eyes were red and a strong smell of alcohol and cigarettes extruded him.

"What the hell Kise? You look like shit! You ok?"

"Aominecchi? When did you get here?"

"Just now you drunken idiot, c'mon get up, we're going home!" with a shrug Kise got on his feet resting his weight on Aomine.

"But the party isn't over! Let's go back inside and dance Aominecchi!" with this Kise had his arms wrapped around the other's neck and grinding against him. Aomine let out a small groan, even in this state Kise knew how to press his buttons and drive him crazy.

"We'll party at home if you want but you're not goin' back in there..." he knew he shouldn't be saying this, even though he wanted Kise he could never take advantage of him, not in this state, but for crying out loud the other man has making it hard for him, metaphorically and literally. Chuckling at his comment with those long lips parting and a tongue flicking out to lick them as he practically was rubbing himself on Aomine.

Someone cleared his throat awkwardly behind them. Aomine turned to see Koizumi looking at them. He fought back a blush "Uh... yeah... so thanks for callin'. Night!"

"Goodnight Kise-kun, Aomine-kun, thanks for coming to pick him up." Aomine just nodded and placed his hand around Kise's waist leading him to the car. Kise shivered, not from the light breeze, no, it was because of Aomine. The wind had shifted his shirt revealing a small patch of skin, Aomine's fingers had found their way there sending goosebumps down Kise's spine in spite of the warmth of his hand, this plus the musky scent of Aomine he was breathing in made blood pool at his belly.

Aomine pulled the back door of the car open so that Kise could lie down while he drove them back to their place. "Get in" he ordered as he stood aside making space for the other to enter.

"Mmmm what a gentleman Aominecchi! I didn't know you had it in you!" Kise teased him as he bent his head to get in the back seat and lie down. "Shut up, moron!" Making sure he wouldn't slam the door on his legs, Aomine made his way to the front and started the engine.

The ride had been quiet as neither of them had spoken. Aomine had his consecration on the road and and payed no heed to Kise in the back, not until he heard a slick noise and small pants coming from the back.

"Oi Kise, what are you d-" he didn't have time to finish his sentence as he eyed the rearview mirror and stepped on the breaks of the car propelling him forward, making all air abandon his lungs. Hopefully, there was no one on the rode at that moment otherwise he would have crashed the car. Kise was leaning his head against the door, pants down to his knees, hard cock in his one hand and the other shoving two fingers up his ass. His face was flustered as little pants escaped him .Aomine's brain had stopped working. Kise was at the back of the car, legs parted and was finger-fucking himself while masturbating. Wildfire spread through his body at the sight. The wild beast rampaging again, wanting to pounce on the other. Only Kise could elicit such a reaction from him. Gods knows how he managed to pull his gaze off him and start the car again, he knew he couldn't stay in the middle of the road like this.

"What the fuck Kise?" he finally managed to speak when he knew his voice wasn't about to crack.

"Aominecchi...aahh... feels g-good..." his voice was like a whisper, moans filling the car as he rocked his hips against his fingers. At the sound of his voice Aomine knew it was over, he was hard.

"I didn't give you permission to touch yourself Kise... You'll have to be punished for this..." his voice deep and smooth like silk. Kise could just drown at the sound of it.

"Is that a promise?" he panted, whilst stoking faster. He knew the other was stealing glances as he drove making him even more excited at the thought. At the same time Aomine tried not to drive them into a ditch.

"Are you imagining it's me fucking you Ryōta ?"

"Mmm yes... your cock...here..." he looked at where his fingers were while biting on his lower lip.

"Fuck Kise"

"That's the plan" his voiced coated with self-indulgence, those amber eyes promising a world filled with sin and Aomine just wanted to dive into them.

Kise was now crying out in pleasure and chanting his name Aominecchi, Aominecchi and Aomine knew he was close.

"Come for me Kise..." with a hoarse voice he commanded and Kise obeyed, throwing back his head he orgasmed spraying his essence on his white tailored suit. Cheeks red and breathing hard he stilled at the back seat. All the while Aomine's erection was just screaming to pop out of his pants. Just like that he stepped on the accelerator, making the car propel forwards as he sped to reach the house faster.

Hopefully it was still late when they reached home and no one saw Aomine carry a drunk, sticky and disheveled Kise to their apartment. Once the door was closed behind them Aomine shoved Kise against it and kissed him. It was a wild, fiery one that showed how much he had held back. His tongue passes over those lushes lips before entering and crashing with Kise's and taking him all, tasting the alcohol mixed with the taste that was Kise's, devouring him, loving him. Aomine was the first to break the kiss because he knew if he continued there would be no turning back and he couldn't do that to Kise when he was drunk even though his body was screaming the exact opposite, the need to fuck him driving him crazy but it looked like it would be him and his hand tonight.

"Mmm why did you stop?" whining Kise opened his eyes to face those two beautiful blue eyes.

"You're drunk Kise..." you could hear the strain in the voice.

"So? It's not the first time we do it while drunk... Plus you made a promise remember?" The last part came like a purr, fuck he was going to be the end of him. Steadying his breathe he reminded Kise that they had been both drunk that time and as for that promise you would have to, unfortunately, wait. This though didn't defect the blonde model. Leaning in he returned the previous kiss with the same ferocity while his hand rubbed Aomine's erection the was visible from his jeans. The touch made the dusky skinned man hiss but it wasn't enough, he wanted, needed more. This was the final straw, all resistance crumbled. He picked up Kise, placing his hands on that firm ass of his for more support as the other wrapped his legs around him. Aomine led them to the bedroom not breaking the kiss once. They were both lost in lust, wants and love. Love for one another. Love that was lost and found again after years of struggle and denial. Now all those emotions were surging through that kiss that none of them wanted to part from. The need to breathe though became stronger and thus they parted. Aomine lay Kise on the bed and climbed over him, he placed his well sculpted muscular arms on his lovers torso lighting little fires along the way. He untied the dark blue tie Kise was wearing. Blue he thought, his colour. He wanted to purr in satisfaction. Once the tie was loose Aomine grabbed Kise's hands and held them over his head while tying them with the tie.

"Aominecchi... what are you doing?" his voice a bit slurred from the ethanol still in his body.

"I told you I'd punish you for touching yourself without my permission, now you won't be able to touch me either." there was an evil grin spread on that beautiful and sexy face that made Kise swallow hard. He tugged at his restrains, they were tight but not to the point of stopping his circulation.

"Uh uh don't try to fight back, they won't come undone but... I can't say the same for you..." Kise felt his dick twitched at the sound of that deep voice. Aomine must have seen it cause his grin grew bigger. "Such a pervert Kise... getting off with dirty talk...". His hand were unbuttoning the white stained shirt letting it loose on each side reviling soft golden skin and well-shaped muscles results of years on a basketball court. Their journey continued until he was unfastening the belt and pulling the pants off. Kise lifted his hips to ease the process. Those deep ocean blue eyes loved what they saw, made his mouth water and his cock throb. Kise lying in bed, hands tide and his erection hard and already accumulating moisture and the tip. Aomine's jean and boxers were soon flying off landing somewhere in the room, the pressure had been too much to take. Finding a spot between Kise's welcoming thighs he brought their lips together before trailing of kissing, licking and biting and his lips, neck and collarbone. Small moans escaped Kise, the tongue felt like a flame on his skin, hot and demanding wanting to ingest his entire being and Kise would gladly let him. The hot trail found it's way around the sensitive spot of a nipple while the hand worked on the other, twisting, biting and playing. Both were panting at the sensation. Aomine finally made his way down between Kise's thighs placing kisses and bites on them before licking the now dripping with precum cock. He slid his tongue on the tip sending a ripple of shivers throughout the other's body. Kise's lips were parted and he couldn't keep a load moan escape when his throbbing cock had entered that wet heaven that was Aomine's mouth. The blue eyed man worked on sucking and taking him all in while his tongue teased the tip and slit, bobbing his head back and forth as his tongue flicked away at the tip.

"Agh! Aomi- mmm" he was cut off by Aomine sucking him hard. Kise wanted to come there and then. "Aominecchi … please." Aomine knew. He pulled away and opened the drawer next to them, taking out a bottle of lube and condom. He poured some of the cold substance and was now entering Kise, getting him ready. One, two and three fingers. He was ready. Pulling out he heard Kise whine at the sudden emptiness he felt.

"Aominecchi... quick... please..."

"You're in no position to ask things Ryōta." even though he wanted to just sink into Kise and fuck him hard, his cock already leaking and left for a long time unattended, he wasn't going to give up, it wasn't in his nature. What kind of punishment would it be if he did what Kise told him?

"What is it babe?" he loved to torture him like this, even if it was for him too.

"C-come on... fuck me..."

"Oh? Will you touch yourself again without asking first?"

"Maybe..." Kise gave him a mischievous look.

"Maybe?"

"I saw you looking at me before, don't think I didn't notice and you loved it... admit it..."

Aomine shot him a lewd look as he stroke himself fitting back a groan. Kise oponed his legs again exposing himself. "What are you waiting for?"

Apparently nothing as Aomine slid his shaft in Kise eliciting moans from both. At first his thrust were slow but that didn't last for long as soon he had both hands on Kise's knees, spreading his legs open and pounding him hard and deep. There would surely be bruises the next morning were Aomine had his grip. Kise was not quiet in bed, his cries filled the room as Aomine fucked him hard. Suddenly his vision blurred and a shot of pleasure flew through his body, making all the air escape his lungs. Aomine had hit his prostate dead on.

"Fuck fuck fuck Kise..." Aomine's voice has raspy but he suddenly stopped pounding him and Kise opened his eyes to see why he had stopped.

"Why did you stop Aominecchi?" he whined and the loss of those amazing thrusts.

"Shit! I forgot the condom!" he was panting as he started to slowly pull out. Kise yanked at his restrains and shouted in protest.

"No! Don't, stay in me."

"But-" he started to protested, Kise shook his head.

"I don't care, I want you to come in me Aominecchi."

Fuck, how was he supposed to say no to that face and that demand. Without second thought he trusted hard going hilt deep. The pace quickened until the headboard of the bed was hitting against the wall. Kise was rocking his hip to match the pace and cried out again when Aomine hit that sweet spot again and again, he knew were to thrust, what made Kise scream out in pleasure and how he loved those sounds, chased after them wanting more, always more. His walls were hot and wet around Aomine's hard cock, it felt amazing and Aomine couldn't get enough, each thrust made him go deeper and Kise was accepting him, moving towards him, welcoming him in.

"Aominecchi...mmm" Aomine knew he was close and so placed his hand on Kise's aching cock and started to stroke it.

"No don't!" At first Aomine was confused as to what Kise was saying but than it hit him.

"Don't tell me you want to come just from behind without any extra help..."

Kise just nodded, he didn't trust his own voice or his mind to form a proper sentence. A smirk appeared on Aomine's face.

"You really are a pervert Kise... I like it. But you'll come when I say so" Not waiting an answer he resumed his frenzied pace. They were both now so close. "Can I come now Aominecchi?" his voice was strained form all the holding back.

"Shit...Agh... Yeah, you can come now, for me." Kise climaxed at that moment. Daiki! Vision blurred, he tugged at the tie as hot spurs came flying out of him, pleasure ringing in his body. All the while Aomine fucked him through his orgasm but didn't last long as Kise's walls clenched around him applying a sweet kind of pressure making him release hot and thick inside Kise who could feel the other's cock twitch as he filled him up. Aomine collapsed on him, trying to fill his lungs again with much needed air. They don't know how much time passed when Aomine got back up and undid the bond that held Kise's hands together. Blood rushed again towards his fingers as he rubbed his wrists.

"Are you ok?" Aomine asked eyeing him as he got a cloth to clean them up.

"Mmm fine." Kise gave him a warm smiled and the tall man felt like he could melt into it. He took Kise's hands into his and kissed his red wrists.

"I love you" he mumbled into them feeling like the luckiest man alive to have such a strong person next to him. Because he did love him, had always, even when they had been separated.

"I love you too Aominecchi." the voice was soft and drowsy. He could see Kise was exhausted, half from all the drinking half from the sex. Although he felt tired now too and was pretty sure their neighbors would be too from the lack of sleep as they hadn't been exactly quiet...

Kise snuggled next to him burying his face in Aomine's neck, legs tangled together. Aomine placed his arms around Kise in a protective way. Kise felt safe next to him, he loved him and knew the other loved him back, with that thought he drifted off to a long deep sleep. Aomine placed a small kiss on his temple and let himself slowly fall asleep as he listened to his lovers slow but steady breathing like a lullaby.