Fifty shades of blue
AU-setting, mild BDSM (at least I think it's mild), NSFW. Dom x Dom
(I got a very pleasant advice about the title... it was originally intended to be a pun towards the novel that I absolutely dread. But I think it makes sense to change it to a somewhat serious title instead? Any suggestions?)
"What are you doing here?" Aomine asked calmly.
"… What are YOU doing here?" Kagami snapped back, quick to hide his embarassment of being found by his rival at an underground BDSM club. It was just easier to be angry and snappy at Aomine than to feel awkward about it. Which caused his eyebrows to twitch as he glared towards the darker man before him.
"The same shit as you." Aomine said and raised an eyebrow, he looked at Kagami from head to toes. "… I think." He was referring to whether Kagami came here as a dom or not.
"Wow you can think." The red-head retorted, his earlobes were turning red and it gave him away. He wasn't as confident and cocky as he seemed now that he had been caught by his worst enemy.
Aomine smirked.
"I can do more than that. If you'd like for me to show you just say the word." He leaned in and casually reached out his hand to flick some dust from Kagami's shoulder.
During any other circumstances, Kagami would slap away that hand and send a full power right hook to that smug face. However, violence outside of the dom/sub act was forbidden in the club and you could risk your membership if you caused trouble.
So he kept calm, as much as he could.
"I'd rather die than to let myself fall into your hands." No, scratch that, rather die and be reborn as a pig. No, wait, a disease infested pig.
"Whatever … I knew you weren't up to face the challenge, just like how you aren't ready to face me in the court." Aomine studied his nails nochalantly and spared a look at the unknown submissive kneeled before him, the latter could read the message instantly and got down on all four so that Aomine could use him as a human footstool.
"What the fuck did you just say?" Kagami snapped, and reached out his hand to grab Aomine's collar to tug him closer, his eyes were burning with rage and glaring daggers into his rival. "I can challenge you anyday… and win."
"In that case, it shouldn't be a problem. Why don't you come with me to a private room and we can find out who's the real winner here…" Aomine cackled and calmly but forcefully brushed away Kagami's hands from his shirt, adjusting the very expensive suit so that the brute wouldn't wrinkle it.
"I'm not touching you." Kagami muttered with a deep frown, but Aomine was quick to add: "I'm not touching you either. We can settle this in some other way… how about… we pick one random sub from the club, and let him be the judge?"
This suggestion made the redhead's eyes widen in shock. He had never thought Aomine would be willing to share anything. That includes submissives – sexpartners… However, it was a very interesting proposition and Kagami Taiga never backed down from a challenge. If he got lucky he might even get to see Aomine's humiliated face when he loses – yes, he was certain that he would win this.
"Fine. You're on. What do I win?" He crossed his arms cockily and raised an eyebrow at Aomine, already confident that the other would lose.
His reaction only awakened amusement in the blue-haired male, Aomine shook his head and smirked: "Winner gets to have the loser as a submissive for one night." It was a bet that none of them wanted to lose, and a prize that both of them wanted desperately.
Kagami clicked his tongue in annoyance, he'll just have to make sure he wouldn't lose…
"Deal."
Now they just had to find themselves a sub.
