Chapter 3
Aomine was lazying around in bed with no intention of getting up at all when his phone buzzed and Kise's name started blinking on the screen.
"What's up?" he said as soon as he picked up.
"Aominecchi! I'm in Tokyo for a photoshoot, let's go get something to eat after I'm done!" Kise's voice chirped on the other end of the line. Aomine found himself infected with his friend's cheerfulness, which seemed to happen a lot lately.
"I haven't got much money, is Maji Burger okay for Mr. Model?"
Kise huffed and Aomine chuckled imagining his pouty face. "Yeah, that's fine, I'm taking a break from modeling anyway, I can do a little trash food."
Aomine was a little surprised to hear about Kise quitting modeling, but he made no comment about it. "Cool. Ah, I borrowed the new Godzilla film, we could watch it at my place afterwards."
"Cool, I've been wanting to watch it! I'll call you when the shoot is over! Bye!"
The line clicked dead and Aomine allowed his lips to pull upward into a small smile. He got up and went straight to rummage through his closet, feeling strangely excited.
For a Saturday afternoon, the streets were relatively quiet and empty. Maybe the February chill was still keeping people at their homes. Aomine dug his hands into his pockets and let out a soft huff, watching his own breath cloud as it left his mouth. He hated the cold. He was itching to get over to Maji Burger and sink into whichever table was closest to the heater. Kise had called fifteen minutes ago to say he'd get there in twenty, so Aomine thought he would get a little ahead to get a table just in case the place was packed.
Turns out Maji Burger was as deserted as the rest of Tokyo. Nevertheless, Aomine decided to get inside and claim a table, mostly driven by his desire to flee from the cold. As he rushed inside, sighing happily when the warmth hit his face, he stumbled into someone.
"Oh, Aomine-kun."
Aomine looked down to find a pair of icy blue eyes staring up at him, unfazed.
"Sheesh, Tetsu, stop just showing up out of nowhere." He complained. It was kind of amazing that Kuroko could still sneak up on him after all these years.
"I've been here the whole time, it was Aomine-kun who ran into me."
If Aomine had a coin for every time he'd heard Tetsu say that, he'd have about a million coins by now.
"Oi, Kuroko! Our orders are re- Oh, Aomine, what's up?"
Aomine cringed. He looked around the restaurant to see if the rest of Seirin was there, but found nothing. It was just his luck to run into Kuroko and Kagami alone (and very much likely in a date of sorts). His eyes went back to the light and shadow duo and the way they seemed to naturally lean into each other (they probably didn't even realize they were doing it), which made his chest tighten painfully.
"Hey, are you meeting someone? You can sit with us if you want." Kagami offered, pointing to a table close to the window, where a gigantic pile of hamburgers could be seen.
Aomine cringed again. Did Kagami seriously invite him to be the third wheel in their date? The worst part of it all was that he was so stupid he probably didn't even realize how terrible the idea was. Aomine wanted to punch him.
"Nah, I was about to leave anyway…" he immediately wished he was smarter so he wouldn't say such obvious and stupid lies. He looked down to meet Tetsu's eyes and of course he was being judged by them 'you just walked in two minutes ago' they seemed to be saying, but his short friend didn't say a word.
"Oh, alright, no problem. Hey, let's meet some other day to play one-on-one, I haven't played in a while and I might get rusty." Kagami grinned, unconsciously stretching his limbs as if he were preparing to play right now.
"Huuh? Don't you dare waste my time, if you're getting rusty you won't even be a challenge."
"Say that again? I could stop training for a year and still beat your ass, Ahomine."
"Wanna' test your theory, Bakagami?"
Aomine suddenly felt the air being knocked out of his stomach and he looked up to see Kagami was wincing in pain too. His eyes shot down again to find Tetsu's tiny hand jabbing at his abdomen.
"What the fuck, Tetsu?"
Kuroko looked up at both of them, his face inexpressive, but his eyes showed a malicious, irritated sparkle. "You two were being unsurprisingly stupid." He said simply. "Come on, Kagami-kun the food will get cold. Aomine-kun must be busy too." He added, tugging at Kagami's wrist in the direction of their table. "Have a safe trip, Aomine-kun."
"Yeah, see ya." Daiki replied with a light wave before exiting the restaurant as fast as he could. He flipped open his cellphone and dialed Kise's number as he walked away in the direction of the station.
"I'm sorry, Aominecchi, I'll be there in a minute I had to run away from some fangirls." Kise squealed breathlessly from the other side of the line.
"Uhm, actually…" he needed to come up with a decent lie this time, because he sure as fuck didn't want to go back to that restaurant. "M-my folks are out for the weekend and they left me money for food. I'm kind of sick of Maji Burger, maybe we could order pizza or something? It's freezing outside and I don't really wanna' go out to be honest."
He pleaded to all gods above that Kise would fall for it and that the noise from the subway arriving on the platform wouldn't reach the other end of the line. He'd heard the trick for a good lie was lacing it with a little bit of truth, and it was true that his parents had left some money for food (he just wanted to spend it on something else, but that plan was officially scrapped now).
"Sure, okay. So… meet you at your place?"
He sighed in relief. "Yeah, sorry for the last minute change."
"It's alright. I think I can be there in fifteen."
Kise shut his phone away and stared at it for a moment, still confused. If Aominecchi was at home, why had he heard the voice of the subway lady announcing the arrival of a train? He shrugged the thought away, why would Aomine lie about something so silly? Besides, it was true that his friend was very (cutely) sensitive about cold weather and that today was particularly chilly. He sighed, a little annoyed. He was literally three steps away from Maji Burger and now he'd have to walk back to the station. Why hadn't Aominecchi decided to stay home before Kise arrived at their meeting place?
His eyes caught a strikingly familiar icy blue color in the peripheral and he glanced to his right, only to find himself standing right outside Maji Burger, where Kuroko and Kagami were having lunch together right beside the window. They didn't seem to notice Kise, and Kagami was presently blushing beet red and flailing his arms, while the tiniest of smirks was pulling at Kuroko's lips.
A mirthless chuckle escaped his lips. Well, that certainly explained the last minute change of plans. Of course this all had to be about Kuroko again. He'd hoped that, if he was the one to choose their meeting date, maybe they could have fun together without having to agonize about being the second fiddler for Aomine's unrequited feelings. But alas, even when everything was going according to plan, Aomine had to find a way to get his heart broken by Kuroko all over again. This wasn't even funny.
Inside the restaurant, Kuroko was laughing lightly, and he looked very beautiful like that. Kise hadn't seen his friend laugh very often, but he was very cute when he did, so much that Kise wondered why he didn't fall for Kuroko too. Probably because Kuroko hadn't thrown a basketball at his head.
It felt awful to be mad at Kuroko for having found someone to love, and yet here he was, doing it again, and it was all Aomine's fault. He shook his head and turned away from the silly couple inside the restaurant. Since accepting to become Aomine's 'friend with benefits' he'd known all along that it involved having to deal with Aominecchi constantly pining for Kurokocchi, that nothing genuinely good would ever come out of it. He'd gotten complacent last time and this was just the world reminding him where things stood. This didn't change anything, he'd still have a good time with his friend and maybe this time he'd get to exploit a little bit of benefits, he told himself as he walked down the stairs and inside the station.
The voice in the back of his head that screamed CONSOLATION PRIZE decided it was a good time to break its silence.
Aomine had been home for exactly seven minutes when the doorbell rang. A chill went up his spine when he imagined what would've happened if he'd been any little bit later to come back; Kise would've found an empty house and his lie would be out.
He didn't rush to open the door, he didn't want to appear desperate or needy even if he kind of was.
"What's up?" he greeted casually as his eyes found the strike of vibrant golden hair. Kise was wearing a heavy black jacket, completely unzipped. Beneath it he carried a black-and-white squared shirt with a high turn-up collar and a white t-shirt. His pants were dark gray and hugged his slim legs like a second skin. All of Kise's pants seemed to have that mysterious property. Kise had always had that sort of gift to dress himself that made Aomine feel self-conscious about his barely-not-pajamas outfit.
"Sorry for the intrusion." His blond friend called customarily. He kicked off his shoes and took two confident steps forward, effectively breaking into Aomine's personal space. "I hope you don't mind if I cash in some of my benefits, to make up for making me change course." He whispered in a thick voice before crashing their lips together.
It took Aomine aback, but after a few moments he was able to collect himself and kiss back. A part of him was sure there was something wrong about this, but the kiss was so good and making him so warm he couldn't really bring himself to care. His hands fell to hold Kise's hips and pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. Kise's tongue swept over his lips teasingly and Aomine found his own tongue sneaking out to meet it and suck it in, allowing the blond to explore his mouth. Heat was rushing up his head and down to his loins, he'd never imagined Kise could make him weak in the knees like this just with his mouth and tongue and it was a bit scary, but mostly just amazing. He felt breathless and light-headed, and all these clothes were starting to feel very cumbersome when Kise pulled away.
"Well, have you ordered that pizza yet? I'm starving." He said, a light flush on his cheeks, his lips wet and swollen, drawn upwards in a playful smile. And Aomine hated himself because a guy shouldn't be so damn attractive.
"Uh… no, not yet. I-I thought I'd ask you what you wanted."
Kise smiled to himself, pleased that Aominecchi hadn't noticed how hard his heart was beating.
"Wo-woah WOAH!" Aomine squirmed excitedly, pointing at the screen like a little kid. "That was so fucking cool, man!"
Kise jumped a little in his seat and nodded, mirroring his friend's excitement. That had been insanely cool indeed. That Aomine looked so dashingly adorable when he was so thrilled was just the cherry on top.
The pizza box lay empty and cold on the coffee table. They were sitting side by side on the couch, their thighs just barely touching, a blanket draped over both of their shoulders –Kise had somehow talked Aominecchi into believing human body warmth would help protect him from the cold.
"Oi, what'cha staring at?"
Kise blushed upon realizing he'd been caught, but then smiled. "Aominecchi's just really cute." He teased, pecking his friend's cheek and enjoying the dark flush that took over those tan cheeks.
"Th-that was a pretty great movie…" Aomine said, clearly avoiding the issue.
Kise took the hint. He was already pushing his luck with the whole 'benefits' thing. "It was. Got something else we can watch?"
Aomine shuffled away from the coach, and Kise missed his warmth immediately (and judging from the way he shivered, Aomine missed it too). He approached the shelves next to the TV and started rummaging through the DVDs.
"Not much we haven't seen. I've got a lot of chick flicks, my folks like to watch'em together when they get in a corny mood."
Kise shrugged. "Whichever's fine."
Aomine picked a case at random, frowned a little, but eventually put the disk on the DVD player. As the credits started rolling on the screen, a hint of recognition crossed over Kise's features.
"Oh, I think I remember this one! Kyo-nee watched it with her husband before they started dating, she said it made her cry." He explained cheerily.
"You're not gonna' start crying and get all gross on me, are you?"
Kise laughed. "Of course not! I said Kyo-nee cried with it. Aren't you gonna' cry, Aominecchi? You've always been a softy after all." He teased, not paying much attention to the screen.
"Shut up, dumbass."
"Aomidesshiiiii I need a deeshoo." Kise sniffled pathetically, tears and snot streaming down his face. Aomine never thought he'd see Kise looking less than gorgeous, and yet, here they were, with the blond model looking sad, puffy-eyed, his pretty face smeared in tears and snot, and overall pretty gross.
"I thought you weren't gonna' cry?" he asked, a light chuckle at the end. It was nice being the one doing the teasing for a change. He passed a box of tissues to his crying friend, who snatched it instantly.
"B-b-buuuuut...!" he blew his nose hard but didn't make any genuine effort to stop crying. "D-d-de man she w-w-woves is deeeeed…" a high-pitched wail followed the statement at the same time that the woman on screen started crying. "How can you dot cryyyyy, Aomidesshi is heardless…"
Daiki rolled his eyes and glanced at Kise's ugly crying face, feeling awfully grated by it. He pulled a tissue out of the box and roughly wiped the tears away from the golden eyes. Kise winced and blushed.
"Stop crying, idiot, you look gross."
Kise scowled and blew his nose once again. "Aominecchi is so mean." He protested, cleaning his cheeks with his sleeves.
Small droplets had latched to Kise's long eyelashes, making them sparkle under the faint glow of the television. Aomine wiped the last stranded tear from the blond's face with his bare hand, and allowed his thumb to linger there. The skin felt a little sticky, but it was soft and smooth. Without much thinking, he leaned in a pressed his lips against his friend's, but drew away too fast to really get anything done. Kise blinked at him, confusion evident in his golden eyes.
"I, uh… I can cash in on my benefits too, right?" he scratched the back of his head, feeling his face heat up.
Kise cocked his head. "Sure, anytime you like. That was the deal."
He gulped. Goosebumps rose on his skin. He remembered the way Kuroko and Kagami's bodies seemed to gravitate into each other. A chill ran up his spine.
"And… just how many benefits… could I get tonight?"
Kise was briefly startled by the question, but he quickly morphed his expression to show a sly smile, his eyes slanting like a cat's, suddenly switching his position and crawling towards Aomine, his hips slightly swaying with each move. Before Aomine could grasp control of the situation, he was already being pinned down to the floor, the blond's knee nudging his thighs to spread them apart.
"I don't knoooow, Aominecchi…" he cooed, his hot breath hitting tan skin. "Which kind of benefits do you want from me tonight?"
Aomine's body temperature started to spike really fast. His heart was pumping really loudly and he couldn't take his eyes away from the predatory golden pair. He chewed on his bottom lip, he wasn't going to let Kise do whatever he wanted this time. He grabbed Kise's collar and pulled him down for a forceful kiss that was more of a painful clash of teeth.
"All of them." He husked out and felt satisfied with the blush that spread over Kise's pale cheeks, followed by a sly smile.
"All of them it is."
Kise sank for another hungry kiss, his tongue making its way inside Aomine's mouth immediately, enjoying its warmth and wetness. He found Aomine's tongue and licked it, tangled with it, sucked it playfully. The taller boy moaned into the kiss, making his tongue vibrate and Kise relished in the shock it sent down his body.
One of his pale hands started sneaking underneath Aomine's t-shirt, kneading the toned muscles (and he wanted to lick them, and bite them and leave his mark all over them, but there was no need to rush right now). His other hand joined in briefly after, and both started tracing the lines, pinching the dark flesh, scraping their nails lightly over the skin, drawing out soft gasps from Aominecchi's mouth.
He broke the kiss and looked down to admire his work. Only a little kissing and a little touching and Aomine was already flushed, sweating and panting beneath him, and there was a small tent on his crotch. Kise licked his lips. One of his hands continued exploring upwards, finding a brown nipple and rubbing it between two fingers until it perked, then repeating the action with its twin. His other hand went downwards and teased the edge of Aomine's jeans, a finger sneaking in to find thick black pubic hair and twirling it teasingly. Aomine tried to muffle a moan with one hand, but it didn't go unnoticed by Kise, who smirked before leaning forward to suck on the other boy's neck. He rememberd Kuroko and Kagami in Maji Burger and Aomine's strained voice on the phone, and he sank his teeth on the flesh angrily, not caring if he left a mark. If Aomine would never love him, at least he'd never let him forget his touch.
His hand stopped playing with the pubic hair and moved to unbuckle Aomine's belt, his knee successfully managing to spread his thighs apart. He made quick work of the belt and button and zipper, and once that was done, he cupped the bulge that formed on the dark boxers.
"Look at you, you're already like this and I have barely even touched you." He teased, and squeezed the clothed tent to emphasize. Aomine groaned and unconsciously arched into the touch.
"Y-you're one to talk…" he drawled, a little smirk on his face, as his hand found Kise's bulge and returned the squeeze. Ryouta winced and moaned, bucking his hips forward. He hadn't even noticed he was so hard already, but he shouldn't really be surprised. Aomine did have a powerful effect on him.
"Shall we cut to the chase, then?" he breathed, tugging Aomine's pants and boxers down in one smooth swoop and letting them pool at his ankles. With his hands, he spread the dark legs further apart and licked his lips, glancing at his prize.
Aomine shivered and that sent a little wave of rationality up to his brain.
"Hey, uhm…" he started, suddenly self-conscious. "Last time I didn't really ask but… a-are you okay…? With this position, I mean?" he'd always sort of imagined Aomine to be a giver rather than a receiver, but last time he hadn't been able to contain himself. And at this point he wasn't really sure whether he wanted to pound into Aomine or be pounded into. He kind of wanted both.
"Oh, uhm… I-I don't mind… you seem to know what you're doing so…A-and we're already in th-this kind of mood anyway…"
"Oh! O-okay…! We-we can try other positions next time…"
Next time. The words rang on his heart.
"Yeah… yeah, sounds, uh… good. Yeah."
Time in the room seemed to freeze as they stared into each other's eyes, their previous desperate hunger slowly dissipating into awkwardness. And then time unfroze and melted and suddenly everything was hot and burning when a pair of hands started fumbling with Kise's pants and pulling them down, the warm air of the room reaching his half-hard erection and making the sensitive skin tingle.
"A-aominecchi?"
Aomine quirked an eyebrow. He seemed to hesitate for a moment before encircling the length in his hand and pumping one, two, three times. He scrunched his eyebrows in concentration and watched as the sex in his hand grew and hardened, and Kise whimpered at the roughness and inexperience of the touch. Last time, Aominecchi hadn't really done anything other than lay there and let Kise do whatever he pleased, and his expression had been a mixture of shame and mortification all the way through. This time he looked determined, a little embarrassed, a little nervous, but clearly unwilling to take a step back. There was something about that expression that made Kise moan breathlessly. Aomine's hand was now slick with pre-cum, Kise's pale hips buckling for more friction.
"Aominecchi…" Kise moaned again, his knees growing weak. It felt good, so good, to be touched by the man he loved, to stare into those wild dark eyes as pleasure shot up his body and clouded his mind. He'd dreamed of this so many times he'd long lost count. "Aominecchi… s-s-stop, I'm gonna—"
"Then get on to it already, you've been staring for ages." Aomine sneered, craning his neck upwards to lick Kise's lips at the same time that he squeezed his cock a little too harshly.
A shiver went up his spine and he nodded. There was something about Aomine ordering him to fuck him already that made his insides turn to goo. He chewed on his lip lightly, reigning in the temptation of just going in dry because he could barely hold back anymore, but he knew neither of them would enjoy it if he did.
"D'you have… lube or something?"
Aomine looked up at him, confusion clear in his oh-so-handsome face.
"Don't think so. Can't you just use spit?"
Kise's eyes widened. "Huh? Nononono, that's not gonna cut it at all, nope, do you want it to hurt or what? That's just for real pros and shit! Have you been reading BL manga or something?"
Aomine didn't reply and looked away, a faint blush taking over his cheeks. Kise's eyes widened further. He wanted to kiss this dumb boy senseless, because how could he be so adorably dumb?
"W-well, what d-did you use last time?"
"I don't remember."
Aomine sighed, frustrated. "Getting laid shouldn't be this complicated." He whined.
Kise hummed pensively and scratched his chin. "I… I've got some hand lotion but I don't know if it would break the condom…"
"I don't have any condoms."
Kise's eyes widened again. "What do you mean 'you don't have any condoms'? We were in the same class, I saw you passing Sex Ed!"
The taller boy shrugged. "Well do you have any condoms?"
Kise's face heated up and he looked away, embarrassed by the terribly on-point accusation. "I didn't think I'd need them", he muttered. Hooking up with Aominecchi had been an afterthought, he had only thought about it when he was already mid-shoot, and by the time he was heading towards Aominecchi's place he was partly too downtrodden after seeing Kurokocchi, and partly too eager to think that having the house for themselves could lead to other stuff.
"Whatever, you've got nothing going on your dick, do you?"
Kise blushed at the straightforward question and recoiled into himself, his self-consciousness growing. "N-n-no, I've checked myself." It was true that he was not a virgin –like Aominecchi said, he knew what he was doing- and he'd always been very strict about safe sex, and he'd had himself tested not that long ago. But still, he was very strict about safe sex so maybe they should just call this off and settle for jerking each other off or something.
He was about to suggest they do exactly that when Aominecchi bucked his hips upwards, roughly rubbing their lengths against each other. "Alright, so get on with it. I was a virgin before you, so I've got nothing weird going on either."
Kise's dick deflated so quickly it wasn't even funny. His jaw dropped to the floor, his heart skipped a beat and he knew he shouldn't be feeling this damn happy over something like this, but he couldn't help it. And Aominecchi shouldn't be able to say something like that with such a straight face. His heart skipped another beat and he wanted to giggle and roll on the floor in a giddy fit of laughter because I was Aominecchi's first.
But instead he collected himself and smiled his million-watt smile at the boy beneath him. "Aominecchi, I'm gonna' suck you off."
"Su…HUH? You're gonna do WHAT?!"
His grin grew almost painfully wide and he pressed a quick peck to the corner of Aomine's lips.
"Suck you off." He chirped. "Unless you don't want me to." He backtracked, suddenly remembering Aominecchi was almost a virgin (A virgin. Kise had taken Aominecchi's virginity) and this may be too much for him.
Aomine flushed a dark shade of red and looked away. "N-n-no it's f-f-fine if you w-w-want to…"
Kise couldn't possibly grin any wider or he'd break his money-making face. Somehow, that didn't seem all that important right now.
"Promise I'll make you feel reeeaaal good."
Aomine's breath got caught in his throat as he watched Kise mouthing his way down his body, leaving a trail of kisses and bites over his chest and stopping to nuzzle the tuft of dark hair beneath his belly button. He looked away, embarrassed beyond himself and tingling with anticipation. He felt Kise's fingers circling around the base of his cock and felt his hot breath on the tip. This was really happening.
"Aominecchi, look at me." His blond friend mewled teasingly, and Aomine's eyes shifted just in time to lock with a golden pair before Kise's moist lips (how many times had they kissed tonight? He'd lost count such a long time ago) wrapped around the head of his cock and took him in to the hilt in one smooth motion.
There were not enough curses in his vocabulary to appropriately react to that sight and that feeling. He covered his mouth to muffle whatever was coming out of his mouth –he didn't know what it was, but it was certain to be unmanly and embarrassing- and tried to look away, but Kise's eyes had him completely hypnotized. It felt so hot, so tight and so wet and he wanted to tell Kise to stop because he was losing his mind too much, too fast, but the words wouldn't come out. He felt Kise's tongue twirling around his manhood and he bobbed his head one, two times over his length. He went a bit too far on the last one and he gagged a little, his throat clenching around the head of Aomine's cock.
"FU—"
Kise's eyes went wide and he pulled back a little when a stream of thick cum flooded his mouth. After the initial shock passed, though, he regained his position and sucked Aomine through his orgasm, humming around the head and lapping at the slit. Once he'd swallowed the last drop of cum, the allowed the flaccid length to slip out of his mouth with a soft pop.
Not that Aomine was aware of any of that, because all he could see or think or feel, or be was this floaty white sensation that he was pretty sure was not much different from death. He was brought back to consciousness by a distant, musical sound that for some reason made him indescribably annoyed.
He wasn't sure of how long he'd been out of it, but when the world started to make sense again and the fog from his eyes cleared a little, the first thing he saw was this golden thing with this annoying giant grin.
"Thanks for the meal." A snickering voice said teasingly.
Now that brought him back to his senses.
Kise's face was inhumanly close. He was grinning and his eyes were sparkling. There was the tiniest white stain on the corner of his lips.
"That's what I call 'fast food'."
If there was one time in his life in which Aomine thought he might die from embarrassment, this was definitely it. He could feel his lips opening and closing trying to form words that did not exist in his brain. His face heated up so much he thought his skin might melt.
"So? Did it feel good?" his annoying friend chirped.
He couldn't even look Kise in the eye. 'Good' was a fucking understatement if there had ever been one, but he couldn't bring himself to admit it when he'd come so embarrassingly fast. His reputation as a man was as good as dead now.
"Awww, don't be embarrassed, these things happen. Especially when you're a virgin." And his lips, that Aomine had just seen going down on his cock moments ago, curled around that word with an awfully satisfied smirk.
"S-shut up!" he grunted, smacking those annoyingly perfect blond locks out of place. Kise grabbed his wrist and leaned forward, stealing a deep kiss. Aomine could taste the lingering bitterness in Kise's tongue and when he actually processed what that meant, his stomach churned. He pushed the blond away. "You just swallowed that, don't put your mouth so close to mine. It's gross!"
Kise giggled. "I just gave you a super special service and this is how you repay me? That's mean, Aominecchi." He whined, a fake look of hurt on his face.
Even if he was faking it, Aomine knew he had a point. It was just then that he noticed the slight brush of Kise's half-hard cock against his inner thigh. He felt his face heating up again, and he looked away, willing the words out of his throat. "I can repay you… in other ways."
"Eh?"
He shoved the shorter male away and pushed him to a sitting position, with his back resting against the armrest. Still unable to make actual eye-contact, he wasted no time making his way down the lean body beneath him. He gulped when he found himself facing the long member.
I've got this. He told himself, hoping to ease his nervousness. If it fit in my ass, I can sure as hell fit it in my mouth.
"A-Aominecchi…?" Kise sounded genuinely flustered for a change and that was great. It gave him the confidence he needed, and he tentatively flicked his tongue over the head, enjoying the shudder it gave him. "N-n-noooo waaaaait" the blond wailed, flailing. "Y-y-you don't have to do that, Aominecch—" he cut him off running his tongue from the base to the tip. "Holy s—"
This was undoubtedly nice. Well, the taste of dick wasn't particularly pleasant, but he was willing to get over that for the sake of having Kise being the one flushed, embarrassed and unable to speak or think properly. Felt like a well-deserved payback.
After a few more licks, Kise's cock was finally hard. Aomine took a moment to look at it, and he swallowed hard. It was… bigger than expected. Not that he'd never seen Kise's dong in the showers or anything, but it was his first close-up with its full-length. He was now kind of glad that they'd forgone the idea of fucking tonight. It may have fit in his ass last time, but now that he knew how long it was, the idea of having it all inside him made him a little queasy.
He glanced up and noticed Kise wasn't even looking at him. He frowned. "Oi, I'm giving you a… what did you call it?... A special service. Least you can do is enjoy the show." Saying those kind of things made him awfully self-conscious, mostly because he wasn't sure he wanted Kise to watch him, but at the same time he wanted to look at him and see how his expression morphed in pleasure and embarrassment –especially embarrassment-.
Kise shivered and eventually looked down. Aomine's cock twitched. His eyes were glazed and half-lidded, his face completely flushed pink. His lips, still wet and swollen, were slightly parted, and he seemed to be having difficulty breathing. "A-a-aominecchiii…" he whined, his voice quivering at the end.
Aomine grinned deviously, extremely pleased with his absolute success in switching their positions. With his confidence boosted, he parted his lips and wrapped them around the head of Kise's cock. Before he could get used to the size or even try anything else, Kise screamed and convulsed under him and hot shots of a thick liquid filled his mouth. His eyes widened and he pulled back, coughing. The taste was foul, he spat what he could. How had Kise even managed to swallow that? It was gross.
He glanced at the blond and caught him still leaking cum from the tip, his body arching upward and a long moan coming out from his mouth. In a moment of boldness (if anything could be considered bolder than taking someone's dick in your mouth), he wrapped his fingers around Kise's erection and pumped a few times, aiding him through his orgasm and getting his fingers sticky with cum. When he felt it deflate in his hand and Kise's eyes started regaining their focus, he smirked in satisfaction.
"You were saying something about 'fast food'?"
Aominecchi didn't understand. He couldn't possibly understand how it felt to watch the one you love staring at you like a panther hunting its prey. He could in no way understand what it was to see the person you love taking your cock into their mouth, cheeks painted a soft pink, fingers shaking with nervousness and yet , with all that determination and defiance in those dark eyes, and just that tiny bit of tease in the edges. How could he know what it was, after dreaming about it for so long, to feel that warmth and that indescribable pleasure, and for it to be so much more amazing than you ever dreamed?
"Aominecchi, you dummy." He whined, tears prickling the corners of his eyes.
The weight on the couch shifted and Aomine rose so their faces were at the same level, a smile growing on his lips.
"Stop crying, you loved that. Now we're even."
And Aominecchi would never understand because he didn't love Kise. He didn't lose his breath when they touched. His heart didn't skip a beat when they kissed. And he never would.
Suddenly, Kise's pouty face changed as if a switch had been clicked inside him. His expression went blank and he pushed a very confused Aomine off him.
"Oi, what the fuck?" Daiki complained, and his eyes widened when he saw Kise fixing his pants and searching around for his things. A chilly wind blew past the window he'd forgotten to close and made him shudder. He'd been so close to Kise's warm body for so long now that he'd completely forgotten about the cold.
"It's getting late, I should go back or I'll miss the last train."
He frowned. As if he would let him pull this crap on him again.
He got up and grabbed Kise's wrist firmly.
"Stay."
Kise looked up at him with wide eyes and a little bit of confusion. He himself wasn't really sure of why he didn't want the blond to leave. He convinced himself that Kise was warm and warm was always good. Kise averted his gaze and chewed on his lip. Aomine tugged on his wrist and pulled him in for a quick, chaste kiss.
"Stay." He repeated, his voice a slightly strained breathe.
"Okay."
Aominecchi was so unfair, Kise thought as he was led to the bedroom in a sudden flurry of soft kisses, then pushed down to the bed, then pinned down to the mattress by Aominecchi's strong arms, and that mouth that was stealing the breath away from him.
And even though they barely even touched each other this time, little more than hands roaming over hot flesh and bodies arching into each other for friction, they still managed to find a second climax that somehow felt different than the last one, and Kise couldn't tell if it was a nice kind of different or a painful kind, and because not thinking about it was so much easier, he allowed himself to sink into sweet slumber, with the boy he loved but didn't love him tightly wrapped in his arms.
To be continued
Sorry for the delay, if you follow me you'll notice I posted a crapton of one-shots for TakaMido Day, Kagakuro day and HinaKage day, so all of my other updates were pushed back one week. Also, this chapter's longer than the norm, so it took a litle longer to get it done.
I'm pretty certain you should be using condoms to give head too, but Kise decided today was as good a day as ever to throw that out of the window. Do not imitate this kind of reckless behavior, no matter if your partner is a virgin or whatever. This has been a PSA. (I really hate the fact that ITS exist because writing about safe sex is so annoying). I honestly love writing Aomine as a blushing virgin, that was the positive side about this whole experience, even though the sex scenes ended being kind of awkward, but that was kinda the point.
Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter. Kise has some radical mood swings, but that's just to show how troubled he is by their situation. So let me know what you think about it. And thanks a lot for reading