A/N: Heyo, so this was originally a bit different, but I changed it to something more…interesting. I promise you'll still like it (hopefully). I hope no one's OOC here, I really tried, I mean it is kinda a strenuous situation so people don't always act like themselves, just keep that in mind please. Here goes nothing.
Warning: smut
Aomine lay there for a while deep in his trance, seemingly nothing filling his mind. A vampire's trance was almost like meditation; they stay very still and relax all their muscles while not breathing. Even when they were awake they don't necessarily have to breath, but it was more something left over from when they were human; it made them a bit more connected.
Though he kept hearing something that was disturbing his concentration. His eyebrows scrunched together as his consciousness slowly started to focus back into the real world. When he opened his eyes the first thing he heard was rustling of sheets, then a small whimper. His head whipped to the side, he had almost forgotten that Kagami was there. Aomine looked at Kagami in shock, he was having a nightmare. That much was obvious.
Kagami's forehead was covered in sweat, his plump lips turned down in a grimace. His eyes were scrunched close and he was breathing heavily, occasionally letting out sounds of pain. But what caught Aomine's attention most were the bleeding palms. Kagami was clenching his hands so tight that his fingernails were cutting into the slightly tanned skin. Aomine licked his lips, his throat suddenly dry. If it weren't against his morals he would have leaned over right then and tasted that succulent blood.
Should he wake him?
Aomine didn't know if he should or not. Suddenly Kagami's mouth opened and he started screaming. A scream that was the worst sound Aomine had ever heard in his life, it was full of horror and gut wrenching despair. That sealed the deal; he reached over and started shaking him. "Kagami. Kagami!"
Even though he kept trying nothing seemed to bring him out of his deep slumber. Aomine started panicking a bit; though he could barely remember the last time he actually slept he knew it wasn't normal for people to not wake up. When tears started falling from the red haired man's eyes Aomine gripped his hair trying to think of a way to stop this. Anyone else he would have just went back into his trance, but Kagami… he was different, special. There was something about him that Aomine was drawn to, so his heart ached when seeing the sadness on Kagami's face. Aomine gripped at his chest, what is this feeling? Whatever it was he didn't like it, so he had to stop it, and the only way to do that was calm Kagami down.
Just then white light started gathering around Kagami's hands, and if Aomine had had the chance to actually look at it he would have been breathless at how beautiful it was. Yet all he could think was shit, he's channeling his magic when he's asleep?! Normally this would have been fine, but seeing Kagami's skills, or lack thereof, in magic this was not good at all. And if while awake Kagami couldn't control his magic, then there was no way in hell he could let him release his magic go while he's asleep. Aomine shuddered just thinking about it.
What the fuck should I do?!
He glanced around quickly, debating on what there was he could do. There wasn't much time if the pain on Kagami's face was any indication, "KAGAMI! Fuckin' wake up you baka!" Aomine grabbed his shoulders and shook him so hard that they almost butted heads. All Kagami did was lash out to struggle against him. "Fuck, fuck, fuckin' shit!"
The white light started swirling and glowing around his hands, slowly crawling to surround his arms too. Aomine went to grab his arms and hissed, retracting his hand. He glanced at his hands to see that his skin was healing at a snails pace, what the hell kind of magic was this? He couldn't stop to think about it more than that because this was quickly getting out of hand.
An idea popped into Aomine's head. He frowned; this wasn't the best idea considering Kagami's state of mind. But what else could he do? If they weren't tied together then maybe he could have taken Kagami somewhere secluded so he could release his magic, but this stupid string was restricting him. The way the white light, now tinged with red, reacted against Aomine's skin showed that he could honestly die if he stayed close when the magic burst.
"Fuck this shit, Kagami you're gonna owe me so bad after this you bastard. If we survive that is." With that said, Aomine took a deep breath to relax before placing his hand with the string over Kagami's heart, the other on his temple. He exhaled slowly before channeling his own magic into Kagami. As he activated the spell his own consciousness merged into Kagami's sub consciousness, where his dreams lay. His head slumped on Kagami's chest as he too faded into his dreams.
Aomine opened his eyes a bit drearily. It was always a bit disorientating to do this mind spell. Especially since this wasn't his area of expertise. His eyes widened considerably as he took in his surroundings. There was blood everywhere he looked and fierce battles of two armies surrounding him. No wonder Kagami was freaking out, any one would have if they were dreaming this. He looked closely at the soldiers uniforms, he could recall one of them being Gushiken, so he guess the other was Ishiyama.
But where had this come from? Didn't the war start after Kagami had left? Was Kagami merely dreaming of what he feared would happen?
He blanched when a soldier attacked him; he had been lost in his thoughts so deeply he almost got caught off guard. Aomine scoffed, but grabbed a discarded sword and cut through his opponent before the other could even finish his downward stroke. He had to be more prepared, though when dreaming one couldn't die, it was completely different when a person went into someone else's dream.
Which meant he could in fact die here, but it was a bit harder since he was a vampire. Didn't mean it wasn't impossible. He had to find Kagami quickly. One couldn't tell the difference between the time in the outside world and in the dream world, so if his magic failed in the real world he'd be stuck here forever.
As if thinking of Kagami had drawn him towards him, the world blurred and then he found himself thrown to the ground a couple feet away from where a fierce battle was going on. Kagami was against a helmeted ranking officer of the Ishiyama faction. Their swords clanged and slid away from each other before Kagami kicked the man. This caused him to fall to one knee and look up at the bloody redhead above him. Something must have changed, because Kagami's sword hovered in the air above the helmeted soldier. Aomine was striding towards them as Kagami took a couple steps back and dropped his katana. He could see the panic and fear clouding Kagami's face as he started scrubbing his hands, which only smeared the blood on them, further.
Aomine had just reached him when Kagami started screaming in anger and hopelessness. It pained him just looking on this awful scene. No one should ever have to sound like that. So he kneeled down next to Kagami, putting up a temporary shield around them (mostly to protect himself, cause Kagami couldn't die in his dreams).
Almost softly Aomine called out to him, "Kagami." Yet he didn't hear him, frustrated tears were still pouring down his face, his eyes clouded over not seeing anything in front of him. Kagami covered his face with his hands, weeping so loudly that it made Aomine want to weep with him. Fuck, he was getting sappy.
Grasping the blood smeared hands Aomine took them away from his face. One hand went under Kagami's chin to make him look into his eyes. Kagami's eyes widened at the sight of Aomine. "W-w-what a-are you doing here?" His breath was a bit strained from the crying and the roughness of his throat. "How are you here?" Kagami whispered, almost as if talking loudly would cause Aomine to disappear.
"Kagami," he repeated. His mouth felt dry, what should he say? Aomine was not the comforting type, nor did he want to be. So he just went with what he usually did, "Idiot. I should be asking you that. This place isn't for someone like you."
And it really wasn't. If he'd not come into Kagami's dream he never would have pictured him on a battlefield. Though they fought together before, he still couldn't picture Kagami killing someone, or even using violence to really hurt another person. Kagami was… pure. Aomine almost snorted just thinking that, but it was true. Even if he hadn't known him long, he could tell, I mean who else would, or could, put up with Aomine?
"What?" Kagami said stupidly, sniffling a bit as he looked away trying to hide the fact he was crying.
"Bakagami. This is just a dream. You have to wake up, there's not much time."
"Huh?"
Aomine just sighed; apparently the direct approach wouldn't work. "Come on." He pulled Kagami up by the hand he was still holding. They stood side by side, facing the battle going on around them. The barrier around them was flickering. Aomine turned to Kagami, "Close your eyes."
Kagami looked at him suspiciously. "Just do it Bakagami!" He huffed then did as told. "Now just relax, breath in and out slowly. Don't listen to anything but my voice. Okay?"
Once he nodded his consent Aomine continued, "I want you to picture your happiest moment. Maybe the first time you finally didn't suck at something." That made Kagami snort in amusement, before his face slid to one of content. "Cling on to that thought, picture it clearly in your head, how did it smell? Where was it? What were you doing?" When a look of deep concentration appeared Aomine smiled a bit. Kagami's scrunched up face was kinda, well kinda cute. And with that the world around them blurred before Aomine fell to the ground.
Aomine groaned, and sat up. He was outside some kind of mansion, but different than the one he was used to. It was more medieval in structure, kind of like those gothic castles. There was a sound coming from the street around the corner, so he picked himself off of the ground to see what was going on. To his surprise he saw a red-haired boy around the age of seven that was battling against three older boys, each of them around fourteen.
He just watched them closely for now; this was Kagami's happiest moment? One of the boys that were kicked to the ground by Kagami stood up and pulled out a knife. Kagami didn't notice because he was busy fighting off the other two. His back was turned so Aomine was about to step in between them, dream or no. To his surprise there was a woman suddenly there grasping at the wrist with the knife. She had long blonde hair and greenish blue eyes with a beautiful katana strapped to her side. "Now, that isn't fair. Three against one?" She kicked the one of the other boys, making him hit the wall and fall to the ground.
"See isn't that better? If you want to fight, do it like a man. One on one." The boy that wasn't in the woman's grip that was facing off against the younger Kagami panicked now that he was alone.
Kagami gave a feral grin and punched the kid in the gut. He fell to the ground with a cry of pain before picking himself up and grabbing his friend. They ran off once the woman let go of the brat in her grip. She turned to Kagami who was bleeding in a couple places and had a split lip. "You got spunk kid. What's your name?"
"Kagami."
"Hmm. I'm Alexandra Garcia. What's your first name?"
"Don't got one," was the blunt reply. Kagami was eyeing her warily, almost looking for an escape. To see such a distrustful, almost scared face on Kagami made Aomine's insides twist. He was used to the fiery, angry, yet happy Kagami.
"Oh? Where are you from?"
"Don't remember, somewhere overseas."
"Well, guess I have no choice." Kagami scowled at that. She crouched in front of him, peering into the red eyes. "Taiga," Alex said suddenly.
"Huh?"
"Your name's Taiga." Kagami's eyes widened and his mouth opened and closed a few times.
"What?" He whispered.
"Well if you're going to live with me you have to have a name!" He still didn't look convinced but when she smiled at him his face slowly melted into a stunning, beautiful grin.
"You really mean that?"
She scoffed, "I always mean what I say, brat. Now come on, let's go home." Alex held out her hand and Kagami stared at it so long that Aomine couldn't help but wonder if that was the first time that he'd been shown true kindness. As they walked away he let out a sigh of relief, hopefully that would be enough. Even now he could feel his strength waning, it was time to leave Kagami's dreams. So he closed his eyes and breathed deeply before releasing the spell.
Kagami's eyes still felt heavily as his brain came back from the slumber world. He yawned, still feeling tired for some reason. His chest felt heavy and he grumbled a bit before cracking one eye open. Mouth falling open in shock he could only stare at the barely breathing Aomine. If it was just Aomine laying on his chest that would have been a bit of a surprise, but what really caught his attention was the burned skin covering Aomine's arms and hands. Even part of his upper body was burned, yet his vampire powers weren't healing it. If it was, then it was too gradual for him to make out.
His eyes opened up to the fullest as his dream flooded back into his mind. Kagami remembered wallowing on the ground after fighting that soldier only for Aomine to show up. He had helped him, made him feel better, even if it was by insulting him. Then Aomine had calmed him from his hysterical state, and proceeded to fill his thoughts with better memories. Aomine had almost been… caring, and sweet. Kagami cringed just thinking that, but it was somewhat true.
Lifting his upper body up a bit, he glanced at his hands to see a white light fading away from where his hands gripped Aomine's shoulders, which was where the worst burns were located. Did I do that to him? Aomine was breathing shallowly, which showed that his strength was drained terribly. Vampires only resorted to breathing when in their trance if they were completely wiped out. It was almost like their bodies went back to their human state. "Shit, should I call someone?" He asked himself, but to his dismay he noticed that the cracking skin wasn't getting better. In fact, it was spreading down Aomine's chest.
"Damn." What would make help him? Should he try his magic? Kagami discarded that idea, even though he'd just slept his body felt weak. There was no way he could muster up enough energy to use that. There was only one thing he could do. Sighing to himself he pulled Aomine up his chest a bit, resting his head on his shoulder. Using Aomine's sharpened tooth he cut a small opening in his wrist. Blood overflowed immediately and he pressed it back to Aomine's lips. Kagami tilted Aomine's head slightly so that the blood could flow back into his throat.
It was only a minute or so before he felt the soft, warm lips moving leisurely at his wrist. A groan was heard before the lips latched on, sucking harder at the sweet blood. Aomine's hand came up to hold the arm, pressing it closer. His eyes were still closed in pain, and Kagami could finally see the burns and cracks on his skin closing up.
When a tongue swiped the surface of his arm Kagami couldn't help but moan, then blushed at the sound. This made Aomine's eyes flicker, until they opened to peer up. The blue eyes grew in astonishment, but he didn't stop swallow the steady stream of red liquid. Aomine used some of the strength he gained back to shift a bit, so he was hovering by Kagami's side, which had leaned back against the headboard.
Kagami's eyes fell to half-mast as his breathing sped up. He was feeling warm, warm from the lips on his arm and the look Aomine was giving him. When he let out a breathless gasp again Aomine's lips left his wrist. Kagami gave out a whine, causing him to blush darker red; embarrassed that such a sound could come from his mouth. Especially since this was Aomine he was in front of. He waited for the sarcastic or mocking voice to say something, anything, but it never came. Instead, Aomine just stared at him, also breathing heavily, his mouth smeared with Kagami's blood.
Aomine's voice was deep, and velvety when he finally spoke, "Kagami." He watched as the blue eyes flickered to his neck, "Let me…I need…" Gulping, he couldn't speak. Kagami looked at Aomine's face, and what he found surprised him. It wasn't just the smug, cocky look he usually wore, but there was a deep desire there that made him shiver. He'd never been regarded like that, like he was the only person in the world. It made him swallow harshly, before he finally gave a small nod.
His eyes hazed over, Aomine placed his hands on either side of his body to steady himself as he leaned in. Fangs slid out and he brushed them against the light tanned skin. Aomine didn't bite down right away, instead he nuzzled his nose softly at the base of Kagami's neck, making his breath hitch, then sunk his teeth down in a way he knew wouldn't hurt.
Blood poured into Aomine's mouth, and he swallowed greedily. It was the best taste in the world, so sweet and hot that he couldn't push the groan of pleasure down. Kagami's arms came up behind his neck to pull him closer; the euphoric feeling was making his mind go blank. Licking at the slightly salty skin while he was feeding made him want to get as much as he could. Aomine put his right leg between Kagami's thighs so that he could lean over him properly.
Kagami let out a breathless gasp when a knee brushed between his legs, when had he gotten hard? But his mind couldn't comprehend anything else when Aomine's fangs retracted so that only his lips were left on his skin. They seemed to be burning his skin they were so warm. Aomine slowly dragged his lips further up his neck, kissing as he went. When he reached his ear, he wrapped his mouth around it sucking gently, "Taiga." Kagami shivered at the sensual sound. "I want you, let me devour you…"
He could only let out one word, "Yes."
Faster than he could blink, Aomine's mouth left Kagami's ear to latch hungrily onto his lips. He could hold onto Aomine's back as his mouth was ravaged. Kagami could taste his own blood but the heat of the lips on his easily overtook it. Hands grasped at his hair, pulling to the side so that Aomine could slant his head to a better angle.
A tongue peeked out to graze across Kagami's lower lip, and he gladly gave entrance to that hot appendage. Aomine's tongue twirled, tasting and taunting Kagami's, as if declaring a challenge. It made him growl, gripping the back of Aomine's nape. Then his own made contact, starting a battle of dominance, he made sure to flick lazily at the squirming tongue making Aomine fall to the pace he wanted. It made it that much hotter, creating a warmth in the pit of both their stomachs.
Aomine maneuvered them so Kagami was lying back fully with him hovering over his body, one leg still between his legs. Kagami had succeeded in winning the battle over the kiss with his skilled, confident movements, but that didn't mean he'd won the war. He smirked into the kiss as his knee rubbed against the hardness Kagami was sporting. As he swallowed the moan that bubbled up from the sweet lips his one hand grazed down his chest, leisurely flicking a nipple before dragging down further.
Tugging at the edge of Kagami's undershirt he pulled it loose then yanked the bottom half up. Aomine tore his mouth away from Kagami's to look down at the heavily flushed redhead. He smirked smugly, and raked his eyes over the upper body. "Aom—," he put a finger to Kagami's lips.
"Shh," then his one hand trailed down to softly touch his jaw, then his neck, and further still to finally tweak a slightly pink nipple. Kagami's back arched automatically, biting his down to keep a sound from coming out. Aomine pinched it, making it stand up as he leaned down to suck the other into his warm cavern. Kagami finally let out a whimper at that.
But Kagami wasn't one to be outdone, no matter if he'd never been in such a position before. So he pushed aside his doubts and fears to rip Aomine's own shirt up and off to feel at the tan flesh. It was so much different than a woman, but it wasn't bad, more like amazing. Aomine sucked harder at the nipple, flicking his tongue over it. He growled when Kagami gripped his back, digging his fingers into the skin.
He wanted more, so much more. His eyes darkening to black, he released the pink nipple to kiss up Kagami's neck while his hands tore off the shirt completely, leaving him bare. Only the light sleeping boxers were left and he didn't want to wait. Rubbing his knee harder against Kagami he couldn't help grinning at the whine that left the redhead's throat. He knew he couldn't push him too far tonight, but that didn't mean he wouldn't get as much as he could of the man beneath him.
Kagami's eyes were closed in pleasure, but opened once he felt those devious hands brushing lower against his stomach. He blushed deeply, "Wha—," Aomine shushed him again, smirking sexily.
"I'll make you feel good. Don't worry, Tiger." He relaxed back and just let Aomine go. Those tanned hands went to the top of his boxers and he couldn't help but release a deep breath as he almost brushed his painful erection. Groaning Kagami closed his eyes, he felt the fingers come closer, and lifted his hips at the prodding of Aomine to slide the clothing off. He hated how he was the only one that was completely naked and gave Aomine a fierce glare.
He opened his mouth to speak but that was quickly forgotten when a soft hand gripped his dick. A loud moan was let out and his hips thrust forward on his own before he covered his mouth. Aomine chuckled, the sound was so sinful, and promised such dirty things his cock gave a twitch. "Let me hear you, Tiger. You're so shy, it's cute." Kagami scowled at him.
Aomine stroked slowly, loving the velvety hard member in his hand. He leaned back to capture Kagami's lips in a kiss before any insults were made. Almost instantly he opened his mouth, letting them taste each other. When Aomine made a particularly fast stroke and the moan resounded against him he couldn't help groan in response. His own cock was harder than it had ever been. It was begging for sorely needed attention.
Breaking this kiss for a second, "Kagami, touch me too." The face beneath him flushed red as his eyes widened. "Or are you too scared?" Aomine knew he had gotten him when a flash of competitiveness went across his face before his red orbs narrowed.
"Oh you're on bastard." With that Kagami quickly, before he lost his bravery, pulled Aomine's boxers down, leaving him in exposed to Kagami's curious eyes. He had seen males in the bathing areas before, but for some reason seeing Aomine above him, breathing hard, face also slightly flushed with a devilish grin gave him some weird pride. Not stopping to think on it any more, he eyed the thick member hanging heavily between Aomine's legs. He licked his lips unconsciously as he reached for it. Tentatively brushing against it with his fingers, a deep moan left Aomine. He gained a bit of confidence from that and gripped it fully, before giving it an experimental stroke. The man above him shuddered, and as he picked up his pace minutely, pushed down into Kagami's hand.
"Oh fuck," Aomine whispered, closing his eyes slightly, before also starting back up on Kagami's own weeping cock. He moved them around so that they skimmed across each other, twin groans pulled from them both.
"Aomine," Kagami whimpered, pushing his hips up higher to get that contact again. He didn't know he could feel this way with another man. Hell, he'd never even felt this way with any of the women he'd messed around with. Perhaps that's why he had never gone all the way with them. They couldn't lite this fire in his belly, or make him want more.
Aomine grudgingly took Kagami's hand off his dick to wrap it around his back. Kagami cracked open an eye in confusion, but Aomine just kissed him vigorously, hungrily. Then he lowered down so that he could grip both of their members together with one hand, the other hand behind Kagami's hand holding him steady. Stroking them both, a rush of pure pleasure filled them both, ripping groans from their throats.
They started slowly moving their hips as Aomine pumped, slick, messy noises surrounded them but neither heard over their heaving breathing. Connecting their lips again they couldn't keep their rhythm as the warm feeling started burning. Aomine used the pre-come that was steadily flowing out to make it easier for them to move against each other. When he moved his body to shift to his right leg, Kagami let out a groan from the new angle. "Nghh… right there…"
"Kaga-miii, fucckk…" Aomine's husky voice that breathed Kagami's name was just the thing that he needed to push him over the edge. His back arched as his body spasmed. Kagami's face twisted in bliss as his mouth hung open, panting laboriously. His eyes opened and as Aomine glanced down into those lust filled red orbs he came, stroking them together a few more times to ride out the pleasure to the fullest.
Twitching a bit as he came down from his high, he slumped over Kagami's now slick body. Groaning was heard from beneath him, but arms hugged him closer as they Kagami slipped into a peaceful, sated slumber. Aomine moved around to get comfortable, pulling Kagami to his chest this time. A quiet, "Bastard," was mumbled from the redhead. Aomine chuckled, his eyes heavy. Then he too went into his trance feeling an unknown calmness in his chest that he hadn't felt in a long time.
A/N: ...So? Was it awful? lol. Please tell me, i honestly have no idea. Um... yeah I also meant to start the next day, but then the smut kinda took over haha. Hope you dont mind.
