Hey babies! One thing and I'm done; this is long. Really long. Because it's rather graphic... Heh, I was in the mood and I didn't want to split it. Also; non-beta'd. It's late and I'm tired so it'll probably have some (many) mistakes. Either way, enjoy! And thanks for reviewing so far! Your words are my inspiration :D
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He could see it. That fire in those russet eyes. It was bright. So bright. It was burning him, more than his overworked muscles did. He could hear the ball snapping on the court's floor, tap...tap...tap was the dull sound it made. He could hear Kagami's breathing, deep and heavy, the tension between them unbearable. But he didn't mind any of these; his blue eyes were solely focused on the pair of russet ones staring right back at him.
"Are you going to move some time today?", Daiki challenged.
Kagami's eyes cringed at the corners as he smirked. He said nothing though, his breathing didn't change. Only his stance shifted a little bit to the right. Catching this subtle alteration, Daiki readjusted his own position, taking half a step to the right. Shit, it was so exhilarating to play one-on-one with Kagami. Even though it drained all of his physical energy and left him with sore muscles the next morning, it was one of the most satisfying activities he could do in his free time. And the best part was that Kagami was always up for a session. All Daiki had to do was ask.
"You hold the ball for too long, Kagami," the blue-haired man said. Not that he cared, really. He just wanted something to happen. The suspense was killing him.
"You might as well try to steal it from me," the redhead taunted, quirking one of his red eyebrows.
That's what I'm about to do!, Daiki thought to himself in triumph and lunged forward, trying to knock the ball out of Kagami's grip, only to fail miserably. The red-haired man turned on his feel, effectively avoiding Daiki's attack and quickly ran towards the hoop. Daiki snorted at how gullible he was - it was more than obvious Kagami had waited for him to pull a stunt like that - but it was not over yet. He ran after his rival, reaching him at the time when Kagami had jumped for the dunk.
"Not so fast!", he barked in amusement, leaping in the air and finally pushing the ball out of Kagami's hand.
"Shit!", Kagami cursed in frustration as soon as they landed, "How the fuck!"
Daiki smirked saucily, wiping the rivers of sweat rolling down his temples and cheeks. "You're a hundred years too early to fool me with my own tricks, Kagami."
The other man scowled deeply but didn't say anything. He simply stomped towards the abandoned ball, bent over to pick it up then threw it at Daiki's direction, who of course caught it without trouble. Although he would never admit it out loud, Kagami was a great challenge, greater than Kise who had managed to copy some of his own moves. Kagami was much stronger than the blond, more intimidating, his rhythm fluctuating and unpredictable. Daiki could never guess the redhead's next move when it came to basketball.
He loved it.
Daiki spinned the ball on his finger before he dropped it to the floor, let it bounce back up to his palm, then pushed it down once more. He waited for Kagami to walk closer to him and take his stance before he started dribbling seriously. Daiki crouched low and caught the ball in his hands, watching as Kagami moved leaned in to block him but because of that, Daiki dribbled the ball once, twice, thrice, and then, after Kagami shifted again to stop his advance, he went straight for a formless shoot.
"Shit!", Kagami cursed, caught entirely off-guard and leaped in the air, blocking Aomine's shoot. Expecting that, the blue-haired man reacted fast and re-captured the red sphere before it went out of boarders, then run his way towards the hoop with the redhead right on his tail. They whirled around each other until they ended up with Daiki under the hoop, crouching down and ready to throw and Kagami marking him from the behind, his body tantalizingly close. So close that his thick quadriceps aligned perfectly with the back of Daiki's thighs.
Daiki glanced over his shoulder only to see the red-haired man smirking. That bastard. He was doing it on purpose. "Quit this, Bakagami," he chuckled in amusement.
"You can't make me."
Right, left, tap...tap... Daiki lost his balance for a split of moment but in the end he jumped and managed to make the to the hoop. He could hear Kagami laughing when he landed and he turned around, whacking the idiot at the back of his head. "The things you do to win."
Kagami smirked and his fingers clenched around the from of Daiki's tank-top, pulling the other man closer. "I wasn't doing anything. Your dirty mind decided things on its own."
The blue-haired man grinned at the other's cockiness, cupping the back of Kagami's head with both hands, his fingers idly toying with the short strands on the nape of his rival's neck. "So you weren't rubbing yourself all over my backside," he said, their faces mere inches apart, "Right?"
The redhead had the audacity to bite Aomine's bottom lip and gently tug it. "Maybe I was," he whispered, "Maybe I wasn't. Who knows?"
"You piece of shit," Daiki snickered and made sure the distance between their faces existed no more.
Ah, yes. That's the stuff. On one hand, Daiki was able to play basketball with the awesomest player he had ever encountered who was, at the same time, a rather close friend and a fuck-buddy. Around three and a half weeks had passed ever since Daiki had talked things through with the redhead and they came into to mutual consent to turn their relationship into a sexier one. They did some things, kissing, touching, jerking each other off almost every day but at the same time, the hung out and played one-on-one and argued and punched each other, just like they did before.
It made Daiki...happy. Complete. It was something new, something he hadn't done before and it was somehow refreshing. He liked it a lot. It didn't hurt that the redhead he was sharing all these moments with. Kagami was an oddly cool and incredibly sexy guy, he knew what he liked and what not, always willing to try new things, yet he still remained the same idiot Daiki wanted to punch in the face. They had fun together, laughing, playing, hooking up. A lot of fun. And Kagami seemed more relaxed around him than he had been before. Daiki attributed this to the great sex they had. Well, not exactly sex because they hadn't gone all the way, but they made each other come, so it was kinda like sex.
Come to think of it, they had never talked about penetrative sex but that didn't really matter because Daiki never felt the necessity to get inside of Kagami or vice versa. Kagami himself hadn't really showed any interest in it either. Grinding and jerking each other off sufficed. But the truth was, Daiki had started to want more. Not necessarily to fuck Kagami but he so wanted Kagami's mouth on his dick. Like, he needed that shit there. Urgently. That desire grew on him a few days prior, when he saw Kagami sucking and licking one of those rainbow-colored lollipops a Girl Scout sold to him, while he was on his stomach and writing an essay on his laptop for school. Daiki was also busy writing a project for his history class - yes of course he had taken history. It had been his best subject back in the school days - but his attention was constantly attracted by the lewd smacking sound Kagami made as he devoured the lucky thing. It made him wonder how Kagami's mouth would feel all wrapped around and sucking on his dick, and just the thought gave him shivers and a boner to mind.
Maybe I'll ask him tonight, Aomine mused while he devoured the redhead's mouth with all his might, his fingers tightening around red tresses, I wonder how he'll react.
Kagami was the one to first break the kiss. "That's enough," he said, pulling away and glancing around nervously, "We are in public."
Daiki bent over and picked up the ball which had rolled to his feet. "You're right," he agreed and started to walk towards their backpacks. Not that he minded what other people thought of him, yet Daiki didn't want to give reasons for other people to mind his own business. Dealing with people and their stupid opinions, whether they were good or bad, was troublesome and the blue-haired man wanted to avoid it at all costs.
"Oi, where are you going?"
Daiki stopped on his tracks and gave the redhead a baffled expression over his shoulder. "I'm going to gather my shit."
Kagami's red eyebrows furrowed. "What, we're done? Not yet! I haven't won a single time!"
"Kagami I'm fuckin' beat," Daiki huffed, shoving the ball into his bag, "We've been playing since noon and the sun has set already."
The redhead blinked in confusion and glanced at the sky, his eyes widening in shock when he saw that Daiki was indeed right and the sun was indeed gone for the day. However, who said that could stop him? He was Kagami fucking Taiga. He simply stomped his way up to Daiki and started complaining. "But we just started!"
"Kagami for God's sake," Daiki snorted, shrugging his backpack on his shoulder, "I am tired, sweaty and hungry. Just let me be, you freaking monster. We'll play tomorrow."
"But I have work tomorrow!"
"Then the day after tomorrow."
"But..!", the redhead began again but then sighed in defeat. He knew he wouldn't win an argument of this sort. "Fine," he grunted and glared heatedly at the blunet, "But this is not over!"
"Just hurry up and gather your shit! Jeez," Daiki barked back, his hunger not doing anything to hold his already short temper.
Thankfully Kagami got his shit together fast and soon, they were walking back to their dorm, bickering about what kind of food they were going to have for dinner; Kagami wanted burgers - of course - while Daiki hadn't had Chinese take out in a while and he craved for some. But just like they always did, they passed from both Burger King and the Chinese take out, each one taking his own huge amount of food. Kagami got more than Daiki, as always. To be honest, Kagami's appetite amazed and at the same time, scared Daiki. The redhead could eat double the amount that he could. Where the hell did he put all these calories? True, Kagami was a little more buff than he was but he was by no means fat. Actually, Daiki was positive that there was an ounce of unnecessary fat in the man's body.
"I'm taking the shower first!", Kagami shouted as soon as they stepped in their room.
"Like hell!", was Daiki's instant reaction.
This always happened. Every single time after they had one-on-one matches. Both of them would carefully leave their food on the floor, then race to the bathroom, stripping and hitting each other while trying to stop one another from advancing further. But it always ended the same way; a couple of bruises later, the two would end up in the shower, together and washing each other's backs. Or simply shower. Or make out. Or all three at once. Oh yeah, they could. Don't challenge the power of two grown-ass men in a narrow space.
"So Kagami, I was thinking," the blue-haired man started after they both had calmed down and catered to their wounds. He was washing Kagami's back, spreading their shared shower gel over the man's broads shoulders. It was distracting. Very distracting. But he had a favor to ask. "Like, I've been meaning to ask you for a long time..."
"Just spit it out Aomine," Kagami snorted while washing the red tresses in his head.
Daiki bit his lower lip and took a deep breath. It wasn't as easy to ask as he had initially thought. "Well, to put it simply," he sighed, "Will you suck me off?"
Kagami's fingers stopped and his head slowly turned until brown eyes locked with blue. The silence between them stretched, the spraying water the only thing making some sort of noise. Daiki waited patiently, even though his stomach was tumbling in anticipation.
A few moments later, Kagami was shaking his head, turning his head forwards again. "Oh hell no."
Daiki had expected many answers, he had even thought of Kagami punching him in the face, yet, such blatant decline, he hadn't expected. "Ouch, that's kinda harsh," he muttered bitterly, "Why not?"
"Because I don't want to."
"Why?"
"Well, if I asked you the same question so suddenly what would you say?", Kagami said calmly, stepping under the spraying water to wash the soap away from his head, "Would you say yes?"
Daiki opened his mouth but closed it quickly. Well, Kagami was right. Daiki had been too absorbed in thinking about himself that he forgot to think how the redhead would feel. "You're right."
Kagami gave him a sideways smirk and turned the water off. "Now that we have this cleared up," he said, "Let's eat some food!"
"Can we watch basketball on your laptop?"
"Sure!"
Although it still kinda hurt that Kagami had said no to him so easily, Daiki wasn't the type to mule over things. Kagami didn't want to do it yet. That was fine. He would come around at some point. Or so Daiki hoped.
They both dried and dressed up after their bath, Kagami in a pair of boxers and a tank top and Daiki in his pj bottoms, more than eager to eat some food and watch some basketball. Daiki's two out of three favorite things - the third one being sex. They sat on the floor - Kagami forced them to sit on the floor every time because he couldn't stand crumbs on his bed, the anal freak - and devoured the food as soon as the game started.
The whole situation was so natural that it felt like some sort of routine. Daiki liked it. Although he might not looked like it, Daiki liked some sort of rhythm in his life, a rhythm he had found as soon as he found Kagami in America... No scratch that. Even back in high school, it was Kagami brought him back to his rhythm, when he yanked him down from his high horse and offered to be his friend and basketball buddy.
Daiki glanced at his friend, roommate and rival who was, as always, buried into a large-ass hamburger and he caught himself smiling a little. Kagami was... He was so amazing. Daiki must have been staring for a little too long because at some point, the redhead turned to look at him, confused. "Something's wrong?"
"No," the blunet shook his head, returning in his chow mein hastily, feeling like a complete idiot for getting caught red-handed, "I was just thinking about something."
Kagami smirked teasingly. "I'm sorry for your poor brain."
The stupidly mean statement only earned the red-haired man a hard smack at the back of his head. He choked on his bite but simply laughed it off and continued munching down his food. Well, that was only because Kagami was eating and he was at a state of calm bliss, otherwise, Daiki would probably have a black eye already.
That was how they spent the rest of the evening; eating and watching basketball. They discussed the teams' play, the players and commented on their progress or regress, then they stopped again to watch another game.
At some point, the redhead sitting next to him started yawning. "Fuck, I'm beat," Kagami groaned and stretched his back, "I'm going ta bed."
"Sure," Daiki said quickly but he wasn't done yet. He wanted to propose another request, since his first request had been denied so fiercely. "Say Kagami," he added, attracting that pair of almost red eyes on him, "Can I borrow your laptop?"
Kagami frowned, eyeing him in suspicion. "For what?"
Daiki shrugged. "To watch porn."
The redhead's face went slack within a few seconds. "Why," he deadpanned. It wasn't a question.
"Well, I'm horny. If you had agreed to suck my dick, we wouldn't be having this conversation right now."
"I meant why watch porn on my laptop, idiot," Kagami snapped and thumbed the blunet's forehead, "You have your own."
Daiki rubbed the sore spot Bakagami had abused and he scowled at his friend. "Mine is slow and gets stuck over everything."
"Then get a new laptop."
"Oh come on! Don't be stingy!"
Kagami facepalmed and huffed in indignation. "Okay, shut up!", he quipped, rolling his eyes when Daiki grinned triumphantly, "But put headphones on. I wanna sleep."
"Yes!", the blunet cheered, grabbing the laptop and jumping on his bed, "Thanks, Kagami!"
As Daiki started typing one of his favorite porn sites on the URL section, he didn't miss Kagami's roll of eyes while the redhead tried to stand up. And because he didn't miss a subtle action like that, he didn't miss Kagami's sudden hiss of pain as soon as he finally got on his feet. The blue-haired man immediately turned his head to see what was going on, only to see Kagami limping his way towards his own bed and dropping his entire weight on the mattress.
"Oi, what happened?", the blunet asked, a little concerned. Kagami was never the one to complain about pain.
The redhead didn't look at him. He only frowned and rubbed his calves with his big hands. "It's nothing," he muttered.
Daiki closed the laptop's screen and sat up. "It's clearly something," he said as he got off the bed and approached his friend, "Tell me where it hurts."
"Aomine it's okay," the redhead insisted, "I just had a cramp because I strained my legs too much on our match today. I'll sleep and it'll be okay."
It was Daiki's turn to roll his eyes and facepalm. He couldn't believe this idiot. He really couldn't believe him. Why on earth would he strain himself up to this point of getting cramps over nothing? It was really admirable how bad Kagami wanted to play and win against him but that was just taking it overboard! "Can you stop injuring yourself," he gritted angrily, "We have practice tomorrow and coach will shove his fist up my ass as well because I listened to you and dragged the one-on-one for so long!"
"Blah, blah, blah, shut the hell up!", Kagami barked, glaring daggers at the other, "I'll just say that I practiced too hard, okay? I won't say your name. Now leave me alone."
Of course he wouldn't leave him alone. Not when the only person whom he could play against was injured. Daiki wasn't that type of person. "Lie down," he muttered quietly.
"What?"
"I said lie down," Daiki repeated a little louder, pushing on the redhead's shoulders to make his point clearer. Although puzzled, Kagami did as he was told and comfortably laid on his bed, his head plopping down on the fluffy pillows. With a sigh, Daiki kneeled on the other's bed and nestled between the redhead's bent legs. They stared at each other for a while before Daiki snorted in indignation. Kagami was stupid sometimes. "Give me the warming ointment Bakagami, I'll give you a massage."
Russet eyes widened. "For real?!"
"Yeah," Daiki huffed, "Since you don't seem to care about yourself enough, I'll do it for you. Now pass me the thing."
Kagami looked as excited as ever at the prospect of getting Daiki's special treatment and that made the blunet snort in amusement. The redhead was such a kid at times. A kid at a candy store. He was even smiling when he gave Aomine the ointment, then plopped back on his pillows, sighing deeply in appreciation. Daiki shook his head and took off the cap, dipping his fingers in the thick cream, gathering the proper amount before he spread it on the redhead's skin. He sat back on his haunches and placed Kagami's heel on his shoulder for further access before he started molding the hard flesh. Holy shit, Kagami indeed had no ounce of unnecessary fat on his body. Not even his calves. The flesh was round and smooth - because Kagami shaved regularly, something that Daiki made fun of almost every day - but it was hard like a rock.
"This is kinda weird. The position I mean," Kagami's voice cut through the thick silence that had settled between them. Daiki glanced at him, his face serious.
"That should be my line," he retorted, "I'm the one having your smelly feet in my face."
"Shut up, I just took a shower," Kagami grinned teasingly and folded his arms under his head, "Besides, it feels too good to mind the awkwardness."
Daiki dropped Kagami's leg from his shoulder, dipped his fingers in the ointment again, his eyes never leaving the redhead's. "Leg," he grunted, meaning that he wanted Kagami's other leg on his shoulder the very same way the previous one was. The redhead obviously understood the request but that didn't mean he wanted to carry it out the same way Aomine meant it. The little bastard lifted his leg from the mattress and went to adjust it over Daiki's shoulder but the last minute, he changed his mind and decided to simply shove his foot in the blue-haired man's face.
"Gah!", Daiki yelped in shock, quickly grasping the redhead's ankle while at the same time flinching away from the attacking appendage as fast as possible. He scowled at his stupid friend, "What the fuck, Kagami?!"
It would be unnecessary to mention that Kagami was nearly pissing himself laughing. He had tipped his head backwards and clutched his stomach, his loud laughter dominating over everything silent in this world, something that irritated Daiki further. Blue eyes closed and one blue eyebrow ticked dangerously. "I'll kill you," the blunet hissed venomously.
"Oh Lord, oh Lord!", Kagami wheezed and coughed through the fits of laughter, "You should have seen -hahahaha!- you should have seen your face! Fucking priceless!"
Daiki wanted to be mad. He really, really wanted to be mad. But seeing Kagami like this, his big smile, with tears rolling down his cheeks, he couldn't really bring himself to be mad. After all, Kagami was such a dork. And an idiot. Of course he would do something like that and then laugh as if there was nothing wrong with it. Shit, was he getting soft?
Still, Daiki wanted to appear a little irritated at least. He didn't want the redhead to think he could do whatever he pleased and get away with it! "Kagami," he gritted threateningly, "I swear to God, if you don't stop fuckin' laughing at this moment, I'll kick yer ass then go to bed, ya hear me?"
"Okay, okay!", Kagami hushed him between forcefully swallowed chuckles, "Jeez, can't you take a joke?"
"No I can't," Daiki snapped, positioning the other properly on his shoulder, his creamed-up fingers spreading the thing on the skin again before he started kneading, "Now please let me do my job, I wanna go watch some porn, jack off then sleep."
The stupid redhead lifted his hands in the air but the amusement in his eyes couldn't be hidden. "Aight, aight! Touché!"
"Kagami..."
"Sorry! Sorry!"
Daiki glared at his chuckling friend but went down to business again. Fucking idiot, he grumbled to himself and he kept mentally grumbling until something else attracted his attention. At first, he thought of it as a figment of his imagination but he soon realized that it was true; Kagami was indeed nudging his thigh with his other free foot because he had been oh-so-not-very-subtly running that thing up and down Aomine's quadricep. Daiki glanced at the little scene happening then back up at his roommate. "What now?"
"See, I was thinking," Kagami drawled and that change in his voice didn't go unnoticed by the blunet, "Since you've been so nice to me, maybe I returned the favor."
Daiki's fingers had stopped moving, his ears perking up in interest. He liked where this was going. He really did. Kagami's returns of favors were one of a kind. "How?"
"Mhm," the redhead hummed in a very seductive manner and retrieved his leg before he sat up, leaning closer to the blue-haired man to kiss his neck while his hand replaced the foot on Daiki's thigh. "The thing you asked me in the shower?"
Oh God, oh God, oh God. Daiki's eyes rolled closed and he shuddered in anticipation as Kagami tongued and nipped at his pulse point. "What about it?"
That sinful mount found his ear and Daiki forced himself to keep quiet as Kagami's bed-voice caressed the shit out of it. Shit, the man had a killer voice in bed. Deep and husky, velvety as if made out of satin. That voice can tempt Jesus in a desert, I swear.
"How about, I satisfy that request?"
The grin that spread on Daiki's face was very similar to a Cheshire Cat's. He couldn't believe his luck. He couldn't believe how far a little bit of thoughtfulness could take him. Shit, Kagami was going to suck his dick. He had to make sure the redhead wasn't talking shit to rile him up, though. "Kagami," he croaked and swallowed around the excited lump in his throat, "Are you for real?"
"Mhm," the redhead hummed and slowly pulled away. Their gazes met and Kagami continued, "I don't promise miracles though," he said, "It's my first time doing it."
Shit, he was going to get his dick sucked by Kagami and it was Kagami's first time? Ayeeee. Daiki flashed a smile at his friend and squeezed reassuringly his shoulder. "I don't give a shit about that."
Kagami gave him a grateful smile and quirked one of his eyebrows. "Then get on your back. Chop-chop."
The speed with which Daiki jumped on his back was faster than the speed of light. Holy shit he was ready for this. He was so ready for this. He was fucking born ready.
Daiki fussed around with the pillows, placing themunder his back so that he was in a half-sitting, half-laying position, his long legs loosely bent and spread wide enough for Kagami to fit in between. Said redhead, however, didn't move. He simple gave Daiki a hot stare, his eyes roaming freely all over the blunet's naked torso while he bit his lower lip at the same time. It made the blue-haired man feel hot at the center of his stomach and quiver from his core. Damn Kagami was sexy.
"So you're just gonna stare at me?", he asked, his voice hoarse and almost strained. He wanted this bad, don't blame him.
Kagami let out a sigh and reached for the hem of his tank top, pulling the cloth off of him in a maddening slow pace. But it wasn't something to complain about. No, definitely no. Because as the red-haired man moved his arms, all these chiseled muscles on his torso slowly revealed themselves, oiling Daiki's inner fire further. Shit, Kagami was giving him a show.
The blue-haired male reached out to touch his crotch and readjust himself in his pants but he didn't manage to do anything else because Kagami's large hand was on his wrist. "Don't touch yourself," he murmured softly, giving Daiki a severe case of goosebumps.
Holy shit, how could a mere voice have such effect on me?
"So touch me already," Daiki breathed, forgoing with not appearing too desperate.
A small smile lifted the edges of the redhead's lips and he nodded, crawling up towards the blunet and connecting their lips. It was slow and very deep, wet and loud and it did all the right things to steal Daiki's breath away within a couple of moments. At the same time, Kagami's large, calloused hands traced his naked torso, traveling down to the waistband of his pj bottoms and wrapping around the elastic. He briefly pulled away from the blue-haired man and sat back on his haunches, carefully peeling off the pants and throwing them to a random direction in their room. Then, he lost no time kissing Daiki again.
Ah, that was so much better than the prospect of watching porn and simply masturbate and Daiki couldn't believe his luck. Having Kagami on top of him, kissing him as if it was the last time he would be able to use his mouth while the blunet fingered the soft, still moist red tresses and subtly grinding up his hips was indeed the greatest thing he could be doing at that hour. It aroused him. And he could feel Kagami hardening against him too.
"Ah," the redhead moaned and bit his lower lip fiercely. His hips started moving against Daiki's with greater zeal. "Shit, I'm so turned on right now."
Daiki smirked saucily and massaged the other's shoulders. "I can tell," he whispered, "You're nearly piercing my pelvis."
Kagami chuckled and planted a wet kiss on the blue-haired man's neck. "Says the guy who gets hard by just a kiss," that sinful voice drawled I his ear, nearly sending Daiki into a fit. Kagami sucked his earlobe and hummed in satisfaction. "Mm, but either way, I'll take good take of you."
It was a miracle how Daiki didn't whine. "Please," he breathed instead.
From then on, Kagami went down to business seriously. He molested Daiki's neck to his heart's content before he trailed lower, kissing the blunet's chest and sucking his nipples lovingly, licking every single one of the indentations of Daiki's abdomen, coursing over the Adonis lines until he ended up laving on a protruding hip bone. But the sexy redhead didn't stop there; he skipped the very obvious bulge that had form in the blue-haired man's boxer briefs and nuzzled Daiki's inner thigh, placing open-mouthed kisses on the sensitive skin.
Shit, it felt too good. It was something Daiki had never felt before in his life. His skin was tingling, his breathing labored and deep, his erection literally dripping and he could feel his heart tap-dancing on his tongue. What the hell was this little devil doing to him? And it only got worse because Kagami kneeled between his legs, picking up one of them and kissing the blunet behind the knee.
"Ah!", Daiki moaned quietly and shifted as Kagami licked a trail down his calve, "You like using yer mouth, don'cha?"
That lethal mouth stopped moving just above Daiki's ankle and Kagami gave him a sly smile. "Definitely," he husked, kissing the blunet's ankle tenderly, "One day I'll run my tongue all over your body, I swear. You taste so good."
That was somehow extremely flattering and Daiki felt his chest swell with male pride. "C'mere, you," he almost whispered, opening his arms wide for the other male to fit in. Losing no time, Kagami was answering the call, reconnecting their lips and kissing the living lights out of the blue-haired man. Holy shit, Kagami is so intense tonight. What the hell had gotten into him?
"Kagami," he murmured breathlessly, pushing his fingers in red tresses and massaging the scalp, "Please."
A needy sound left the other man's throat but Kagami nodded and pulled away, his fingers quickly found the elastic band of Daiki's underwear and tugged the material away. At that point in their sexy times, Daiki always felt the slight urge to cover himself. No, don't get the wrong idea, he wasn't embarrassed about his body or anything - after all there wasn't something about his body Kagami hadn't seen already. It was Kagami and his almost predatory gaze that made every fiber of his body convulse in anticipation. Daiki felt like the prey. The lucky prey that was about to be devoured by the big tiger.
Kagami's hands clasped around his waist, strong thumbs rubbing circles on the skin there. "You're a lucky motherfucker, you realize that?", the redhead drawled with a smirk.
"The luckiest actually," Daiki retorted and shuddered when Kagami started kissing around the base of his erection. "Stop being a tease."
One red eyebrow rose tauntingly. "Oh really?", Kagami asked, his long fingers finally wrapping around Daiki's needy manhood and giving it a gentle stroke, "I don't think you're in any position to tell me what to do right now."
Daiki grasped a fistful of sheets and gritted his teeth. As much as he wanted to talk back, Kagami was right; he shouldn't be talking. Ah, the sacrifices he made to get one blowjob. Kagami understood his temporary admitted defeat and he smirked. "That's a good boy."
"Don't push your luck," the blunet snapped with as much heat as the situation let him.
Kagami chuckled and winked at him saucily. "Calm down and relax," he husked, "You won't be able to enjoy it otherwise." And with that, the redhead dragged the flat of his tongue all over the underside of the blue-haired man's erection.
Daiki's mind went blank and he gritted his teeth, his fingers tightening around Kagami's sheets as the little bastard kept laving at his love rod. It wasn't enough. Holy shit, it wasn't enough. But Daiki knew that Kagami was just teasing the shit out of him. He could see it in his russet eyes, the very same eyes that hadn't left his face, not once. Don't give in yet, Daiki, he encouraged himself, Don't give in.
"I'm a little disappointed," Kagami sighed after a while of silence. The blunet frowned.
"What's the matter?"
The redhead gave him a sideways smirk while he jerked him off slowly. "See, since your skin is darker than normal, I had hoped you'd taste something like... I don't know, chocolate?"
Daiki couldn't believe his ears. "Are you for real," he deadpanned.
"I'm just playing, Ahomine."
"Oh thank God. I wouldn't be able to handle it if you turned out to be so stupid."
"You were too quiet and serious," Kagami said, "I don't like having quiet and serious sex with you."
Daiki frowned in confusion. What the hell was the idiot talking about? "Just keep going, Bakagami," he huffed, "If you don't do anything, how am I supposed to comment on it?"
Kagami pondered on it. "You're right," he nodded in the end, "I just wanted to tease you a little."
"Yeah I figured."
A sheepish smile. "Don't be mad."
Blue eyes rolled. "Just shut up, for God's sake."
"Okay, okay, sorry."
The red-haired man finally stopped talking and got the matters in his hands, quite literally. He stroke Daiki's dick a few times before his tongue swirled around the head. The blue-haired man's hips twitched impatiently and his fingers unclasped from the sheets only to delve into red tresses. Their gazes locked when that sinful mouth finally wrapped around him and a shaky sigh left Daiki's lips. Finally. Fucking finally.
"Shit," the blunet hissed as Kagami took more of him in his mouth, until half of his dick had disappeared in the man's mouth. Then Kagami slowly made to pull away but his teeth briefly scrapped the sides, making Daiki jump. "Watch your teeth."
The redhead let him go almost instantly, his eyes full of concern. "Sorry."
"No, it's okay," Daiki smiled reassuringly, tenderly touching Kagami's cheek with his other hand, "Yer doing well."
Although Daiki wasn't sure how he was so supportive but he was so glad that he was. Kagami worked better like that. He looked happier, if the thankful smile he flashed at the blunet was any indication. Daiki promised that he would start being more considerate towards Kagami from now on because, for one thing, Kagami deserved it and secondly, it earner him treats. Like, for example, Kagami taking him in his mouth once more and slowly bobbing his head. It was rather awkward in the beginning, as Kagami was obviously unfamiliar with how it was supposed to be done but after a while of practice and Daiki's thoughtful guidance, the redhead got the hang of it and managed to make Daiki's toes curl. The man had his eyes closed in bliss and he was even humming in satisfaction, the vibrations from his deep voice nearly making Daiki come undone.
"Holy shit," the blunet gasped, his fingers tightening around Kagami's hair, "Holy shit, babe, it's so good. You're excellent."
And just when he said that, Kagami pulled away to grin confidently. "Excellent huh?", he murmured sexily, "I think I can live up to that." And with that, he went lower, his warm tongue licking a trail on Daiki's nuts.
It would be unnecessary to say that the blue-haired man jumped and outright moaned. "Oh shit, you can't be serious!" When Kagami sucked one of the hanging sacs gently in his mouth, he chuckled a shuddering breath. "Oh my God, he's serious. Fuck."
Kagami snickered and let the sensitive skin go with a loud, lewd plop. "Still excellent?"
"Fuck that, you're perfect," Daiki shuddered. Kagami smirked and planted a chaste kiss on the head of his dick.
"That's what I wanna hear," he husked, "Now let's make you come, shall we?"
Oh and he did. He fucking did it. Kagami went down on him as if he was making his way down town, walking fast, faces passed and he was home bound. The red head moved up and down and up and down, his large hand stroking the length his mouth couldn't handle, the pace picking up and up until Daiki's back was arching like a fucking bow and his breaths came out in hitched moans. "Oh God, oh God, oh God! Kagami I'm..!"
Daiki didn't manage to finish his sentence because the orgasm hit him fucking hard. Really hard. His body tingled, his core throbbed and all of a sudden, his eyes filled with milliards of stars. Little, tiny flashing lights, blinking at him and he felt very tempted to grin at them. Instead, he facepalmed with both hands and rubbed his eyes, groaning in satisfaction as he felt Kagami still going at it, slower this time, the strokes longer, as if he wanted to squeeze out every last drop of his seed.
"Kagami...", he whispered, "Holy shit..."
"I fried your brains, huh?", the bastard snickered and Daiki felt lips on his chest, which made him open his eyes again. Kagami was smirking at him, licking his lips. Suspicious, Daiki glanced down at his shrinking erection and it slowly dawned on him.
"Did you..." He cleared his throat, catching Kagami's eyes. "Did you swallow?" Kagami's smile told him what he needed to know. The blue-haired man groaned and facepalmed again. "You're perfection."
"Thanks," shrugged the other playfully, "So you'll kiss me now, won't ya?"
Daiki didn't hesitate; he cupped the redhead's face and crushed their lips together, prying Kagami's lips open in a deep kiss. He could definitely taste himself on the other's tongue, that bitter and a little salty aftertaste that would have normally disgusted him but since it mixed with Kagami...he didn't mind it at all.
They reluctantly pulled away to breathe, Kagami's hot heaves on his lips were Daiki's new favorite thing. "I didn't think you'd actually kiss me."
"Right now I'm so high I'd do anything you asked me," Daiki blurted out, fingering the short tresses on Kagami's nape. The redhead chuckled.
"Well I'd like to get off."
Blue eyes darted to the obvious tent in the other's boxers, then he caught Kagami's gaze again. "What can I do?"
"You? Just lay on your back and I'll jerk off on you."
Although it sounded sexy as hell, Daiki wanted to make sure that it was what the redhead wanted to do. "You sure?"
"Definitely."
It didn't take too long; Kagami just straddled Daiki's hips and lowered his boxers enough for his hard length to spring free, wrapped his fingers around it and started stroking. It was slow at first but he quickly picked up the pace, his breaths quivering, his teeth scraping on his lower lip relentlessly. Daiki watched avidly, as it was one of the few times Kagami had given him a show like that to remember, lazily stroking the redhead's strong thighs. Russet eyes locked with dark blue and Kagami grinned. "You're enjoying this, don't you."
No, it wasn't a question. Daiki's smirk surfaced. "You're giving me a show, of course I enjoy it."
"Heh," the other chuckled and leaned in to connect their lips momentarily, "You're such a voyeur."
"And you're a fucking exhibitionist."
Kagami laughed and kissed him again. "I guess that's why we're perfect match when it comes to sex."
Daiki cupped the other's face and they shared a heady kiss. "Yeah we are." In many more ways than just sex, Daiki thought to himself, but kept it to himself too.
It wasn't the right time for this.
Kagami came soon after that, his loud moans muffled by Daiki's mouth, his body was quivering in the blunet's arms. So incredible. Daiki wasn't even involved in the act and he caught himself panting, sharing breaths with the big man above him.
"Oh God," the redhead shuddered and glanced between their stomachs, "Shit, I made a mess."
"It's cool," Daiki retorted and reached for the tissues on Kagami's bedside table, "Clean up."
The redhead paused and lifted his body up, his eyes raking Daiki's dirty torso and a goofy smile lifting the edges of his lips. God damn, Kagami became such a stupid idiot after he orgasmed. It was adorable. "My come looks good on you," the same idiot said, "Next time let me come on your face."
That sounded oddly sexy to Daiki but he wouldn't admit it out loud. Instead, he snorted and waved the white tissue in front of the other's face. "Just clean me up."
Kagami frowned while retrieving the tissue. "You're not taking a shower?"
"Nah," Daiki shrugged, "I'm too tired to even move." He groaned and stretched. "Let alone take a shower."
"I thought you didn't like smelling like the people you had sex," Kagami muttered while finishing cleaning up. Daiki paused and gave the redhead a baffled look. No, he was indeed baffled. What was Kagami talking about?
But then, as he repeated the words in his head, it slowly started making sense. Indeed, when he had sex with Kagami, he didn't shower. Well, he liked Kagami's scent and he didn't mind if it was on him... Not that he would ever admit something so gay out loud but anyway. "Well," he sighed, "I live with you, thus I always smell like you." When Kagami free-threw the dirty tissue into their shared trash can, Daiki chuckled and opened his arms wide. "Now come to me."
The redhead grinned in amusement but complied to the other's request and quickly buried his face in Daiki's neck, throwing one of his long legs over the blunet's. "Who would have thought you were a cuddler."
"I ain't a cuddler," Daiki snorted and nuzzled the fresh-smelling, red locks, "Your bed is just small as fuck and I'm too big to fit in with you."
A warm breath tickled his ear when Kagami snickered sleepily. "Sure," he yawned and snuggled closer, "Now switch off the lights, I'm beat."
As soon as Kagami finished his sentence, soft snores reached Daiki's ear, making the blunet frown. Is he for real? He fell asleep? Daiki chuckled and shook his head, reaching out to the light switch next to Kagami's bed and soon, darkness enveloped the small room. The blue-haired man sighed a deep breath and let his body relax under Kagami's inviting heat, quickly drifting off to a peaceful slumber, unaware of the stupid grin he had on his face.
What an adorable idiot, Kagami was.
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*blood splatters from nose in torrents* Erhem, thanks for reading! I had so much fun writing this chapter, you have no idea. Yay for the plot. So much plot. Now I'm gonna go calm down or else I'll drown in OTP feels.
Feel free to let me know your thoughts on this!
Queen.