Week 3, Day 3: Trust

Pushing his hands in sweaty, sky-blue locks, Aomine kissed Kuroko's temple in reassurance. He understood that what he had asked for was a lot, and Kuroko would probably feel very uncomfortable, but the dark-skinned man hoped he could get away with it.

"Daiki, do you really want to do this?" Aomine's cheeks flushed in embarrassment, but when he saw the open trust in his lover's wide eyes, all doubt receded.

"I just-" He stuttered, unable to really say anything. Kuroko closed his eyes, and leaned into Aomine's side. Lips soft and tongue moist, he licked the taller man's ear, sending goose bumps down his spine.

"I trust you."

Lying down, Kuroko put his hands out for Aomine to do what he wanted. Now with a knot in his throat, the taller man gulped as a surge of arousal shot down his stomach. He opened the night stand next to the bed, and with slightly trembling hands, took out the handcuffs he had especially bought for this situation.

Placing them on his lover's hands, both of their breathing turned erratic and loud as total control was handed to the bigger male. Aomine put one of his hands on Kuroko's wrists and pushed them above his head. "You ready?"

Kuroko's cheeks tinted red, and with a slight nod of head, Aomine snapped them shut. Staring at his lover, with his alabaster skin, sky-blue hair and cerulean eyes, pink lips that were begging for his love, a lovingly pale neck, Aomine had the beastly urge to fuck Kuroko raw.

Breath heavy and heart pounding, the man kissed his neck, pulling at Kuroko's hair to gain access, eliciting a small gasp from his lover. Desiring to mark him, to prove that the gorgeous man belonged to him, he bit down as hard as he could without drawing blood.

An almost inaudible moan escaped the pale man's lips, but to Aomine's over-sensitive ears, it was like a scream of pleasure. "You like that, Tetsu?" Not checking to see if he answered, the dark-skinned man grabbed his lover's buttocks and raised them, making sure to have Kuroko's puckered and prepared little hole accessible to his mouth.

"Dai-" His words cut off as Aomine inserted his tongue. Throwing his head back, he bit his lip in an attempt to not scream, but as the taller man continued, it became almost impossible to do so. His hands tied and his legs spread apart, Kuroko's eyes darkened in a haze of lust, and soon he was chanting Aomine's name as his stomach coiled. Pressure in his belly, brought on by the endless pleasure he was receiving, the man's gaps and moan started increasing in strength and frequency until it was too much.

"Daiki!" Kuroko whispered desperately, his eyes rolling into the back of his head, and his body tensing as he released. Afterwards, he slumped on the bed panting, content even if he had all his cum on his stomach.

Aomine wasn't done, though, far from it.

"Now, it's my turn."

I did say this fic was M for a reason, and that'd we'd be getting to that part soon. I'm on time for once!