Hello everyone, in case I do not update before Christmas - Happy early merry Christmas! and we are back to the lemons today. Tbh, I don't feel the lemons are not bringing much substance to this story so it will be a lot fewer from now on. Enjoy !

WIFEY

It's night-time, and we're still staying in Akashi's mansion for the rest of the weekend even though we found out that Akashi's fiancée was only marrying him for his money, and Akashi knows. What a terrible way to end the night. I'm not sure how we can carry on, acting as if we know nothing and to continue celebrating the engagement. I mean, what's going to happen tomorrow? There's even a list of events arranged... horse riding...and also a friendly basketball game (in which Aomine was teamed with Murasakibara and Kuroko, whilst Akashi was with Kise and Kagami). Midorima was left out the picture because he'd reserved that time slot due to Oha Asa's fortune show, and also to go out and buy his lucky item.

With one crutch, I stepped out of the deluxe bathroom suite of the room which me and Aomine were sharing only to see Aomine sitting at the edge of the huge bed, eyeing me the moment I exited. "Hm? What's up?" I noticed that he had this glint in his eyes which then disappeared when he got a good look of my shirt and pants-combo cotton jammies.

"Tch." He threw his head to the side, growling.

"Awww, you sound disappointed. Were you expecting me to come out in a sexy lacy one piece?" I said with a grin, dabbing at my wet hair with a fluffy white towel.

He threw his glance to me. "...That's not a bad idea."

"Sorry to disappoint." I snickered at him and jabbed my thumb behind me to the bathroom. "It's your turn."

Aomine grunted again, grabbed his towel and a change of clothes and passed me, deliberately nudging his shoulder against mine. As I turned to scold him, he quickly leaned down, stole a kiss and then jumped into the bathroom with a smirk just as I smacked him playfully on the butt with my towel. "You're such a tease, Nana." He called over his shoulder. He didn't bother closing the door and started pulling off his pants.

I sighed, shut the door for him and then glanced at the corner where I'd placed my bag, realizing it was unopened (and I'd definitely zipped it before I went to have a shower). Aomine must've ransacked it for some reason...Oh never mind... I made my way to the hairdryer that was sitting on the vanity table by the bed and started drying my hair.

Our room is huge. It reminds me of a hotel and it's more of a suite, because there's even a small lounge connected to it; there's a huge, king-sized bed in the main area (which I tried jumping up and down on for a few minutes once we put our bags down), then there's the bathroom which is also equally as huge on its own (even the toilet has its own room). I guess it was because Aomine requested that we share a room so we got one of the deluxe suites in Akashi's mansion. Akashi is too hospitable and kind to us... Everyone else seemed to be either sharing a room or they were on their own. Either way, I'm not complaining at all... this is awesome! Suddenly, an idea hatched in my mind when I spotted the abundance of blankets and pillows on the bed that were for our use and the two chairs in the corner.

Aomine finished his shower and stepped out, dressed in a white, holey vest and black boxers; he glanced around, spotting me at the lounge area. "What are you doing?"

"Making a pillow fort." I said; I had pulled a blanket over the two chairs and covered the ground with the pillows (not the ones we were actually going to use though). I turned round and grinned. "Isn't this great? My house is too small to do this, plus, we don't have enough pillows and blankets."

"Tch. You're not five years old anymore." He grunted sourly as he made his way over to the bed and slipped inside.

"I don't care!" I retorted with a pout, but I continued pulling the blanket over the chair, fluffing up the cushions and making sure everything was cozy before plopping myself into maximum pillowy, plushy comfort. I sunk into the pillows, pulling another blanket over me. Ahh, bliss...

"Are you gonna sleep there all night?" He asked.

"Yeah!"

"Don't be stupid, you'll catch a cold. Get over here, wife." I could hear Aomine from the bed; I only sat up because he said 'wife' and I stuck my head out from the fort. Aomine patted the empty space beside him on the bed as he lay sprawled on one side. "I said, get over here."

He just called me 'wife'. I blushed slightly and burrowed under the sheets. "No, I'm staying here."

He let out a growl of annoyance. "Don't make me come over."

"I'm not coming over and you can't make me!" I declared with a grin.

Another heavy sigh. "Che, so demanding." I heard the bed creak from under his weight and Aomine rolled off the bed to stand, then wandered over to my pillow fort and kneeled down before me. "Baka. Aren't you cold?"

I shook my head. "Nope, it's super warm here."

"Akashi won't like what you've done."

I shook my head again. "I'll put everything back in its proper place in the morning."

Aomine gave me a look, his brow was raised; but then he let out a scoff. "Ahn...fine, then I'm comin' in. Move over."

"Heehee, of course." I let him inside although the pillow fort wasn't big enough for him. I grabbed the remote control that would control the lights and lowered the lights in the room until they were dim. Aomine sunk into the blankets and pillow but his feet still stuck out; he had to cross his legs and with the tiny space, we were sitting very close to each other although he suddenly patted his lap impatiently, gazing at me the entire time. I blinked blankly for a while but then Aomine reached out and drew me into his lap with my back to his chest, encircling his arms around my waist, albeit still being mindful of my bad legs.

"Heh... actually, this is alright." He murmured, realizing how close we were once due to the tiny space of the pillow fort.

"Glad you agree." I said with a smile as he started pulling a blanket over the both of us and pulling it up to my chin, encasing us in.

"Bed's still a better choice though..." He murmured, leaning forwards and brushing his lips over my nape.

I chuckled as I snuggled against him and closed my eyes. Ahh, so comfortable... However, Aomine suddenly let out a disgruntled noise under his breath; hmm, he seemed to have a lot on his mind as I sat propped up in his lap, but he wasn't looking at me - his gaze was averted to the side.

"Are you okay? You're thinking about what happened today, right?" I murmured, and he nodded.

"I'm glad you ain't that kind of person." He replied; his grip around my waist increased tenfold and then he began rubbing his cheek against mine. "Lots of girls wanna be with me 'cos I'm the school's basketball ace."

"I didn't really know who you were when we met, by the way."

I could feel him frowning as we snuggled, our bare feet rubbing together; this is a very rare occasion so I was determined to make the most of it. Aomine can be cuddly when he wants to be, too. "We've been in the same class since the start of this year, baka."

"Yeah, but you always skip class, you sit at the very back of class and you come in and leave through the backdoor and I sit in the front, so I'd never seen you at all."

One of his hands went up and clamped over my breasts whilst the other hand wandered down, dipping past the waistband of my pajama bottoms and delving underneath the material of my panties. It was typical that he'd take advantage of this arrangement too. "But you saw the Winter Cup, right?" He murmured as he started fondling me.

"Well, yeah, but...you got eliminated by Seirin."

He let out a frustrated growl. "Tch, well I ain't talkin' about that anyway. That's irrelevant. What I'm tryin' to say is I'm glad you ain't like Akashi's girl." He said; he started stroking me between the legs, slipping one finger inside me, "It's the same for Kise too 'cos he's a model. It happened in middle school once: this girl started spreading rumors that she was datin' Kise, just cos of that."

His touch was making me hiss. I can't believe we're having a conversation whilst he's fingering me. Sheesh. "That's terrible. Poor Kise-kun." I replied, and he slipped another finger inside. I jerked slightly but tried to keep my cool, "Demo... for Akashi's case...No-one would've known what she was really like." And it was true. Who would've known? She looked like such a sweet and kind person...

"Just makes me think, 'cos it's like, you think you know someone, but they turn out something completely different." Aomine was touching me so much I was beginning to find it hard to breathe (and to concentrate for all that mattered). He added, pulling his fingers out of me, "But you ain't like that at all."

I thought about Shinya for a moment, then swerved my glance to him. He was sucking his fingers dry. My face went a little red in response. "...Aomine, can I show you something?" I asked. He nodded; I slipped out of his embrace and quickly reached for my bag on the floor, pulled out my wallet, grabbing a small photograph slotted in between some cash that I'd crammed into the tiny pouch. "This is Shinya." I said, handing him the photo.

Aomine slumped in his seat with photo in hand. His brow raised and he glanced from me, to the photo, and back again. "Yeah, I know, your dad told me. And I've seen and spoken to him before."

"Huh? You did? When?"

"He was outside in the yard playing basketball and accidentally tossed the ball over the fence. I tossed it back to him."

My jaw dropped. "Why didn't you tell me earlier? He could've hurt you!"

"I didn't know he was your brother." He barked, sticking his finger into his ear. "And no, he didn't hurt me. He had to run off 'cos he had a visitor. Think that was you that day. Your dad said he stabbed you and your friend a long time ago."

I nodded, pulling up my shirt to reveal the scar. "Yeah, this is what he did to me."

Aomine stared at the scar intently for a few seconds, then swerved his gaze to me again. "...Nana."

"It's okay. Shinya's getting better. He won't hurt you. I won't let him. He'll need to go through me first."

"Tch, baka, what are you sayin'?!" He snapped, his face went a bit red. "It's meant to be the other way round! I'm supposed to protect you, damn it!"

"I'm serious. My brother can be dangerous, Aomine." I said; lowering my shirt, I slumped beside him also. Cue long monologue. "...For a long time, I felt lost. Shinya and I were close, and I would feel strange if we were separated for extended periods of time. It's not really the same now, maybe because I'm getting used to it...but when the court case closed, I was in a dark place. The lawyer was really mean to me by the way; he made me cry in court and I was so shaken by the experience. I couldn't and didn't talk to anyone, not even my family. I isolated myself from people...because Shinya's target was me. If anyone was seen talking to me, they were potentially a target. Although I knew he was committed to the institution, I was always afraid that he'd escape and go after me. I didn't even understand why his love for me turned into something twisted. When I learned he was schizophrenic, I was unhappy and cried for days. For a long time, I felt like that...but when I moved to Too, Mei approached me and we became friends and I started opening up again...although I'm not as close to her as I was with Risa."

Aomine clucked his tongue. "Because you couldn't trust another person as much as you used to."

I nodded gently. "Yeah. Risa completely turned round and became the person who would ruin my family."

He rubbed the back of his head. Maybe he is wondering why I am telling him this. It's because I realized I hadn't told him much about Shinya or my past, nor has he really questioned me about it. And he needed to know. Suddenly, I felt Aomine inching towards me, our shoulders touching. "But you're tellin' me this stuff." He muttered.

"Yeah. Will your mom still let us be together if she found out about my side of the family?"

"Ma will be fine." He replied, rubbing the back of his neck.

A brief silence spawned between us.

Oh dear.

How will he react to everything I just told him?

I waited for a few moments, and then –

"Thanks." Aomine mumbled, "for telling me. I know this is hard for you."

I hesitated slightly, then nodded meekly.

Tonights events have caused me to open up to Aomine...it's made me realize how important he is to me. Regardless, I feel relieved that I have managed to tell him. It's like a huge load off my chest, and Aomine has accepted me. Accepted all of this...

He stared at me for a few seconds, then emitted another sigh. It was not one of annoyance, however. "Let's just do it already." He grunted, scratching at his groin.

As though a needle had scratched off the record, my jaw dropped. "Huh?"

"I need you right now."

What? I tell you all this and you wanna just go ahead and do it? My heartfelt emotion! My backstory! Everything!

"And I've waited all night." He added. There was a tent forming in his boxers.

Oh.

"Yeah, okay." Fair enough, it's midnight. He really did wait for a long time.

Aomine grabbed me by the wrist and I found myself pulled into his lap, his lips pressed aggressively against mine. I let out a muffled protest only for him to kiss me even harder. Owww, my legs, my legs, my legs...

I'm glad Aomine realized this, because he quickly had me pinned underneath him amongst the blankets and pillows and we broke apart for a split second; he was leering at me with this hungry expression as he hovered above me, before he leaned down again and captured my lips with his, hard. Although Aomine is usually aggressive and rough, it was definitely different this time. I could feel his passion and want, but at the same time he was beginning to hurt me a little and my brows furrowed, but he didn't notice and continued pressing his mouth fiercely against mine.

"Nana." He suddenly said, when we broke apart. I was panting heavily.

"...What?"

"I'm gonna make you my wife." He said.

Eep! He said it again, in that same straightforward manner! I know we'd previously bickered about something identical to this, but this is different! I couldn't help it; my face went ten shades of red.

He was grinning now. "Heh. What's the matter?"

"...Don't say silly things like that."

"What's so silly about it? I'm gonna make you my wife." He said again; I could only blush, and Aomine nudged me. "Hey. When was the last time we made out?"

Things are happening way too fast now. "Uh... what do you mean? We always make out."

He seemed annoyed. "Never mind." Aomine swooped down on me with his mouth attacking mine over and over again. His kisses were getting more and more heated and passionate as each second passed. It was as though nothing else mattered and nothing existed. I like it when he is rough to be honest, I wouldn't want him to be holding back with me. I ended up wrapping my arms around his neck and he did the same, although he slid his arms around my waist. Either way, I was pressed up so closely against him I was beginning to feel him getting stiff.

"No-one else gets to do this to you, only me. Understand?" He murmured.

I nodded without much thought as I felt his tongue prying my mouth open and when I obliged, he rapidly stuck his tongue down my throat. I closed my eyes, enjoying his affections. He's being really aggressive... that's what I really love about him.

"Mmmm." I ran my fingers through his hair as I licked him in response; I could feel his grin widening now as our tongues pressed against each other roughly. We kissed for a long time until he began fingering my shirt.

"I hate this shirt." He murmured; my mouth was a bit sore and we were both panting heavily. "Take it off."

My eyes widened slightly. Okay, Aomine is super horny now. At this point I really know where this is heading and I started unbuttoning my shirt whilst nodding, indicating my consent.

I didn't have to do anything else because Aomine was now shoving his hand down my pants and past my panties, slipping his fingers in again and feeling how wet I was... and I was really wet for him. Thank god I am on the pill, because it seems Aomine doesn't want to put on a condom. I'm right, because he began pulling my pants down and ripped my panties off (I had anticipated this so I brought extra). They were completely soaked right through, and Aomine proceeded to pull down his boxers to his ankles and I could see the precum dripping out of his cock. Guess we are doing it raw.

I managed to spread my legs to a certain extent - either way I was inviting him - and Aomine climbed on top of me properly, then quickly guided himself inside me, pushing past my folds until he was all the way inside to the hilt. Oh, it's different when there is no condom. Once he was buried inside me completely, he let out a satisfied grunt and as I looked up at him, he smirked and started thrusting. It's even better because of the foreplay from earlier. I'm so wet for him; his thrusts were really smooth and slick. I was starting to groan. Shit, what if we mess up Akashi's beautiful silk sheets? I don't think Aomine cared about that at all.

He was thrusting into me hard and fast, eyes closed. I wrapped my arms around him tightly, clamping my fingers on his back as he pumped inside me vigorously. Ah, god, Aomine... he is so big... and the way how he moves...Holy shit, this is too good... I can't stop moaning. I can't even tell how loud I'm being. I wonder who is in the room beside ours? Midorima? Kise? Kuroko? Oh geez. Whoever it is, I hope they can't hear us. I seriously couldn't help it, Aomine is going at it really fast.

"...Daiki, harder..." I was groaning. I really wanted him to fuck me hard and rough tonight.

"Fuck, Nana...This ain't hard enough? Fuck..." He can't stop swearing, he always swears a lot when we're having sex. I reached for him and our lips met; he kissed me hungrily and roughly. Aomine started thrusting into me even harder than usual from this angle.

"Ah, god, yes!" I couldn't help but scream as I dug my fingers into his back and raked my nails over his flesh in a frenzy; I'm sure there'll be marks and bruises in the morning. "Ohh, Daiki!"

Aomine's thrusts are powerful. His cock slipped in and out of me, covered in our juice. He was getting a little sloppy but I know when that happens, it meant he was close to coming since he starts to get a little desperate when he's about to come. Panting now, we were both grinding our hips frantically, with Aomine driving himself in and out of me as far as he could go. Testing one of my legs, I managed to lock my left leg around his waist, allowing him to slip in even deeper than before.

"Daiki, I want more...you feel so good..." I murmured in his ear. Back to the sweet talk, which he really, really likes. He let out a scoff and smirked, gyrating his hips against mine roughly. His cock was massaging me so intimately and I was on the verge of whimpering. The room is quiet except from the sounds of our wet skin slapping, a mixture of our moaning and Aomine's powerful thrusts.

Something feels different about today, we were making eye contact while we're doing it. It's not like our regular quickie or sex session or anything, I think Aomine genuinely wants to do this because he feels...

...vulnerable?

I'm not sure, but I'm getting this vibe off him. With a slow pace suddenly in play, I'm able to concentrate more on kissing him affectionately and he was able to focus on different parts of my body, like my arm for example; he took my hand and started trailing kisses from the back of my palm all the way up to my arm. Strange... but nice and gentle. Aomine's thrusting grew more desperate. I blinked, realizing that he was about to cum and I threw my glance down at ourselves. Huh, I've never seen him coming before...well, not down there at least; Aomine closed his eyes and grunted, I could feel his cock surging and there was the familiar sensation of his cum splashing inside me. I could see white milky fluid gathering around the hilt of his cock and at the entrance of my pussy. He had pretty much stopped thrusting now and he was just inside me, pulsing and twitching. Oh...as usual, he's cummed a lot. Glancing down at myself, I was smothered all over with his seed and I let out a whimper; closing my eyes, my legs trembled as a huge load of cum dribbled out of my entrance and down my buttocks. I quickly grabbed my towel which I had kept beside me and pulled it underneath our joined bodies just as Aomine shuddered and groaned at his release.

"What are you doing?" He grunted tiredly; he stretched slightly, cracking his shoulders.

"We're not in your room or the locker room. This is Akashi-kun's house." I pointed out.

"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Mmn." Aomine let out a yawn (oh my god, so cute...) and slumped over me, burying his face between my breasts. I'm really spoiling him tonight, allowing him to do this. "Nana..." He said, his voice muffled.

"What?" I asked as I draped my arms over his neck and started stroking his hair; it feels nice and soft after he's washed it. I'm also pushing his face into my boobs. I know he likes it.

"... Can I just stay like this for the rest of the night." He mumbled as he buried his face between my breasts; he clamped his fingers over me, thumbing my nipple.

"Yeah."

He lifted his head up anyway, cupping my breasts in his hands and feeding my nipples into his mouth, sucking and lapping at my buds with his hot, slick tongue. I remained lying underneath him on my back, my shirt unbuttoned, panties ripped and tossed to the side, legs spread apart. My body felt pleasant though...I continued stroking his hair, tired and weary. He was still buried inside me... still hot and wet...However, glancing down at Aomine...he genuinely looked comfortable. I pulled the blanket over us to keep us warm for the rest of the night.

"Daiki?" I murmured, staring up at the ceiling of the pillow fort.

He stopped licking me for a second to ask a curt "What?" before returning to suck on my nipples.

"I think we're lucky." I murmured, as I gave him a tight squeeze, "We're lucky that we're together."

I heard him mutter under his breath. "...Yeah, I know."

EXTRA.

"Aarrgggghhh! I can't take it anymore!" Kise wailed; shooting up from his bed.

"What's the matter, Kise-kun?" asked Kuroko; he was sitting in the opposite bed, reading a book.

"They're so noisy! What are they doing?!" Kise pointed out; indeed, there was a lot of muffled noise emitting from the room beside theirs.. "Kurokocchi, let's go and tell them to quieten down!" With that, Kise grabbed Kuroko and stormed out of his room without further ado and stopped at the door belonging to his next door neighbor. It was late at night. People were trying to sleep! What the hell...!

The blond stopped, however, as soon as he got an earful as to what was happening behind the closed door.

"...Daiki, harder..."

"Fuck, Nana...This ain't hard enough? Fuck..."

Pause.

"Ah, god, yes!"

Grunt. Groan. Moan.

"Ohh, Daiki!"

More groaning, more grunting.

"Daiki, I want more...you feel so good..."

It was pretty obvious what was going on.

"NOOO!" howled Kise, slapping his hands over Kuroko's ears, "Kurokocchi, no, don't listen! Let's get outta here!"

"Ah - " Kuroko only managed one noise until he was dragged away by Kise.