Chapter 6:

In the days that followed, Aomine noticed a presence coming and going around him, one with malicious intent, but it never got too close so he chose to ignore it. It was most likely those thugs that'd stopped from beating up that kid, but even if it was, he wasn't worried. They were chicken shit compared to some of the other people he'd faced. When he mentioned it to Kaylee, she didn't even respond to the initial text. She really had holed herself up in her dorm, not coming out to even bathe, for four days straight. On the fifth day, after being ignored for nearly three days in a row, Aomine threatened to come and break down her door if she didn't come out so she'd, reluctantly, told him that he could come over after she showered and shaved. "I feel like you're more of a gorilla than an alien." She groused, rubbing her hair furiously with the towel.

"What's that supposed to mean?" He asked, staring up at her from the floor. He'd been banished there after commenting about the state of her room.

"Well, you're a giant, and you can be surprisingly violent." She said, nodding as if she'd said the most genius thing in the world. "I bet you really could break down my door if you wanted to, and then your stupid monkey brains wouldn't know how to fix it."

"You know that could be misinterpreted as super fucking racist, right?" Aomine thumbed through the Twitter feed he had open. It was filled with women scantily clad in bikini's and thin, lacy night wear.

She snorted and picked up her switch, laying down with her feet kicking against the wall and he head hanging over the side of the bed. "Yeah, but you know I don't mean it that way and that's all I care about." Her usual green eyes were dyed red by contacts today which had startled him the first time he'd seen them, but now gave him stomach knots. They'd slept together quite a few times now, but they weren't dating, not officially, but Aomine hadn't felt like going out on the town with anyone else since the second time they'd had sex. He was a trained dog, not a leashed one. "Are you looking at sexy women again?"

"Maybe." He hummed, not looking up. He felt the bed shift as she moved closer, her head coming to rest on his shoulder.

"Oh my God, look at that one." She pointed a finger at a curvaceous blonde in a bright orange bikini, the triangle top barely large enough to cover her nipples, and the high waisted bottoms leaving practically nothing to the imagination with the thin strip of fabric between her legs, the waistband nothing more than a thin piece of string. "Now that's a string bikini. She's so fucking hot. Look at her tits." She sniffed in approval. Aomine wondered if this was normal behaviour for girls to comment about other girls the way she did, but he didn't say anything. If she was comfortable with him looking, then lucky him. He didn't have to give up his hobby, and they could both talk about them together. "I think I like girls with bigger asses though. Like, she has a cute butt, but it's kinda flat ya know? I'd want something to hold on to."

"Like she'd let you grab her ass, anyway, idiot."

"You never know!" She huffed, blowing air into his ear. He jumped, and shuddered. Grinning mischievously, she moved a little way away from him and picked up her switch once more. "Plus, girls are kinda into that. I don't know a single girl who doesn't want her butt grabbed."

"Oh?" Aomine smirked, finally looking up from his phone. Reaching, up he snaked his long arm over her body and grabbed one butt cheek, giving it a firm squeeze. She squealed, and reeled back having been caught totally unawares.

"W-w-what was that!" She blushed, gripping he switch tight with both hands and trying to use it to shield her face. Her eyes peeked over the top.

"I thought that maybe-" he slapped her bottom gently a few times. "- It might be an invitation."

She moved away until her back hit the wall. Her face had gone from pink to crimson in a matter of seconds. "An invitation to what exactly, gorilla?"

Moving from the floor, he crawled onto the bed and came face to face with her, licking his lips, a hungry look shining in his dark blue eyes. "Oh, come on, don't act like you don't know." Leaning in, he took her earlobe in his teeth and nibbled gently on it until she gasped. He could practically hear her heartbeat. Hell, that might actually be my own. She let out a tiny whimper and pushed softly at his shoulders. In response, he took her gaming system and set it gently aside, out of her reach, and wrapped his fingers in hers. Those thin fingers responded in kind, wrapping tightly around his and squeezed. "There's a good girl." He breathed, blowing hot air against her moistened skin. She shivered. He kissed his lips against her ear and then trailed his tongue down along her neck to leave another kiss at the crux of her shoulder.

"H-hey, I only just got better." She whimpered again, her strengthless arms still pressing uselessly against him. "And I just showered."

He grinned against her neck. "Are you saying that I'm going to be giving you a reason to need another?" Her breath caught in her throat as her entire body tensed. "Not to mention just better is still better." He nipped at her throat, dragging sharp canines along the thin stretch of flesh. "Your weak attempts at getting me to stop tell me that maybe you don't really mean what you're saying." His words oozed sweet sugar and honey, his already deep voice turning husky and breathless as lust crept in. He grabbed her other wrist in his own and brought it down between them as he finally brought his lips to hers, capturing her a chaste kiss. The entire time she struggled to hide the whimpers escaping her throat as her lower half shifted, uncomfortably, her legs rubbing together almost impatiently.

"Daiki." She whispered his name, her head dropping back. He caught it in one hand before it could hit the wall and he brought it forward again. "Daiki." She whined his name, all sense of cool lost as passion formed inside. The hand that had moments ago been trying to push him away caught him by the back and pulled him in for a blinding kiss. Their mouths clashed, noses brushing as they shifted to get more comfortable. He let himself be pulled along, even for just a moment, before stretching his tongue out and tapping it against her baby pink lips, asking for permission to enter. She didn't hesitate to open her mouth, sighing as their tongues intertwined.

He tasted her for a long time, their tongues dancing until spit dropped from their corner of their mouths. Without skipping a beat, he let his warm, wet appendage, delve deep into exploration mode, caressing practically every tooth – tracing each imperfection like it had struck gold – and running along her soft inner cheek. Every time he touched the inside of her mouth, she let out a little groan as she struggled to breathe, her grip on him rock solid. Eventually they had to pull away from each other, a long strand of unbroken spit spanning between them until it snapped, dribbling down their chins. Her chest rose and fell in rapid succession, her small hands damp with sweat.

Aomine, pulling his hand from hers traced her open palm as he leaned back in, nipping at her chin, and then her throat, trailing downwards until he reached the collar of her shirt. He tugged at playfully with his teeth, lustful eyes turned upwards. She peered down at him; her mouth crooked in a goofy smile. She pushed her hand through his hair, brushing it upwards from the nape of his neck. "For someone who didn't want to do this, you certainly got real quiet." He quipped, nipping at her collar bone through the thin fabric of her white t-shirt. She grabbed his hair and yanked. He grunted, his expression souring for just the briefest moment before remembering that hair pulling was kind of her thing.

"Way to ruin the moment, stupid gorilla." Her words held no weight. He couldn't take her seriously as she sat there heaving for air, eyes teary with anticipation. "What're you staring at with that dopey grin on your face? I'll smack that right off of you."

He laughed. He moved his hand up her stomach, touching her with feather light fingertips. Although very athletic, she still had a bit of a rounded figure around her middle, and honestly Aomine loved it. It was fun to pinch because she got all flustered about it and would bat at his hand. It's not like she was at all self-conscious about it, she just really hated him pinching her. "I'd love to see you try." At that moment he grabbed her breast (she hadn't bothered to put a bra on after her shower) and gave it a hard squeeze. She jumped in surprise. Her nipples were already poking through, standing straight and hard at attention. "Hmmm. They look so…" He licked at the other one, eliciting yet another whimper from his partner. "Tasty. I just want to…" Taking it in his mouth with no hesitation he bit at it and pulled back. "… Eat them up." Kaylee's hands were at his shoulders once more and she was biting her lips. Her legs were shaking, now, as the pleasure mounted. They hadn't had sex in almost two weeks due to various reasons, and both of them were fairly pent up, but her even more so after having been sick for the last few days.

"That's just not fair." She whimpered, tilting her head back against the wall. Aomine smirked, fiendishly. He snaked his opposite up under her shirt and dragged his calloused fingers up her side until he had it wrapped firmly around her other breast, heated skin against heated skin. He pressed his lips to her clothed nipple once more and sucked it into his mouth until the cotton was soaked through, a wet patch the size of a baseball going nearly transparent exposing her darkened areola. The hand pressed to her skin fondled the right breast with skilled precision, a skill she felt only a basketball player could truly master. He had taken that nipple between his fingers as he rolled and pressed the lump of flesh in his hand causing it to flick back and forth with every movement of his wrist.

Pulling his mouth away from her chest he leaned in for another kiss, going just as hard as the last one all the while his hands never quit. His other hand found its way under her shirt as well and she was being double timed, her entire chest being gruffly man-handled as her mouth was put under siege. The area between her legs grew damp, and she could feel its sensitivity level up. Even a light brush of her panties was causing her entire lower half to tingle.

Finding some strength she shoved Daiki away, wiping at her lips. Determination filled her eyes. "You've been going on the attack this entire time. I think it's your turn to go on defense." She pushed him back until he was leaning against the headboard, legs straightened over the bed. Reaching for his sweats, a noticeable tenting happening in the front, she them down, exposing him. To her dismay he hardly reacted at all, a cocky, smug look on his face. "I'll make you wipe that damn smirk off your face in an instant." She huffed, puffing out her cheeks. Without batting an eyelash, she leaned in and took the crown of his cock into her mouth, boxers and all. He breathed a deep sigh, body going slightly rigid, but showed no other indication that his feathers were being ruffled. You just wait you stupid boy. She gleefully thought. This right here is my… Specialty. She sucked in sharply until her cheeks hollowed out. Her tongue slipped from between her lips and began to play with the tip, drawing languid circles around it, dragging across the slit every so often. He had yet to make any noise, but she could feel him trembling ever so slightly each time her tongue touched the top. She brought one hand to the base and wrapped her fingers daintily around it, her touch like a ghost's whisper. That seemed to be the right move; he uttered a surprised sigh and bit his lip. She didn't even glance up, giving all her focus to what she was doing. She stroked his length as her mouth kept working the tip, letting her teeth graze the sensitive flesh every so often.

"O-oy." He rasped, his composed façade crumpling. His cheeks had reddened a bit and his breathing came out in short gasps.

"Hush. I told you this is payback." She grinned, dragging the flat of her tongue slowly, painstakingly across the tip of his erection. The front of his boxers was soaked through with the mixture of their fluids, though at this point she couldn't tell who was more at fault. Finally, she'd had enough of teasing him. She let him go just long enough to pull his underwear down, fully exposing the throbbing, red, member. The crown oozed precum and she felt her own lower half twitch in response. OMG, I want him inside of me. An audible whimper escaped as she stared at it. Wasting no time at all, because she knew what she wanted but she had a job to finish first, she took it straight into her mouth, no warning. Aomine let out a guttural growl, his entire lower body lifting off the bed in shock as his sensitive heat was taken into the moist cavern. Once more she suctioned her lips to him and breathed deeply. She held it there for only a moment, though, before she set to work. Her tongue traced the length of it before taking his balls into her mouth and sucking lightly at them, nibbling at the soft, loose skin. Her fingers stroked behind her, finger digging into the slit at its head, drawing small circles, stretching the skin every so slightly. After what felt like an eternity she worked her way back up, leaving feather light kisses in her wake, and took him once more, this time taking him all the way to the back of her throat. He gasped, his fingers curling into the sheets.

"Dammit, Kaylee." He groaned; lust heavy in his words. "Feels so good… Fuck." One large hand came to rest on the back of her head, spurring her on.

She sucked hard, nearly choking herself out as she took him repeatedly to the back. All the while her tongue continued to wrap itself around the length and her hand grasped his balls firmly, rolling them around like dice. His moans caused her heart to pound in anticipation. All at once he grew bigger, and then her mouth was filled with his seed as he came. She pulled back, a shit eating grin on her lips. Her satisfaction didn't last long, though. She was pulled forward by the collar into a mind numbing, heart stopping, breath stealing kiss. She could hardly stay upright as Daiki attacked her lips, a low grumbling in his throat.

"Now you've gone and done it." He didn't give her a chance to react. With ease he flipped her onto her back and crawled on top. All the while he didn't let up attacking her. His lips touched every square inch of available skin. Meanwhile his large, deft, hands stripped her of her sleep shorts in a single fluid motion, exposing her damp lower half. Her panties clung to her, moist with her own excitement. He pressed two long fingers against her and her body shuddered from toes to the top of her head. She exhaled sharply and bit down on her lip, attempting to suppress the noises. "Oy. Don't keep your mouth closed. I wanna hear you."

"S-s-s-hut u-u-p you d-dumb fu-c—k-ing gorilla." She panted as she tried to squeeze her legs together. He nipped at her chin as he slowly let his fingers drag along her lower lips. He could feel the slight change as they swelled more and more as she became more aroused. They were so soft.

His agile fingers worked her lower half with practiced competence. He pressed into her a bit as his thumb rubbed against her growing clit. She couldn't hold back her whimpers any long. She'd brought her hand to her mouth and clamped down on it, white teeth standing out against her pale skin. Her lower half twitched expectantly.

"No more." She whined, head tilted back.

His overly cocky smirk from earlier returned. "Nope." He pulled away just long enough to rip off her panties, thoroughly, and unsalvageably soaked through. "I haven't nearly had enough." He dropped down to her navel and stuck out his tongue. Leaving a trail of saliva he worked his way down her body, pausing briefly to inhale deeply around her neatly trimmed bush of hair, basking in her unique scent as well as the cocoa scented body soap she'd used. His fingers pressed once more against her sex, though this lasted only a moment before he drove his long middle finger into her. A moment later his tongue was pressed against her excited clit, working long, languid circles around it. A jolt of pleasure shot through him when she squealed, her composure long gone. Lust had won.

He continued this for a long while, adding a second, and then third finger. There was no resistance at all. Her body was wordlessly calling out for him, sucking his fingers in like a black hole. It didn't take long for him to reach his mental limit. He pulled away from her and reached around her to the side table. Reaching into the drawer he dug around for just a brief moment before coming back out with a square silver package and a bottle of lubricant. Although she was plenty wet on her own, this particular lube supposedly enhanced the sensations even more, and after withholding for so long he was determined to make her scream in ecstasy.

Tearing into the package he ripped the condom out. With a certain finesse he unfurled it, stretching it a good bit, before rolling it over his erection, hissing loudly as the cool material pressed against him. It didn't take long for it to warm, the heat from his skin emanating like leftover embers.

"What's taking so long?" She sassed, though her voice trembled.

"Shut yer trap. I'm not trying to make any babies today."

"You could have fooled me." She pouted, though it held no weight.

Condom secure, he leaned over her and stared into her eyes, licking his lips. "Are you telling me you want to make babies with me?"

"Absolutely not." She grabbed his face and pulled him in for a kiss. Pulling away, a smile spread over their lips.

Wasting not a second more, Aomine reached for the forgotten lube and dumped a generous amount directly onto her pelvic area, watching with desperately hungry eyes as the viscous liquid dripped slowly down her clit and over her pulsing lips. She moaned as the cool substance covered her, hips bucking in response. He used one finger to spread it over her, fingers ghosting over her most sensitive areas, and dipping ever so slightly into her body. It was pretty clear that she was ready for him seeing as, even without the extra help, her lower half gleamed with liquid.

Spreading her legs, he crawled between them, and lined himself up. In one fluid motion he pushed himself inside of her, breath catching in his throat as his member was caught up in the pulsating warmth of her inner walls. The lights dimmed for a second as pleasure exploded inside his brain. He couldn't move, and it took what felt like an eternity for him to come back down to Earth. As soon as he did, he jerked his hips forward, sending ripples up her small frame. Relentlessly he pressed into her, the bed creaking beneath them. Her voice echoed in the small space every time a moan escaped between her slackened mouth. His hands snaked under her shirt once more and pushed up until her breasts were exposed. He took them and squeezed, fingers brushing over he sensitized nipples, gripping them hard between his knuckles as he stroked her. She whimpered, throwing her head back.

"Daiki." Her voice barely above a whisper. "Feels so good. Daiki. More." Her instructions were a cinch to follow. He thrust harder, leaning in to once more capture her lips, soaked with saliva. He took her tongue into his mouth as if to steal her breathe right from her lungs. His own chest heaved, and his cock throbbed.

Pulling out he wordlessly flipped her onto her stomach, hardly giving her a moment to understand what was happening, before he positioned himself once more and pushed back in. Pistoning his hips he took her by the waist and pulled her back in time with each and every snap, driving his hardened member even deeper inside. A knot was forming in his stomach as he grew closer to the end. She must have been getting close as well as she started to squeeze him more tightly and her ability to speak, vanished. Her head dropped to the bed, skin slick with sweat, and each thrust elicited another whimper or moan.

"I'm gonna-" He breathed, closing his eyes as the knot tightened fast and hard. "I'm coming." He felt himself release, hips still pumping hard. Just he felt the release tapering off she squeezed hard around him, and the loudest moan of all spilled from her lips. Climaxing, she collapsed to the bed, dark hair splaying around her face. Her cheeks were bright red, a glowing after sex halo around her. Pulling out, Aomine collapsed beside her, feeling light as air. "I'm so glad that you're feeling better."

"After what you just pulled, I might just get sick again." She punched him with noodle-y arms. Her eyes still had a light sheen to them, though he was pretty sure it was post-coital bliss and not lust. He reached out and brushed her hair away from her eyes, all smiles. "Don't look at me like that, it creeps me out."

"Would you rather I looked at you with disgust?" He cocked an eyebrow and then ruffled the hair he'd just straightened out in retaliation. She shook his hand off.

"Here I was so excited to tell you all about the game I finished-"

"You finished it already?" He asked, incredulously. Though what did I expect? She had four days holed up in her room with nothing to do. "Please tell me you still did your school work."

She rolled onto her side. "Of course I finished it. It's not like it was hard. And who the hell are you, my father? I'm a grown up. I know how to prioritize."

"Last time you got a new game you were excited about you straight up ignored a project that was worth fifty percent of your final grade. If I hadn't reminded you, you would have failed that class." He frowned, reprimanding her with his eyes alone.

She made a face and quickly turned away. "That was like… One time… I did my homework properly. Plus, I was sick. Could you really blame me if I didn't have the energy?"

"Yes." He deadpanned, running a hand through his hair. Remembering the condom, he slipped that off while he was at it, making a face at its contents before reaching over her to throw it into the small butterfly decorated trashcan at the head of the bed. She shot him a dirty look. "Anyway. You're better now and I got to have some fun, so all's well that ends well as they say."

"You don't even really care if I fail as long as you get to have fun." She deadpanned back, her expression flat. After a moment she laughed. "Though what do I care. I benefit either way." She patted him on the thigh. "Though now I'm gonna have to shower again. And my hair just dried, dammit."

"I mean…" A somewhat evil look passed over him and he brushed a finger along her bare legs. "We could always go for round two." Blushing, she wordlessly buried her face into the pillows as he laughed, giving her ass a few hard slaps. Women were seriously the best.