The Color of Rain
Disclaimers: I do not own any piece of work deriving from the manga or anime adaptations of Kuroko no Basuke.
Constant Reminder
"State your name."
"Aomine Daiki."
"Identification card?"
Within a small room of the police department, both Aomine and chief Saigou were seated across each other within a table toward the center of the room. The chief had one arm propped over the table as the other was jotting down notes within a paper beside the clusters of others beneath it. Aomine reached into his pocket nonchalantly to pull out his wallet. Once he skimmed through the contents to find his card, he slid it toward the chief then sat back toward his chair with crossed arms as he waited for him to continue.
"I need you to explain everything that just occurred within Teikō to the best of your ability." The chief began, now removing his propped arm to grab hold of the pitcher of water beside him as he poured the drink within two plastic cups. Once he set it back down, he pushed one cup toward Aomine and held one for himself. "Take your time. There's no need to rush."
The navy haired male accepted the cup in hand and stared down at the transparent substance within it. Aomine sighed deeply. At least by this time his headache was gone. He shifted his eyes beyond the door beside the two, knowing that Tetsu was out there waiting for him to be finished. "It was about six in the afternoon when afternoon practice for the basketball club was finished. I was asked to remain behind with the kids…" Aomine paused, now taking in a large breath. He was exhausted. He continued on, glancing over to the door ahead, wishing he could imagine Tetsu's face in another expression other than worry.
The bright fluorescent lighting of the moon was shone brightly through the windows of the police station's waiting room. Kuroko Tetsuya was seated with his head rested against the wall. Light lobby music. A silent release. He was mentally fatigued beyond belief. Over thirty minutes have passed since Aomine was taken in for the chief's report. The vibration of his phone was resounding through the pocket of his jeans, and he didn't move at all to retrieve it. Through the duration of Aomine's time remained within the room, multitudes of texts and calls were received regarding the happening of the school shooting. Overwhelmed by all the concerns, he informed them he couldn't talk in his current location and suggested to wait about another hour to speak with him.
Kuroko's head was pounding.
Just as if it was a miraculous prayer being answered, the door to the room Aomine lied within slowly opened. Kuroko fastened his eyes over to his left hand side revealing Saigou along with Aomine exiting the room. A brief exchange of words were discussed between the two before the chief patted Aomine on the shoulder and made his exit toward his office vicinity.
Aomine's navy orbs turned to face Kuroko's own, and he sauntered over to his direction with his arms dove into his pockets. There was a moment of silence with Kuroko keeping his eyes on him. Aomine's brow arched slightly. He understood that he was probably still shaken up from the incident, but was there more to that? "Let's stop by Maji Burger before heading back." Aomine suggested slowly, now seeing Kuroko shift his body up from the chair.
"That's fine." Came Kuroko's curt reply as he turned to make his way out of the station. Aomine blinked in confusion, now following suit.
The walk to Maji Burger was in utter silence. Aomine was lucky for the crowd of people walking alongside the streets to break the unshakable stillness between the two. They passed through two blocks, greeted with multiple lightings of neon infrastructure signs, and the clatter of shuffling bodies crossing by their path. The rupture of the environment around Aomine still didn't make up for the lack of speech Kuroko expressed.
The street lights of the lamp post beamed over their faces, now exposing the end result of Aomine's wound over his head. Kuroko winced lightly. "There's still blood on your face, people will look at you as if you're a lunatic. I'll get the food." He finally spoke, as they were feet away from the burger joint.
"Tetsu." Aomine started, holding his arm toward the door of Maji Burger. Kuroko turned his glare up to meet his own, hesitant to see last bit of dry blood over his face. "What's going on with you right—"
"Ten teriyaki burgers, right?" Kuroko cut him off blandly, now placing his own hand on the door to open instead. Aomine drew his head back with a puzzled expression. "I still owe you for the other week when you helped me move, Aomine-kun."
"I was just joking that time." Aomine muttered but by then, the fair skinned male already made his way inside. Aomine drew out a short breath as he leaned against the wall of the restaurant to view the back of Kuroko's head in line. He knew at that very moment that there was this unexplainable tension within the azure haired male.
The clash of metal from Kuroko's keys were made known once he unlocked the door to his apartment. Closing the door behind him, he turned on the kitchen lights and immediately faced a delighted Nigou rushing his way over to his companion with his tail wagging fiercely. He bent over while holding up his milkshake away from him as his other hand grazed through the dark coat of his back. Aomine stared, taking the last bite of his burger before going over to the kitchen to remove the wrappers within the waste bin. He dropped his bag by the hallway before placing both forearms over the countertop, his narrow eyes laid before Tetsu, waiting for him to return the glare.
"What's going on, Tetsu?" Asked Aomine, attempting to sound as soft as possible. Kuroko withdrew from Nigou as he straightened up his posture to return the stare.
"Do you realize what could've happened to you, Aomine-kun?" Kuroko returned with another question, now adjusting the straw of his shake. Vacancy disappeared and was now replaced with sharp cerulean eyes that demanded explanation. He wasn't about to dismiss what had just occurred. There was an arch of one brow of Aomine's as he now leaned over with his forearms crossed over the kitchen counter throwing Tetsu an expression that read , 'Give me a god damn break'.
"Yeah, but it's over now. I'm right here." Aomine countered flatly. He couldn't find the reason for his growing irritation. Kuroko retired a small sigh, now setting his milkshake down unto the countertop. There Aomine was, treating this situation so laxly like this typically happened on a daily basis. "It's not as if I asked for any of this. Do you even know what h—"
"I know what happened, Ahomine. And all of that would've been avoided if you would've went with them to safety." Tetsu's words didn't waver, and he stood with hands clenched to his side as he viewed a rather disgruntled Aomine across the kitchen from him.
The navy haired male could feel his blood boiling. "You weren't inside to know what was going on, Tetsu. Someone had to make sure they were safe." Aomine said with an unmistakable edge of venom in his voice. There was a brief moment of silence. Kuroko remained even, continuing to press his gaze toward the taller male. "Look, I get that you're still shaken up. But there's no reason for you to be all pissy toward me."
"You're missing the point. You could've been hurt, or even…" His voice trailed off, now turning his gaze elsewhere. His throat felt dry as a brief flash of a still Aomine flew through his mind. Kuroko's throat suddenly felt dry, and he fell silent. Aomine relaxed his shoulders as he took in the small sullen expression Kuroko displayed.
"Tetsu… I didn't think—"
"That' just it, you don't think, Aomine-kun."
Now Aomine scoffed. He withdrew his forearms and now laid his hands over the countertop, his figure looming over to view Kuroko at a closer proximity. "I had a gun pointed at my fucking face, Tetsu. You try and move from something like that and then let me know how it goes." Aomine returned almost coldly. Now he didn't mean to come off rash, but it wasn't his fault that Tetsu knew how to piss him off.
"Aho!" Kuroko said roughly, his voice louder than usual, but not strong enough to emit as a yell. Aomine stood stunned at his sudden change of tone. "Did you even consider your parents? Momoi-san? Everyone else?" Kuroko asked with his eyebrows knitted together in frustration. A small grimace made way toward the corners of his lips. Kuroko stood rigid, just up to par with the bronzed skinned male. Even though the shadows from the kitchen lights hid the harsh linings within Aomine's features, he could see his sharp eyes narrow more than ever over Tetsu.
Aomine clicked his tongue, now removing himself from the kitchen swiftly and made his way over to Tetsu. He now stood just feet away from him. Even bending slightly to loom over him, Aomine still had such a height advantage over the azure haired male. Kuroko hated it. He hated how he started to lose his firmness from Aomine's intensity over him. Aomine's chin was held high, his eyes narrowed to a fraction of a millimeter down toward Tetsu's orbs.
"I sure as hell thought about everyone." Aomine hissed, making Kuroko lose the steadiness within his jaw slightly. "I thought about it the entire time I was being targeted. I thought about my family, my friends…" Aomine paused, his lips separated momentarily. He blinked, indigo irises now growing somber. The contour of his features lost some rigidness and he spoke with a calmer tone running off his tongue, "And don't you dare think for a moment that you weren't on my mind too."
Kuroko faltered, losing the tension from his pressed eyebrows. He wanted to break away from Aomine's weighty gaze, from the smear of dry blood still over the side of his face. Kuroko felt an unexpected sensation form within the pit of his throat, and he couldn't help but feel the well of tears forming over the corners his eyes. He didn't want to let Aomine see him like this. He was giving in to his emotions; something that was not in his character to ever do. Aomine also began to lose his rigid demeanor completely and he lowered his chin to continue to stare at his partner below him with pressed lips. He never meant to frustrate Tetsu to the point of tears.
Kuroko sighed exhaustedly. "You can be very irrational, Aomine-kun." Kuroko said softly, now removing his glasses to place over the countertop. He placed his thumb and forefinger between the bridge of his nose to calm himself down. There was a familiar itch from his nose, and he could still feel the tears wanting to escape. "I have a headache, I'll go and start up the shower for you." Kuroko said, now tearing away from Aomine's glare to walk away from him.
His arm brushed by the taller male hitting his shoulder lightly. He didn't apologize. In truth, he'd rather not say a word for he knew those tears would fall if he were to take in a breath to speak. Kuroko made his way to the hallway to grab a towel from the pantry in order to avoid further emotional distraught. Aomine turned around with unease, hearing the start of the shower water within the bathroom before Kuroko made his exit toward his bedroom. The ace followed suit in slow strides.
"Tetsu." Aomine called out with his body leaned over the door frame, seeing the other male remove his sweater and white button up to replace it with a basic black shirt. In front of Kuroko was a closet adorned with a full size mirror over the sliding door, and he glanced over the reflection to view Aomine before turning away. There was no response, and the ace sauntered forward, now wrapping his arms gingerly around the other's waist as he drew him closer to his lean frame. His fingertips splayed over his abdomen with hand slowly caressing the side of his torso. "I don't want to argue with you tonight." He murmured softly, pressing his chin over his unruly hair. He gave his waist a light squeeze before adding with a weak, crooked smirk, "Why don't you come in the shower with me? It'll help get rid of that headache."
For a moment, Kuroko considered his velvet sounding words and almost slumped his shoulders back toward his broad chest. He was so warm against him, so gentle. Kuroko tried his best to stand strong, firm, not giving in to how alluring the taller male was to him. But it was so easy for him to be ensnared by Aomine Daiki.
Just too easy.
He felt Aomine's breath trail over his ear, a hopeful hum making its way into his earlobe, making Tetsu shudder. He then remembered the scope of his issue, and also the fact that he's never showered with anyone, much less a nude Aomine, so he digressed with slight embarrassment. "I'd rather not get blood all over me, Aomine-kun." Kuroko answered, managing to pull away from Aomine's grasp although deeply, he wish he hadn't. "Besides, I need a couple minutes to calm down." Kuroko now turned to exit the room and called Nigou forth to take him outside, leaving Aomine to stare off after the smaller male.
There were no following steps trailing behind Kuroko. Good. He needed to take a breather. A really large breather at that. The fair skinned male withdrew his keys from the key hanger beside the apartment door signaling Nigou to rush forward. Kuroko's oval eyes fell to his canine companion, who sat patiently waiting for him to open the door. Kuroko released a long breath, his eyes lidding somberly.
At this very moment, he regretted coming off so harshly toward Aomine. As irrational as the taller male was, the most important thing was that he was alive, and he was with him right now. Kuroko shook his head of his tension, now opening the door to let Nigou exit first before shutting the door behind him. He would come back to the apartment calmer, and ready to face Aomine.
A sea of crimson swirled within the shower water just below Aomine's feet of the tub. He sighed reluctantly, gently soothing out the roots of his navy mane of the remaining blood over his wound. Dark eyes close, and he tilted his head up to let the water hit his face gently. Very rarely has he ever came across an infuriated Tetsu. Normally, he would find his change in transparent attitude interesting—but not tonight. Sure, Aomine felt that his irritation was unnecessary, but he now understood the feeling that radiated off of Tetsu. The feeling of almost losing someone of great importance. He was physically, and mentally exhausted, and he wasn't about to let this argument suppress the night for the two of them.
Aomine turned the knob of the shower off, now grabbing the towel to dry himself off. After changing into a grey fitted shirt with denim jeans, he turned off the light to the bathroom and proceeded to Kuroko's room to rummage through his bag next to his bed. The sound of the front door was made known to Aomine, but he ignored it for wanting to give Tetsu his brief space to find his center. Scampering through the wooden floorboards of the hallway was Nigou who made his way toward the study, followed by slow strides of footsteps falling behind.
There was a halt of those footsteps heard by the doorway. Aomine paused to view his reflection through the mirror, now straightening up his posture before turning around. Right in front of the doorway stood Tetsu, a Tetsu that lost all exasperation within his facial features from minutes ago. There he stood with cerulean eyes that bore heavily into Aomine's own. There was an unknown firmness with the way he was postured, and Aomine blinked, puzzled. "Oi Tetsu…" Aomine greeted in a low tone, not too sure how to proceed with the conversation. Instantly, there was a shift within Kuroko, his hands balling tightly.
With his head lowered, he made his way toward the taller of the two. Aomine drew back his head slightly of the advancement, and Tetsu lifted one hand to grab the collar of Aomine's gray shirt before yanking his head down to meet his lips with his own. Navy eyes widened, seeing those of Tetsu's pressed shut tightly. The kiss was soft, desperate, and somehow held so much desire just as if he was never going to get a second chance at this moment.
Keeping the grip of Aomine's collar firm, Kuroko brought is other hand over Aomine's cheek, breaking the kiss to catch his breath softly before pressing his slight lips over the other's own again. Aomine craned his neck, returning the motion with a soft groan of his throat. Just as Aomine lifted his hands to lay over Tetsu's waist, the smaller male withdrew from the kiss, lowering his face so he couldn't see him. His grip of Aomine's collar released, and as Aomine lurched forward to continue, Kuroko pressed his hand toward his masculine chest to stop him and lowered his other arm back to his side.
"I'm still very upset with you, Aomine-kun." Kuroko managed softly, patting his chest gently before turning to exit the room.
Aomine glared back at him, dumbfounded, speechless.
Kuroko brushed his hair back over his forehead in the midst of his heart pounding fiercely. He needed some water. Something to get rid of the lump sitting at the pit of his throat. Kuroko made his way to the kitchen and opened the cupboards to retrieve a small glass cup. Right, a drink would definitely help him settle down his embarrassment. As soon as he closed to pantry, he could feel a presence beside him. Kuroko turned his head, setting his glass down.
"Aomine-kun?"
Heavy navy irises were lidded over Tetsu. Aomine stood unyielding, his eyes not blinking for a moment. There was a slight turn of his head as he stepped toward the smaller male. Kuroko pressed his lips together firmly, still feeling heat blossom over his light cheeks.
"About how I acted earlier this evening, I'd like to—"
Aomine drew his hand over the back of Tetsu's head, lightly grabbing a handful of hair before pressing his lips over his own almost harshly. Now it was Kuroko's turn to stare wide eyed. He recoiled, bringing his arms up to Aomine's chest in protest. However, Aomine turned his smaller frame toward the countertop, pressing Tetsu's backside against it before breaking off the kiss to trail his lips over his jawline. "What happened? You were acting so bold just a minute ago." He whispered as he brought his hand down toward the nape of his neck. Kuroko could feel his fair toned hands come to a close, lightly gripping Aomine's shirt as he felt his lips over his cheek then right back to his mouth.
Aomine pressed his thigh in between to separate Tetsu's own, causing the other to quiver slightly. Every kiss was long, demanding, and very passionate. Aomine flicked his tongue over those slight lips before craning his head to dive even further. Kuroko groaned, shivering at the exploration of the other male's tongue finding his own. Tetsu tasted so sweet; the hint of vanilla still lingering within his tongue. Aomine brought his hands down to Kuroko's thighs, gripping underneath his hamstrings before hoisting his light frame over the countertop with ease. Kuroko gasped, not having time to recover his breath before Aomine continued, stealing his lips within his own, and biting his lower lip to draw him back to him when Kuroko tried to recover his breath. God, was Aomine warm, and solid with the way he demanded each kiss.
Kuroko drew back, breathing softly, as lidded eyes fluttered to view Aomine's own. He found his arms unconsciously made their way up to his shoulders, and Aomine chuckled, nuzzling his head beside his neck. "You're not really mad at me, are you?" Questioned Aomine cunningly, bringing both lengthy hands up the back of Tetsu's shirt to explore his backside. Kuroko let out a sigh, turning his neck to the side as an invitation to let Aomine proceed. A chuckle was emitted from Aomine before he kissed his neck softly.
"For now, I'm not." Replied Kuroko breathlessly with his shoulders sunk in defeat, allowing his arms to limply hang over Aomine's own. Now, Aomine squeezed Tetsu in a soft embrace while nestling his chin over the smaller male's shoulder. Kuroko let out a content exhale, letting the wave of calm overtake them.
"I'm not going anywhere, Tetsu." Reassured Aomine softly, almost pleading as he began to caress one arm over his back in long strokes. Kuroko shivered, now wrapping around the other's neck. Aomine turned his head slightly toward Kuroko's ear, a teeth baring smirk now appearing over his lips. "And neither are you."
With eyes fluttering in confusion, Kuroko withdrew his head back only to be faced with another hard kiss. Aomine roughly gripped Tetsu underneath his hamstrings and hoisted him up off the countertop. "Aomine-k—" He let out with a startle, before the taller male started back toward his bedroom, shuffling to close the door behind him before sauntering over to the bed to lay Kuroko over the mattress.
Demanding eyes leered over Tetsu as Aomine removed his shirt to throw over the floor. Strands of cerulean hair splayed over Kuroko's face, and he swallowed hard, taking in how lean Aomine actually was, and how he didn't know what to expect next. A slight curve of a smirk was formed over Aomine's lips, and he crawled over Tetsu, his leg again pressing up hard to separate Kuroko's thighs. Hot breath lingered over Tetsu's neck, and Aomine dragged his tongue over Kuroko's jaw line slowly. Kuroko let out a small exhale, bringing a hand over Aomine's shoulder to grip.
This was all happening too fast, leaving Tetsu simply breathless. From the way Aomine hungrily kissed him, from the way he nipped his neck with light bites, the smaller male felt lightheaded. Aomine broke off his advances as he brought his hand down and lifted Tetsu's shirt to discard over his body. Aomine's eyes trailed down to Kuroko's frame. For Kuroko's small build, he was quite lean; the tone of his already light skin illuminating brighter with the help of the moon's light. He studied the contrast of their skin tones, to the way his chest fluctuated with each heavy breath taken. His gaze trailed up to Tetsu's face; his alabaster cheeks coated in red with fluster, his lips colored a darker shade of pink from the amount of times Aomine's bit into his lower lip, and his light cobalt eyes showing a sense of coy.
Aomine grinned darkly, leaning in to kiss his neck before trailing down to his chest, now using his tongue to trace circles around each erect nipple. He could feel Tetsu wriggle beneath him, his breath now exhaling in irregular intervals. "Aomine-kun, what are you—" He managed to let out before he felt a large hand shamelessly run over his inner thigh, trailing up before giving a light squeeze toward his growing bulge within his denim pants. Kuroko exhaled, finding one hand unconsciously clawing Aomine's shoulder while the other was over his mouth, sinking his teeth into his finger to bite back a moan. Aomine gave one last suck over his delicate chest before moving his gaze back up to Tetsu. His eyes narrowed slyly, seeing how his partner was beginning to lose his composure. With one hand, the ace began to unbutton the material of Kuroko's jeans, now swiftly unzipping the denim with ease.
Once again, his fingertips grazed over Tetsu's growing erection, and he grinned at how hard Tetsu was trying to fight back his pleasure. Aomine loomed over the smaller male, seeing his head shift to the side of the pillow with batted eyelashes. "You know, I've thought about you underneath me like this for a while now." Aomine spoke in a husky tone, his hand continuing to trail over Tetsu's length from his briefs. Aomine was simply teasing him, careful not to actually grab hold of it just yet. "Is that strange, Tetsu?"
Kuroko closed his eyes momentarily, feeling the pulse of his finger through his teeth before murmuring softly, "No… I don't find it strange." I've thought about this too, in fact. Kuroko blushed at the thought now avoiding the other's gaze loomed over him. They were now together after all. This was all just new to him. From their first kiss, to whatever was now going to take place now. Aomine's advances were already too much for him to bare. God, was his head spinning. A thoughtful hum was heard from Aomine as he withdrew his hand from Tetsu's arousal and removed his hand from his mouth, now turning Kuroko's attention toward him.
Indigo eyes were hungry. Sharp lips pressed into a firm line. Aomine held Kuroko's wrist against the side of the bed, careful not to squeeze tightly. "I really want you, Tetsu." Aomine whispered, almost sounding off as a growl. He studied Tetsu's timid features, noting the swallow of his fair throat. He wanted confirmation, he needed to know if Tetsu wanted the same. "Do you want me too?" He questioned, the corner of his lips forming into a devious smirk.
Oval eyes blink, and Kuroko turns his head to the side to avoid Aomine's piercing glare. He nods his head before replying ever so gently, timidly, "I do."
A brief chuckle was heard before Aomine freed his wrist to now secure his hand underneath Tetsu's chin harshly, turning his gaze back to him. Baring his teeth slightly, Aomine stared down at him with sharp lidded eyes. "I want you to look at me and tell me you want me." Aomine breathed lowly, now hovering his lips over his jaw to deliver small pecks before travelling to his ear. His tongue flicked over to drag along the outer helix of his ear before biting down softly on his lobe. Kuroko jolted slightly, a small moan escaping those slight lips. Aomine let out a satisfied huff. "I want to see it in your face, and your body." He drew his head back, watching as he dragged his thumb down Tetsu's lower lip to part his mouth open slightly. At this point his eyes were dark, dangerous. "I want to hear you moaning, your voice gasping for me as I'm making a complete mess out of you."
Kuroko laid there speechless, wondering how Aomine became this lecherous. This was all too much for him. That at least he knew. His chest was pounding furiously, with cobalt eyes staring into those determined indigo orbs. He just couldn't take it anymore.
With one hand, Kuroko removed Aomine's grip from his chin, and sat up, forcing his partner to recover back in slight surprise. One light hand laid over his cheek while the other wrapped around Aomine's neck before pulling him in for a slow, hard kiss.
Aomine stiffened in surprise as Tetsu craned his neck to deliver a deeper kiss, even going as far as pushing his tongue through to meet the other's own. Aomine let out a low purr as he wrapped one lengthy arm around waist. After long moments of remaining intertwined, Kuroko separated, now facing Aomine with modest determination before saying, "I want you too, Daiki-kun."
The navy haired male pulled away from his grasp, now staring at Tetsu with bewildered eyes. Kuroko never called him by his first name. Maybe on some jokingly occasions years ago, but hearing his name slip Tetsu's tongue made Aomine fluster in slight on how foreign it rang through his ears. He turned away from Kuroko's gaze all the while placing a hand over his face. The shorter male recoiled, unsure if he had done something wrong. Aomine removed himself from the bed, lowering his hand to face Tetsu head on with a stern expression.
"Tetsuya…"
Kuroko drew his head back at how Aomine referred to him. The bronzed skinned male tilted his head back with wicked eyes leering over him. "You have no idea what you've just done, do you? Calling me by my first name… you're pretty daring today, aren't you?" He asked, now proceeding to undo his jeans. The smaller male blinked, shifting his eyes down below to face his own pants shucked down almost below his knees.
"You were saying such unreasonable things… I didn't know what to do in that moment." Kuroko could feel his face burning red at his unexplainable statement. Rather than admit he was extremely apprehensive of all of this, he just… acted.
"Get up." He heard Aomine demand coolly. Kuroko drew his eyes back forward to face his partner who was now down to his briefs. Tetsu's breath was caught in his throat as he took in the sight of Aomine Daiki. He was absolutely handsome. The night light reflected off his dark complexion with the upmost form of radiance. To say that the taller male was solid would be an understatement. Each curve of his muscles were made known to Tetsu from his shoulders all the way down to his calves. A low grunt was heard to bring Tetsu's attention back to reality to view Aomine bent forward to claw away at his bottoms, stripping him nude. Kuroko took in a sudden swallow before Aomine reached for his arm to drive him off the mattress.
He turned Tetsu around with his back against his chest. Both lengthy hands secured over Tetsu's hips firmly. In front of the two was the closet mirror, and Kuroko blushed harder, feeling more exposed than he ever had in his life. Kuroko could see Aomine nuzzle his head toward his shoulder through their reflection. He shuddered, feeling Aomine's teeth catch the edge of his ear. "What are you doing..?" Kuroko could barely let out as he could feel those bronze hands map out the entirety of his body.
Aomine released a soft laugh, with one hand brushing up his hamstring roughly, digging his fingers into the firmness of Tetsu's buttock before cracking down a solid slap, a slap that stung his own hand that he couldn't imagine how harsh it felt toward his light skin. He watched the mirror with a grin as Kuroko yelped, flinging one hand toward his bronzed arm to push it away. "Tetsu…" He started, now trailing his hands up the porcelain skin of his abdomen as Kuroko's hand was still latched onto his arm. "I want you to tell me exactly what I'm doing to you. Let me hear you." Kuroko held his breath momentarily, his eyes fixed on Aomine's piercing glare through the mirror. He then fastened his eyes elsewhere.
"You're too much, Aomine-kun." It was better for him to be honest.
"I'm just making this a first time for you that you'll never forget." Aomine amended playfully, pressing his body up against the cerulean haired male. The smaller male's breath hitched at the sudden bulge hitting his backside, and he sunk back into Aomine's lean stature. Aomine smirked at the granted request and sank his teeth onto his alabaster skin over his shoulder to make his partner jolt.
Large hands ravished Kuroko's body; touching, and digging bruises unto various areas where Aomine knew would make him vocal. He couldn't help those heavy hands of his map out Tetsu's light skin; Aomine was just too transfixed by the smaller male. "You're kissing my neck…" Tetsu let out breathlessly, craning his neck to the side with eyes coming to a close. He could feel his knees begin to wobble, and he lifted one hand to Aomine's torso for support. A sudden hand was crept over his chest; pinching and caressing each nipple and he couldn't help but let out a squeak. There was no room for articulate speech, not at this moment. Not when Aomine was kneading his chest with one hand and working his other hand down below; below to a place where Kuroko knew he would eventually scream if Aomine had his way with him there.
"Bet it feels good ne, Tetsu?" Aomine groaned against his ear, his hand now grabbing hold of Kuroko's length tenderly. A jolt was felt accompanied with a louder moan, and Aomine continued.
"You're touching me there." Came Kuroko hoarsely, now fighting with one hand over Aomine's forearm. There was no way to break his strong grip against him, not against Aomine's flexed forearm that was able to overpower Kuroko with ease. Aomine removed his hand from the pale chest of Tetsu's and grabbed his chin harshly to face the mirror ahead.
"Just look at you. You're loving every moment of this." He breathed coolly, forcing Tetsu to see the twist over his own lips as each stroke of Aomine's hand toward his member was made. His eyes were hazed with lust, his body weighing heavily against Aomine's own for support. Two fingers now entered Kuroko's mouth, twisting and exploring the inside crevices. He moaned into it, letting Aomine have his way with him. "Keep on talking." Aomine added darkly, still looking at his reflection under his eyelashes.
Each sentence was a slur, words that Kuroko didn't care if it was at all comprehendible. How could it be when those bronze fingers were making him too full to speak? Suddenly, those lengthy fingers removed themselves out his slight mouth, and Kuroko exhaled, watching as his hand trailed behind his anterior and forced their way between his buttocks. "Aomine-kun!" His voice elevated hoarsely, now feeling a finger probe into his heat slowly. Pale legs buckle, and he falls over with his upper body now clinging unto the white sheets of his mattress.
Kuroko was losing himself.
Heavy cobalt eyes look toward the mirror, and he sees a satisfied Aomine continuing to plunge into Tetsu, now lodging in a second finger making the shorter male wince lightly. The feeling was painful, but arousing all at once. Biting into his already abused lips, Kuroko held back various mewls and retracted himself unto the bed away from Aomine's grasp. "Just wait, Aomine-kun." Panted Kuroko, laying himself over the bed. His head turned to the navy haired male who bore a grin at the corner of his lips as he wiped his wet fingers over his thigh before turning Tetsu on his back.
"We're not on the courts you know." Aomine said as he took hold of Tetsu's legs and splayed them apart. Kuroko shuddered at the way Aomine eyed him up and down with hunger. "Just give up. Don't hold back from me anymore." Tetsu raised his hand over his forehead with parted lips before shaking his head timidly. Aomine now bent over, his hands pinning down against those porcelain thighs roughly. His lips widened to a grin at Kuroko's attempts to mask his pleasure. This was a challenge that Aomine gladly accepted.
"Have you done this before?" Kuroko inquired sheepishly, ignoring Aomine's statement with his other hand fisting the sheets beside him. Aomine's eyes went from Tetsu's erection to his eyes, casting him a slick smirk.
"Not with another guy." He answered truthfully drawing himself ever so close to his groin. "But I've seen enough videos to probably know what will get you going." There was no hesitance with Aomine Daiki when it came to his upcoming sexual intentions. Not once did being a woman or man cross his mind, more so, he looked at Tetsu as just Tetsu; his significant other.
"You're very… lewd."
Aomine's lips twist into a wider grin at that statement, now watching those azure eyes squint as he ran his tongue from root to tip ever so slowly. He could feel the smaller male contort underneath his splayed hands, but it wasn't hard for someone like Aomine's build to keep him restrained. Kuroko was solid underneath him. Aomine could feel the flexion of his muscles repeatedly as he tensed. He now realized that he preferred his solid touch over the soft physiques of various girlfriends he's had in the past. The groove of his muscles tensing and releasing made Aomine crave his being more. Irregular breaths were exhaled by his partner and Aomine grinned at the sight of Tetsu losing himself. With that thought, he sealed his lips over the other's shaft with a low groan vibrating within his mouth.
Everything in Kuroko Tetsuya's mind drew to a blank in the midst of driving the back of his head against the mattress. He dug one hand for a pillow one that he could use to conceal those screams he knew were coming. With success, he raised the pillow over to this mouth, biting, and breathing heavily into it. He was burning, slowly melting by the way Aomine's mouth engulfed his wet heat. Moments after, Kuroko felt one hand release his grip over his thigh and grab straight for the pillow to throw it over the bed.
Kuroko froze, a glare exchanged between himself and his partner. Aomine smirked through his sucking, eyeing Kuroko's motions through its entirety. That's right. Aomine wanted to hear him. A large moan escaped the smaller male's mouth as he ran his hand through his light hair. "I can't take it anymore, Aomine-kun!" Kuroko almost exclaimed with a hitch in his voice. Unconsciously, he grabbed Aomine's hand and brought it toward his mouth, holding it in place as he gnawed, licked, and sucked through his fingers.
Aomine's eyebrows rose in surprise, watching how desperate Tetsu was trying to hold back from his pleasure. But he went along with it, letting him have his way for now. Aomine's mouth released his member, now removing his hand over his porcelain thigh to enclose around his length with various strokes. He made sure that Tetsu was watching each moment carefully before proceeding back up to enclose his mouth around him once more. Swirling his tongue around the tip of his arousal, he dug his fingers further within Tetsu's mouth, hearing a cross between and mewl and a gag before removing his hand once more completely. Let's try this one more time. Kuroko eyed his hand travelling back down to his entrance, and this time, he didn't protest.
He could see a dark flash within indigo eyes in between Aomine slurps as he plunged both fingers into his heat; twisting and dragging his fingers in and out at a quick pace. Kuroko lunges one arm toward Aomine head, grabbing a fist of short navy hair before letting out what was close to a yell. He really couldn't take it anymore. He could feel his chest rise and fall so rapidly, his eyes fighting hard not to roll to the back of his head. He could hear Aomine let out a satisfied huff as his mouth moved faster, making Kuroko squirm beneath him. He felt so weak against Aomine; from the way his body lurched and writhed underneath him, to the weak sounds of his strained voice.
Aomine loved this side of Tetsu.
How his voice began to seep out from those slight lips more than ever before. How his vacant features twisted into expressions of satisfaction. How easy it was to make his partner surrender to his every whim. "You're getting close, Tetsu?" Aomine asked after releasing his cock with a hint of saliva running down the corner of his mouth and caught a glimpse of Kuroko trying his best not to look dismayed. Kuroko managed to nod in between various ragged breaths, his eyes hazily looking over those navy orbs below him.
There was now a dark glint in those navy irises. Kuroko was vocal alright, but now it was time to have him shrieking at his touch. Aomine opened his mouth widely, dragging the flat of his tongue over Kuroko's aching erection. He made sure that Tetsu was watching every moment, enclosing his lips once more over his length before he took it all in completely with closed eyes. The movement of his mouth and his tongue were so obscene against his length; the pace quicker than he was moments ago. And those moist fingers, still driving through his entrance rapidly, stretching him.
"A-Aomine-kun, I can't-" I can't handle it anymore..! Kuroko's head shot back toward the mattress once more. Kuroko surrendered; he was unable to suppress his voice any longer than he tried to. His mind and body had completely lost all motion to his whim, and could feel his back arch unconsciously forward resulting in a low groan vibrating through Aomine's mouth. Through the tension within each ligament, Kuroko could feel himself spill over his partner's mouth. Eyes were shut tightly, were hands balled to a fist toward each side of the sheets beneath him. A whine was released at the fluctuation of Aomine's throat taking him in, swallowing every last part of Tetsu's release. Aomine finally released him with a pop of those slick lips.
But he didn't stop there. He shifted his position, now hovering over Tetsu while continuing to thrust his fingers into his entrance. Shots of electricity seem to swarm Kuroko's being as he squirmed beneath the ace. Aomine's knee propped over Kuroko's thigh to splay his legs apart despite the other's resistance. "Keep on going, Tetsu." Aomine murmured as he took hold of Kuroko's chin with his other hand, bringing up his head to meet him for a hard kiss. His hold was harsh, with his fingers pressed almost roughly against his cheeks. The sensation of his kiss was bitter with the aftertaste exiting almost as quickly as it was presented. Kuroko was sinking. There was no sense of control within his being as his body was forced to shake beyond his initial release.
"Please stop! I-I can't take it!" At this point, Kuroko was out of his mind. He returned with both arms wrapping around his neck, letting out loud moans in between breaths. Aomine smirked, now finally removing himself from Tetsu and releasing his face. The smaller male brought one hand over his forehead in the midst of trying to regain his focus. Eyes now centered. Breathing now composed. Lidded cerulean orbs watched as Aomine adjusted himself up, managing to remove his briefs. He leaned over the side of the bed to collect an item out of the pocket of his jeans.
"We're not finished yet." Aomine drawled, reaching down to stroke his own length before ripping off the seal of the condom to place over his member. He leaned back over Tetsu with promising eyes. He, himself was aching at this point. But at the same time, he loved his view of Tetsu beneath him. Just knowing that he was the one to make him release those suggestive noises was enough for him to hold him over until Kuroko reached his breaking point. Aomine drew his hands underneath the other's hamstrings and slowly lifted them over his torso. Kuroko pressed his lips together tightly as he felt the brush of Aomine's length against his entrance. Aomine's eyes softened, and he leaned over Tetsu to trail his lips over his cheek for a kiss before adding, "Relax, Tetsu. I'll start off slow."
Kuroko's breath hitched at the pit of his throat. Aomine was so careful with him unlike moments ago, as if he would shatter the smaller male with his touch. He gripped those pale legs firmly before gently pressing his lower body against Tetsu. The azure haired male winced and bit his lower lip harshly at the sting of Aomine's member slowly penetrating through him. He was way too big for him despite the preparation moments ago. Both hands reached for those broad tanned shoulders, and he couldn't help but squeeze tightly to diffuse his own pain. God, if it hurt this bad just slowly trying to go through, then it was best for him to thrust in just one shot. Aomine released a ragged breath, leaning in to allow Tetsu to wrap his arms around his back. Aomine's lips trailed over his ear and he opened his mouth to speak before Tetsu started first.
"Don't hold back, Aomine-kun." Kuroko clawed his partner's back at his persistence. He felt Aomine pause, now raising his head to meet Kuroko's eyes. Sharp indigo eyes rested earnestly over his own at the velvet voice rolling off Tetsu's tongue. He could see the small contortion of pain within his partner's face, and he considered him. "Please, just take me already." The begging in his sentence alone almost made Aomine just lose it.
"Damn, that was hot..." His voice almost sounded off in a purr. He craned his head to the side baring his signature crooked smirk. "Just know that I won't be able to stop now." Affirmed Aomine in a husky tone before delivering a hard thrust toward his partner. Pain, and ecstasy rippled within Tetsu's being. His lips were parted with an inaudible moan and he could feel his nails digging hard into his bronze skin that he may have drew blood. Aomine drew his head back in a groan, continuing to drive his member within his partner's entrance, with each plunge entering deeper than the last, filling him to the point where there was nowhere else to thrust. "Fuck, Tetsu…" He spoke through ragged breath, exhaling heavier than before. He could feel the tension of Kuroko's heat taking him in, and his eyes rolled to the back of his head for a brief moment.
Aomine was truly engrossed.
He was animalistic. Leaning forward toward Tetsu, he bit into his shoulder harshly, hearing a moan escape those slight lips in response. Navy irises were seeing vertigo. Sweat was dripping down his face. Breaths were released in heavy pants. Tetsu was unbelievably tight and there was no way in hell he was going to stop even if he wanted to. His clenched hands marked bruises over those alabaster thighs of Tetsu's, and he didn't apologize. He buried himself deeply within his partner at a quickened pace, claiming him as his own. Aomine stared into cobalt eyes that begged for him with inadvertent tears appearing toward the corners of those eyes. Pupils were expanded in desire, and Aomine lets out a grunt before hoisting Tetsu's legs over his shoulders. As those pale hands were forced to release his backside, Aomine pinned them over his head with one hand.
"You're so god damn tight." Aomine managed huskily as he brought his other arm toward Tetsu's bottom to spread him. The smaller male whimpered at his touch, feeling himself grow hard again underneath Aomine. Tetsu was dazed, drowning in pleasure. "Tell me how bad you want it, Tetsu."
Embarrassment had completely washed away from Kuroko's state of mind. He could barely think with Aomine driving into him continuously. Through specks of azure hair over his eyes, he could see Aomine glaring underneath his eyelashes, his chest heaving continuously. "Aomine-kun, I—" His voice hitched at a hard delivery Aomine presented, and he bit into his lower lip with a whine escaping those lips. A teeth baring smirk was presented, and Aomine understood without having to hear the rest. Once more, Tetsu was almost already at his limit, and so was he.
Kuroko cried at each thrust of their hips slapping roughly against one another. Aomine fell into his begging, and growled through gritted teeth. His grip over Tetsu's wrists only tightened, but the smaller male somehow found pleasure beyond its harsh restraint. Aomine suddenly jerked over Tetsu with a ragged groan, feeling himself spill inside his partner. He delivered several harsh pumps before seeing Kuroko whip his head to the side with a whine. Beneath his tall frame, he could feel Tetsu's release once more. Aomine relaxed his shoulders laxly, still in awe that they actually went this far. He kept his gaze over Tetsu with light eyes before leaning his body over him. Kuroko shut his eyes momentarily.
He was warm against Kuroko.
Cerulean eyes now dazed over the windowsill, and Kuroko tried to compose himself once more. Beyond both of their pants, he could hear continuous drops hitting the windowsill outside. His gaze remained transfixed over the window, watching drops of water roll down the glass. The pulse of Aomine's member within him made him shudder, and both males seem to dissolve into a wave of calm. Aomine removed himself in the midst of releasing Tetsu's wrists. Kuroko managed to wobble his legs off of the other's shoulders to lay over the mattress before enveloping his arms around Aomine's neck in solace. Navy irises turn to the direction of Tetsu's eyes, and they soften at the sight of the shower outside.
"It almost seems to rain every time we're together, don't you think so, Tetsu?" Aomine whispered before delivering a hairline kiss. The taller male caressed unruly azure hair with closed eyes, letting the calm clatter of rain water ring through his ears.
Oval eyes remained over the window as if studying each individual drop of rain water falling down the windowsill. With parted lips, Kuroko could only agree inwardly as he seemed to sink within Aomine's soft motions. His eyes fell lidded, now coming into closure. Droplets of rain softly beating over the window was the last sounds heard before he compromised his conscious into the night.
He stared up into the ivory ceiling above. The continuous beats of pawing over the door were made known to Kuroko as he finally turned his head to the side of the mattress to view the door. It was likely that Nigou just wanted some interaction after being shut out of the room for a while. A sigh was released before Kuroko sat up from the bed. He blinked, adjusting his focus before he felt a shift toward his side. Turning below, he caught Aomine Daiki sprawled over the bed in deep sleep, half of his frame exposed over the sheets.
Pale skin flushes, and Kuroko recalled what happened earlier. How Aomine actually had his way with him. His small lips separated slightly, taking in how the night sky illuminated over his calm face. The bronzed male lost all of his rigidness in his sleep, and Kuroko sunk his shoulders slightly on how delicate he seemed to appear. Careful not to awake the taller male, Kuroko slowly shifted his legs over the bed, ready to lift off when a sudden sting pierced through him. Right. He was sure to be sore after their lecherous escapade earlier. He mustered the strength to fight through the pain before drawing up his shirt over his torso and gray sweats and proceeded out the door to a now patient Nigou waiting for him. Before shutting the door, he stole a glance behind him to find Aomine shifting the rest of his lanky frame over the mattress. Kuroko couldn't help but let a small smile escape his lips.
The rain continued throughout the boundless sky ahead. Kuroko rested his head over where the railings connected to the balcony. He drew his arm out to the downpour in front of him, letting the water touch his pale skin from the safety net of the overhead screen connecting to his apartment. He drew out a sigh, unable to find an ounce of sleep ready to claim him for the rest of the night. He retracted his hand, absentmindedly shaking of the rain beside him before continuing to hold his gaze over the rainfall.
"Tetsu, what are you doing out here?" Came Aomine's voice stifling back a yawn. Kuroko turned his head back in the midst of brushing strands of cerulean behind his ear. Aomine was leaned against the sliding door of the balcony with his arms crossed over his bare chest. He wore only black sweats below, and he sauntered over to settle himself beside Tetsu with his arms over the metal railings. Kuroko turned his stare back to the downpour ahead of the two.
"Nigou woke me up, now it's troublesome trying to find sleep again." Tetsu breathed softly, now reaching his hand back out toward the rain once more. Heavy indigo eyes watched his motion, capturing the drops of water running down his pale hand.
The rain spoke for them softly, and Aomine stared over the landscapes with lidded eyes. "You know, it rained back then too." He drawled, turning Kuroko's head to him in utter curiosity as he drew back his hand away from the droplets. Aomine's gaze remained transfixed over the night sky before them. "That day back in Teikō… it also rained."
Tetsu's lips parted thoughtfully, recalling the exact event he was referring to.
I've… already forgotten even how to receive your passes.
Cerulean eyes captured Aomine's narrow orbs slitting contritely and he removed himself from the support beam to level his posture along with his partner over the railing. "Yes, it rained indeed."
Another beat of silence was formed between the two, and now it was Aomine who caught drops of rain over his extended hand plunging into the night. "I was a bastard back then, huh?" He questioned aloud, more so to himself then to Tetsu. He could feel the smaller male's gaze over him, and he let out a weak chuckle. "It's incredible how you still found something to hold unto within me, even after the way I treated you those years ago."
"There was never a moment back then where I wanted to cut ties with you."
"But why?" There was now a hint of frustration in Aomine's voice. His face contorted just a fraction before he let out an exhale. Aomine was bewildered at Kuroko's kindness, his kindness with him out of all people. "What's with you? How can you just look over all the times I did you wrong?"
"Because I could tell that you didn't want to shut me out completely."
Aomine drew his head toward Tetsu with eyes widened in slight. Below was calm cobalt eyes boring into his own. They were so sincere, so gentle. Aomine crossed one leg over the other, shifting his posture to lean closer to Tetsu. He then averted his innocent gaze, now flickering his fingers over the rain, splaying various drops of water away from his fingertips. Even when he wanted to talk with Kuroko back then, that day back in Teikō refrained him from doing so. "When it rains, I always think back to that day." Aomine admitted sadly, turning his palm over to catch droplets of water inside of his hand. "I can't run away from it. I can't run away from your face, that shocked look you had when I denied your basketball."
Kuroko stared aimlessly, watching Aomine's face grow somber. He viewed those bronzed lips curl into a mournful smile underneath the moonlight. "I keep seeing that face, begging for me to stay, to not give up. I did anyway. And every time it rains, I feel all the frustration and rage I felt back in that moment. It haunts me." Aomine removed his hand from the showers in front of him and shook his hand from the drops before placing it underneath his chin for support. "Things would've been different if I wasn't so damn stupid."
"Yet, here we are."
Once again, Aomine's head whirled down toward Tetsu. This time, he wore a gentle smile over his lips. The moon illuminated his face clearly, showing the sincerity over his eyes and Aomine froze. Kuroko shuffled closer to the bronzed male and his head leaned into Aomine's shoulder softly, letting out a soft sigh.
"Ahomine, when it rains, I think of the night you helped me with my injury. I think of that evening of playing basketball with you, Kagami-kun, and our seniors. I remember how warm you were when you had your arm around me on the subway." Kuroko softly spoke, eyeing the rainfall with an unknown sense of bliss. Aomine stared down at his unruly hair, speechless. "Now when it rains, I'll think of you how we were tonight, even though I can barely walk right now."
Aomine let out a gentle laugh at how truly embarrassing Tetsu could be. He drew himself behind Tetsu and draped his arms over his shoulders. He extended one arm toward the rain once more, catching each constant reminder of those raindrops in hand. Memories of that day in Teikō began to dissolve slowly, and in time he was sure that he'll never pass it a second glance ever again. Both light and shadow eyed the endless rain in front of them, relief internally washing over Aomine. The indigo hair male chuckled, withdrawing his arm to playfully flick the drops over Tetsu's face. "Wasn't it you who told me not to hold back?"
Kuroko shook his head at the drops and brought Aomine's arm back around his torso. "Ah, that's true." Kuroko sighed, leaning back into his broad chest. "You still should've considered how fragile I am."
Aomine sneered as he gave him a light squeeze. "You're not as gentle as you claim to be, especially in bed."
An embarrassed hum was Kuroko's answer, and he closed his eyes, taking in the sounds of the raindrops and Aomine's light breathing over his ears. "You're too much, Aomine-kun."
"Admit it, you liked it. At least it's the weekend, we don't have practice—"
"We have practice on Sundays."
Aomine shrugged, now enclosing his arms around Tetsu's shoulders with ease. He leaned down, his breath catching Tetsu's ear with a light laugh. "How about this; I'll carry you inside, we'll go back to bed, and I'll take really good care of you." He suggested with sly intentions.
"The carrying part sounds nice. But leaving more marks will only have everyone question me." Kuroko stated reluctantly, and Aomine laughed a little louder this time, lifting one hand to trace his over the various pink spots over Tetsu's neck and shoulder where he claimed him.
"I can think of other things we can do." Aomine pressed coolly, now removing his arms from Kuroko. In a swift fashion, Aomine hooked one arm underneath his hamstrings with the other around his backside before lifting him off the ground. Cerulean eyes widen, and Kuroko found himself latching both arms around Aomine's neck. Aomine snorted at his surprise as he carefully made their way inside. He slid the balcony door shut with the heel of his foot before sauntering back into the bedroom. Aomine now sat over the corner of the bed, still holding Tetsu within his arms. Both males studied each other for a brief moment, the movement of their irises flickering to various areas of their facial features.
Kuroko removed one hand to place over Aomine's cheek. The tanned male leaned into it before delivering a soft kiss to those small lips. His lips widened into a smug grin, and he craned his head to the side. "Now when it rains, I'll imagine your red face trying to act all innocent when I can tell that you want me."
"You always know when to ruin things, Aomine-kun." Kuroko deadpanned lightly, now removing his hand from the other's face. Aomine let out a laugh and shifted his torso to the side to lay Tetsu over the bed before leaning over him with both arms on either side of the other's body. Aomine ran one hand through those azure strands of hair before giving Tetsu a warm smile as a reply. The taller male closed in, now running his hand through his shirt to splay over his waist and kissed his neck softly.
Kuroko released an exhale with those alabaster arms wrapping over his neck when Aomine began to explore his body once more in heavier breaths. Those cerulean eyes cast over to the windowsill once more, fixing its gaze over the falling rain with a small smile over his lips before letting the ace have him once more for the night.