A/N: I have to apologize for this chapter, as it was planned to only be a short interlude including Kagami. But it somehow got away from me, and I've obviously been reading too many AoKagaKuro and AoKaga fics recently so it ended up as it is now.
~ Friday - interlude
Fridays are special. Murasakibara's 'shift' ends Friday morning, but Akashi won't be back until later that day. While all of his caretakers have volunteered to keep him company, Kuroko has decided to spend the time - if possible - with his best friend Kagami instead.
He wakes with Murasakibara, and together they change into their day clothes. After a quick goodbye kiss, Murasakibara leaves and Kuroko ventures down into the kitchen, where Kagami is busy with preparing breakfast.
"Hey Kuroko." He greets with a smile, while pouring freshly pressed orange juice into a glass.
"Good morning, Kagami-kun." Kuroko takes his seat and accepts the now filled glass. Kagami then places a plate filled with scrambled eggs and bacon in front of him.
Kagami fills the air with idle chatter while simultaneously destroying enough food to serve a complete soccer team, coach and reserve players and all. Kuroko still finds it astounding that Kagami never gains any perceivable weight. The world is an unfair place, he supposes.
"So, how's your week been?" Kagami puts down his fork and leans back into his chair, obviously very sated and very relaxed. This is some kind of ritual between the two of them. Kuroko gives a short recap of his week and Kagami provides unnecessary commentary.
"I guess Ahomine never learns." He says after Kuroko told him about their venture into fighting games. While they somehow managed to end up in the same professional basketball team, it's only served as fuel to their rivalry, no matter how well in-tune they are on the court. Kuroko still doesn't know why they are on the same team, when all they've ever been interested in was their ongoing rivalry. Well, he supposes, he's going to find out.
"Aomine asked me if I would agree to a threesome with the two of you." Kuroko says, deadpan and with absolutely no personal agenda. Kagami almost chokes on the sip of coffee he just tried to consume. His blush, Kuroko has to admit, is adorable.
Kagami opens his mouth to say something, but nothing comes out. He's flustered, certainly, but the real reason why he's struggling with the answer is something else. Kagami wants this, oh god, how he wants this - his best friend and his other best friend/rival. He'd sign up in a heartbeat. The thing is though, he doesn't know if Kuroko is serious right now, or if Aomine was serious or if his admission of his long-burning desire won't throw a wrench into the two most awesome friendships he's ever had.
It shouldn't be a problem really, not with his best friend living in a pretty much polyamorous relationship, including him - although more as a freelancer than a steady hire, but that's always ever been on Akashi's terms. Which makes it safe territory. Akashi would never ask Kuroko to do something he isn't sure Kuroko wants. At this point, Kagami isn't even sure anymore where his thoughts are actually heading, only that he's kind of in a lockdown and can't make sense of anything.
It takes him a moment to realize Kuroko has pulled out his phone and is dialing a number.
"Who are you calling?" He asks with no little amount of foreboding.
"Aomine-kun." Kuroko says and Kagami's chin makes a figurative attempt of dropping to the floor. This probably shouldn't surprise him as much as it did, Kuroko is a master in reading people and for all he knows, he just oozed unbridled want. So wait, does that mean it wasn't a joke?
He then has to listen to one half of a very short phone conversation that details the not-conversation they just had and obviously ends up in a very excited Aomine on his impromptu way to Akashi's mansion. One core-feature being the following gem of 'of course, he didn't admit it, who do you think we're talking about', followed closely by 'because you tried to pass it off as a joke'.
Kagami would like to say he isn't nervous, but damn is he nervous.
"Don't worry Kagami-kun, this isn't my first threesome."
"That's not what I'm worried about… wait, what?" This probably shouldn't be as big as a surprise as it is, but what? Is that Akashi's bad influence, or did he always have it in him?
Kuroko, for his part, just shrugs. Kagami always had a problem with nerves, he has a bad habit of not sleeping before important matches for example, but, and that's the vital part, when it comes to the actual performance, he always pulls through. So there's no reason to worry.
Kagami slumps down on his chair and buries his face in his hands. Kuroko can hear him mutter under his breath.
They sit like that for a while, until Kuroko has had enough and pokes Kagami into his side, hard enough to make him yelp. Kagami looks up at him and he's obviously expecting another one of Kuroko's motivational and/or incentive comments, judging by the expectant look mixed in with the hurt. He's been far too well conditioned.
"What? Is that all I get?"
"I just felt like doing it. You're an adult now; I can't hold your hand through anything."
"But… but!" Kagami makes some awkward hand gestures as his words fail him.
"Exactly. There's absolutely no problem. And now pull yourself together or do you want Aomine-kun to laugh at you?" And that doesn't just shut Kagami up; it also drives all the confusion out of him. Just in time for the sound of the door opening. Aomine, as all of them, has a key to the front door.
As soon as the sound is heard, Kagami vaults over the table - quite impressive by the way - and starts to pile the tableware onto one haphazard pile in his arms. Kuroko just stares in awe as he flits through the kitchen, cleaning up and putting stuff back into the cupboards and the fridge.
"Tetsu, I sure hope you weren't kidding." Aomine barges into the kitchen, holding one of his shoes still in hands, as though putting it away would have taken too much time. Kagami, who's about to put away the last of the dishes freezes like a deer in headlight. So does Aomine. Kuroko wonders if he didn't overestimate his lights.
"Bakagami, brace yourself. I won't allow you to chicken out." Aomine recovers first, pointing at Kagami with his whole arm. Kagami slams the drawer shut with way too much force and raises his arm to mimic him.
"Ahomine! I'll make you eat those words. Just wait and see."
"Huh? Don't get cocky, Bakagami."
Well, and so on. Notably to say, that neither moves much from his position. Kuroko just shakes his head.
"Aomine-kun. Kagami-kun." He doesn't raise his voice, but he's been friends with the two of them long enough, to know what tone to use to get their attention - even in the midst of a shouting match. Both of them shut up immediately and turn to look at Kuroko, who's still sitting at the table, seemingly unfazed by the turmoil around him. Seemingly, being the key.
"I'll send you both home, if you don't behave." He gives them both a hard look. "Now, would one of you please go ahead and tell me, why we're actually here?" Aomine opens his mouth to say something but comes up short. Kagami clears his throat.
"I just want to say that…" He clears his throat again. "I've had wet dreams about this, since high school." His face is as red as a tomato now, but he only gets about half a second of embarrassment, before Aomine has crossed the room and pulled him into a violent kiss.
"Don't think you're the only one." Aomine growls in between kisses, hand buried tightly in Kagami's hair. "Why do you think I asked for this?"
"Shut up." Kagami grumbles in reply, only to dive right back in to the kiss. Kuroko feels the first tendrils of arousal; just from watching the two of them go at it. He's noticed the chemistry between the two of them early on and always thought it a shame that their rival spirits kept getting in the way. He'd never expected though, that the actual thing would be this hot.
Aomine has Kagami pressed against the kitchen counter, hands roaming all over his body, touching and feeling the skin that's been reserved for Kuroko so far. Kagami is holding his own, one hand pressed firmly against his neck to keep him close, the other splayed firmly on Aomine's ass. Kuroko's own hand suffers from a distinct inch to touch, although he's not sure if he'll be content with just touching himself.
He wants to be there, in between them, while the two of them do everything to please him. Aomine shifts, pushing his arms under Kagami's legs to lift him up on the counter. He steps into the opening and Kagami lets out a deep and delicious groan as Aomine's leg presses against his erection. Aomine uses the opening to latch on to the sensitive skin of Kagami's neck, while simultaneously rubbing his leg in between his thighs.
Kuroko's own erection is painfully pressing against the restriction of his pants and the sight of Kagami dry humping Aomine only adds fuel to the fire. He realizes he's made a sound when Aomine's head snaps around to stare at him, cheeks flushed and lips parted, Kagami behind him isn't much better off. Aomine seems surprised for a moment, as though he's forgotten Kuroko's here but then his lips curl into a feral grin.
"Tetsu." He says, low in his throat. The sound sends a shiver down Kuroko's spine. Aomine shifts again, turning his body halfway to open up space between them. The movement causes Kagami to gasp and press his eyes shut. It's as much invitation Kuroko needs. As soon as he steps into range, Aomine pulls him in for a kiss, sloppy and wild and there are two bodies pressed against him, warm and welcome and it's so much better than he'd expected.
Kagami joins into the kiss, and it's about the messiest kiss he ever had, three people at once trying to get their share and it's all kinds of wonderful. Kagami's breath is hot against his skin as he breaks away, panting and with eyes glazed over, but Aomine doesn't let him rest up much, before he moves his thigh and has him dissolve into a panting mess. Kagami's hand skids over Kuroko's back, unable to do more than hold on to him in his current state.
Reluctantly and with all the willpower her has, Kuroko pulls away. "How about… bed?" His own breath comes in rags and he's barely able to form words. Aomine growls and seems utterly unwilling to give up his position, but his mind is changed when Kagami sags against him, almost causing the three of them to lose their balance and end up on the floor.
"Sofa." He snarls and Kuroko supposes that's good enough. Kagami still seems to have lost most of his brain capacity, so Kuroko takes him by the hand and pulls him along. As soon as they reach the living room, Aomine spins around and pulls Kuroko in for a kiss. The force of it makes Kuroko stumble, and with Kagami still hanging on to his hand it ends up with the three of them tumbling onto the couch.
Kuroko somehow ends up in between the two others, dream position, weren't it for the fact that Kagami is quite heavy. It takes a moment to untangle everything and get into some semblance of order, but it ends up with Kuroko squeezed in between Kagami and Aomine who're once again locked in a heated kiss. Kagami's back in full force, obviously recovered from his temporary out and he makes up for the miss by palming Kuroko through his pants.
"You got lube?" He asks somewhere between enthuses make out session and driving Kuroko nuts with being a damn tease.
Aomine just growls in reply, but pulls out something from his pockets anyway. It's a small bottle of strawberry flavored lube, slightly dented from its time in his pocket. Kuroko is in no condition to comment, not with Kagami squeezing and rubbing him constantly but he should have known that he's not the only one who wouldn't let that slide.
"Strawberry?" Kagami smirks and eyes the bottle in Aomine's hands. "Didn't know you were into kinky stuff."
"Shut up." Aomine grumbles and pulls him into a kiss. Kagami's hand tightens around Kuroko's bulge and he lets out a sound that's something between a moan and a sigh. The sight in front of him and the hand between his legs, it's almost too much and Kuroko has to squeeze his eyes shut and focus on breathing for a moment to pull himself together. He doesn't want to lose it too soon, but that's easier said than done.
And it's time to take matters into his own hands.
"Aomine-kun." Reluctantly, the two of them break apart. Aomine is still smirking, but his skin is a shade darker and Kagami is panting openly, lips glistening wet and eyes hazed over. He holds up his hand, palm up and Aomine needs a moment before he realizes what he wants. He drops the bottle into Kuroko's hand who examines it for a moment before giving it to Kagami.
Kagami's eyes widen and he looks at Aomine, the bottle with the garishly pink colored lube still in the flat of his hand.
"Tetsu." Aomine says; voice so god damn hoarse it's almost too much to bear, but he's more focused on Kagami right now; Kagami who's trying to piece together what's supposed to happen now; what he is supposed to do now. And maybe even why.
It's again Aomine who breaks the silence. "How'd you know?" He gives Aomine a look that spells 'it was pretty damn obvious', but Aomine being Aomine just looks at him with an expression that says 'I've got no freaking clue what you want from me'.
Kagami clears his throat, lifting his hand awkwardly. "Are you sure?" He asks, ears a bright red and very obviously embarrassed, for whatever reason. Aomine stares at him for a moment; then swallows audibly. Kuroko can see it in his eyes, his whole posture actually, how badly he wants it, but to Kagami it must be the most oblivious thing. Aomine's practically begging with his body, legs splayed open, front facing Kagami and the way he looks at him. He's parting his lips subconsciously every time he looks at Kagami, and that's been going on for weeks now.
"If you can't do it…" Kuroko starts and as soon as the words are out Kagami's hand closes around the small bottle. Aomine opens his mouth to say something but is immediately silenced by a now very motivated Kagami. And it doesn't seem as though he's planning to be patient either. Kagami pushes Aomine down on the couch, burying Kuroko's legs under him in the process, but he'd be last person to complain in this situation. Somewhere in the tangle Aomine's hand find Kuroko's and they intertwine their fingers as Kagami makes short work of Aomine's clothes.
It's like he's driven by a hunger he wasn't aware he had; every movement is precise and driven to one goal. Kagami splays a hand on Aomine's exposed chest, tanned skin on tanned skin and there's a moment when they lock eyes with each other, something seems to pass between them and then Aomine pulls him in for a kiss, wilder and unrestrained than all the kisses before. Aomine's hand tightens around Kuroko's, as though he's the anchor that keeps him grounded.
Kagami pulls down Aomine's pants, revealing a very obvious and for that matter, very huge bulge. He rubs it through the fabric, gently at first and then rougher until Aomine gasps, turns his head to press his face against the sofa's backrest, breathing closer to moans than anything else. He looks up then, at Kuroko, eyes drawn into a question and Kuroko gives him a nod, small and measured and Kagami's lips curl into a grin.
He grabs Aomine's shoulder and pulls him up, rougher than absolutely necessary but it elicits a groan from the other that very well justifies it. "Come one Aomine, you gotta work for your fill." Kagami coaxes and Kuroko didn't even know he had that in him. Aomine blinks a few times until Kagami loses patience and shoves his head roughly into Kuroko's lap.
"You're not the only one with needs." Kagami enjoys this more than Kuroko had expected, hell he can't even say he predicted this, but it's all for the better when Aomine hastily shoves down his pants and presses his lips on his own bulge. Kagami sinks his hand into Aomine's hair and pushes him down further, giving him little to no control over his movements. Aomine's hands dig into Kuroko's thighs but he's not fighting back against Kagami, instead he tries his very hardest to go along with it.
"Is that all you can do?" Kagami taunts and yanks Aomine's head back. Aomine growls low in his throat, for a moment Kuroko thinks he's angry but then he realizes that it's just about the opposite. He never knew Aomine had this side to him too.
"Watch me." He grounds out between clenched teeth. He hooks his fingers into the waistband of Kuroko's boxers and pulls them down in one angry swoop. "I'll make Tetsu come screaming my name." He meets Kagami's eyes over Aomine's head and it's clear that the bastard knows exactly what he's doing. And that's about all Kuroko has time to think before Aomine's mouth closes over his penis.
Aomine has given him head before, but this is fundamentally different. Aomine always liked to play rough, but ultimately he's gentle. But Kagami must have awakened something within him, something that's been dormant so far. He's pulling all the stops, swallowing Kuroko down to the hilt in his first go, fraying his self-control until it's a thin thread close to breaking. And then he does something with his throat, or he thinks it's his throat, but it's so hard to focus on anything right now, it's all Kuroko can do not to just lose it right there.
Kagami's hand is still in Aomine's hair and he's not holding back in yanking him around. Kuroko's mouth falls open, unable to contain his voice any longer and he doesn't even care that he's loud to the point it's almost obscene. The world grows foggy in his vision, everything centers on this one point where Aomine's mouth connects with his body. Red washes into his vision and then something hot presses against his mouth, lips - a tongue and then a hand cradles his cheek, warm and soft, a stark contrast to the rough mouth still working on his erection.
"Kuroko."Kagami whispers, breath hot against his skin, almost unbearably so and he clenches his fingers around Aomine's hand; he can't even remember when he took it back. Aomine makes a sound, maybe he tries to say something, whatever it is, it causes his throat to constrict just lightly around the head of Kuroko's cock and it shoves him over the edge with so much force he almost blacks out.
There's definitely a gap in his perception, since the next thing he remembers is Kagami and Aomine locked into a rather violent kiss, and he has no recollection of how they got there. Not that it really matters.
If he hadn't just orgasmed, Kuroko is sure he'd be painfully hard in a matter of seconds. The kiss is, for lack of a better word, filthy, in all the right ways. Aomine has his hand fisted in Kagami's hair, as though he's trying to get back at him, but Kagami gives just as good as he's receiving.
"If you want a taste of Tetsu, you should try him yourself." Aomine breathes out in between kisses. Kagami just grunts and pulls him back in. Aomine's lips curl into a grin, smothered almost instantly by Kagami who's not one to be outdone that easily.
"How about we give Tetsu a show?" Aomine suggests but is smothered yet again by Kagami, who unceremoniously shoves him down.
"How about you shut up." Kagami's on a roll, he doesn't give Aomine time to react, as he pulls of the last of his remaining clothes. Aomine is rock hard, cock red and swollen. Kagami smirks at the sight of it, and the snarky comment is already on his lips but Aomine beats him to it.
"Like what you see?"
Kagami's eyes cloud over slightly, as though he's just realizing what it actually is he's looking at. He bites his lips, unsure for a moment what to do. He wants Aomine, the feeling certainly isn't new, and he doesn't even want to delve into all the erotic dreams and fantasies he had, but now he doesn't quite know what to do with the feeling. There's just so many ways in which he wants Aomine, and adding Kuroko to the mix multiplies the possibilities into the realm of endless. It's been easy to take the lead earlier; he'd just followed what was basically the main plot of every one of his voyeuristic fantasies. Now that that's been ticked off, he's overwhelmed with the options.
And Aomine's just so freaking hot.
"Aomine-kun, I think you broke him."
"You think? Isn't dumbface his default setting?"
"I'm actually surprised you know the word default." Kagami gives back almost on reflex.
"See, I fixed him." Aomine's grinning, and damn that has no right to look this damn good on him when he's naked. And that's as much as an answer as he could need.
"Shut up, smartass." He pulls in Aomine for another kiss and winds the fingers of his other hand through Kuroko's. "Maybe we should put you back in your place." He offers with a teasing grin, going as low with his voice as possible without breaking his vocal chords and he doesn't miss the slight widening of Aomine's pupils, as the arousal settles in. After all, he knows enough about Aomine to push his buttons, and maybe he should bake a cake for Kuroko at some point for sharing all kinds of information with him over the years.
"And what exactly is my place?" Aomine's brazen attitude is unbroken, even with his pants down and a very obvious erection. But that makes it all the more fun.
Kagami looks at Kuroko who gives them both an appreciative look before he focuses on Aomine. "Aomine-kun." He's quiet, but he commands Aomine's attention as though he has him on a leash. "I'd like you on your knees." Aomine swallows, pupils blown so wide they almost swallow up his irises and Kagami wouldn't even need to see his cock to know that he must be out of his mind with arousal. But then again, he isn't much different.
Aomine gets up on his hands and knees, somewhat awkwardly, since they're cramped in on the couch but none of them cares at the moment. Kagami picks up the lube from wherever it had disappeared to and tosses it to Kuroko. Clearly, he is handing over the reins and it's not just Aomine who shivers in anticipation. There's something heady about having this much control over two men who could very easily overpower him.
But right now, Kuroko is the one in control, and he's not planning on relinquishing it any time soon.
Kuroko takes his sweet time unscrewing the bottle cap, or at least that's what Aomine guesses is going on. He feels somewhat uncomfortable, exposed like that, but there's also that constant heat of Kagami's gaze on him and that shouldn't turn him on as much as it does. But he always had this thing going on with Kagami, born from high school rivalry and then dragged on throughout their college years and then Akashi had stepped in and offered him this job, which was the fulfillment of a completely different dream, but Kagami had never quite faded.
It doesn't surprise him that people can be able to love more than one person; he just never assumed he was one of them.
Something warm brushes over his backside, a finger, a breath, he can't tell without looking. But as soon as he tries to crane his neck, Kagami's there, forcing him back with rough hands, and that's another thing he never expected to be this hot. But Kagami could throw him over his knees and spank him right now, and Aomine has little doubt that he would just come from that. And maybe some other time he gets into how messed up that probably makes him, but right now he's a lot other stuff he'd rather care about.
Kuroko spreads him and pushes something wet and warm against his entrance and Aomine's body, already wrecked and needy, pushes back on its own volition, ignoring completely what its owner's shame induced inhibitions might have to say. Kagami's hand holds his chin, thumb digging into the soft skin under his jaw and he doesn't seem to plan on letting go soon, so Aomine flicks out his tongue to show he's game. Kagami smirks and increases the strength of his grip; enough for Aomine to feel his fingers press on his teeth through his cheeks.
"I think Aomine needs some discipline." He suggests with no small amount of sadistic glee. Aomine never thought he had that in him. Kuroko just hums noncommittally and slips in a finger. The sensation is just barely uncomfortable enough to distract his mind from his raging hard on, and he focuses on the slow in and out of Kuroko's finger, wishing it were Kagami's cock and fearing at the same time he wouldn't last a second if it were.
"You can do the disciplining." Kuroko says a while later, two fingers in and having Aomine in a mess that's short of quivering. He'd have dropped to his elbows already, but Kagami still holds on to his face and he won't give the bastard the satisfaction. Kagami - stupid god damn Kagami who still has his clothes on - gives him that smirk again, lazy and aroused and Aomine's legs start shaking.
Kuroko makes another appreciative sound and pulls out. He would never ever admit that to a living soul, but Aomine feels quite empty after the loss. Like begging on his knees to be filled again empty. Worst is, Kagami looks as though he's banking on just that.
"I bet he would like a firm hand to his ass." Kagami drawls and he isn't even pretending anymore that this is not a game of let's act as though Aomine's not here. Kuroko places a hand on his ass cheek, hot and so close to where he wants it the worst right now that Aomine can't suppress a shiver. He moves it around slowly, using enough pressure to create a drag and it's as though he's seizing him up for the spot where it would sting the most.
"How about it?" Kagami leans in, voice a raspy breath over his way too sensitive skin. "What'd you say I paint your pretty little ass red?" Aomine shivers again, it's almost shaking at hits point and he's so desperate; begging doesn't even seem so bad anymore.
"Aomine-kun." Kuroko says from behind him, and he must have taken a page from Akashi's book, because his voice brokers no argument. "Kagami-kun has asked you a question."
And that's just unfair, isn't it? Teaming up on him while he's like this. He wants to complain, but what comes out instead is probably the most embarrassingly breathless and needy whine of yes in the history of ever. He doesn't have the time to process though, since the moment the word is out, Kagami has already pulled him up and into a kiss and the intensity of it chases away all the lingering doubts and feelings clouding up his mind. Hell yes, he'd like Kagami to spank him raw while Kuroko watches.
Kagami's fingers dig into his jaw as he angles him right for their kiss, teeth scrap over teeth and it's the most violent from of consensual intimacy Aomine has ever partaken in. It's also among the hottest.
And then Kuroko, that sneaky little bastard, presses his fingers back into him, and it takes him so much by surprise that his carefully maintained control makes a head dive out the window. He comes so hard it feels like a wave crashing into him, heat rolls through him and his ears are filled with a buzz that drowns out all the sounds he might make.
It takes some more dirty talk, some spanking and an excessive amount of foreplay, before Aomine finally gets a cock up his ass, and it's just as awesome as he expected it to be, if not even more so. But that might just be, because it's Kagami who's pounding into his cherry-red ass that's still stinging from his palm, and he's sucking on Kuroko's cock who has his hands buried in his hair and he might have almost cried from the joy of it.
And if Kagami and Aomine end up in a somewhat chaotic but nonetheless passionate relationship outside of Akashi's arrangement, that sometimes invited Kuroko to join in on the fun, then that's a different story.
Kuroko, for his part, decides he loves Fridays, because he never quite knows what will happen.
A/N: And here is where I have to apologize again. This chapter took a while longer than necessary, mostly because I just couldn't stop writing the three of them together. And it will take even longer until the next chapter will be done, since I'll be busy writing my Master's thesis from here on out. Also, the next chapter will not only include the main dish that is Akashi Seijuro, but also the whole weekend (although I might split the chapter into two if it turns out too long), so I'm planning on serving up a nice big portion.
Okay, enough with the food metaphors.
Anyway, I have a lot of stuff to do in the coming weeks, and I don't know how much time I'll be able to squeeze in for writing this fic, but I promise; I will finish it. It just may take a while.