Chapter 3: Aomine's First Decidedly Non-Boyfriend Was Imayoshi
Aomine, upon entering Touou, and joining the basketball team, the captain, Imayoshi was quite intrigued by him. Imayoshi had obviously heard of him, but had never seen him play. So he required Aomine to have separate private practices, which of course he didn't want to go, but Imayoshi had his ways. This is how he's the only person on the team who knows what Aomine's "all out" looks like. They played one-on-one and though Imayoshi could put up a small fight, he was no match for Aomine, in strength, speed, or skill. But, out of sheer curiosity, after Aomine revealed he wasn't even going all out against him (even though that seemed physically improbable), Imayoshi insisted "as the captain" he needed to know what all the players could do to their full potential.
Before, it had seemed Imayoshi could put up a little fight, but going all out, it was clear that only Aomine's lack of trying made it seem like that. In reality there was no fight at all. Aomine had been going quite easy on him.
On the way to the locker room, it was at this point that Imayoshi started coming onto him quite strongly, praising his abilities, but at the same time he didn't seem awed by them. He was quite cocky and sly in the way he talked.
"Well, well, so you do live up to the name miracle in more ways than one." He smiled, with an evil sort of glint behind his glasses.
"Fine, whatever. Can I go now?"
"Sure you can go, in a minute…" Aomine was getting impatient. "You know, I haven't set my sights on a first year ever before, even when I was one, so you're the first."
"Huh?" Aomine was kind of an idiot after all.
"I could tell even before seeing you play that you were bored by practice. You clearly don't need it, but I can't just allow one player to constantly skip practice, especially a first year, no matter how good he is."
"Tch. I don't need anyone's permission." He waved his hand to the side and started to walk away. But in a flash Imayoshi had snatched hold of his wrist, startling Aomine enough to turn back around.
"That's true, but without me, doing as you please will be difficult. You may have your special skills, but so do I. And going against me will be an anything but a peaceful easygoing existence. You don't want me in your way."
"What are you getting at?"
"An arrangement. I'll let you do as you please, granted you will have to show up to league commitments to stay on the team. But, I'll make it significantly easier to do as you please, as long as you give me something in return."
"What?" Aomine still wasn't catching on.
Still holding Aomine's wrist tightly, Imayoshi approached him leaving almost no space between them. By sheer instinct Aomine backed away until he hit the wall, but Imayoshi closed the distance.
"Nothing you won't like. But you'll take care of certain—urges."
Aomine looked a bit surprised, but being the bigger guy he could have escaped if he wanted to. He was seriously thinking about the proposal. He really did hate people getting in his way.
"Have you been with a guy before?"
Aomine slightly smirked "one." He chuckled though he preferred not to think about how he lost or rather "gave up" Tetsu.
"So! You might actually know some of what you're doing." Imayoshi leaned closer. "Well? this is a one time offer, so think carefully…"
Even though Imayoshi was pressed up against him, Aomine slightly tilted his head to the side, and checked him out as much as he could from this angle.
"Heh, okay. Deal."
In an instant their arms were tangled around each other and their mouths desperately crashed together. And so began Aomine's second sexual endeavor. It couldn't be more opposite than his relationship with Tetsu.
Even though the arrangement was what Imayoshi wanted, he didn't want to be the permanent seme. Though any time they were together after a game Imayoshi almost always topped.
Despite it being such a cold arrangement, you'd never know by all of Aomine's ravaging enthusiasm. He'd never express it in words, but rather actions with Imayoshi sitting with his back against him, and Aomine would wrap his arms around him and slide one of his hands up the front of Imayoshi's shirt, and the other down Imayoshi's pants. Aomine's mouth would land where his neck shoulder and neck met, and he'd alternate between sucking and biting. Imayoshi would lean his head all the way back onto Aomine's shoulder. He'd reach one hand up to firmly grip Aomine's hair, and the other hand would dig into Aomine's thigh. They'd be locked like this, grinding their hips into each other.
Aomine got the best of the deal. He got to come and go as he please as long as he had mindblowing sex with Imayoshi. Now, mindblowing wasn't part of the requirement. It just happened that they were both able to make each other feel so fucking good. So even though Aomine agreed in the first place, if he'd known it'd be this good, he wouldn't have hesitated for even one second.
After not too long, whenever Aomine was turned on, he'd immediately think of Imayoshi. Some of their sexual forays even weaved their way into Aomine's dreams.
Even though the start of the deal was sex whenever Imayoshi wanted, there'd be multiple times where Aomine would seek him out. Imayoshi never refused that. Even if only one of them was craving it, all it took to turn the other one on was knowing the first one wanted it.
Imayoshi lived alone, so if they weren't doing it in locker room, closet or bathroom then they were at his place.
Sex didn't change the way they interacted. It was just sex and nothing more. They were just scratching each other's itches.