NOTE: kuroko and aomine are the only ones who get two chapters cuz that's how it manifested in my head.
and (ff . net) really hates the length of my chapter titles so i have to butcher them in the drop down menu to make them fit. :'(
Chapter 5: Kuroko and Aomine Were Each Other's First Fling
There was no chance of actually rekindling their relationship, but after Touou defeated Seirin, Aomine couldn't stop thinking about Tetsu. He'd had all those experiences with Imayoshi, but still he was thinking of Tetsu. Seeing him again had awoken something in him.
Later that night after the game, he intercepted Kuroko outside his home. Kuroko was surprised to see him. Neither of them were their usual selves, not even the selves who had just played that game earlier that day.
"Tetsu," Aomine was wearing a jacket hood to hide his face.
"Aomine-kun."
"I—just…could we…?" Aomine kept pausing and looking around like he was about to leave with a 'nevermind.' But he kept stopping himself. He took a step toward Kuroko so they were just an arm's length apart. "I never stopped…i still—"
Aomine finally looked him in the eye, and they both had a fierce kind of desperate gaze. So when Aomine sprung forward, wrapping his arms around Kuroko and leaning down to kiss him as hard as he could, Kuroko immediately opened to him and they were making out in the middle of the street.
In between kisses, Aomine whispered "Tetsu," over and over again. Aomine started kissing his way down Kuroko's neck, and Kuroko grabbed Aomine's head with both hands, digging his fingers into Aomine's hair. "Ao—min—e" he gasped for the first time in that moment, and Aomine went from kissing to sucking on Kuroko's neck until the skin was red, and nipping him, leaving bite marks, as if to claim him. Polite little Kuroko only ever lost the honorifics during sex.
They were still out in the street, so without breaking contact or intensity, Kuroko steered them in between his building and another, to a slim alleyway, and Aomine pressed his entire body against Kuroko, up against the wall. Aomine would've just left it at kissing, but, while they were making out, Kuroko's hands found Aomine's belt and started undoing it. And fuck, kissing wasn't going to be enough for either of them now. Aomine had exponentially increased his intensity and initiative since they were last together, mostly due to his ongoing arrangement with Imayoshi. Kuroko had never been with him like this, before.
Aomine already knew how he wanted to do this. Once Kuroko had exposed him, he turned Kuroko around to face the wall and pushed him up against it, pulling Kuroko's pants down without loosening them. Aomine continued to suck on Kuroko's neck, as he prepared him using Kuroko's own saliva. He had missed all of this, everything Kuroko was. Bending Kuroko over a little farther, he thrust into him, and wrapped his arms around him, one hand sliding up his shirt and the other gripping his member, and he started jerking it in time with all of his thrusts.
On one hand, both could say, physically it was the best sex they'd ever had, but when it was all over and they both zipped up, a shameful silence settled, and Kuroko wouldn't look Aomine in the eye. And without any words of praise or discouragement, Kuroko entered his building. He hesitated before he closed the door behind him but he still didn't look at Aomine.
Aomine felt like he'd just done an awful thing, even though it wasn't entirely his responsibility to bear. They'd both allowed everything to happen. There was equal blame. And Aomine wouldn't have even gone in the direction of sex if Kuroko hadn't initiated and driven his mind there. He'd just hoped for maybe a kiss when he came over to Kuroko's place. But the entire time it sounded like Kuroko enjoyed every moment, the reactions, the sounds. Aomine felt it all too. Everything made his body feel so good, so why did he feel so bad?
The tryst didn't end there. Aomine felt like crap, but still kept mentally reliving the extremely good parts of his night with Kuroko. A couple days later, Kuroko showed up at his school. Aomine was actually going to practice "for once," but Kuroko intercepted him in the locker room. Everyone else was already in the gym.
They didn't even say anything this time. They just held each other's gaze, not even greeting each other with names. And it only took a minute before Kuroko moved swiftly across the room and pulled Aomine down into a kiss, which he immediately opened for, letting Kuroko explore his mouth. Aomine fell backwards onto a bench and Kuroko immediately straddled him, never breaking the kiss. Aomine dug his hands into Kuroko's shirt, bunching the material in his fists. Kuroko dug his fingers into Aomine's thighs. This was a little new. Kuroko was never this aggressive in their relationship.
He kept pressing against Aomine with forceful kisses until Aomine was lying on the bench on his back. But Kuroko didn't enter him. He held both of their members in one hand and started jerking them off together. They were both having trouble keeping their voices down. Kuroko muffled himself against Aomine's chest. Aomine had to muffle himself with his own arm. Their grunts and pants and moans were still a little too loud, but they felt too good to care beyond what they were doing.
Right after they finished they still had no words. Kuroko briefly looked Aomine in the eye, but decidedly avoided eye contact immediately after. They didn't have any time for a drawn out exit. Imayoshi and Momoi's loud entrance immediately launched Kuroko out the door, to avoid detection, and Aomine would have to come up with an excuse as to "what he was doing, practice had already started."
That was it. Neither one of them sought the other out like that again. Aomine continued his arrangement with Imayoshi, without him ever knowing, not that they were "in a relationship" anyway.
With Aomine, this all happened before Kuroko found out what Kagami really meant by his words after the Touou game. Once Hyuuga revealed to him what they really meant, and he and Kagami "made up," his off-period ended, and whatever those flings with Aomine were, were driven from his thoughts.