Bite

Kasamatsu discovers that Aomine likes to bite him during certain… Activities.

A shiver ran through his body, feeling the tips of Aomine's fingers playing with the waistband of his shorts, teasing and toying him in the way Aomine knew frustrated him. Kasamatsu sighed and watched as Aomine looked up at him, his smirk sly as he leaned down and bit at the fabric, pulling it down slightly with his teeth. "Aomine…" Kasamatsu whispered his name, breath hitching as the darker skinned teen's hands pulled his shorts down, revealing his dark grey-almost black briefs.

Aomine reached forward and palmed him through the thin material, making Kasamatsu squirm and flush a deep red. His lips parted, a soft moan escaping his lips. The third year watched with hazy eyes as Aomine moved down and pulled at the knee-length leg supporters he still had on, tugging it down to his ankle. Kasamatsu could feel Aomine's hot breath tickle his skin as the dark blue haired male moved down his leg, placing a kiss against his warm flesh.

Kasamatsu never understood why Aomine seemed to be so fascinated by his muscle supporters so much (or as the idiot referred to as "school-girl knee socks." Pft, yeah right) but in the end, he did not mind. If Aomine was happy, then Kasamatsu was happy, too.

The steely-blue eyed teenager could feel Aomine give his calf a faint squeeze, his fingers reaching higher up his leg until it stopped just under his knee. He blinked warily at Aomine, watching as the other teen placed a soft kiss against his shin, making Kasamatsu shiver. Kasamatsu closed his eyes, wetting his lips as Aomine kissed higher, above the previous kiss. He should have seen it coming – judging by the feather-light nip and graze of teeth on his shin, but when the harsh bite to just under his knee happened, Kasamatsu practically rocketed back, smacking his head against the locker door behind him.

"What the fuck-"

"Sorry." Aomine apologized, looking sheepish and aroused at the same time. Kasamatsu stared at him, pulling his leg away and inspecting the bite wound, seeing the dent marks of teeth, but no blood. "Did you seriously just bite me?" He asked, still unbelieving.

Aomine shrugged, nonchalant as he answered, "Yeah."

"Oh, great." Kasamatsu muttered sarcastically, giving the taller male a blank look. He rubbed just under his knee bone with a slight pout to his lips. "You could warn me next time. You know, if you have some sort of biting fetish or whatever." He said. Aomine nodded, making him sigh as he rubbed his face, his cheeks burning from the discovery.

"So…" Aomine ground out, looking at Kasamatsu suggestively. Kasamatsu arched his eyebrow and rolled his eyes, smirking. Aomine grabbed the older teen by the hips and pulled him close, giving him a heated kiss, "Shall we continue?"

"I guess," Kasamatsu sighed wistfully, leaning against the cool metal of the locker door, watching as Aomine hooked a finger under his other knee-length muscle supporter, tugging it lower and lower as he leaned down and grazed his bared teeth against the soft skin. "Wolf."

Starting this, I knew it would be short. *whistles* Can Kasamatsu be the red riding hood to Aomine's wolf? xD… That may have given me an idea.

~WinterAssassin~