love me gently, love me slowly

[aomeanie]

[it started off with an innocent game of one on one that, of course, ended up in aomine's favor. but one stolen kiss led to another, and well now they've found themselves back at his house. his parents were gone for the weekend, so it was just easier to deal with rather than having to split the cost of a love hotel. or deal with the risk of not getting caught at kise's place. but that's a completely different topic that aomine will have to introduce kise to later.

ANYWAY-- he has kise pinned against the wall the minute they're inside and they've taken their shoes off. he peppers kisses up and down kise's neck as he lays his hands on each side of his hips. he smacks his lips a little as he pulls away slightly enough to look up at the other.] You're taking full responsibility for this, just so you know.

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[reproducer]

[There are few things Kise enjoys more than one on one with Aomine. No matter how often they play, it's something that sparks a fire in the pit of his stomach every single time. It gets his heart racing, his blood pumping, and before he knows it, he's pressed against a wall with an Aomine at his neck.

Kise flusters at the look in Aomine's eyes, but he can't help the mischievous, promising smile as he rolls his hips up against Aomine.]

I'm not the type to do things half-heartedly, Aominecchi. [He leans in for another kiss, teeth scraping lip.] You won't be unsatisfied.

[aomeanie]

[he snickers a bit whenever kise leans in to kiss him again. when he feels the other pull away he smirks and runs a hand down the other's cheek.] I'm pretty sure I said that once. What, do you copy lines now as well?

[reproducer]

[Kise completely and unabashedly nuzzles his cheek into Aomine's palm, eyes closing with a small, content smile.

...but then he pouts.]

No way! If I were going to do that, I would have said something else, like-- the only one who can beat me is me or 50 teriyaki burgers, please.

[aomeanie]

[he drops his hand and just gives kise the flattest look ever.]

I'm not Kagami.

[reproducer]

[Kise laughs softly, hooking his fingers in Aomine's waistband to tug him back close again.]

If you were Kagami, we wouldn't be here right now.

[aomeanie]

[he pauses.] Okay point. I was just saying I have never eaten 50 teriyaki burgers before in one sitting.

[reproducer]

Ah...so Aominecchi finally admits defeat in something after all...

[His hands move up from hips to stomach to chest until his arms are wrapped around Aomine's strong neck.]

But we're not here to talk about Kagamicchi... I mean, unless that's what turns you on...?

[aomeanie]

What it'd be weird if I was Kagami and you'd be hanging all over him the way you are with me. [a pause.] Unless that turns you on.

[wait... the desired effect is not what he wants fuck.]

[reproducer]

[Well, Kise can't deny that Kagami is attractive in so very, very many aspects. He's got a passion that can't be copied, a handsome face and body to match, and a completely endearing personality that Kise can't help but poke fun at.

But as much as he likes Kagami-- Kise doesn't have the attention span to really think of anyone else when he has Aomine against him like this, the man who lit a fire in his life and brought color into his world.]

You are really close to finding out what exactly turns me on.

[aomeanie]

[he leans in, and breathes against the shell of kise's ear.] Oh yeah? You gonna tell me, or are you going to make me guess?

[reproducer]

Mmm-

[Kise's hands wander, smoothing over hard muscle until he reaches the curve of his ass underneath his pants.]

Isn't it more fun if I make you guess?

[aomeanie]

[he lets out a small hum.] It could be yeah, but the more I take guessing the longer I spend doing whatever it is to you.

[reproducer]

You're lucky I'm not mature enough to be patient.

[With that, he pulls Aomine's hips toward his own, moving against him.]

[aomeanie]

[he groans a bit as he rubs his hips back against kises.]

Good, because neither am I.

[reproducer]

[Can he just.

Undo those pants now? Cause he's gonna try.]

[aomeanie]

[hey aomine's not gonna stop him!]

[reproducer]

[Would he stop Kise if he sunk down to his knees?]

[aomeanie]

[only if he took his sweet ass time...]

[reproducer]

[Nope. He's going down faster than the Titanic. And he's jerking Aomine off and spitting on him to get some nice friction going.]

[aomeanie]

[his fingers slide into kise's hair easily as he groans out in pleasure. his head tilts back a little as he slowly thrusts his hips up to increase the pleasure.]

[reproducer]

[Oh god that's hot. It would be even hotter if Aomine were fucking Kise's mouth rather than his hand right now- so Kise's just gonna fix that. He's just gonna open up his mouth and let Aomine sink his way in.]

[aomeanie]

[small breaths puff out as he does his best to not come then and there. it feels so good. it's like kise's mouth was made to fuck.

his grip on kise's hair tightens a bit as he starts to grind slowly into kise's mouth.]

[reproducer]

[Kise can luckily endure a bit of mouth-fucking, can control his breathing and his gag reflex to allow for it. Doesn't mean he isn't glaring up a little at Aomine, though.

He tries to help, though, flexing his tongue around him and humming softly.]

[aomeanie]

[don't offer your mouth up if you don't want to get fucked in it.

anyway-- he squirms a little, hips moving a tad bit faster every time kise's tongue brushes up against his dick. his grip on his hair tightens even more before he finally pulls kise off.]

Wanna come inside you.

[reproducer]

[Kise licks his lips slowly, moans softly at Aomine's words.] Then we better get a move on, shouldn't we? You look like you're about to explode already. [And a cheeky grin at that.]