Imperfect match // Daiki Aomine (Kuroko no Basuke)

[18+] 28. The perfect specimen*****

The light slipping through the slightly open curtain pushed by a welcoming light fresh breeze, shines across her face and forces her to wake up.

Rustling under the sheet, she arches her back to stretch and feels her body on one's embrace.

Opening one eye, she recognises the bedroom and can only assume Aomine is the one holding her.

Her slight movement seems to have disturbed his sleep and she suddenly feels the arm that was around her waist, pulling her tighter against him, generating an instant release of adrenaline.

Feeling his breath in her neck, his chest on her back and his strong arm holding her so close to him, she starts to get excited incapable of controlling her body, moving deeper into him.

The feeling on his lips hungrily moving on the base of her neck, tells her that he's awake.

Her body feels ablaze, excitement rising exponentially as she moves against his core, feeling his member hardening.

His hand slides under her thin white vest and strokes her tight stomach before reaching her perky breasts, his fingers rolling over her nipple generating a lewd moan, satisfying him.

"Aomine..." She breathes out in such sexy way that he can't contain himself.

"Satori." He whispers still devouring her neck and massaging her breast, now blessing the other one. "Say my name Satori." He demands, his hand now moving down to her shorts, passing the elasticated waist.

Her skin is so soft, her scent intoxicating and the sounds that she makes are making him impatient as she rolls her ass against his crotch, making him harder.

"Ao... mmhh"

"No. Say my name." He demands again, his slightly calloused fingers teasing her as they stroke her clit.

"Daiki." She whimpers lewdly under the excited state his fingers skilfully put her under, her hand reaching behind and finding his hardened gift.

Stroking her wet folds a few time, feeling her excitement, he then inserts his fingers in her, generating a series of moans he didn't know could sound so hypnotic.

"Mmmhhh Daiki..." She moans, her heavy breathing matching his thrusting and her pace in caressing him through the fabric of his shorts. "Hhuhh... hhuuhhhh... mmhhh..."

Rubbing her sensitive bud simultaneously, he pleasures her unconditionally and she only feels that she should return the favour, by slipping her hand in his boxers wetting from his precum.

He feels big, his member throbbing under her touch.

"Ugh... Satori... I want you so bad."

"Hhhha... hhhha... me too Daiki. I wanna feel you in me." She says turning around to face him.

With the same hand he was pleasuring her with, he grabs her face forcefully and, after a short pause that he uses to look at her deeply, seeing her at his mercy, this strong woman, beautiful and powerful, completely submissive in her need for him to take her, he pulls her to his lips.

Her excitement is too high and she interrupts their luscious kiss to remove her shorts as he takes his boxers off too.

Turning completely around to face him again, she kisses him with as much intensity and lust as they did earlier, their tongues twining deliciously, while climbing on top of him, his hands sliding from her waist to her strong thighs.

Positioning herself so that her folds touch his erected member, she moves in such way that he feels her rubbing herself on him.

"Mmhhh..." They both moan in their kiss.