Kuroko no Basuke x Readers (One Shots)

Aomine Daiki II (LEMON)

[[Cause why not? Btw-- I can only write lemons for characters I can see doing that-- like, the wild kind. Y'know-- but Kuroko is a nono-- unless I'm gonna' change the character altogether--

This is a continuation of the first one! Where Aomine bought popsicles for you. The fluff in that-- where did those go--

WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENT. DON'T READ IF YOU FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE READING.

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You've been going out with Aomine ever since the voucher incident. His attitude changed, his looks as well, but you knew somewhere inside, the Aomine Daiki you knew still lingered around.

Kagami Taiga and Kuroko Tetsuya... They brought Aomine back. To you.

Sitting in front of him, between his legs, he gently ran his fingers through your locks, and placed gentle kisses on it occasionally. Your eyes were fixed on the book in your hands, and you didn't mind him.

Which you thought was okay but Aomine thought otherwise. He didn't like how you weren't talking to him. He wanted to hear your voice.

Smirking, he leaned in to kiss your neck, sending chills throughout your body.

"Hey..." He whispered into your ear, not forgetting to blow into it as he brought his hands to your hips. You stood up immediately, your face flushed from embarrassment, and your heart racing from the little whisper that, no doubt, kind of turned you on.

Woah, wait a minute, this was his room. And that wasn't a good sign. If his parents--

Aomine only wanted to tease you a bit but seeing your reaction... Well. Just seeing you would turn on his little wild hormones, so this reaction. Well... We all know how this was gonna end.

"Aww... Shit."

Aomine brought you closer to him, and hugged you, "can we?" He mumbled.

You frowned.

"I'm already like this... Jacking off won't help."

You sighed and placed a kiss on his lips, "fi-"

But before you could even approve or regret any shit, he pulled you into a strong, passionate kiss, running his tongue through your wet cavern, exploring, and dancing with yours.

Your hands on his shoulders as you stood before him, leaning forward for the kiss. His hands on your hips as it slowly travelled up your shirt, to your waist. His warm skin on yours.

You were losing your breath, his touches driving you crazy. Nervous. Fear. But anticipation. This was one of the guilty pleasure in your list of all guilty pleasures you have. Well...

"Daiki..." You murmured between the kisses.

Skilfully slipping your bra down your shoulders, and clearing every obstacle without hesitation or problem. He tugged you, your naked skin of your back, hitting the mattress. Aomine climbed on you, his eyes were already devouring you.

His lips met your neck, kissing it roughly, sucking and biting on the skin. You tried to hold back the voices threatening to be listened. "Hey... Let me listen to them." The rough voice mumbled, breathing on your neck, collarbone... Moving downwards. You shook your head, not trusting your vocal chords whatsoever.

Unhappy, Aomine bit on your bud, rather like snapping his teeth together, but without that amount of strength. You yelped, and nothing held your voice back, not even the will of yours. Wait, what will? Did you really want to hold your voice back? Well, naughty naughty.

His tongue flicked, and he sucked like an infant. The sounds he made as he did was very, very turning on. Your body shivered and fidgeted from his roaming hands, he got rid of your pants then the cloth under. "Hmm... You're really wet, aren't you?" The tanned boy leaned into your ear, as his finger plummeged into your womanhood, or fingers.

"Can you guess how many fingers are in?" Breathing the question, he began thrusting his fingers in and out. You couldn't think at all. His thrusting, his fingers, his voice. Your voice was released and sounds you've never made unless with Aomine unleashed itself.

Aomine was panting, and you felt his fingers out of you, his member twitching against your entrance. He thrusted.

A yelp.

His head next to yours, and his member hitting your insides, literally, hitting the spot over and over again, sending waves and waves of pleasure over you.

His lips met yours and in an instant, you both were in another battle.

Pants.

Breaths.

Gasps.

Moans.

Groans.

You felt him twitch in you. He was close. He pulled away from the kiss, moans and groans from his throat, his eyes gazing into yours. Lust. But with a hint of greatfulness.

Of course, his moans reached your ears, through gritted teeth and you weren't far as well. "Daiki-- I'm--"

"Same here." He forced the words out of his throat, your hands that were around his neck grabbed onto his dark blue locks and...

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"Daiki..."

"What? Shut up. I'm trying to rest."

"Rude."

Aomine was silent.

You turned so your back faced his, sulking. He was often like this after something intense and you really didn't like it. Can't even get a sweet word from your beloved.

You felt Aomine turn, and the blankets rustled. Like a kid, he snuggled into your back, his forehead against the back of your head, and soon, the little snores were heard.

"I love you too, dummy." You giggled.

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[[Wow. I actually didn't feel awkward writing this. Love otome-- jk. Or am I-- Thanks For Reading!]]