Kuroko No Basket x Reader

Reference (Lemon) (Aomine Daiki x Reader)

Reference (Lemon) (Aomine Daiki x Reader) 

(A/N: This is my first lemon every written.. During this story, you are an artist in need of a reference for drawing bodies and who else to use than the well built basketball player? Let's see how this plays out ^ ^)

SEXUAL CONTENT, DO NOT PROCEED IF UNABLE TO HANDLE MATURE CONTENT 

 The clock's hands stood still on the numbers, 2:47. The day light barely entered the room, rays hitting his boredom face while highlighting the favorable proportions. His eyes were closed and muscles relaxed in the warmth of the light.

"Daiki! Don't go to sleep, or I'm going to end up drawing your arm weird" Your voice reached his ears and his eyes faced your direction.

"If you wanted a model why couldn't you ask Kise instead! This is painful!" 

Your hand holding the pencil stopped, "I'm almost done, and Ryouta said his schedule was busy while we both live far away, plus-" "I rather see you naked" "Never mind, I forgot it"

Returning your pencil back to the paper, the bored and tired model shut his eyes. "(First Name), repeat our agreement"

Releasing your breath, you decided to ease Aomine's boredom by chatting with him. "You agreed to model for me whenever I desire so while in-exchange, I get you the early issues of Horikita Mako's magazine before they're selling to the public"

Aomine snapped, his eyes narrowed in your direction once more "Horikita Mai-chan! Not Horiuchi Mako!"

Rolling your eyes, you set your pencil down and closed your sketchbook. "Whatever, they're both the same. Photoshop and plastic surgery"

"You're totally wrong! They're all natural!" Aomine shifted his whole body, the blanket covering his lower half moving along with him.

Crossing one leg over the other, your body turned to Aomine. "You seriously need to accept the fact that they're not one hundred percent natural, and you're chasing a dream that's never gonna come true"

Aomine leaned back on his chair, "...Wow, [First Name] are you being jealous?"

"Oh my god, shut up Daiki. I'm not jealous" Standing up from your chair, you turned to the table behind you, back facing Aomine. "How about instead of debating on models, you can help me clean up"

Organizing the contents on the table, you felt a pair of hands spin your body and rest tightly on your hips. 

Eyes rested on his bare chest, your raised an eyebrow. "Daiki, when I said helping me, I meant after you put some clothes on"

Aomine ignored your words and leaned into your ear, "[First Name], your body makes me the horniest~"

Feeling his breath against your ear caused your cheeks to bloom like roses. "S-Stop..."

Aomine pressed his body against you and you felt his erect member against your clothed thigh. "I haven't done anything yet" Aomine removed his hands from your hips and went under your shirt, and ran his hands against your back before unclasping your bra.

"Daiki...."

Aomine faced you and lightly pecked your lips before kissing your neck, one hand kneading your mound while the other supporting your back. Light moans dripped from your lips as his lips reached the sensitive spot on your neck. Aomine lifted you onto the table and removed your shirt, he turned to your lips as both of his hand went to undo your pants.

Wrapping your arms around his neck, your tongue slipped into his mouth surprising the male. While you fought for dominance and lost instantly, your pants were pulled off along with your panties. Aomine pulled you to the edge of the table.

Aomine hesitated and at you, "Do you still want to stop?"

You tilted your head, "Just do it"

He positioned his member in front of your entrance, and before entering he rubbed himself against your walls. You released a moan and rested your head against his shoulder. 

"I'm entering..." 

Aomine slipped himself into you slowly while you groaned. He slowly started to move in and out, as your nails dug into his shoulders. 

"F-Faster..." Feeling your whole face turned red, Aomine obliged to your request.

He gradually picked up the pace, and went faster and faster until you could feel your toes curl and louder moans spilling from your lips. It wasn't long until he came into contact with your erogenous spot.

"Ah! Daiki!" You screamed and the blue haired male concentrated on that one spot.

"Almost there [First Name]"

Feeling the familiar knot in your stomach, your final moan dragged out as your body shook with pleasure. Falling back on the table from exhaustion, Aomine continued to pleasure himself. 

"Oh shit!" Aomine pulled out and spurted his semen on your stomach and some on your art supplies, "...I'll replace them"

Placing your hand against your face, you went off the table before wobbling over to Aomine. "Damn right you better, they're extremely expensive"

Aomine carried to your bed and set you down before laying right next to you. "Were you a virgin?"

You looked over, "Nope, you aren't my first"

Aomine pouted, "But you were mine"

"Really? You seemed experienced, I guess you're mine forever then..." You whispered while giggling like a child.

"Round two then?" His hand reached over to your face.

"After you bring condoms next time, and replace my art supplies"

"Condoms, probably. Art supplies, I am a highschool student who doesn't have a job."

"Then sell all of your Horikita Mako or Horiuchi Mai magazines"

"Horikita Mai-chan!! And no!!"

"Then no sex until you can buy new art supplies"

"You're being rude [First Name]"

"I'm an artist, I have priorities"

(This is extremely awkward, I'm so sorry)