Kagami stood opposite him. Skin damp, breathing hot puffs of air and his god damn white, close-fitting sleeveless top clung to his broad torso, drenched from the wetness. And because of that see-through. Aomine was distracted greatly, much to his dismay. His eyes narrowed and he unconsciously licked over his bottom lip as he zeroed in on the slightly darker, small nipples which perked up through the redhead's shirt. He was damned. He knew it. How could something like this even happen to him? ˜"*°•. ★ .•°*"˜ I don't own Kuroko no Basuke or any of its characters. All credits for Kuroko no Basuke go to Tadatoshi Fujimaki. Credits to the artist of the doujinshi Mr. x Mr. for the cover picture.