[ There's nobody in the world that's as sexy as Kagami.
Not a single fucking soul.
Aomine can't quite help it that he loses it a little right then, loses that somewhat-strong hold he has on his current persona. It's not that he wants to fuck him any less, or any less hard, but his chest goes hot and tight, and his dick thrums, and his balls ache, and he can't stop himself from looking at him. He can't stop his eyes from warming and softening, can't stop his hands from coming up to rest on Kagami's hard, lean hips, and fuck, fuck he's so lewd, and so beautiful, and for a moment he's just biting his lower lip and holding on to this treasure of his that he suddenly realizes he's about to make his all over again, in an infinitely erotic way.
He has to take a little time before he does anything. He has to breathe. ]
Kagami...
[ He whispers the name against his lips and is fond and quiet, like a secret.
Then he has to hurry forward, because if he doesn't, he'll never make it at all, and the bare fingers that slide up the backs of Kagami's thighs are slick and hot, because he didn't waste time just with watching and like all things in Tanagura, this private space is well-prepared. The gel heats as his fingertips glide over Kagami's skin, sparking with warmth and a spiced smell. He cups the undersides of his asscheeks, massaging the soft dip in his otherwise muscular body and licks at Kagami's lower lip. ]
I can't wait.
[ That's all he says. That's all he can say.
He rolls his knuckles against Kagami's asshole, shocked by how hot he feels, and guides his middle finger inside. His hands are steady, unlike his heart, which feels like it will rock right out of his chest. ]
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Not a single fucking soul.
Aomine can't quite help it that he loses it a little right then, loses that somewhat-strong hold he has on his current persona. It's not that he wants to fuck him any less, or any less hard, but his chest goes hot and tight, and his dick thrums, and his balls ache, and he can't stop himself from looking at him. He can't stop his eyes from warming and softening, can't stop his hands from coming up to rest on Kagami's hard, lean hips, and fuck, fuck he's so lewd, and so beautiful, and for a moment he's just biting his lower lip and holding on to this treasure of his that he suddenly realizes he's about to make his all over again, in an infinitely erotic way.
He has to take a little time before he does anything. He has to breathe. ]
Kagami...
[ He whispers the name against his lips and is fond and quiet, like a secret.
Then he has to hurry forward, because if he doesn't, he'll never make it at all, and the bare fingers that slide up the backs of Kagami's thighs are slick and hot, because he didn't waste time just with watching and like all things in Tanagura, this private space is well-prepared. The gel heats as his fingertips glide over Kagami's skin, sparking with warmth and a spiced smell. He cups the undersides of his asscheeks, massaging the soft dip in his otherwise muscular body and licks at Kagami's lower lip. ]
I can't wait.
[ That's all he says. That's all he can say.
He rolls his knuckles against Kagami's asshole, shocked by how hot he feels, and guides his middle finger inside. His hands are steady, unlike his heart, which feels like it will rock right out of his chest. ]