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Monstrous	By : Magma Category: +G to L > Kuroko no Basket Views: 3035 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own KnB and I make no profit from this. I do this for my own enjoyment.

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"Seriously? This is your big idea of a date?"
"Ohh c'mon! It's the first thing that popped into my head"
Aomine had dragged her (literally) half way across town and to his favorite street basketball court. He was awfully bubbly about getting her here, nervous even. It was after all where he'd first started playing basketball in the first place.
Mira walks through the fenced gate and to the centre of the court.
"So this was where it all started huh?"
"Yeah", he walks in after her, dropping his bag at the gate, glancing around, fond memories coming to him.
Mira looked at him with interest. She might not have known him all that long but in the few months that she did, she'd learned quite a lot about him. Namely, his endless love for this hard-court game. She'd heard from Momoi that he'd been playing ever since he was really tiny, that he'd challenge all sorts of players, sometimes winning sometimes losing. He'd done that for so long that he'd mastered the sport almost completely.
Now as he gazed from the cloudy sky to around the familiar atmosphere, she couldn't help but gawk at how child-like he looked, excitement filling every feature.
"Why'd you bring me here Daiki?" She asked in a soft voice.
"I..Well..." He chuckled at his lack of words and with a heavy sigh continued. "I don't bring just anyone here ya know.."
She tilted her head mild confusion. "Look this place, it's REALLY important to me. It was practically where I first fell in love"
Her eyes soften at those words, all previous worry of tonight's supposed 'activities' slowly slipping away.
He looks up at the lone hoop up high on the near pole fondly and chuckles to himself. "I was like yeh high when I first touched a basketball", he holds a hand horizontally at his lower chest.
That tiny huh?
"It was so heavy and big that I stumbled and fell the first time my dad threw it to me", he picks up a ball from the near-by trolley and started dribbling it lightly.
"My dad used to tease so much about how weak I was, not being to handle this and all. I'd drag Satsuki all the way here as soon as school got over and I'd practice, not that I knew much then. Most of the times the court would be occupied, big guys with big muscle running all around. I'd hang by the fence and watch like they're uncovering gold or something and later, when they'd gone, I'd try and replicate their moves"
"I was obviously no Kise but with Satsuki's absurd analyzing skills and constant shouting, I'd picked it up. I guess my dad noticed all the sneaking around and he offered to teach me. Everyday after work we'd come here and play and play and play", he jogged, a wide smile spread across his face, dribbling the ball with him and shot, wide-range into the basket.
Aomine walked back to her. "I know that it's not the most interesting place, but for some reason, I really wanted to get you here... Show you here. You're special that way", he smiles at her tenderly. "But if you still wanna go someplace else..."
"No", she interrupted him, moving a step closer, grinning widely, immensely happy at his statement. "This place is just fine"
"I'm glad," he says with slight relief and wraps an arm around her waist. He kisses her slow and passionate, but way too brief for his liking for she pulls away suddenly, a playful grin on her lips as she slips right through his fingers and dashes for the trolley, grabbing a ball and then off to the basket, dunking it close range.
"How bout a one-on-one?"
..............................
"I win!"
"That's just cuz I haven't practiced in a while"
"Excuses excuses"
Aomine can be boastful sometimes. His win was mostly due to the fact that Mira was a little out of practice, but that doesn't mean she didn't put up a fight. The score difference was far too small between them to show otherwise.
A loud thunder roared through the sky, startling the duo.
"Ohh look, even the heavens agree," he chuckles.
"Dammit, it looks like it's gonna rain heavily." She ignores his stupid comment. "You got an umbrella?"
"Do I look like I'd have one?"
She sighs in exhaustion. "Sorry, I forgot who I was asking"
Lightning crackles a roaring thunder following. Mira jumps at the sheer magnitude of the sound.
"Afraid of a little thunder are we?"
"N-no. That was just uncalled for," Mira blushes embarrassed. Aomine laughs softly and plonks his tired self down next to her, staying close, his warmth alone comforting her.
Mira looks up at the dark sky, shivering at the raging winds blowing around.
"Maybe we should head home"
"Already?" He looks to her, almost whining.
"Well your 'heavens' are gonna pour down on us any minute so yes!" She exclaims, standing up, holding her hand out.
He grabs hold and pulls himself up. "Ugh fine," he groans.
Moving in opposite directions, they each pick up the two scattered basketballs and throw them into the trolley and then walking to grab their bags.
Small shining drops start falling from the sky and by the time they're out of the court, rainwater pours down onto them.
They scurry to the nearest tree, sheltering themselves as their tired hands drop down from holding their bags for cover, their breath heaving from all the running.
"Shit," Mira curses. "How the hell do we get away from this?" She whined softly. She liked the rain, but this raging shower was an entirely different matter.
"We don't"
Two strong arms grabbed her from behind, almost crushing her in a tight embrace. They both froze, hearts racing, minds trying to catch up, souls trying hard to connect as a blue head bent, an all too familiar short soft hair grazing Mira's cheek. A sound, strained with passion, escaping his lips.
"Thank you..."
Oh, the want, the passion sustained in that voice! It made Mira's legs weak and if Aomine wasn't holding her, she would probably collapse.
"Come with me," Aomine suddenly said, dragging her out and into the rain, bags forgotten.
"Wha-? Daiki!" Mira gasped, letting herself be dragged again by the blunette. Once there Aomine hugged her again, but now she was facing him.
"Dance with me" he simply said.
Mira's heart swelled pleasantly. They were dancing in the rain, the dull street lamps their only light in an otherwise dark world. The soft sound of a soothing tune coming from nearby aiding them.
Mira hugged him tighter, almost clinging to him completely. She felt truly honored to have been taken to a place so homily to him and to have had that ohh so steamy game with him. Her heart swelled with pride, knowing that she had made him all giddy and happy.
They were soaking wet now. And yet it was... perfect. Just... perfect.
They swayed gently in the pouring rain, giggling at how childish this was, dancing like this, without a bloody care in the world. They felt relaxed, excitement rough around the edges as they danced in abandon and Mira could swear that getting soaked in the rain, had never felt so good.
Another burst of thunder roared through the streets, startling the brunette who jumped in her soaked shoes.
"What's with you and thunder?" he asks amused.
"Sorry..." Damn! She totally ruined the moment.
"We should hurry over to your place. We're completely soaked"
"Yeah I guess" Mira pulls away gently, grabs his hand, walks to the tree and threw their bags on them. "C'mon"
This time, Mira sprinted through the rain, the blunette right behind her, clutching her hand tightly in his.
A few impossibly long minutes later, they reach Mira's house panting and slow down at her front porch and her legs suddenly give out. "Oi" he calls softly, catching her. "You've been stressing yourself out way too much" he lets his hand gently caress her muscles.
Mira hated to admit it, but the was right. Her entire body ached and she was ready to crash into her soft bed. Held up against him, she moves forward, him walking with her, guiding her to the front door and letting her unlock it. He carries her inside and gently places her on the couch. Once she's seated, he moves back to the door.
"Wait!" Mira calls and stands with the support of her couch. "Would you like something to eat or drink? You must he hungry after that workout"
"Nah I'm cool", Aomine shook his head. "You should rest. You've worked your muscles way too much today" he moves again and she moves too, adrenaline making her a tad faster, even on tired legs. "I'll walk you out"
Silently, they made their way out the front door and to the gate.
"Ahh.. Wait" Mira pulls on the ace's shirt.
"You need something?"
"Yes.. I mean no" she inhales deeply. "I just wanted to thank you"
"For what?"
"Thanks for today. I'm really glad that you trusted me enough to show me that court"
He just nods and smiles at her tenderly.
Mira felt her heart flutter, and she debated whether or not to tell him the last thing on her mind. She stood there for a while, not moving and wondered if Aomine would walk away. He stood still however, patiently waiting.
"Thanks again.. For winning too" Mira didn't immediately hear a response and she slowly let go of his shirt.
"Remember the first day we met?" Aomine asks suddenly.
"Yup. You bunked the first day of practice and I shouted at you, as soon as I saw you" Mira chuckles at the memory.
"Yeah. That day is something I'll never forget", he then suddenly grabs her palm and places it on his chest. Mira tries to turn away, but a warm hand held her face. "Can you hear it?"
Through her hands, she could feel the reverberating thump of his heart. "It's fast..."
"It's been that way since that day. Since the day I met you..."
Strong lips kissed her tenderly, as if she were something precious. Mira bathed in the sweetness of the moment and felt the warmth spread through her body, which reacted involuntarily. It was such a familiar sensation - so normal and natural that it made her feel so irrational and happy that when Aomine pulled away, she felt disappointingly cold.
Blank minded from the head-spinning kiss, the brunette only returned to a normal state of mind when the frosty wind around grew stronger. Shivering, she said "I've got to go Daiki"
"Not yet, let me talk"
"Daiki I'm cold"
"Then I'll warm you up" With his strong arms, Aomine held her body close, so that her back was firmly pressed against his own chest. Those long, tan arms wrapped around her middle and he nuzzled his neck against hers.
"I love you and I want to be with you", Aomine exhaled into her neck. "You can push me away if you're not up for it"
Push him. Push him away.
"I want to hold you, kiss you, love you all night and all day. You can tell me not to"
Tell him. You know better.
Tilting her head to meet his lips, Aomine kissed her gently. "Do you want me to stop?"
Those eyes poured into her, ensnaring her. Deeper than any ocean, she found herself drowning in those dark blue irises. All her barely suppressed feelings began to overflow, flooding out of her. Heart aching, will wavering, her lips trembled as she tried to speak. With glazed eyes, she mumbled. "No"
Watching her, Aomine released his grip on her before spinning her around, embracing her face to face.
With a tender expression, Aomine kissed her again, gently and lovingly like the first time they kissed, all that time ago. Mira returned it with a passion of her own, letting herself sink in his love, she wrapper her arms around his neck, tugging softly at his wet hair and pulled him closer. In response, Aomine tightened his arms around her waist, keeping her tight against his own body.
"I love you, Mira"
His deep voice whispered sweet words into her ear, and she felt her arm our being chipped away continuously. Impossible yes, it was absolutely impossible for her not to drop her guard and let him bare her (metaphorically and literally) as their kiss grew deeper.
"I love you too..."
Everything felt...fuzzy. Time seemed to leap. First, they were pressed up against a wall practically groping one another. Suddenly, they were sitting on a desk with a lamp knocked over and Aomine's hand traveled up her thigh. Then she was stumbling with him, locked in a kiss, as they tripped over eagerly to the stairs. Their kisses didn't stop as they moved and at the first step he picked her up, hoisting her such that he was holding the back of her knee with a hand and holding her upper thighs with the other. She held on back, arms locked around his neck, kissing him softly.
She pulled back only a little and went straight for his neck, attacking it with kisses and faint nips as he climbed up the stairs, wobbling slightly, dazed.
Thank the gods her room was the first one up there, or else, the blunette would have collapsed on those wobbly legs of his, excitement engulfing him.
They reached her door and he gently pushed her back to it. She unhooked an arm from around him, just the arm mind you, and reached back to turn the knob, pushing it back and open. Aomine stepped in and went straight to the bed, he could look around later.
He laid her down, lips still on hers but the thought of pulling away to get a little comfy, slips his mind as she pulls him forward, making him land in top of her.
Mira was acting in ways she knew she normally would not do. She was more wild than natural, and she did not care.
Aomine did some how manage to get out if her grasp, only briefly though he then pounced on top of her and kissed her throat, nipping and biting tenderly, all passion pouring out.
"Bite me" she groaned.
Aomine let out a soft growl as he bit and sucked on her throat, not caring that he was leaving marks anyone would be able to see. He wouldnt normally bite someone, anyone actually, but with Mira asking him in that voice melted him completely. The gentleman-within had seemed to have fallen asleep, letting the panther inside to break free: dangerous, carnivorous, and starving for fresh meat.
Besides, it was not like he did not know what he was doing. He managed to keep his head clear enough to listen to her, waiting for her to suddenly tell him to back off. He expected her to suddenly pull away and reject him. But fortunately for him, she responded to every touch, and her hands washed over him like the gentle lapping of a lake. Her brown hair quickly lost its shape and splayed out wildly over the pillows.
"Off, take it off...!", Mira demanded breathlessly, tugging at his shirt. Aomine grinned, then happily complied, taking a long lustful look at the slightly wet but slim body, chest heaving with her labored breathing. Mesmerized, Aomine slid a hand gently over the warm, smooth skin, tracing every curve. Mira closed her eyes again. and Aomine decided to take advantage of that – he dove down and sucked on her neck again.
"Get me out of these"
"Yes, ma'am," he chuckled and eagerly got to work.
Mira did not mean to just order him around, but she had to be honest: she was too uncoordinated to work the buttons on her dress. Aomine at least seemed to have a slightly better tolerance, and he flicked each button with nimble fingers.
She was being treated with more attention than ever in her life. As she struggled out of her blouse and let her bra be pulled away, she felt herself giving into his animalistic passion. His hands were fierce and teased her into wanting more. His lips seemed to have an instinct at finding every sensitive spot on her body. She gasped so many times, and these were just touches and kisses so far.
Her head faded into fog for a moment, and when she was aware again, Aomine was talking.
"Are you sure?"
She had to wake her brain up to find out what just happened. Somehow, he got their clothes off, and she was almost naked under him. She realized just what was about to happen and felt her heart leap in a moment of fear. However, right then, she did not care. She was aching to be with him, to be filled, her body tingled with want and hot hickeys, and all she wanted was to be screwed until she passed out.
"We wouldn't be here if I wasn't", she said breathless.
That made him smile wildly. "Damn, I love it when you lose control like this. But...well, don't get angry at me for asking, but you're a virgin right?"
"Yup. You?"
"Uhh.. Well", he hesitated a moment longer. "Yeah"
And her mouth visibly dropped open. "Seriously?"
"Yeah. What's wrong with that?"
"Sorry.. I just kinda thought that maybe you... I mean you sure act like you've got quite a bit of experience"
"Exactly, it's an act," he mumbles, looking away.
She looks at him with narrow eyes. "Why do I not believe you?"
"I'm serious. It's all just a bloody act. Every guy wants to look cool right? I've been with a few girls, but never went further than making out"
"And why is that?" Mira asks amused.
"I didn't like them half as much as like you okay!" he cries and blushes rose red, embarrassed. So cute..!
"It's a little too far-fetched no?"
"I guess... But I know what to do, I'm not gonna hurt you"
"Ohh you better not"
"I couldn't even if I wanted to", his eyes soften and he caresses her cheek with his fingers.
"I know", she leans into his fingers. "You gonna make love to me now or what?" she demands, eyes wide with anticipation.
Aomine looked shocked for a moment and blushed again. "Wow, that sounds sexy," he chuckled, truly stunned at how her words affected him so potently.
He leaned forward and kissed her. "Protection?"
"Shit, I don't have any condoms"
"Hmm", he thinks it through for a moment. "Satsuki" he cries.
"Excuse me?" Mira lifts brow.
"No I mean.. Well she's good at observing things and quick to catch what's going on. That's such an annoying talent"
"And you're telling me about this now because?"
"Right. What I meant was, she probably anticipated that this would happen with the way we were behaving and I sure hope to any and all gods out there that she's been helpful for once and slipped something in"
"Why would she do that?"
"I dunno. But it'll probably explain why she was all around, trying to grab my bag earlier. Hoping can't kill right?"
"Riiiiiiiight"
"Hold on just a sec. I'll be right back"
He walks in half a minute later holding a tiny packet with him. "I'm really gonna have to thank her for this"
"Can you please stop talking about your sisterly friend right now and get to WORK?" she yelled impatiently.
"Right sorry..."
He quickly put on a condom, fumbling through it then leaned over and kissed her. Mira squirmed as she felt him teasing her, rubbing across her. She whimpered and tried to pull him down.
"You sure you're sure?" he asked, half playful, half truly serious in wanting to make sure she was willing.
"Yes already!" she yelled.
With gentle eyes, he watched her for just a moment longer, taking in her whole face and making sure she was watching him before continuing. "Please don't regret it in the morning."
Through the haze, she felt him slide inside.
"Holy shit, you're fucking huge!" Mira's hoarse cry startled him.
He opened his eyes, surprised that they had even been closed, and focused on her. Her arms were no longer around him, or helping him, but were up by her hair, clutching at her head. Her face was pinched slightly with pain, teardrops at the corners of her eyes, her teeth clenched, and her bottom lip was so red he wondered if it was smeared blood.
"Do you want me to stop?"
"Just... Hold still. Let me adjust"
"Okay", he nodded. "Hold onto me"
"Huh?" She groaned.
"My shoulders. Hold on and if it hurts too bad, squeeze"
"I might hurt you"
"It's okay. I just want to help lessen yours"
She smiled weekly at him and led her trembling hands to his back. He moved in just a little and she pressed down, her nails digging into his skin. He groaned at the slight sting, but held on. It was probably way more painful for her.
A few more minutes of not so patient movement and she finally relented.
"Move"
"You sure?"
She nodded and relief washed over him, though he knew if he couldn't stop the small pulsing his hips had been doing, since the beginning, it was definitely going to be over way sooner than he intended.
He moved slightly and she felt a moment of perfect lucidity and looked up. She felt Aomine slowly slide back and thrust in again, all thoughts shoved away, save for a single one. And it wasn't just in her mind.
Acceptance!
Of eachother and own.
Aomine felt his urgency curling slowly in the pit of his gut as he dropped hurried kisses against the corner of her eye, the side of her nose, her earlobe, and then finally, he reached his hands forward, clutching at the curves of her hips, rocking her gently towards him. He groaned and she did too.
"I love you", he breathed.
Those three little words she needed to hear. In fact, she had so dearly wanted to be told that again and again and again, and only by him, she felt a tear drip down her cheek.
"Now, now," Aomine laughed, softly wiping the drop aside. "Don't go all tearY eyed on me" She let out a soft laugh.
He scooped her up and held her tightly as he moved her to sit on his lap. Her legs wrapped around his waist, and the new position thrust her down even more onto him. She cried out as he thrust deep inside, completely filling her, and pressed deep against her back wall. The pleasure coupled with just the right amount of pain made it feel so good.
"I think you like that," he chuckled lasciviously.
He watched her cheeks turn cute and pink as she tried to hide the faces she was making. Seeing her bite her lip made him smile. Everything about this woman was adorable, from the gasps she gave to the drawn out wails, to how she bit her finger after squealing like that, as if ashamed of her own voice.
"Mira," he crooned.
"Daiki..."
Damn, but he loved to hear her call him that! He leaned backwards and let her ride him. Her gasps took on a rhythm, and Aomine watched her breasts like a catnip toy. Damn his boob-fetish!
He simply had to play with them! When he grabbed them, Mira tightened on him and cried out. Feeling that tenseness almost made him lose control. He firmed up his muscles to hold back a little longer. He wanted her to be utterly pleased by him, so even when he heard her screaming and felt her constrict on him, Aomine gritted and held back. With such an amazing lover, it was not easy, but he managed to stop himself from coming as she wailed in an orgasm.
Then, with Mira still catching her breath, he flipped their positions fast, placed her head on the pillow, and slammed into her. With her body still floating on a high, he pounded into her, going wild this time, not gentle. Immediately, she was screaming and clawing at his shoulders.
"Too much Daiki!" she moaned.
"That's what I want to hear," he smirked, and a second later he felt her clench on him again.
Mira was stayed shocked as the blunette continued at her, grabbing her hips to slam in harder. She heard his breathing getting ragged and wondered how he could manage to last this long.
"Daiki!" she screamed.
This time she felt him come first, and the throb and pressure drove her over the edge. Her whole body shuddered in sensitivity. She knew she could not take anymore, and she was willing to beg him to stop. Luckily, Aomine collapsed a bit, barely holding himself up with his arms. His breaths came harsh and scratchy. She ran her fingers through his fluffy and short blue hair and felt a smile drift lazily onto her face.
"You..." he panted, "You're pretty damn good."
It made her blush and giggle.
He pulled out and collapsed beside her. "No regrets?"
She shook her head and groaning, cuddled next to him.
He rolled partially on top of her. "Then I'll have to take care of you in the morning. I guess that means I should stay the night."
She smiled and caressed his face. "Now I would like that."
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[A/N]
Ta ta da daaaa..!
Hope you guys enjoyed this ;P
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