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Rating:
Explicit

Archive Warning:
Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Category:
F/M

Fandom:
Kuroko no Basuke | Kuroko’s Basketball

Relationship:
Aomine Daiki/Reader, Aomine Daiki/You

Character:
Aomine Daiki, Reader

Additional Tags:
Pro Basketball Player Aomine Daiki, Rough Sex, Creampie,
Pet Names, Aged-Up Character(s), Teasing, POV Second
Person, Age Difference, Older Man/Younger Woman,
Alternate Universe - College/University

Language:
English

Stats:
Published: 2021-08-31 Words: 1383
 headboard
by rexann
Summary

You’re one feisty little vixen in Aomine’s perspective,

that’s why he attracted to you. Moreover, your bold move
always get to riled him up.

Notes
See the end of the work for notes
You couldn’t even remember why you’d visit Aomine’s
apartment. Things escalated quickly into a heated make out
session by the time you found him fresh out of the shower, his
towel dangling low on his hips, showing his v-line.
“What did I say about not shirtless in front of me, Daiki?” You
sighed, turning away, not wanting to gawk over his Godly abs
for any more minutes.
Aomine smirked, “why? Do I make you nervous?”
“Uneasy, for exact.” You snorted, you hated his stupid smirk.
“I know you’d enjoyed it, though.”
“I am. I’m a normal girl after all.”
The dark blue-haired man let out a short, deep laugh. Amused
by your witty comeback, they always got him. He liked the
fact that you didn’t even bother to try hiding your feelings.
“Are you?” He asked, crossing his hands over his toned chest,
leaning against the wall, his boring eyes gazing towards you.
“Whatcha gonna do about it?”
Ooh, he should be careful.
You accept his challenge, “you asked for this.”
Aomine’s eyes followed you as you approached his figure on
the wall beside his room. You stopped right in front of him,
not even hesitating to look up despite the height gap between
the both of you.
“Tch. What could possibly a little girl like you do—”
He immediately shut up when you leaned forward, your nose
touched his chest as you started licking his tan skin, you
moved down to his abs.
You stop at his v-line, eyes locking up with his wide ones, and
then you move back up to his chest, all while you never break
eye contact until you’re done.
“Tasty. As I imagined.” You licked your lips, mocking him.
Usually, you’d found his flustered cheeks and annoyed face
when you teased him. But this time, his eyes darken, like a
predator looking into his prey. Hungry.
And here you are, pinned against his room’s wall with him
squatting down in front of you, one of your legs over his
shoulder, one of his hands holding your neck, the other
gripping your thigh, keeping you in place as he focuses to eat
your pussy out.
Aomine’s nose brushing over your clit and you’re about to
come for the second time.
“Daiki—fuck! Stop,” you plead, hands roaming on the back of
his head.
He ignored you, mumbled, “tasty huh?”
You bite your lower lip, preventing you from letting out your
moans because you didn’t want to provoke him more.
Aomine knows that you’re about to come, yet he suddenly
pulls away, leaving you hanging and irritated.
“Don’t act like you didn’t tease me earlier,” his deep voice
hoarse, looking up at you, slightly mad.
He didn’t give you a chance to say anything as he took you
over to his shoulder, making you squeak. Aomine turns back
facing his bed and throws you down, harshly.
Your clothes quickly stripped down from you, scattered
around the floor, finally exposed before his eyes.
You let him spread your legs with his knees as he settled
between you, unwrapping his towel and his hard cock sprung
free, proudly standing in front of you. He can see you gulp
down your saliva.
“Keep gawking and I’ll shove it down your throat you can’t
even speak for shit.” Aomine spat.
Basically, Aomine is a rough lover. But then tonight, he’s
rougher than usual, turning you on more than ever.
His strict demeanor is to show you that this is what you got
when you riled him up.
Your hands reached up to him, demanding attention as he
leaned down to kiss you sloppily, your chest brushing each
other. His hands caressing your waist to feel your curve.
Aomine tug down your lower lip, opening his eyes to meet
yours, before he starts kissing your jawline, down to your
neck, and to your chest, his favourite part.
His tongue felt hot licking your tits as you arch your back, and
eventually gave up to hide your voice, you groaned.
“There we go,” he mumbled.
You grip his biceps tighter when the tip of his hard cock
brushing your entrance, you lift up your waist to chase him.
But much to your dismay, he pulls away.
“What do normal people do when they want something, doll?”
Aomine asked, sitting between your legs, his hands resting on
your thighs, looking down at you.
“Cried.” You answered bravely.
Aomine snorted, “alright, you asked for this, you little brat.”
He grabbed your hips and thrusted in all at once into your
cunt.
“Fuck!” You screamed, feeling full all of sudden.
Ooh, how he liked it when you struggled to take his cock in.
Aomine was big BIG. No matter how many times you have
sex with him, you’ll always have to adjust.
Aomine let out a deep growl, almost sounding like a panther,
he stayed still, “fucking tight.”
The fact that his dick now stretching your walls decreases his
patience.
You saw him flexing his shoulder, ready to go, when you still
adjust to his size, “wait, please. Daiki, wait—”
But you’re not sure that he even listens to you when lust starts
overwhelming the two of you. Aomine’s gaze gets darker,
gripping your waist tightly that it will be bruise later.
He didn’t hesitate to pound into you with a rapid pace
immediately. Leaving you a moaning mess, clutching your
hands to the bed sheets.
“Shit,” Aomine grunts, watching as he pumps in and out of
your tight cunt, “stop clenching around me doll, you’re gonna
ruin me.”
Funny because he’s literally the one that’s ruining you now.
You arch your back, his dick went deeper and the two of you
groaned by the pleasure when the tip of his cock kissed your
cervix.
“C’mon, Daiki, fucked me up all you want.” You kissed his
jawline, hip up to meet his thrust.
Aomine growls, “what a daring little girl.”
He strained his back, dark blue eyes piercing into you, your
red cheeks, your half-lidded eyes, your mouth hanging a little,
so cute yet so lewd. Ooh he’s dead.
“Fuck,” he breathed heavily, thrusting into you deeper, making
you whimper under him.
“Daikiii,” you sighed, lifting up your hips to meet him,
“pleaseee, move.”
He liked it. The way his name rolls out of your mouth like a
prayer, the way you beg like your life is in his hands, the way
you submit to him, everything about you is driving him crazy.
“Don’t worry, babe,” Aomine muttered under his breath, his
hands steady on your waist as he moved up to the proper
place, “I’d fucked you good it’d break you.”
Aomine pulled out halfway before thrusted into you hard, your
breast jiggling repeatedly as he started pounding your cunt
again.
He snapped his hip for a harder thrust, making you scream his
name, hands gripping his nape and biceps, legs wrapping his
waist.
All that Aomine could think of was how your cunt sucked him
in, felt so good he’d die right on the moment.
He grunts, sloppily kisses you open-mouthed as one of his
hands releases your waist to hold onto the wood headboard,
picking up his pace.
“Can I come? Daiki, please, please.” You begged, squeezing
him inside, your stomach clenching. “I needa cum, pleaseee.”
“Come with me, doll.” He pants, gripping the headboard
tightly.
When Aomine reaches his high, you hear the cracking sounds
following with a few wood flakes falling into your forehead,
and Aomine collapses on you.
You blink a few times to proceed what just happened, with
Aomine buried on your chest, his back rising up and down on
your palm, you break the silence.
“Daiki?” You whispered, staring down at his blue locks.
“Mhmm.” He mumbled, tightly hugging you, his cock also
still buried inside your cunt.
You blatantly asked, “did you— did you just break the
headboard?”
Aomine didn’t answer, instead, he leaned up to look at you,
and over your head where the headboard indeed broke. He
pulled his hand up to see his palm was scratched a little and
full of flakes.
“Ah, I did.” Aomine bluntly responds.
“You’re a beast!” You laughed, making him chuckle and
leaned forward to kiss your chin.
“Can’t be helped, you were so good for me I got carried
away.”
End Notes

Thank you for reading, I’m sorry for any typos or

grammatical errors, hope you enjoyed it! Also, happy
birthday to our best boy Daiki!♡
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