Yayyy your request box is open! :D Can I ask for a scenario with Aomine, Akashi, Kuroko, Kise and Kagami reacting to their S/O wearing their basketball jerseys, pouting cutely and asking them for cuddles with their arms open? Nsfw or sfw is fine~
Aomine was struck by flashes of heat throughout his body, which seemed to travel through his brain and his arousal upon seeing you in his jersey. As you held your arms out for him his mind was overtaken by the urge to claim you immediately.
You were swiftly scooped up into his arms, the burning haze of lust in his eyes telling you the full story.
“___, you better not be wearing anything underneath~” He said as he flung open the door to the bedroom.
Kuroko was actually unable to fathom the adorable action, and he just stared, taking in the sight of pouting lips and bare skin. He wanted to burn the image into his memory, and would have continued to stare if it wasn’t for you approaching him and flinging your arms around his torso. He then held you with a tight grip, wondering what he had done that had spurred you to dress up in his jersey, so he could do it as much as possible.
Kise’s eyes fly open, and you can almost see a tail avidly wagging to and fro when he dashes out of the room and returns with his cellphone, fully intent on immortalising the moment. He would take as many photos as possible until you got fed up, and even after that he would hound you with questions about how you should wear his clothes more often, even going so far as to pick out which of his things would look the cutest on you.
Kagami says nothing. He just flushes red as he drinks in the sight, wrapping his head around what you had just done. He carries you without ease and takes you to the nearest comfortable surface, before pulling you into a strong embrace. Words are unnecessary as you can feel his arousal pressing against your body combined with his hungry gaze.
“____, can I?” He asks quietly. The sight of you is intoxicating and it begins to cloud his senses. You just nod at his shyness.
Akashi slowly approaches you with a smile, not making contact until he had willed away his initial desires, and admires how you look in his jersey. He feels a burst of protective desires, as if his clothes mark you as his.
“You look wonderful, ____. Perhaps you should do this all the time.’ He quipped. You thought he would cuddle you as he usually did, but his grip was tighter, indulging in the sight. Perhaps you could make the jersey into a good luck charm.
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