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I edited this in a previous post, but I will be archiving this blog as of now due to the fact I no longer find myself interested in writing prompts. I couldn’t keep up the desire to keep going, and I deeply apologize for disappointing any of you.
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Hello! I'm just wondering, is this blog still active? I recently got into KnB (super late I know) and I love reading the writing from this blog and kurokonoaskuburogu, but I see that the admin there hasn't been active for a while, do you know if the admin there still writes, or where I can read more of her writing? Also, do you happen to write on any other platforms? Your writing is just wonderful, I just can't get enough (xoxo with love ♡)
Hello dear!
I write mainly on Quotev but have been sparsely updating my work since being a grown up has taken over my free time. Also officially, this blog will be an archive now since I no longer can keep my interest in the prompts I receive. I deeply apologize to all of you who liked seeing your ideas and fantasies come to (written) life, but I plan to solely remain in writing stories instead.
As of right now, most of the other imagine blogs I’m friends with or followed have stopped updating their blog, but you can definitely try imagine-knb. I know they are probably the most popular blog that are active right now.
I’m sorry I abandoned this blog again since I grabbed another job and I started my BA program.I’m fine actually! I’m very stressed since a lot of bills have pilled up on me and I have to deal with it accordingly. Thank you for asking dear.
bakugou first kiss scenario if that's okay? thanks
an angry but shy boy i bet
It was a light and pleasant sensation that felt entirely foreign and odd to him, but it wasn’t something he’d object.
The first words to escape Bakugou Katsuki’s mouth was an insult directed at how cold your lips were; perhaps you were “dead on the inside” as you usually liked to say to all your classmates and fellow pals. The anger on your face was something he found funny, but he did find it cute you were mad at such a useless comment.
“You were so damn cold, it felt like I was kissing ice.” Maybe it was because of Bakugou’s natural talent of poking people’s buttons, but the sudden change of emotion on your face made the teen scowl. It was already too late to say “just kidding!” and you were already losing composure as tears began to well up in your eyes.
Boy was he stupid.
“He-hey! Wait, wait…” Bakugou stares you down as he decides to connect his forehead with yours in a futile attempt to stop you from crying. With quick thinking, he presses his lips against you as he moves his hands up to clutch your shoulders. In what felt like an everlasting moment, he finally pulls away and frowns at your confused expression.
“At least you shut up.”
At least you looked a little happier.
BONUS
“Bakugou is stupid, so damn stupid.”
“We already know that!” More hushed whispers go back and forth between Bakugou’s fellow classmates as they continue to watch the awkward couple fiddle around with their hands.
Something comforting or reassuring with Akashi? I've never really had something ready for me in life. I have some "natural" talents but mental illness made it difficult to keep working on it and before I knew it, people who worked twice or three times as hard as I have now surpassed me and I'm just 'normal.' I got nothing lined up for me, I don't know what I can do in life - I don't know if it's natural or not that I became so drawn to someone like Akashi, who is everything I'm not
hey, even if you’re behind it just takes little steps to get up there to where those people are as well. don’t be too hard on yourself, the worst thing you can possibly do it just give up on what you can and or will be.
To Akashi Seijuurou, you’ve betrayed yourself.
Perhaps he was too harsh with his words, but a future in which you personally felt as if you couldn’t belong was beyond unacceptable. The days went on to which the only comments you could share with him regarded the fact that there was nothing else for you to climb back to, nor anything to encourage your passions. Akashi did his damnedest to force you out of this shell of negativity, but the thickness only shoved him further away from your broken heart.
He retaliated against your wishes to “be left alone” as he knew full well that the loneliness you wanted was what you wanted to avoid. He pulled you, shoved you out into the world and lectured you with your own achievements that should never be compared with others. You tried to argue this by comparing the redhead to your pathetic merits, but that attempt went ignored and thrown out the window as Akashi listed and detailed all the times you’ve picked up and nudged individuals who felt your same predicament.
“People may not always belong nor feel as if they can climb as high as others, but you damn well believe you can make the same achievements as them. You will have different goals, different rewards, and entirely different punishments for your choices; human life is not that easy to give us what we always want. My love, you must stand against what is against you and prove to not just others but yourself that you’re better and will do superior work in equivalence.”
Akashi stayed there, quite literally “attached to your hip” as he held you and both confided with you as you felt your insecurities push you into a better place of thinking. Akashi never failed to get you to the help you needed or connect you with those you would use as a stepping stone for your success; he would give you the world, and the world better be prepared as the two of you climbed and forcefully shoved your way up to triumph.
“There’s never anything you’ll ever be bad with as long as you do your part to improve yourself in that area. Practice makes perfect, and I will be with you along every single step of the way.”
Akashi held your hand, wiped your tear-stained cheeks, and kissed those lips that slowly curled into a smile that would soon oversee the same light that the redhead saw when you were around him - ah, happiness.
“You are not what you think you are my love, so stop thinking that way.” He’ll keep telling you those words until you finally forget the doubt deeply buried into the corner of your now mended heart.
How about a reaction scenario on Nebuya being confessed by a male friend/classmate he knows and even likes, the confesser is nervous cause he doesn't know if Nebuya likes guys and is flustered by the muscle hunk. please and thank you!
oh man did i tell you how much i enjoy nebuya’s goofiness?
Nebuya Ekichi isn’t really shocked or disgusted by your words, even as you prepare yourself by outwardly destroying your confidence. The messy confession consist of you stumbling and struggling with words meant to convey adoration and love you had for Rakuzan’s toughest-looking basketball player while he looked on in - what you assumed to be - stunned silence. You weren’t someone who was very good with confronting your own emotions, and it was the first time you allowed your pandora’s box tear open at the many locks you shoved at your heart.
“Uh-huh…” Nebuya was really confused with what you were trying to say, but his scrunched eyebrows and squinted eyes told you he was attempting to piece together your broken sentences.
“Wh-what I’m trying to s-s-s-say is…” You stop and feel yourself freeze as the words hide in your throat and make you choke on your saliva. Christ you were never this nervous in your life before, but then again you were confessing as if this would be the last love of your life. Nebuya continued to stare at you, this time opening his mouth as he answers your sloppy confession with a single word you felt as if he blindly choose.
“Yeah, sure.” Nebuya - you didn’t even notice he was quite damn close to your face practically breathing on your nose - lets his words smoothly roll off his tongue as his eyes bore holes into your wide eyes.
“You didn’t even know what I was going to ask you!!!” You’re scream-whispering while Nebuya continues to conduct the conversation in his normal voice. Unsurprisingly, he isn’t fazed at your panicked behavior.
“I kinda did though. I mean, you mentioned you liked me in that gibberish you call a sentence.”
Oh.
“Uh.” You’re caught; stuck and drowning in your own embarrassment, your face is no longer hot but searing with heat that could cook a prime-rib well done.
“You’re kinda cute though.” Nebuya catches you off guard as you attempt to gather what’s left of your shattered concentration and burst heart all over a metaphorical floor - was that his lips????
“See you after practice?” You nod automatically as you’re lost in both bliss and terror at the realization that your feelings were that obvious, even to the king of ignorance Nebuya himself. Either way, you had a date after school.
Hanamiya, Kiyoshi, Akashi, and Murasakibara walk in on their s/o's bubble bath and she cheerfully/mischievously asks "did you want to join?"
depending on the scent you bathe in, he might feel sleepy. takes place when all these losers are in their 20′s
Rain was not part of your daily forecast, but the soft pitter-patters against the window pane added a calming effect to your warm bubble bath. The night was perfect; the calming scent of your bath melt soothed your tired body; the water was a perfect temperature; and the sound of the front door locking lifted your spirits.
“Welcome back!“ You yell out as you listen to soft padding across the floor - of course he was back home. With a smile on your lips, you call out and ask him if he wanted to take a bath with you.
Akashi Seijuuro had given you a variety pack of mysterious and expensive-looking bath bombs packed with what appeared to be 24 karat gold flakes. You personally didn’t like that such a thing was real, but decided against giving them away to your friends since they must have cost a fortune with its custom-made wooden box it came in. Akashi would bring up the gift every now and then, but you’d refrain from answering his question with the answer of “I haven’t deserved it just yet.”
But oh boy, today did you.
You didn’t know why your supervisor thought it would be a good idea to assign you as a trainer; everyone in the office knew you were quite impatient and hated talking. The newbie, aside from bombarding you with questions she already knew the answer to, seemed to have an issue with creating proposals and sorting results. Just the memory of her incorrect inputs made you want to choke your supervisor, but that was most likely your bottled anger speaking.
“I can sense you fuming in here.” Akashi disrupts your train of thought with his voice as he steals your attention and smiles at you. You didn’t expect the redhead to pull a stool close to the bathtub as his hands reached forward to clutch your shoulders.
“What happened at work?”
Akashi was an expert at making you unwind.
Murasakibara Atsushi had done the daily routine of dropping to the floor and complaining of how much labor his manager made him do; crawled to the kitchen using just his hands; then walked normally into the bathroom and sat on the toilet seat (he made sure to close the lid this time). A normal conversation would typically result in you talking about office drama or good dogs you were allowed to pet, but it seemed that Murasakibara had a much more interesting topic to discuss: his trip to Los Angeles.
“_____-senpai said I can take you this time.“ Murasakibara mutters with a popsicle in his mouth. Words could not describe how excited you were for this invitation, but somehow you felt guilty for tagging along even if all expenses were paid. You stare at Murasakibara for a long moment before letting out a long sigh.
“Oh, I should go in…” Although you were used to Murasakibara’s nudity, it still unnerved you to see how quickly his clothing disappeared from his body. Leaning your head back into the rim of the bathtub, you allow Murasakibara to lift you up so that he could fit himself behind your limp body. How big his hands were never failed to steal your attention as Murasakibara peers at you playing with the palm of his large hands.
“You’re cute, _____-chan.“ You never fail to mention how much you love Murasakibara’s arms wrapping around your figure.
Hanamiya Makoto was quick to slip into the bathroom unnoticed, his only piece of clothing left being his slim fit pants hanging loosely on his hips. As usual he teases you with such a tantalizing display, but your tired mind can’t seem to process the smoldering look he’s giving you. As you open your mouth to share some pointless banter, Hanamiya moves from his place next to the door and toward your confused countenance.
“Oh, hello Makoto-kun.” Hanamiya would always ask if you liked playing the confused herbivore, but most of the time you never even knew that he saw you in such a way. The number of times you’d ask about this behavior, Hanamiya would keep his mouth shut as he changed topics and continued small talk - you hated how he good he was with that.
“Good evening, you’re as defenseless as ever.”
Hanamiya closes distance between your lips, drawing your wayward thoughts to his nipping.
Kiyoshi Teppei had offered to bring you something to drink before joining you for a rare monthly bath. This month’s scent was a mixture of lavender and chamomile; the lovely combination filled your body and calmed your frazzled thoughts before your attention turned to Kiyoshi striding into the bathroom. The brunette greets you with a sweet smile and a tray of tea that he places beside the bathtub before slipping into the water, his hands instantly reach toward your body practically molded into the other side of the bathtub.
“Can you come closer?” You don’t have to answer as Kiyoshi places his hands on your hips and pulls your body toward his muscular figure. He’s as beautiful as always with his lean shape and toned appearance; you could count the amount of moments Kiyoshi had been asked out by other strangers in public.
“Are you thinking of something, _____-chan?” You don’t realize your saying your thoughts out loud as you share the memories of girls that’d ask for Kiyoshi’s number.
“Oh, but why are you thinking of them now? Did something happen at work? Are you alright? Why not just focus on me?” Kiyoshi’s bombardment of questions is enough to distract you as you answer them without hesitation - Kiyoshi’s good at changing subjects.
“But what about you though?” Kiyoshi would always ask about your well-being, and such a thing just wasn’t fair for someone who always listened to your daily complaints. Kiyoshi smiles and wraps his arms around you as he leans his chin to the top of your head.
“I’m a lucky guy.” Kiyoshi didn’t say anything else for everything was perfect - especially since he had you.
*waves* i'm just here to say... I'm happy to see you again
Awww, thank you for the welcome back! I’ll try to get back to the asks I got sent and probably ask for more when they are all posted.
Or hey, if you guys want, feel free to send more my way so I can prepare for them! I’m trying to write things slow and not force it out like before so I don’t get burn out.
Thanks for being the most understanding followers ever, you guys are legit the best.
Any series you been watching or got sucked backed into? I’m having the naruto phase I never had as a kid
I’ve been stuck on the “yeah so I’m gonna watch all the Sailor Moon episodes!” phase but I can’t find a place to watch it? I think my boyfriend said they had it on Crunchyroll, but I’ve been too busy to check.
BUT THEY REMADE CARDCAPTOR SAKURA THOUGH! Did anyone watch it? Did they remake the openings and endings? DID THEY MAKE IT LOOK NICE???
It's been so long! I'm glad to see you again on mt dash. How are you doing? Are you okay? Hope it was a good time for you. Any way, welcome back, beautiful♡
ohmygod, oh my god.
I can’t believe some of you guys remember me, I’m sorry I honestly got burned out on this blog but found more fun working on stories that didn’t have prompts.
I’m honestly doing just fine! I’m trying to space out my free time now (most of the time I’m just trying to work more and figure out stuff for my living situation) but I missed writing and wanted to go back here? Yeah.
It seemed that the stupid joke you had mentioned to Ushijima Wakatoshi didn't go ignored nor was considered an actual "joke"; the teen appeared before your doorstep as promised and politely asked to be welcomed inside. You, being an irresponsible and idiotic teen who didn't think twice about what to say, had no choice but to welcome the brunette into your empty abode as silence quickly made your situation tense.
"I didn't think you'd take me seriously..." Though you whisper the words, Ushijima hears your hushed thoughts.
"Why wouldn't I?" Fuck, that was a good response.
"Well..." First off, Ushijima was the school's odd idol - the teen was worshiped in some weird way by both genders alike for his brutal honesty and his undeniably handsome appearance. Second off, he seemed dense as shit and prone to rumors by possessive girls that could easily ruin a person's high school career - but did you care about all that crap? You couldn't deny that you admired Ushijima - fuck, you liked the moron enough to say that you'd let him dick you down.
But did you want to lose your first to someone who probably didn't even like you in a romantic sense?
"_____." Pulling you out of your jumbled thoughts was the sight of a shirtless Ushijima staring at you with curiosity in his eyes. Taking this as a sign for you to finally quench your curiosity, you ogle at Ushijima's partial nudity as his toned body easily shoved all moral questioning out of your head and encouraged you to indulge in a once-in-a-lifetime chance.
"Why did you--?" Ushijima had closed the gap between the both of you as heat rose in your previously cold and empty living room - smart bastard made use of the time you wasted staring. His dark olive irises were quick to pull you into a trance, making Ushijima's touch go unnoticed as his hands placed themselves comfortably on your hips while subtly moving you into his personal space.
"I'm here to fuck you." You forgot how straightforward Ushijima was; his words sent a delicious shiver down your spine before you finally realized how close the two of you were and where his hands were placed. Tensing up from the realization, you instinctively move a foot backward and continue to back away from the teen before falling and finally trapping yourself between between Ushijima's arms on your couch.
This was some shoujo-tier shit - Ushijima didn't seem to mind that he trapped you beneath him.
"That's... uh..." What could you even say in this situation? Oh, it's totally fine for you to fuck my brains out, or yeah, I can take your dick? You knew that Ushijima, being a teen male, probably had his own urges and nasty thoughts but what did he do to get rid of them?
"Wai-, hey!" In your nervousness, you yelp in surprise feeling Ushijima's hands tug at the hem of your shirt. He probably felt that it was unfair that he was the only one naked, but you weren't entirely sure if you were really ready for what was about to unfold.
Then again, you always wondered what type of lover Ushijima would be when it came to sex.
"Are you nervous?" The tone of Ushijima's voice implied that he was going to stop - your hands reached out automatically to pull him back without a single hint of hesitation. Ushijima seemed intent to force the truth out of you and your nervousness, even if it meant stealing your breath in a single kiss. You never expected the seemingly clueless Ushijima Wakatoshi to know what he was doing with his lips, but they fit perfectly and melted into each other as if the both of you were meant to have each other. Entangled in Ushijima's long legs and his heavy body, the brunette pulls away from you and flips you over to straddle his lap as you allow him to guide your hands to the hem of your shirt.
This time you pull it off and toss it onto the ground without a single second thought; Ushijima reacts to this by poking at your thigh.
"_______, take off your pants." Ushijima's hands find themselves on your hips yet again with his fingertips playing with your skin. His fingertips trace lines and circles against you while inching closer to the hem of your pants and panties - someone is impatient.
"U-ushi-!" He lifts his back off your couch and latches his lips onto your neck, fingers tugging and forcefully pulling the final garment blocking his advances. Your hands try to push him away so that you could remove your pants yourself, but Ushijima doesn't allow you to break physical contact for unknown reasons - did he hate being away from you?
"Please, just let me-!" You hear a ripping noise followed by a breathy sigh. Eyes wide in shock, you watch Ushijima completely remove himself from you with his eyes piercing at your disheveled appearance. Some gut instinct was telling you that his eyes were smiling at your troubled expression, but there seemed to be more that those gorgeous orbs of his held secret. Deciding that you'd amuse Ushijima, you slowly slip your fingers into the band of your torn pants and pull down as they fall effortlessly to your ankles. Internally, you felt thankful that your bras and panties were all black and matched for a special - admittedly weird - occasion, but that didn't seem to be the focus of Ushijima's eyes.
He looked as if he was staring deep into your being, wanting to untangle and strip off every sense of doubt or nervousness you had.
"______." Just saying your name sounded like a command for you to sit down where you had abandoned Ushijima. You hadn't noticed, but all that was left of the brunettes bottom half were boxers that suffocated a sizable bulge that begged for freedom. The sight of Ushijima's size didn't shock you, it was the fact that his entirety would soon be inside your slippery cavern making a complete mess out of your frail being. Just because Ushijima was helping you with physical training didn't mean anything in comparison to sex.
"Yeah." But you couldn't stop yourself from pulling off Ushijima's boxers and allowing it to fall beside your forgotten pile of clothing. Completely unfurled, you couldn't help but stare at the length as you moved your hands almost instinctively to grasp at his member. In response, Ushijima allows a hushed gasp to leave his lips before he finally has enough of you holding him and tugs you back to your rightful place on his lap. You could feel him twitch against your wetness as you take this opportunity to move your hands onto his chest, allowing you to lift your hips up so you could rub yourself against Ushijima's length.
One look at Ushijima's expression speaks a million of words that told you to just put him inside you already.
"Condo-" You surprise yourself by leaning your body forward to hush Ushijima with your lips as you encourage the teen to wrap his muscular arms around your nude figure. Somehow you didn't want to feel safe, you wanted a thrill that only Ushijima could fulfill this very moment - he seemed to understand.
"Are you sure?" Throughout this entire situation, Ushijima dares to ask if you had any second thoughts as you feel him prod your entrance with his tip. You react against this amazing feeling by moving your hips against him as the sensation of him inching in and out of your soaking folds brings a smile to your lips.
"You ask me this now?" Ushijima is far too late to be considerate, after all, he was the one that led you two into this naughty situation. Either way, you couldn't complain about his upfront attitude when he approached you to take his first experience. You were no expert at this at all, but somehow everything felt so good and perfect in its own fucked up natural way.
This is probably a one-time thing, you think to yourself as you slowly sink your hips on Ushijima's stiffness.
Ah, it's as if he belonged to you.
The both of you manage to stifle a gasp as you feel Ushijima grasp your hips in response to your sudden movement. His nails dig into your flesh as you allow him to lift and pull you down to devour him in one quick motion. You don't feel pain from any of these actions and encourage Ushijima to relinquish his hold on you, finally allowing you to move your hips to your own rhythm. The speed increases as the sensation of immense pleasure numbs your body, allowing you shift and thrust against Ushijima's hard on while he watched you in all your willingness. What was he thinking in those lust-drunk eyes of his?
"Wait." With those words, Ushijima motions you to move off him before flipping you back to your place trapped between his arms. You don't feel his body heat radiating, but the teasing feel of his hand grabbing and lifting your ass upward gives you the sweet warmth you wanted. From this position, you knew that Ushijima could see everything from your sticky thighs to the white fluid dripping from your womanhood, but the thought of him gazing seemed to turn you on more than you thought.
"Put your hands on the arm of couch." Ah, he wanted you doggystyle.
You do as he says: legs spread a decent width and hands grasping at the cloth of your couch, Ushijima doesn't waste a moment and slips the entirety of his manhood deep into you. Your breath hitches at the sudden action as he moves without any indication - god you felt as if you would faint.
"Ah, ah~" You can't stop your mewling as Ushijima's hips increase speed and thrust mercilessly against your body. His hands grip tightly and pull you against him, forcing every inch of himself deeper and deeper into your core as you feel your stomach tighten from the angle the brunette was busy taking you with. He wasn't hesitant on shoving his girthy cock into you repeatedly, easily filling you and throwing you further into a sense of lightheadedness. Time had become meaningless in this moment of pleasure, the sensation that you craved consisting of Ushijima thrusting into your wetness gave you the happiest feeling you couldn't describe.
"I'm..." You can't help but let out a airy laugh in response to Ushijima's lack of words. The slapping of skin and feel of your liquids pouring out as Ushijima pulled out his dick summoned all types of feelings that couldn't be described with words.
"Are you?" You couldn't think of what to say yourself.
The thrusts increase in speed and strength as you felt as if Ushijima could easily push you off the couch with a single shove. You dig your nails and fingers into the material of your beloved couch as you tighten your grip against Ushijima's length and feel him remove himself from your hold. Resting his sticky manhood between your butt cheeks, you feel cum cover your back as Ushijima gasps and allows hushed moans to fill the air. You can't help but feel your body response to his audible satisfaction as you feel your body quiver and release fluids that pool between your knees.
"______." You didn't really expect Ushijima to reach over to you as he turned your body around and pressed a kiss onto your lips for another moment of passion.
The amount of questions you had easily trounced the feeling satisfaction you felt after going round after round with Ushijima. The teen had mentioned that he finished his daily jog and decided to see you to see if he "made any physical improvements"; you didn't know if him deciding to take a detour from home was a compliment or an insult.
"You were willing to give me your address."
Fuck, you really hated how you couldn't argue with Ushijima's facts.
"Yeah but..." What was this relationship? Ushijima seemed to be an endless well of stamina as he had his way with you four more times before allowing you to rest beside him. He was kind enough to let you borrow his arm as a pillow.
"I am attracted to you." You blink at this statement and can't find the right questions to ask. Did he mean that physically or romantically? Shit, did he even see you in a romantic light? After all that you did, it definitely seemed like it a heated moment of physical passion.
Unsurprisingly, you weren't exactly happy with this set up but didn't know how else to clarify your feelings for him. Ushijima may as well figure out this mess as he was the one to take your joke on a literal level, yet you couldn't say you regretted this physical rendezvous.
"Later." You wanted to revel in Ushijima's closeness, thinking about complicated stuff like romance could wait.
It doesn't take long for you to pass out in Ushijima's arms. The teen watches your defenseless face closely as he observes and memorizes your calm expression.
How does one reveal romantic attraction to the person who looked up to him?
Ushijima decides that questions can wait, he had you now where no one could bother the both of you. Once you woke up, maybe the both of you could clarify.
Hewwo!!! Here’s a sad lil ask for a sad lil me :(( Scenario where the reader and Akashi were in a very loving relationship, but suddenly the Love becomes one-sided (only Akashi loves them now) because reader feels like commitment isn’t for them? Like they wanna pursue their career and stuff, and break off the relationship. How would that confrontation go down??? Thank u so much!! Happy summer
oh boy
There’s a lot of foolish promises two people can make to each other when fervently in love. ‘Blind devotion’, as Akashi Seijuuro called it, had the unfortunate ability to bond two individuals or destroy all semblance of love in a tired heart - you didn’t cut corners and asked to be separated from him “forever”.
Though he had a million objections and endless questions that looped through his head, they stayed stuck down his throat as he dismissed you as with a servant. Each word you said sounded as if you never needed anyone else like him; the phrase you shared with him didn’t ask for anything else but “to be forgotten”.
He regretted every second of that conversation with you.
Single dad! Aomine fall in love with his son's teacher who is sarcastic and foul mouthed (she hates him because of his arrogance and he find her annoying at first) how about one of them finally confesses then kiss and not so innocent things happen :3 hahah thanks
he’s probably just gonna grab her ass while their kissing lel
Aomine Daiki could only laugh at your attempts to insult his abrasive comments as you continued to assess his shitty god complex. The sass in your voice was almost comedic if he didn’t hear you commenting on how much you wanted to go out for coffee with him or something like that.
He completely imagined that part though.
“And I’m just saying your son needs to invest more time on his homework that I assign. It isn’t really even that much you useless muscle head!” Other parents would probably be pissed you said such a thing, but Aomine found your petty commentary about him amusing.
Odd how he liked women who could probably kick his ass.
“Hey, listen, I get that you don’t like me and all, but have you considered what I said and even asked you teach?” Aomine allows his voice to dip low as he breathes your name from his lips. As expected, your face explodes into a beautiful red color before you look away from intense gaze and stammer excuses to change the topic back to his son.
“I told you I wasn’t interested in you.” Yet your face said otherwise. “It isn’t like I was thinking about it all day, you know?” Aomine couldn’t help but laugh as he closes the distance you put him at. He was sure his son was already waiting in the car for him, so it wasn’t like he was neglecting him in burning heat.
“You’re a terrible liar.”
“Shu-shut up! I hate people like you, jesus. You can’t seem to leave me alone and get out of my damn mind! It’s like you made a schedule to run around demanding a kiss or something...” You say those words as you lean into the whiteboard while putting a hand on your forehead. Was thinking of him so bad as you made it seem?
“Then stop imagining a fake me since I’m right in front of you. I asked you this a lot - what do you think?” Aomine’s hint of sass made you want to choke him, but your hands were merely grasping at the fabric of your shirt.
“Think about me more then.” Aomine’s coming too close too fast.
“Think about me so that you can’t deny me then.” He can see that you’re trying your hardest to look away from him by glaring at the ground, but your face seems to burn a brighter hue of red.
“F-fine!”
Victory.
Aomine sweeps in, blocking your fun observation of what was on the classroom tile to pushing your head up to kiss him. He moves fast, wrapping his arms around your waist and keeping you anchored around his body so that you wouldn’t wiggle out of his grasp.
To his surprise, you didn’t even bother moving from your position in his arms.
You pull away gently and glare at Aomine with an embarassed frown on your face - you really did accept him.
“He-hey! WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU PUTTING YOUR HANDS?!?!”
But you didn’t want his hands roaming around just yet.
BONUS:
“Looks like your dad is getting married to Ms. ______ now.“
“Oh yeah? She’ll probably be able to beat dad’s ass.
Aomine nsfw scenario when the night him and his wife concept their first child ;) glad you're back!! Thanks
guess we’re on the sin train again
Lewds ahead.
Aomine Daiki completely lost track of time and the amount of condoms that were used. Somewhere on that dark floor below your bed was rubber and their torn packets strewn across the carpet - you didn’t even care that the both of you ran out.
“Does it matter?”
“As long as it’s you.” You answered him with a lustful tone, forcing Aomine to match your monstrous need with his own insane libido. Marriage meant many new beginnings and the start of a life that required sacrifices, but it appeared that none of that adult stuff mattered when it came to fulfilling cravings. Was it because of your vows that trapped you in an inescapable bind with Aomine? Was it the beauty of seeing you in your navy wedding dress?
“I love you.“ Aomine Daiki didn’t believe he’d ever say those words, but you deserved every word coming from his puffed lips. You liked to bite a lot.
The variety of positions and sticky feeling between your thighs and butt was a turn on, but Aomine wanted to feel the sensation of your pulsing core around his throbbing member escaping and thrusting into your drenched womanhood. You were pulling him in, tightening around his length as he pushed in with heavy breaths and pulled out with difficulty.
“How close?” At this point, the amount of times you changed position for the optimal angle escaped his attention; Aomine merely wanted to see you. You, who reached your hands out with greedy hands and needed his pent up aggression released on your hungry body. His mind was numb, his legs were screaming, and the fact you were on the verge of fainting made the entire interaction almost unhealthy - almost.
“Really close.” Aomine mutters through clenched teeth. He knew there was no point in trying to prolong the deed, but you were too hard to resist.
Everything around Aomine felt as if it was melting as his head screamed for the physical strain to end; he really didn’t want it to as the feeling of you receiving him added a sense of gratification. Seeing how you were willing to lap up and lie around with his seed felt incredibly satisfying, but there was more you wanted from this.
“I-!”
“In-inside!” You quickly wrapped your legs around Aomine’s waist - he didn’t even remember you lying under him - and forced him to bury himself deep into you as he shot his cum. Your inability to say any words and Aomine’s struggle to comment on your breathlessness made the world felt as if it were nothing but a tiny cocoon housing only the both of you.
‘I want to try, but after we finish all our condoms first.‘
Aomine didn’t mind trying with you after finishing the ten condoms left in your drawer - he wanted your eternity and having a child with you would let him have it.
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