7 Minutes In Heaven: Hot & Heavy Edition

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SCENARIOS 01) FIRST TIME | Popping cherries. 02) CLOTHED | Mostly dressed. 03) HEAVY PETTING | Hands/Mouth etc. 04) FROTTAGE | No penetration, clothed/naked. 05) VOLUME CONTROL | Screaming/Begging. 06) FELLATIO/CUNNINGLINGUS | Blowjob/Giving Head. 07) KINKY | Gagged/Bound/Toys etc. 08) ANGRY | Hate!Sex. 09) BLOODPLAY | Blood-letting and/or rough!sex. 10) WILDCARD | Your call.

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7, 4, 6 don't JUDGE ME I KNOW YOU ARE STOP IT

[reproducer]

[ Kise stumbles in, sighing and shaking his head with hand on his hips as he looks down to see--

Aomine Daiki, arms and feet wrapped together in rope and tied to the water heater pipe in the closet. Kise raises an eyebrow, surprised and a little amused. ]

Aominecchi?? Why are you all tied up?

I am judging you so hard but also THAT FUCKING ICON HOLY SHIT KISE YOUR FACE

[powerforward]

[Finally someone came in. Aomine was long past the point of mortified embarrassment at the very idea of someone seeing him like this and well onto the idea that he could just yell at them to let him go.

But it had to be Kise.

So he levels his most icy glare up at him and shifts, still unable to get comfortable.]

I wouldn't play the stupid game willingly. Or something.

HE IS THE WORST I KNOW

[reproducer]

[ Kise laughs, leaning against the wall next to Aomine and peering down at him in interest. He's always known he-- had a thing for Aomine, so the fact that he's stuck in a closet with him and expected to do things is a little flustering, even for him. But he keeps it cool, keeps it casual.

Because there's a 100% chance, at least he assumes so, that Aomine isn't up for this whatsoever. ]

At least it's just me, right?

[powerforward]

["Just" Kise is the problem. Tetsu would let him go. Sakurai would let him go. Kagami would... probably fluster and walk right out of the closet. Satsuki would never let him live it down, but she'd let him go, too.

But it was Kise.

And there's interest clear enough that even Aomine can pick up on it.]

...Right.

[reproducer]

[ Well KISE thinks his feelings are secret enough. Even though he knows himself, knows that he can't keep certain looks off his face, knows that he looks at Aomine like he's the entire world.

Kise- has no intention of letting Aomine go. ]

And 7 minutes isn't so bad! You know, if you were cooperative, nobody would have to tie you up.

[powerforward]

[To be fair, Kise's feelings were secret enough (to Aomine) before he walked in the closet and looked down at him like he was the cat that caught the canary.

He shifts again, hisses, swears he's rubbed his wrists raw by now.]

If I was cooperative, people would think I wanted to do this in the first place.

[reproducer]

Mm, so you're still not cooperative?

[An innocent enough question, but Kise's digging. He wants to do this with Aomine, more than anything. But he- also. Wants Aomine to want it, too.]

[powerforward]

[An innocent question, but even Aomine can see it's a loaded one. And he isn't quite sure how to answer for the best outcome.

So he settles on something that he can probably bully Kise into never mentioning again later.]

No. But you're better than someone else.

[reproducer]

Mm? Like who?

[Kise pushes off the wall and rounds around to stand in front of Aomine, smiling.]

[powerforward]

Those fuckers who dragged me in in the first place?

[To be fair, it wasn't difficult to be better than them. But he still didn't know when or why Kise had even joined the game in the first place, so he wasn't MUCH better... he just had the distinct advantage of the fact that Aomine already knew him.

And was now very pointedly looking up at his face instead of petulantly ahead, courtesy of Kise's new position putting his crotch at eye level.]

[reproducer]

[Kise squats down to Aomine's level! Leans in close.]

It wouldn't be much fun if we did nothing, though, right?

[powerforward]

You have something in mind.

[A statement. Because there was no way Kise was letting him out of there without a price.]

[reproducer]

Mm- have you ever wondered what it's like to kiss another guy?

[Probably not, but. Kise wants to make his intentions clear without being. Too clear and desperate.]

[powerforward]

...

...

Why would I have?

[Intentions loud and clear, Kise.]

[reproducer]

I want to try. If you're okay with that.

[powerforward]

...We have to do more than kiss.

[reproducer]

Is that. Okay? [A hopeful look that he tries very hard to hide.]

[powerforward]

Whatever.

[That's as close to a yes as you're getting, Kise.]

[reproducer]

[AND WITH THAT. KISE IS GONNA FUCKING MAKE OUT WITH HIM. ]

[powerforward]

[IT COULD BE WORSE. IT COULD BE WORSE. IT COULD BE WORSE. OKAY, HE'S STILL BEING KISSED BY A GUY, BUT IT COULD BE WORSE.]

[reproducer]

[IF IT HELPS, AOMINE, KISE IS A REALLY PHENOMENAL KISSER???]

[powerforward]

[IT DOES HELP. A BIT. UNTIL HE TRIES TO MOVE.]

[reproducer]

[Kise's hands find Aomine's waist, sliding down lower just a bit.]

Aominecchi-- can I?

[powerforward]

[He... looks away. It isn't a yes, but it isn't a no either, really, and he knows they have to do something...

So he makes a noncommittal head gesture halfway between a shake and a nod, so he can deny later that he said yes.]

[reproducer]

[Well- it's something. So he starts slow, starts palming the front of Aomine's pants, all the while staring at Aomine. Not only does he wants to see every expression, but he wants to make sure that what he's doing is okay.]