Disclaimer: I do not own Kuroko no Basuke.

Kise finally pulled out of their deep kiss, his lungs yielding from the extensive exercise as his mouth let out small gasps of hot air. The blonde boy gently propped himself up on his right elbow, letting his free arm rest upon a set of well-trained tanned abs. Pale fingers displayed an elegant dance along the dark neckline.

Kise let his pair of soft brown eyes meet with the pair of midnight blue belonging to his partner.

"Am I close?" Kise hummed, his eyes aglow, similar to that of a child yearning for praise from their parent.

Aomine replied with a short rough growl, almost like a low chuckle from the back of his throat. Kise knew well enough that it was a noise which Aomine sounded whenever he was satisfied but was too embarrassed to show.

"Not even," the blue haired boy teased, "You still have a long way to go before being able to copy my techniques identically."

"Then let me observe you for a little longer," Kise implored.

Aomine complied with Kise's request and effortlessly switched their positions with a gentle pull and twist.

He tousled the small metal hoop hanging on Kise's left ear and placed his arms around Kise, his wide shoulders sufficiently covering Kise's pale well-defined body.

He steadily closed in on Kise, like a wild bear forcing down his helpless prey.

"Itadakimasu," Aomine flashed a lustful grin.