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Aomine slumped forward over the table. This day couldn’t be getting any worse. Same disgusting food, same boring company. Yeah, he was lucky to be one of the Miracles. They ran this place more than the prison guards did. Akashi had almost all of the guards on his payroll. Aomine wondered why the redhead didn’t just buy his way out of this box.

Aomine’s previous cellmate got released and for a few glorious days, Aomine got to enjoy the solitude of not having a roommate, especially such an apologetic one. To this day, he didn’t know why Sakurai had even been in prison. Sakurai had never stopped apologizing long enough to answer. Even when Aomine was boning him deep, Sakurai would keep apologizing. That got old quick. But ass was ass.

“You could at least pretend to behave properly.” Akashi’s cold voice came from across the table.

Aomine slowly dragged his head up. “Why?”

“There is such a thing as reputation.” Akashi blinked at him with heterochromatic eyes.

“Like I fucking care about that.” Aomine rolled his eyes and laid his head back on the table.

“Then can I take your food?” Murasakibara started to reach over for Aomine’s tray.

In an instant, Aomine guarded his tray with his forearm and dragged it closer to himself.

“C’mon Mine-chin, you’re not even eating.”

“Doesn’t fucking matter, it’s mine.”

“Aominecchi’s just sad because he’s missing his boyfriend ssu~!” Kise elbowed Aomine in the side, trying to sneakily take a piece of Aomine’s meat.

“I will rip that gay ass earring right out of your ear.” Aomine glared at the blonde.

Kise pulled his hand back and pouted. “Aominecchi’s so mean ssu!!”

“At least I’m not a whore.” He took an angry bite of the piece Kise had been trying to take.

“A-Aominecchi!!”

“That was pretty low, Aomine-kun.”

“What?” Aomine turned his glare to the shadow next to him. He’d been in here long enough to have gotten used to the presence of this insignificant man. Kuroko gotten here after him, but Akashi had taken an almost immediate liking to the slight man. Aomine had been surprised that Kuroko was even an adult, he looked like he belonged in juvie. Of course that had made him an instant target for the other gangs in the joint. But Akashi did love to show off and had Aomine and Murasakibara as his enforcers, so no one dared touch Kuroko.

“You know that Kise-kun is sensitive about his reason for being here.”

“Doesn’t that just make him more of a bitch?” Aomine turned his glare to Kise. “Come on, you’ve continued your business in here, haven’t you? Don’t lie about it.”

“He hasn’t.” Midorima pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose.

“Daiki.” The table went silent and all eyes turned to Akashi. “You know very well that I offer protection for each one of you.”

“Aren’t me and Murasakibara part of that protection package deal? I don’t remember having to kick any ass for the sake of this blondie.”

Akashi’s golden eye glinted in the light. “Don’t question me, Daiki.”

There was a loud creak followed by an immediate silence across the cafeteria. Aomine turned to look at who was walking through the doors. Everyone in the cafeteria was staring, even Akashi.

In the middle of the doorway was a tall, broad figure with red and black hair. Dressed in the very becoming color of prison orange. Despite the hideous jumpsuit, Aomine couldn’t stop staring. The man was so damn handsome—chiseled features, broad shoulders, a chest that seemed to almost pop the buttons of the jumpsuit, and that bored expression on his face despite being the newbie. It was like this newcomer already owned the place. For a split second Aomine hoped that he would be his new cellmate. He would love to fuck that tall drink of water.

The stranger surveyed the room and began to stroll towards a table with a seat available. A burly man about the same height of the man stood up to block his way and knocked his tray right out of his hands. Aomine gulped, maybe this newcomer wasn’t so tough after all.

But the newcomer just let out a long breath. “What’s your name?”

“What’s it to you, bitch?”

“I remember every person who disrespects me.”

“Oh yeah? When I have you bent over, you can scream my name then.”

The stranger cracked his knuckles. The man took a step forward, but the stranger was quicker and punched the man right in the throat. The man stumbled back a step and the stranger grabbed him by the collar. The fight made the man’s cronies stand up and the guards were about to intervene. But Akashi stood up. The cronies and guards backed off. The stranger didn’t seem to notice. “I told you I would remember this.” He spat in the man’s face and hurled the man to the side like it was nothing. Aomine’s heart was pounding in his chest, the slightest blush creeping onto his cheeks.

Akashi strolled up to the stranger. “Come sit with us.”

The stranger tilted his head to the side. “Alright.”

Akashi and the stranger walked up. Aomine shoved Kise to the side, making room for the stranger next to him. When the stranger sat down, Aomine pushed his tray in front of him. Without hesitation, the stranger started to eat it, his cheeks puffing up as he ate.

“Aominecchi!”

“Shut up, Twink.”

Akashi took his seat, looking right at the stranger. “That was impressive.”

“Easy if you know how.” The stranger smirked and swallowed. Half of the tray was already gone.

“We can make your life pretty easy in here.” Akashi smiled, that kind of smile that made Aomine’s skin crawl. “What’s your name?”

“Tiger.”

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Aomine was laying on his bed, enjoying the quietness of his cell. Normally, he’d be in the yard with Akashi, lurking in the back with Murasakibara. But it occurred to him that he was just a crony much like those other guys in the cafeteria had been, so he decided to take the day off.

Besides, Akashi was busy showing Tiger around. He didn’t need Aomine out there. That look… surely, Akashi would try to get Tiger to be part of the Miracles and put him through the same initiation as the rest of them had gone through. Aomine shuddered at the memory. That pale mother fucker was stronger than he looked…

The door to the cell rattled and Aomine sat up. Tiger was being escorted back into the cell and the door locked behind him.

“What? Cause a scene in the yard too?” Aomine scoffed. But honestly, he couldn’t stop staring at those intense red eyes and strong jaw. Did his face look a little dustier than it did in the cafeteria? Aomine’s initial reaction to finding out they’d be cellmates was arousal, but seeing how brutish and rude Tiger was made him angry. Probably because they were too similar for their own good.

Tiger looked up at Aomine on the top bunk. He nodded. “Not a scene, but a scuffle.”

“Does that mean you’ve been initiated?” Aomine raised a brow. If Akashi got to Tiger, maybe Tiger wasn’t worth the effort after all.

“To the Miracles? Not exactly.” Tiger smirked.

Aomine sat up straighter, ears perked. “Akashi didn’t—”

“He did.” Tiger walked in and sat on the bottom bunk, stretching out. “Or rather… he tried.”

“You’ll fall eventually,” Aomine said with a far-off look. He’d fought back against Akashi at first as well. But Akashi had gotten tired of waiting and enlisted Murasakibara to hold him down. He shuddered.

“You all fell, didn’t you?” There was a hint of amusement in Tiger’s voice.

Aomine leaned over the edge of the bunk and looked down at him. “Shouldn’t you be mad about having the bottom bunk? After the display in the cafeteria, didn’t think you’d be so obedient.”

Tiger stood up and took hold of Daiki’s jumpsuit and pulled him closer. Their faces were barely an inch apart. “Would you rather I take it by force?”

Aomine’s heart was racing. He was pretty sure that he’d end up saying yes to Tiger in spite of himself. He could smell the dirt on Tiger’s face and the faint smell of Akashi. He was glad that Tiger hadn’t fallen. He didn’t want him to be one of them, not like that… Aomine finally regained himself and smirked back. “I’d like to see you try. I’m not as weak as Akashi.”

“But you’re far more adorable.” The words should’ve been insulting and were said with a hint of mocking, but there was also a sincerity to it that made Aomine’s heart flutter.

“Fuck you.” Aomine threw back.

“I’ll take the invitation.” Tiger smirked. He stepped up on the lower bunk and heaved himself up to topple onto the top bunk, landing on top of Aomine in the process.

“G-get off me…” Aomine mumbled, trying to act like he was too lazy to move, but a blush was creeping over his face.

“Get you off?” Tiger ripped open Aomine’s jumpsuit, sending buttons flying. “That was the plan.”

“Oi! That’s not what I—!” Aomine immediately covered his mouth, keeping in any sound he almost let out. Tiger had wasted no time in kissing his chest and as soon as the redhead’s tongue licked his nipple, Aomine was quivering. Honestly, he’d never been touched like this before. He usually was the instigator and the times he’d been overpowered, there was nothing pleasurable about it. But this… Tiger was actually doing something to make him feel good? And it was working?!

“Should I stop?” Tiger paused, resting his chin on Aomine’s chest. “It’s not like we don’t have time to take things slow.”

“I don’t like slow.” Aomine kept avoiding eye contact, which was proving difficult because Tiger kept staring at him with such cute puppy dog expression. It was so much softer than anything else he’d seen on this redhead’s face. “Just… as far as anyone else knows, this never happened.” Aomine slid his arms out of the jumpsuit and hooked his thumbs under the hem, pushing them off. He wasn’t quite hard yet, but he wasn’t soft either.

Tiger grinned and went back to licking and nibbling on Aomine’s nipple. Aomine bit his lip, not wanting to draw any attention to their cell. Tiger moved his hand down and palmed Aomine’s cock. He covered his mouth with his hand just in time to stop a moan from echoing in their cell. He grabbed Tiger’s hair, but that seemed to only push Tiger farther. Tiger wrapped his hand around Aomine’s length and began stroking him. He moved his other hand to push a finger against his hole.

Aomine grabbed Tiger’s hair with both hands and shimmied his hips away. Tiger stopped and looked right into Aomine’s face. Aomine was blushing brightly, but also glaring down at the redhead.

Tiger just smiled and pulled his hands away. He moved down to lick Aomine’s length and circle his tongue over the tip. Aomine covered his mouth again, squinting his eyes shut as he prepared his nerves for Tiger to finger him again. Only Tiger didn’t. He kept sucking him, taking his time to make the blowjob sensual and drive Aomine crazy.

He glanced down at Tiger to find Tiger staring back at him. Seeing the redhead with his cock in his mouth really was erotic and made his cock pulse. Tiger smiled around his shaft and sucked him harder. Aomine relaxed, leaning back against the bed and breathed a little heavier. He still controlled his voice as much as he could, biting his lip when he finally came.

Tiger swallowed everything and released Aomine. He leaned back and wiped his bottom lip. Aomine was catching his breath. “I thought you were…”

“Like I said, there’s no need to rush.” Tiger smirked and rested his palm over Aomine’s abdomen. His expression darkened. “But I won’t be sharing you.”

“Do I look like I whore myself out?” Aomine smirked back.

“Good, I won’t go easy on you if you do.” Tiger licked his lips.

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Tiger kept inhaling the food on his tray. Despite his resistance to Akashi, he still sat with the Miracles at lunch. It seemed like each of his lunch companions kept staring at him. Aomine was the only one who didn’t keep glancing at him, though he did keep scooting closer to Tiger. Tiger chuckled to himself. This group didn’t seem too intimidating, yet Akashi had all the other inmates under him.

The blonde guy kept shifting on the bench, occasionally leaning closer to Tiger. Tiger shook his head to himself, did they all think this was some sort of summer camp and not prison? Tiger glanced at the blonde guy, he was fairly certain Akashi had said his name was Kise. He swallowed his last bite. “Something on your mind, Kise?”

Kise blushed, leaning away slightly. He shrugged and rested his elbow on the table before looking back at Tiger. “Well… Akashicchi wouldn’t say, but… what brings you here?”

Tiger raised his brow and let out a short chuckle. “Something I didn’t do.”

“Oh no! How horrible!” Kise rested his hand on Tiger’s back, sliding it down towards Tiger’s ass. The amused look on Tiger’s face was replaced by a completely straight face. Aomine reached behind Tiger and smacked Kise’s hand. “Ow!”

Tiger took a breath. “How about I guess why all of you are here?”

“You could?!” Kise’s eyes sparkled like he was waiting for a party trick.

“Bet you couldn’t,” Aomine mumbled.

Tiger smirked. “Well, Kise, you’re here for manslaughter.”

“How’d you guess!” Kise’s eyes widened, but he still smiled.

“I’d say… you snapped and pushed your pimp down a flight of stairs,” Tiger continued.

“This is wild! Are you psychic?” Kise giggled.

“Good at guessing.” Tiger offered no other explanation.

He turned his gaze to the purple haired man, Murasakibara. “First degree murder. Everyone thinks you snapped and beat someone. Despite your size, you’re more of a poisoner.”

Murasakibara glared back at him. “I didn’t ask to participate.”

Tiger shrugged. He looked at Midorima. “You hired an assassin to kill your business partner who you discovered had been stealing from your business for years.”

Midorima fixed his glasses. “Cancer must be weak today…”

Tiger looked at Aomine. “Hit and run.”

“I didn’t—!” Aomine stopped himself short, but a dark, serious expression fell across his face.

“And Akashi…” He looked at the other redhead. “Tax evasion.”

“You mean, Akashicchi didn’t kill anyone?!” Kise exclaimed.

Akashi tilted his head to the side, staring right back at Tiger. They held each other’s gaze for a moment. Tiger got the feeling that most people would be intimidated and look away first. But Akashi was the first one to blink and look away. “That is indeed why I am here. But I think Tiger can understand that what we are here for versus what we’ve done might not always be the same.”

“Tell me about it…” Aomine mumbled.

“Akashicchi?” Kise leaned against the table. “What do you mean?”

“There’s blood on Akashi’s hands.” Tiger smirked. “But the authorities didn’t catch him for it.”

“What about me, Tiger?”

The small voice made Tiger look to Akashi’s side. He hadn’t exactly forgotten about Kuroko, but he hadn’t paid him much attention. He might have to work on that if he was going to succeed in here. “You killed your husbands.”

“Tetsu? Kurokocchi?” Aomine and Kise said at the same time.

Kuroko gave Tiger a blank stare and he knew he was right. “How many was it? Was it worth the money or did they just never have enough?”

Kuroko finally looked down ant took a long sip of his water.

Akashi gave him a cold stare, his yellow eye glinting in the light. “What is the meaning of this?”

Tiger smiled, finding it rather interesting that Akashi was more protective over Kuroko being exposed than himself. That did say quite a bit about their relationship. Tiger shrugged. Kise chimed in, “How did you know all of that?!”

“I’m good at guessing.”

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Aomine had hardly left Tiger’s side since that time Tiger sucked him off. It hadn’t happened again yet, but Aomine kept waiting for Tiger to push himself on him. That’s what most inmates would do, right? Or at least that had been Aomine’s experience.

For now, he was sitting in the yard, watching Tiger out-lifting almost all of the inmates. He found it rather dreamy to watch the redhead. But he was still haunted by what Tiger had said at lunch. It was true that he was in here for a hit and run and DUI, but the story wasn’t that simple. No one here knew it, hell, Aomine couldn’t tell anyone what really happened, but maybe Tiger would understand. Tiger was supposedly innocent of the crime that he was charged for. Somehow, Aomine doubted Tiger’s innocence, but he didn’t question it. Not yet.

He sauntered over to Tiger, interrupting the current lifting challenge and glared at Tiger.

Tiger stopped, looking right at Aomine with an amused expression on his face. “Yes?”

“Come on.” Aomine gestured with his head towards inside.

Tiger smirked. “Getting bossy? We’re on the same side.” But Tiger did put down what he was doing. He didn’t seem to care about the snickers he left behind as he followed Aomine.

Aomine led him to the secluded part of the yard, the part where everyone went for… privacy. Everyone here knew what it meant and Tiger had probably been brought here by Akashi the day before.

Tiger laughed. “Are you trying to ambush me?”

“How did you know about the hit and run?” Aomine asked without turning around.

“Lucky guess.”

“I don’t believe in luck!” Aomine whipped around, glaring at Tiger. “You know way too much for having just got here!”

“I’m an avid reader of crime news.” Tiger smirked.

“There’s no way you’re innocent.” Aomine crossed his arms over his chest.

Tiger took a few slow steps closer to Aomine, backing him up against the wall. “There’s no way I’m guilty of the theft I’m accused of.”

“Theft?” Aomine scoffed. “How would that be serious enough to land you among a bunch of murderers?” Tiger just stared at Aomine. Aomine cleared his throat. “Besides, if you’re innocent, you’d probably recognize one when you see one.”

Tiger looked him up and down. He rested a hand on Aomine’s chin, gently stroking Aomine’s cheek with his thumb. “You were, weren’t you? Then you came here and people here… fight or die, am I right?”

“Something like that.” Aomine stared back at Tiger, refusing to back down.

Tiger took a step closer, resting his other hand on Aomine’s waist. “I wish you weren’t here.”

“W-what’s that supposed to mean?” Aomine gulped.

Tiger let out a sigh, closing his eyes for a moment. “I’m not here for fun. I’m here for business.”

“Business?”

Tiger’s lips flicked into a smile briefly before he pulled back. He turned and walked out of the secluded area, leaving Aomine alone and confused.

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Ever since Tiger left Aomine alone in the yard, he’d been doing his best to avoid him. Which wasn’t easy considering they were cellmates. Aomine would just have to understand. Knowing that Aomine was innocent yet trapped in this place made it harder for Tiger. He’d come here for a specific purpose, if he got too close to Aomine… Tiger didn’t want to get him hurt.

Yet the desire to hear Aomine begging for him was strong.

He was so lost in his imagination that he almost didn’t hear someone walking up next to him. A hand touched the small of his back and Kise’s overly sweet voice rung in his ears, “Tiger~ you’ve been avoiding us.”

Tiger stopped walking. That hand was still on his back. It took him restraint not to snap Kise’s wrist like a twig. “Have I?”

“You’ve been so quiet. You still eat with us even though you’re not one of us.” Kise took a step closer. Kise must’ve planned this to catch Tiger at a time the hallway would be quiet.

Tiger only looked at Kise, blinking slowly. “Are you here to change that?” Better to know Kise’s intentions, though this kind of approach from the blonde surprised him. Perhaps being one of the Miracles had gone to Kise’s head.

“I’m here to keep you to myself.” Kise put his other hand on Tiger’s abdomen, leaning in for a kiss.

“I choose my company.” Tiger swiftly brought up a hand and caught Kise’s face by the chin, holding him firmly an inch away. “I don’t let someone else make that decision for me.” He took a step forward, pushing Kise back up against the wall. “To be honest, I thought you were more of the group’s bitch.”

Kise shoved hard against Tiger’s chest, but Tiger didn’t budge. “I’m no one’s bitch!”

“So you don’t want to be mine?” He smirked. “I saw the way you looked at me when we first met. Honestly, I thought you’d prefer it this way.”

“W-well…” Kise’s face turned a bright red, staring up at Tiger. Even though they were similar height, Tiger was slightly taller and stood straighter. Kise seemed to slouch even more, his back against the wall. He took hold of Tiger’s jumpsuit and pulled him closer. Their lips connected this time.

Even though Tiger did kiss back, he wasn’t terribly into it. It was pure lust, nothing more. He parted from the kiss, not wanting to linger in something he didn’t want to do. He wanted to save that kind of intimacy for someone else. Instead, he flipped Kise around and pressed the blonde’s chest against the wall. He leaned in and whispered against Kise’s ear, “You better not make a sound.”

“Make it quick~” Kise reached a hand back, palming Tiger’s groin. Despite the suddenness of this encounter, Tiger couldn’t deny that it was arousing. Fucking Kise promised to be entertaining.

He yanked off the top half of Kise’s jumpsuit, pulling it down to expose his ass. Kise was already angling his hips up and back, pressing towards Tiger’s groin. “Slut.”

It wasn’t long before he was buried inside the blonde and fucking him as fast as he could. Who knew how long he’d have until someone would be coming down the hall. Kise was doing good about not making a sound. Both hands over his mouth, acting like it wasn’t anything special despite his trembling legs. A true professional. Tiger tried not to think about how many other men had been back here, he didn’t want to have to get shots.

Still, it felt good to have some release for being pent up. Aomine hadn’t meant to tease him, but he’d been ready to lay into the tanned male until he pulled away from his fingers. Damn, that blush on Aomine’s face had been so cute.

A short, high-pitched moan escaped Kise’s lips.

Tiger caught himself slowing down and going more sensual. The disappointment when he saw the blonde hair in front of him left a sour taste in his mouth. He shook his head and dug his fingers into Kise’s hips. “No sounds.”

“Y-you’re just so thick~!” Kise leaned his head back, resting it on Tiger’s shoulder. “You’re fucking me so hard~ I can’t hold back.”

“Then let it out.” He smirked. “Im going to fill you up, so take all of it, okay?”

“Okay~” Kise’s eyes were practically glazed over like he was on drugs. Was this guy always a sex addict or did the prostitution turn him into one?

Tiger let go of Kise’s hip and placed his hand on Kite’s back, pushing him forward. The longer this was going on, the more he wanted it to be over. He closed his eyes, images of blue hair floating behind his eyes. He went as fast as he could until it was too much and he was filling Kise up to the point of leaking.

He heard Kise let out one final moan and was pretty sure that he came, but he also didn’t care. He was already pulling out and fixing himself up. He whispered in Kise’s ear, “Just between you and me.”

“I love having our own secret~”

Tiger rolled his eyes and kept walking down the hall like nothing happened.

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Aomine was unpleasantly glaring at Tiger from across the table all during lunch. Tiger had been oddly silent since their conversation in the yard. What business could he be here for? No one came to prison for business! He had half a mind to ask Tiger about it right now, but he got the feeling that the redhead wouldn’t hesitate to snap his neck if he brought it up.

What was worse, Kise was hanging all over Tiger. Stroking his arm, playfully trying to steal his food. But Tiger ignored Kise until that slender hand made its way over his tray. In such a swift motion, he grabbed Kise’s hand and placed it on the table next to him. There was no stealing from Tiger. Aomine narrowed his eyes, staring at the blond. He was being way too friendly. The last time he was that cozy was when he was fawning over Akashi, which was shortly after the initiation.

Aomine suddenly sat up straight. His eyes wide. “You slut.”

Everyone looked up, except Tiger. Kise’s pout was absolutely unbearable to him.

“He fucked you, didn’t he?” Aomine snarled.

“Nuhuhh!!” Kise stuck his tongue out, stealing a quick glance at Tiger.

“Ryouta, I’ve asked you not to be generous with yourself.” Akashi pushed his nearly empty tray away, shaking his head slowly.

“I didn’t do anything!” Kise hunched over, crossing his arms over his chest.

“Ryouta, this is serious.”

“It’s no—” Kise was in the middle of speaking when Tiger suddenly stood up.

The table fell silent, everyone staring up at the tall redhead. Aomine was already balling his fists, glaring up at the big tiger. If this was coming to a fight, then he’d go down swinging. A quick glance around, and Aomine realized that almost the entire cafeteria was staring at their table now. Certainly the movement of this silent giant was notable, but did everyone have to be so nosy?

Without a word, Tiger turned his back and walked out.

Aomine blinked a few times. What was that about? It couldn’t have just been that Kise was hiding that they fucked. Aomine was about to stand up, follow him to their cell. Interrogate him. He needed answers. But a hand on his shoulder held him firmly in place.

He glanced to the side, Murasakibara was also looking at the door Tiger left through. He spared Aomine a glance and slightly shook his head. Only then did Aomine realize that Kuroko wasn’t even at their table today.

Akashi closed his eyes and let out an exasperated sigh. “I will only ask you one more time, Ryouta. Do not be generous with your body. If you want to have fun, make sure your playmate pays.”

“I-I’m not the group’s bitch!” Kise slammed his hands on the table and stood up.

“Sit down.” Akashi looked up at the blond, his one golden eye flashing in the light.

Kise sunk back down onto the bench, huddling forward against the table. “Sorry…”

“I won’t get upset with anyone today, not while Tetsuya is on an… errand for me.” Akashi pulled his tray back in front of himself and lightly picked at the remaining food. “Needless to say, Tiger is new. Tiger is not his name. No one is to trust Tiger.” Akashi glanced at Aomine as he spoke.

Aomine curled his upper lip and leaned back a little. What was that for? And since when did Kuroko run errands? He wasn’t new here, but there clearly was a lot he didn’t know. “What kind of errand could Tetsu do in a place like this?”

Akashi stared right at Aomine, his eyes gleaming like a cat’s reflecting light in the night. “Never you mind. Since you were eager to assign roles the other day, you’re just part of the protection package.”

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Aomine was sulking all day. Ever since Tiger walked away from him. Why couldn’t the redhead just admit that he had bad taste? To fuck Kise of all people… what made the blonde so much more special?

Aomine laid in wait for Tiger to come back to their cell. He laid right on Tiger’s lower bunk. He just wanted that redhead’s attention. All of it.

It took long enough, but Tiger was finally coming in after his turn in the showers. He was still standing tall and proud. Had he made Kise bend over to pick up the soap? Aomine almost gagged at the thought.

Tiger stopped when his gaze landed on Aomine. “Aomine.” He blinked a few times.

Aomine stretched and sat up. “So, you’re gone a lot.”

“Keeping tabs on me?” Tiger raised a brow.

“You’re the one fucking all of my friends.” Aomine crossed his arms, glaring up at Tiger.

“And here I thought you’d never be friends with a blond like that.” Tiger walked right up to Aomine, stopping right in front of him.

It was the worst height. With the way the bunk was a little low and Aomine slouching, his face was right at the height of Tiger’s groin. And he couldn’t stop staring at it. He finally glanced up. Tiger was staring right down eat him, clearly aware of what he was doing. Aomine smirked. “Is it because I didn’t return the favor?”

He teased his fingers over the buttons on Tiger’s jumpsuit. For a brief moment, he got a touch of Tiger’s package. Even though it wasn’t hard, it was still sizable. Kise didn’t deserve such good things. Aomine leaned closer, his eyes still trained on Tiger. He extended his tongue about to lick Tiger’s through the fabric, but pulled back last second. “Because now I’m definitely not going to.”

He leaned back on the bunk and rolled onto his side so his back was to Tiger.

The bunk creaked and dipped and next thing he knew Tiger was right behind him, big spoon pressed right against him. He could feel that bulge growing in Tiger’s jumpsuit pressing against his ass. Tiger’s big hands snuck around him. One slipped under Aomine’s jumpsuit and began massaging his chest, circling his fingers around Aomine’s nipple. The other hand was groping his crotch. Aomine did his best to stay motionless and bite his lip. No moaning, just act like nothing’s happening… The redhead’s voice came out as a hoarse whisper against Aomine’s ear. “I was thinking about you, but when I remembered it was him… I left.”

“I thought you didn’t want me to get involved.” Aomine’s heart was racing. “Because of your business, right?”

“I did want to resist.” Tiger licked Aomine’s neck. “But you keep offering yourself up to me. How can I say now to a sexy slut?”

“Kise’s the slut…” Aomine mumbled, looking down at the thin mattress that would be absolutely flat after both of their weight on it.

“But you’re mine.” Tiger nipped Aomine’s ear, giving his earlobe a tug.

“Am not.” Aomine protested, but still made no move to push Tiger away.

“So you’d let anyone do this?” Tiger gave Aomine’s groin a gentle squeeze and Aomine finally couldn’t hold back a moan. It was a small one, but still, it escaped his lips.

“Fuck no and fuck you.” Aomine finally rolled over, facing Tiger. He was glaring at him, but he was also grinding his hips right up against the redhead’s.

Tiger grinned. “With pleasure.” He leaned in, kissing Aomine right on the lips. It was so soft and sensual at first. It really felt like a lover’s kiss.

But those hands were already making their way inside Aomine’s jumpsuit, rolling both nipples between his thumb and forefinger. Aomine couldn't help but moan into the kiss. It was a good way to keep him quiet because he really wanted to go all out with Tiger, show him how much better he was than Kise.

He rolled on top of Tiger, straddling his hips. They both moved their hips to grind up against each other. The feeling of Tiger’s big bulge rubbing against his own was really turning him on. Aomine pulled back from the kiss and sat up as much as he could. He slipped his arms and shoulders out of his jumpsuit, showing off his bare chest. He went so far as to arch his back, angling his pecs forward and his ass right against Tiger’s bulge.

Tiger licked his lips, gaze roaming all over his tan skin. He licked his fingers before sliding them under Aomine’s jumpsuit and rubbing them right against his hole. Aomine bit his lip, closing his eyes. The sensation still made him tense. Prior to being in here, he wouldn’t have ever tried something like this, he would've been on the giving side of things. Between being forced to do it and now wanting to do it with Tiger, he did his best to relax and accept the pain that was coming.

But no finger invaded his insides. He opened his eyes, looking down. Tiger was staring right up at him. The redhead furrowed his brow. “Don’t do this just to be better than that blonde.”

Aomine shook his head. “I said I wanted to fuck you.” He reached back and grabbed Tiger’s hand and forced his own hips down. He let out a strangled cry when the first finger went in. Why did it have to hurt? Why couldn’t it just feel good?

Tiger leaned up, pressing his lips right against Aomine’s hard nub. He swirled his tongue around his nipple. The sudden sensation was enough to make Aomine relax and shiver with pleasure. The finger inside him didn’t feel so bad anymore. Tiger kept licking and sucking on his nipple as he started to slowly move his finger in and out of Aomine. Another finger pushed in side Aomine and he had to cover his mouth to keep from letting his gasp out. It wasn’t long before he was grinding his hips against Tiger’s fingers. This was the first time something like this had actually felt pleasurable. He glanced down at the red hair and the hulking man sucking on his chest. He had to look away, his chest felt warm inside, it wasn’t something he’d ever thought he’d feel in this place.

Tiger pulled back after a moment and pulled his fingers out. “Lift your hips up.”

Aomine couldn’t refuse even if he wanted to. He lifted his hips up and the redhead was already yanking off the rest of Aomine’s jumpsuit. His fingers went down to Tiger’s chest, tugging at the buttons before just yanking the jumpsuit open. A couple buttons flying across the cell. Tiger smirked and pulled his jumpsuit down enough to reveal his hard cock. “You just couldn’t wait for this?”

Aomine couldn’t stop staring. It was the biggest cock he’d seen. Not just long, but thick. None of the people he’d seen in here who touted about having a big cock even came close. Aomine wanted it, his loosened hole was twitching for it. But would it fit? He gulped. “It’s so big…”

Tiger was quiet for a moment. Was that disappointment on his face? Aomine had yet to see such a sad expression on Tiger's face. He felt bad to think it was cute. The redhead finally spoke, “You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“I want to!” Aomine insisted, his face turning red. No way he would back down from a challenge. He lifted his hips over Tiger’s massive cock and nudged the tip against his entrance. It was a lot thicker than two fingers…

Tiger’s hand reached up to rest on Aomine’s cheek. He leaned up, kissing Aomine again deeply. Aomine focused on those warm, slightly rough lips and the way the redhead’s tongue darted across his lip. He parted his lips and let his tongue in.

Tiger moved his hands down, one hand spreading Aomine’s ass apart, the other guiding his rod into Aomine’s hole. The tanned male let out a long groan against Tiger’s lips. It was so big, spreading his insides. He could feel it taking up all of his space and filling him up. It hurt, it made his stomach ache, it made him desperate for more.