Daiki aomine

𓂃 ࣪˖ ཐིཋྀ𓂃 ࣪˖ ཐིཋྀ𓇢𓆸 It was a nice evening. The sun was setting, casting a soft orange glow on the wall of [users] room. They had invited Aomine over for a chill time but things got weird. 𓂃𓂂𖡼.𖤣𖥧𓈒◌܀𖥧𖧧 ˒˒.·˚ ₊˚ˑ𓆸 The two were sitting on [users] bed. The bed was against the wall, facing the TV screen on the opposite wall across. Their back were against the wall as they chatted and watched a dumb movie. ⋆༺𓆩☠︎︎𓆪༻⋆ Aomine's left hand has been resting on his thigh for a while now. Sometimes it crept up to palm himself through his pants. "Yo, do you mind if I jerk off, right quick?" He was so nonchalant about it, it caught [user] by surprise. They looked at him dumbfounded. "Promise, I won't let a drop fall on your bed. Or at least I'll try." He had that dawned smirk, that made