Part 5
Aomine forcefully sank into Murasakibara. His hands were digging into the soft and already pale skin of Murasakibara's hips, making them whiten. Murasakibara didn't make a sound, gawping with his mouth open and wide eyes staring at Aomine who was now leaning his upper body over him. Aomine's back was tense, his muscles flexing as his hips were pressed hard against Murasakibara's ass. Aomine's eyes were closed as he moaned into the empty air above the purpette, he kept still for a few seconds before he pressed even further in. Murasakibara made a whimpering sound, but nonetheless bucked his hips due to the pleasure and pressed his ass back against Aomine. Aomine opened his eyes to look at the boy beneath him and felt a strange, overpowering feeling fill him up. He was towering above the center. He was absolutely in control and he was at that very moment taking the purpette's virginity. He felt so powerful, just so… dominant? This stirred something strange up in Aomine. He had been with a couple of girls, but he always treated them gently, not wanting to bruise their tender skin or make them feel used. Lovemaking was about trust and equality, but this wasn't love. This was raw sex, he was fucking Murasakibara and words of love or holding back had no place here. To make this clear, he dug the nails of his left hand into Murasakibara's hips and lead his right hand up to roughly grab a handful of the submissive's hair. Murasakibara looked Aomine in the eyes as his head were forced back, Aomine got an idiotic impulse to growl at him, but settled with scraping his nails against the other's skin until he found his ass and gave it a hard squeeze. Expecting fear or regret from Murasakibara Aomine braced himself, but the purpette merely looked at him. He then pressed his head against the hand holding his hair while still keeping eye contact, and smiled. Aomine smirked back and slid back out while shifting the hand in Murasakibara's hair to one of his wrists, which earned a moan from the purpette.
Murasakibara writhed beneath him, enjoying being dominated as much as Aomine found pleasure in dominating. The next couple of minutes were filled with the two boys almost desperately trying to find a rhythm, Aomine forcefully pressing in and out while trying to control his breathing and moaning, while Murasakibara was moaning and panting hard beneath him. The audience was dead silent, watching the two people before them. There was no love, but the incredible level of pleasure and passion mixed with testosterone was intoxicating. After a few minutes the shock of having sex was beginning to fade, and Aomine started focusing harder on achieving what he wanted. He wanted to make Murasakibara lay there beneath him, panting and in uncontrollable pleasure, as he had been when he was fingered earlier. Aomine had found that Murasakibara enjoyed when he was dominating him with smaller gestures, like holding his wrists, forcefully spreading his legs and even when he held the other's neck. Doing all this things Aomine decided to step up his game, and thought back to what Midorima and Akashi had done before.
Slowing his pace a bit Aomine started aiming towards were Midorima had rubbed his fingers. Murasakibara seemed displeased at first, since the pace had slowed down, but as he got what Aomine was aiming to do, he tried his best to aid him in the task. Both bodies were now hot and sweaty while frantically trying to find that spot they both were looking for. As Aomine's dick was rubbing the spot Murasakibara almost screamed in pleasure; "AH, Ah, there" the last part was almost completely drowned by panting as he arched his back, but Aomine knew what to do. He dug his fingers into Murasakibara's skin several places, his hands, hips, neck, stomach, all he could reach as he watched Murasakibara writhe and moan in pleasure. He repeatedly hit that spot as he went in a chaotic, wild pace. He completely lost himself as he fucked Murasakibara, letting his hands grip muscular thighs as he viciously pounded into his tight hole. Staring eyes were long forgotten as Aomine fulfilled his fantasies, while the same eyes did nothing to bother Murasakibara. The purpette spread his legs even further so the darker boy could reach deeper as he allowed both of his wrists to be captured by Aomine's right hand. Aomine felt his orgasm build up as the purpette's eyes met his, filled with wild lust and pleasure, but even more erotic was the absolute submission in his expression. He fully allowed Aomine to ravage and conquer his body, and he loved it. Murasakibara was so close now, panting and moaning non stop, his arched back making his stomach flex against Aomine and his arms testing the strength of Aomine's hand restricting their movement. Murasakibara loved being so wildly dominated by another man, he never had to look up to anyone, and now he was laying flat down with another man feverishly pounding into his ass and forcefully taking absolute control over him.
"Ah, Ah, Aohm" He moaned, lost in pleasure, but still so very presently feeling the other man fucking him, "Aoo, mine, Aomine, ah" he called out with a voice filled with a strained pleasure, waiting for an orgasm that would come at any second. "Mhh, yea" Aomine replied, his pace increasing at the sound of his own name being moaned so shamelessly, and him being the cause. "ah, ah, AH!" after the last moan Murasakibara pressed his legs against the lower of Aomine's back, pressing him closer. His whole body tensed up as the orgasm showered over him again, his cock spurting out cum all over his and Aomine's stomach. Murasakibara's body relaxed and he let his head fall back against the bench beneath him, closing his eyes for a moment. Aomine kept up his pace and was obviously close too, but seemed a bit disappointed; almost agitated that Murasakibara was done already. After a few seconds though, the purpette reopened his eyes.
"It feels really good you know, nnh, you pounding so hard into me" Murasakibara's voice was glazed with absolute post-orgasm bliss making it erotic as he looked Aomine in the eye, then continued: "especially when you use me as you please, aahn, it's no fun when people hold back, you know?" Aomine was so close now, he was panting hard and moaning while his body moved in an erratic motion. Akashi seemed to be the only one in the whole room picking up what Murasakibara had said, when people hold back? He didn't have time to finish his line of thought before Aomine let out a loud moan that sounded more like a subdued roar and pressed his cock as far into the other boy as he could. He stayed as far in as he could while his orgasm washed over him, pressing down hard on Murasakibara's wrists and holding his breath. After a short moment, his muscled relaxed and he slowly let go of Murasakibara's wrists, but he still hadn't pulled out. He took a moment to let his breath go from panting to heavy breathing while he looked down on Murasakibara through barely open eyes. Then he casually asked "How many people have fucked you?"