[He'd have started pouting if he weren't being kissed again just like that. Smiling too warmly against Iwai's mouth and fluttering his eyes open briefly, as if just to confirm that Iwaizumi was kissing him, Oikawa drew one arm around his shoulders again to stroke long fingers against the back of his neck while kissing him back. Soft, slow and languid, they weren't the chaste nervous purely happy kisses from before.]
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