[He wants to do too many things with how he says that, and it's the idea that he can do as he pleases that makes Oikawa hide a groan into his shoulder. Curling his fingers around him in more of a grip now and pumping his hand, stroking right into underwear, Oikawa exhaled a soft Iwa-chan even as he turned his head to look down between them, to watch what he was doing.
Porn might be trashy, but surprisingly enough, Oikawa used his imagination more often than magazines or late night channel surfing. Just the sight though was so much better than his imagination, and that's what prompts his touch into being more firm - he was really jerking Iwai's dick, this wasn't some dream he was masturbating over.]
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Porn might be trashy, but surprisingly enough, Oikawa used his imagination more often than magazines or late night channel surfing. Just the sight though was so much better than his imagination, and that's what prompts his touch into being more firm - he was really jerking Iwai's dick, this wasn't some dream he was masturbating over.]
I'm going to run away with those words, Hajime.