[It's almost too much. He wonders if he'd ever walked in Oikawa like this before whether this would have happened sooner, because he can't imagine watching anyone or anything else now. The way his name sounds sends shivers rocketing up and down his spine so he doesn't it again, twists his wrist and tries to cup Oikawa's face with his free hand to watch him properly.
His fingers thread into his hair then, tipping his head back with a gently tug so he can bite into the jut of his throat.
His hands are shaking for other reasons now, overwhelmed with a lot of realisations that come at once. When he stops the words that fall from his lips might be something he regrets later, but they're groaned out, unstoppable as he is at the moment.] You look really good like this.
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His fingers thread into his hair then, tipping his head back with a gently tug so he can bite into the jut of his throat.
His hands are shaking for other reasons now, overwhelmed with a lot of realisations that come at once. When he stops the words that fall from his lips might be something he regrets later, but they're groaned out, unstoppable as he is at the moment.] You look really good like this.