[He's too weak to everything Iwai was doing to him. Was it because it was Iwai, was it because he'd never really done anything like this before, Oikawa would solidly say it was because Iwaizumi was doing things to him he had only dreamed of before. Letting him pull him back to hold his face, leaning into the touch as he gasped for air and breathed, his eyes fluttering with every twist of the wrist Iwai gives him. It's so good with just that little change in motion, it just lights his body on fire - but when his head easily tips back, the bite gets a lilting sound out of him.

Sparks are dancing behind his eyelids where he can't keep his eyes open more than mere cracks, but his gaze was too unfocused. It was too much and too good and he wanted to lay back to give Iwai access to all of him, so he could see the way he wanted to stretch for him and buck into his touch and need his hands on his skin - on more than just his cock. Trembling and letting out a heady little sound when he can actually register what Iwai said, Oikawa can't help himself in cracking into a broad smile, licking his lips and gasping his words out while rocking his hips up the best he can.]

Whenever you want. You can make me look this way. See me like this anytime, Iwa-chan, just touch me and kiss me and you can have it. [He's going to climax too hard, he can feel that coming so soon, like a skydiver without a chute. He's going to hit that wall and make such a mess and he wants it so badly.]