[Licking his lips again, wetting a dry mouth with the way Iwai cusses again, Oikawa only tips his head when he feels that grip tighten in his hair and he knows what is coming; that fierce, sloppy kiss and he has no hesitation about returning it hungrily. Moaning against his mouth and lapping at his lips, tongue running against his teeth, he is more than happy to teach Iwai how to french kiss. Gladly teach him how to french kiss. He really won't be able to help himself when that increased pace also makes his hands drop, nails dragging along Iwai's thighs against his pants before sliding higher to pull his hips closer.
Close enough, but not enough to obstruct that fast pace Iwai was working him with. He wasn't going to last at all, not between the kisses and the sounds he was giving him, and Oikawa was more than happy with it. This is why he touched Iwaizumi first, why he was so okay with him not touching back until he was calmer, because Oikawa wouldn't have been able to concentrate on making him come first.
Jerking his hips and keening against his mouth, feeling his thighs tense as his whole body almost shifted to prepare, Oikawa's breaths turned into simple airless gasps when he finally comes. If he weren't so lost in the feeling, he'd apologize for the mess he was making between them. His cock was just pulsing a few sloppy streaks up, but his hips kept rutting forward for more contact even when he was coming down so slowly from the high.]
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Close enough, but not enough to obstruct that fast pace Iwai was working him with. He wasn't going to last at all, not between the kisses and the sounds he was giving him, and Oikawa was more than happy with it. This is why he touched Iwaizumi first, why he was so okay with him not touching back until he was calmer, because Oikawa wouldn't have been able to concentrate on making him come first.
Jerking his hips and keening against his mouth, feeling his thighs tense as his whole body almost shifted to prepare, Oikawa's breaths turned into simple airless gasps when he finally comes. If he weren't so lost in the feeling, he'd apologize for the mess he was making between them. His cock was just pulsing a few sloppy streaks up, but his hips kept rutting forward for more contact even when he was coming down so slowly from the high.]