[He needs the help, he can't think about it now when all he knows is that his own mouth needs to be sealed as well because he groans at the way Oikawa reacts to him, reacts to this. When Oikawa pulls his hips closer, with his hand jerking the other off as it is, he can feel soft brushes against himself with the back of his own hand too.
He doesn't want Oikawa to learn the full extent of how he's getting to him, but the fact that when Oikawa presses his tongue against his lips and he opens his mouth for more (groaning into it, hand tightening in his hair) his hips shift a little uncomfortably too, it's probably impossible to hide.
As he pulls away to watch his final moments though he swallows, lips parted with glassy eyes because no one should look this attractive when they're such a mess. Iwaizumi doesn't stop moving his hand for a little while, letting him drag out the feeling, until he lets his hand drop. He starts looking for that blanket from before, wiping his hand and the mess Oikawa made while trying to ignore the fact that he's half hard again already.]
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He doesn't want Oikawa to learn the full extent of how he's getting to him, but the fact that when Oikawa presses his tongue against his lips and he opens his mouth for more (groaning into it, hand tightening in his hair) his hips shift a little uncomfortably too, it's probably impossible to hide.
As he pulls away to watch his final moments though he swallows, lips parted with glassy eyes because no one should look this attractive when they're such a mess. Iwaizumi doesn't stop moving his hand for a little while, letting him drag out the feeling, until he lets his hand drop. He starts looking for that blanket from before, wiping his hand and the mess Oikawa made while trying to ignore the fact that he's half hard again already.]