[With Iwai's hand continuing to work him even after he finished, Oikawa couldn't help the breathless whine that came out of his mouth; it was too good, so good, even when he was surely getting oversensitive. Sucking loosely against his mouth and panting so hard to catch his breath, he only gave a softer moan when his hand slipped away and Iwai was cleaning him up, he was done but he felt insatiable with how he still wanted more.
Kneading his hands softly in place, just breathing and pulling himself back together after falling apart for Iwai, Oikawa pressed soft sloppy kisses down his neck over the red marks he's been leaving, swallowing to clear his throat and blink to get his eyes to focus again. It was just a handjob, but it had been so good - he almost couldn't wait to get the chance to do more than just touch him.]
Iwa-chan. [That's when his attention comes to the tent in his pants again, and Oikawa is hardly hesitating about drifting his hand across and over him again, not even waiting for an answer to brush his fingertips over that half hard cock.]
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Kneading his hands softly in place, just breathing and pulling himself back together after falling apart for Iwai, Oikawa pressed soft sloppy kisses down his neck over the red marks he's been leaving, swallowing to clear his throat and blink to get his eyes to focus again. It was just a handjob, but it had been so good - he almost couldn't wait to get the chance to do more than just touch him.]
Iwa-chan. [That's when his attention comes to the tent in his pants again, and Oikawa is hardly hesitating about drifting his hand across and over him again, not even waiting for an answer to brush his fingertips over that half hard cock.]
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