[He doesn't exactly rush cleaning him up, taking care to not make it too rough when he's probably as sensitive as he feels right now. He dumps the towel back on the floor once he's done, finally glancing up and back at him. His neck feels a little abused at this point and part of him dreads seeing someone later, if there are any others from home here, and them questioning why he's all marked up when they've been in a freaky place.
But he can't regret it.
Even when Oikawa looks at him like that, all knowing and making his skin crawl because he's caught out. His teeth dig into his lip, visible now from how quickly he had to bite back a noise of his own. It's barely been ten minutes. Maybe it's longer but he doubts it, not with how needy both of them had been.]
Don't get ahead of yourself. [But his voice is all messed up, hoarse and just as lost as he feels as he finds himself slipping and giving into his demands. Well, they're not so much demands as over eager offers, in a sense.
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
uses as work motivation ... [cryingcat]
Date: 2015-06-16 11:06 pm (UTC)But he can't regret it.
Even when Oikawa looks at him like that, all knowing and making his skin crawl because he's caught out. His teeth dig into his lip, visible now from how quickly he had to bite back a noise of his own. It's barely been ten minutes. Maybe it's longer but he doubts it, not with how needy both of them had been.]
Don't get ahead of yourself. [But his voice is all messed up, hoarse and just as lost as he feels as he finds himself slipping and giving into his demands. Well, they're not so much demands as over eager offers, in a sense.
He wants Oikawa just as much, after all.]