[In a damp, dark garden shed that smelled like seawater with a dirty blanket and their own body heat for warmth, Oikawa was more than happy to be right here with his mouth on his dick. Being home would be the bonus. Dragging his tongue down, then up again and stroking the wet mess into Iwai's skin with a firmer grip, he pressed sloppy kisses around the tip before opening his mouth to sink it around his cock, swallowing and slowly bouncing his head in place with a lower groan.
Iwai sounding so breathless again was good, so good, he wanted to work this out of him again and he wanted to do it so many more times in the future with him. Curling his fingers firmly into Iwai's hip where his arm was curled to prop him, Oikawa hardly hesitated about picking up the pace once he got a rhythm settled for his mouth and hand.]
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Iwai sounding so breathless again was good, so good, he wanted to work this out of him again and he wanted to do it so many more times in the future with him. Curling his fingers firmly into Iwai's hip where his arm was curled to prop him, Oikawa hardly hesitated about picking up the pace once he got a rhythm settled for his mouth and hand.]