[Looking up when he moved to stand at the sound of something hard dropping, Oikawa let out a surprised sound when Iwai was so instantly in his space - the papers definitely went flying, the pencil forgotten as quickly as it was picked up, and it's with a maybe surprising lack of complaints that Oikawa goes down under Iwai's weight. The only sound he lets out first is an oof of hitting the mat a bit hard, but the breath that would have come with it is buried against Iwaizumi's mouth when he kissed him, and the shift of a knee pressing up between his legs makes him finally, outright moan.
Squirming only half heartedly, only as if to squeeze his thighs around the leg between his, Oikawa hardly pulls at his wrists at all in any vain attempts to free himself; he may not have been expecting this, but as if he's going to really complain when Iwai was hot and bothered and it's all Oikawa wanted hours ago. He is gladly trapped.]
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Date: 2015-06-21 09:14 pm (UTC)Squirming only half heartedly, only as if to squeeze his thighs around the leg between his, Oikawa hardly pulls at his wrists at all in any vain attempts to free himself; he may not have been expecting this, but as if he's going to really complain when Iwai was hot and bothered and it's all Oikawa wanted hours ago. He is gladly trapped.]
Mm-mhhn!