[Part of him wishes he hadn't tormented himself like this as well. That he'd covered him head to toe from the start to feel their cocks grind together through cloth. Instead his knee gets the brunt of Oikawa's over enthusiasm. One hand pushes up under his shirt (pulling at one button too hard given the ripping sound that follows--maybe they can fix it later) to pinch at his nipple. He has no idea if it does the same for Oikawa as it does for him, but there's no such thing as holding back now. His other hand reaches under Oikawa's hair to yank at his hair, pulling his head back to bite over his Adam's apple.
He sucks the skin raw too, leaving a bruising mark compared to the imprint of teeth from before.]
You should've-- [He barely recognises his own voice anymore with how breathless he feels. He's getting just as needy.] --taken a picture of yourself like this.
[It's a hint of what really got to him before, of what's getting to him now.
His hands reach down to push at his hips next, pinning them to the bed to stop the friction he's been feeling. Maybe it looks like he's tormenting him in this sort of position, and maybe part of him wants to see how long it takes Oikawa to snap (in a good way, of course) from all of this.]
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Date: 2015-06-21 10:03 pm (UTC)He sucks the skin raw too, leaving a bruising mark compared to the imprint of teeth from before.]
You should've-- [He barely recognises his own voice anymore with how breathless he feels. He's getting just as needy.] --taken a picture of yourself like this.
[It's a hint of what really got to him before, of what's getting to him now.
His hands reach down to push at his hips next, pinning them to the bed to stop the friction he's been feeling. Maybe it looks like he's tormenting him in this sort of position, and maybe part of him wants to see how long it takes Oikawa to snap (in a good way, of course) from all of this.]