[It's not as if Oikawa was going to last much longer with this needy pace either. Letting out a downright whine when his hands were pushed up and twisted into his shirt, he shuddered and laid there for a moment, just breathing - just taking in that Iwaizumi had him literally pinned down finally for the first time since he pounced him. He genuinely couldn't wriggle his way out of this one, and then his pants are being pushed open and Iwai had him in his grip.
All he could do was moan and beg for him to jerk him off, body arching but unable to do more than squirm mildly.]
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All he could do was moan and beg for him to jerk him off, body arching but unable to do more than squirm mildly.]
Fuck, Iwa-hh!!