[He makes a muffled noise in reply, humming against his dick now that he knows Oikawa is trying to best to stay still. He knows how difficult that is, when your mind feels like it's being grated piece by piece until there's nothing but you and haziness left. He gets it.
He also gets that it's the hottest thing he's seen and heard in his life. Oikawa is still making noises, just like before, but the softer, desperate little pleas are making him hotter and he swears he might just follow him, even if he isn't touching himself at the same time.
He pushes himself further, breathing sharply through his nose as he sucks. His eyes shut so he can concentrate, focused on hollowing his cheeks and humming hotly against him. He's not down all the way, but it's close enough at this point.]
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He also gets that it's the hottest thing he's seen and heard in his life. Oikawa is still making noises, just like before, but the softer, desperate little pleas are making him hotter and he swears he might just follow him, even if he isn't touching himself at the same time.
He pushes himself further, breathing sharply through his nose as he sucks. His eyes shut so he can concentrate, focused on hollowing his cheeks and humming hotly against him. He's not down all the way, but it's close enough at this point.]