It's super lucky~ Iwa-chan gets all my love to himself. I'd tease you for being greed and selfish, but...

[With his lips on his pulse, Oikawa looks up at him through his eyelashes even as his hands start trailing down his thighs, fingertips light even with his hands grip at his hips - he murmurs the end of his words with a softer, lower tone.]

I don't want to give these things to anyone else.

[Then his lips are lifting and peppering down Iwaizumi's chest, hands gently tugging his thighs open to lean in between them as his mouth worked it's way down further and further.]