[Smiling at those sleepy mumbles even as he tugs Iwai's underwear down, Oikawa kisses his half hard dick and smooths his lips over the tip before opening his mouth to slowly sink his mouth around him. He still tasted good, a little like sweat, a little like sex - a little like cotton from his underwear. Stretching one hand slowly up Iwai's body without needing to lift his head, he stroked easy patterns into his skin, tracing his ribs and even reaching just high enough to gently thumb a nipple, Oikawa hummed warmly around him.
This is a good lunch, though they really should get some real food after Oikawa wakes him up. A diet of water and cum isn't exactly a balanced breakfast.] Love you, Iwa-chan, love you lots..
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Date: 2015-06-29 01:41 am (UTC)This is a good lunch, though they really should get some real food after Oikawa wakes him up. A diet of water and cum isn't exactly a balanced breakfast.] Love you, Iwa-chan, love you lots..