[How thirsty can you get? At least that's what he thinks to ask, but actually forming words right then is Difficult. His eyes feel like they're rolling back, and as Oikawa isn't pressing his hips down he can't help himself when he shifts them up, pushing into the heat of Oikawa's mouth with a low groan.
His hands keep his head in place too, trying to be gentle when all he wants to do is slam his hips forward into that all too talented mouth. How has he never done this before these few times with himself? He can't think about it.
When Oikawa pinches his nipple he forgets both their inexperience for a moment and tugs his head down and onto himself, teeth pressing hard into his lip as he rolls there, rubbing himself in far enough that he hits the back of Oikawa's throat.
Shit--] Are-- [Too far, too far that's gotta be--]
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Date: 2015-06-29 02:15 pm (UTC)His hands keep his head in place too, trying to be gentle when all he wants to do is slam his hips forward into that all too talented mouth. How has he never done this before these few times with himself? He can't think about it.
When Oikawa pinches his nipple he forgets both their inexperience for a moment and tugs his head down and onto himself, teeth pressing hard into his lip as he rolls there, rubbing himself in far enough that he hits the back of Oikawa's throat.
Shit--] Are-- [Too far, too far that's gotta be--]