Now that I have you, I can't keep my hands off you.
[Laughing breathlessly and nuzzling up against his hand, Oikawa hummed warmly and laid over him - like he was reminding him of the hard on in his pants, because it was surely poking against Iwai's thigh. Rolling his hips once, twice, and mouthing at his collarbones, his warm hums were lowering into something huskier, needy.]
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[Laughing breathlessly and nuzzling up against his hand, Oikawa hummed warmly and laid over him - like he was reminding him of the hard on in his pants, because it was surely poking against Iwai's thigh. Rolling his hips once, twice, and mouthing at his collarbones, his warm hums were lowering into something huskier, needy.]
Iwa-chan, give me your hand~