[His ears burn and his shoulders shake at the declaration. His wrist feels numb from being bent, from pressing into him but he ignores it in favour of rolling his fingers in all the way again. It's even tighter now, he notes, understandably so.
Then Oikawa's squeezing him tight and the garbled noise he makes fills him with nothing but embarrassment (and his cock twitches, growing half hard again already and half has to worry and wonder how much of this he can take. how many times is Oikawa going to lead him to this sorry state.]
Shut up, Trashykawa-- [He's gasping. He can't help himself.] We don't need everyone to know.
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Then Oikawa's squeezing him tight and the garbled noise he makes fills him with nothing but embarrassment (and his cock twitches, growing half hard again already and half has to worry and wonder how much of this he can take. how many times is Oikawa going to lead him to this sorry state.]
Shut up, Trashykawa-- [He's gasping. He can't help himself.] We don't need everyone to know.
[But they probably already do...]