Like you ever have to ask for anything... [It comes out as a mumble, his head tipping to the side to make room but to also try and tip Oikawa's lips from his ear as he even feels them redden. There really isn't anywhere to move to though, not when Oikawa is pressing him up against the wall a little, their bodies close.
He flattens his palm down against Oikawa's chest and rakes his nails gently over the skin.]
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He flattens his palm down against Oikawa's chest and rakes his nails gently over the skin.]