Stop talking... God. I. [There's a bit of saliva still on his skin along with a bright red bite mark and he buries his face against Oikawa's throat, dying to move or do something.] It's too tight. How are you even okay...
[He can't wrap his head around it, even as sweat starts to form on his temple and make him dizzy. He needs to move. To do something.
It doesn't help that he's embarrassed as hell knowing that they really are 100% connected now. Knowing that Oikawa can feel like his heart is racing, his hands are shaking and he's so ready to burst already that he thinks his mind might be blanking out.]
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[He can't wrap his head around it, even as sweat starts to form on his temple and make him dizzy. He needs to move. To do something.
It doesn't help that he's embarrassed as hell knowing that they really are 100% connected now. Knowing that Oikawa can feel like his heart is racing, his hands are shaking and he's so ready to burst already that he thinks his mind might be blanking out.]