( inugami au outre ve )
[It's around the third hour of classes that he starts to feel like dozing off. So far over the past 3 days nothing has actually happened. Nothing that helps any of them anyway. They're still trapped. He feels like they're stuck in a time warp, repeating the same day over and over. The only good thing in all this is that the pesticide poisoning has worn off so they can stop fussing over Tsukishima.
Granted, as he's taken to actually pay attention in class he's switched around books and accidentally left his phone, along with one of his books, in his locker. He's spent all of science doodling in his math book rather than running to grab his stuff.
No one noticed, anyway.
By the time Oikawa opens the door saying he needs to borrow him for club things (the teacher doesn't seem(??) to be happy with him, but he takes the exit gratefully. He tugs his bag with him, shifting it onto his shoulder and brushes past Oikawa to leave the classroom.]
I just need to call at my locker first, I left a few books and my phone there.
[He's pretty oblivious to the fact that today's messages may have been "important" (if you could call it that, Oikawa might--) but considering he kept being spamming for the stupidest of reasons it was the easiest way to control the situation.]
Granted, as he's taken to actually pay attention in class he's switched around books and accidentally left his phone, along with one of his books, in his locker. He's spent all of science doodling in his math book rather than running to grab his stuff.
No one noticed, anyway.
By the time Oikawa opens the door saying he needs to borrow him for club things (the teacher doesn't seem(??) to be happy with him, but he takes the exit gratefully. He tugs his bag with him, shifting it onto his shoulder and brushes past Oikawa to leave the classroom.]
I just need to call at my locker first, I left a few books and my phone there.
[He's pretty oblivious to the fact that today's messages may have been "important" (if you could call it that, Oikawa might--) but considering he kept being spamming for the stupidest of reasons it was the easiest way to control the situation.]
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[The sweetness shifts into giving him a little squinted look, poking his sides lightly, but the fact that it seems okay now is good. Right?]
Don't reject my looove, Iwa-chan!
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What is he even supposed to do at certain parts? Was he being irrational before?]
And I never said I was rejecting anything.
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I guess not. So do you want to take a nap, or do you want to clean up and go get something to eat?
[He wanted to stay here, he couldn't give a shit less about going anywhere just yet - they had plenty of time before anyone would be coming here anyway.]
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[What if someone comes back early??? You never know?!]
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[Snickering and leaning in to steal a soft, too affectionate kiss, Oikawa was moving to sit up in the next moment and shift to stretch - he was pretty bare himself still too, and it took a moment when he stood to figure out where half of his clothes went. Moving around to fetch clothes, actually tossing Iwaizumi the wrong shirt first just to see if he'd notice, Oikawa happily shrugged on the button down with little tears at the button holes, enjoying that while it fits tight across the chest? It certainly gives him plenty of room at his shoulders and arms.
Waah, his best friend is too buff for his own good, not that Oikawa would complain ever.]
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Oikawa? [Why are you giving him your own shirt... There's no way he hasn't noticed. Surely.]
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What, maybe I want to wear your clothes.
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Instead he concentrates on sorting out his trousers and underwear from before, instead tugging on a clean pair of underwear along with his shorts. It's easier than messing around right now, he'll sort the rest out later.]
Nearly finished?
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Yup, all ready!
[They can use them as blankets at least, right?]
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He's too tired to care, but at least his irritation is gone now.]
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What, he's honestly helping him out... Iwai had a boner in his sleep and Oikawa was just going to help him get rid of it.
Shifting to slip off the mat enough to move around and gently part Iwai's legs, he leaned in to lightly work his pants open and tugged them down enough to press warm, loving kisses down his belly. It feels like this sort of action comes naturally now, for the few times he's actually done it, but tasting his friends skin was so good.]
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His legs feel weird too, but all he does is make a small noise of protest at being disturbed from deep sleep. He doesn't know what's going on.]
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This is a good lunch, though they really should get some real food after Oikawa wakes him up. A diet of water and cum isn't exactly a balanced breakfast.] Love you, Iwa-chan, love you lots..
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His spine curves when fingers press and tease his nipple and his breath shakes when he opens his eyes to the others. At first it feels blurry with sleep, but then there Oikawa is, saying those soft soft words.]
Oi...kaw.....a? [What the hell?!]
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Drawing his mouth up enough to slip his other hand in and stroke the base of his cock, Oikawa panted around the dick in his mouth, but kept sucking eagerly. He can always apologize after he's done for waking him, but he would think this was a great wake up.]
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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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Squeezing at the base and gurgling softly, uncaring about how sloppy his mouth feels with drool dripping around his hand, around Iwaizumi's cock, he breathed in through his nose before coughing again to sink as far as Iwai would pull him again.]
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And it feels really good.]
Tooru... [It comes out as a low whisper as his hips jerk up again, feet sliding on the mat. It's hard to coordinate the two when all he wants is to push until he reaches his limit. His lips part for air, head twists to the side as sweat dampens his hair line. He grips Oikawa's hair tighter, curls his toes into the mat and thrusts up.
He honestly can't think straight, just drowns in the feeling of being taken deeper, of the heat and the tightness when Oikawa's throat spasms and he can feel it. Shit shit shit shit shit--] Fuck--
[It comes out like a sob in the end, one last warning before he pushes up one last time, holding Oikawa in place so he really doesn't have much of a choice but to take it. He comes in his mouth, hot and shaky as his eyes go blind and all he can do is chant his name along with a bunch of other swear words he has no recollection of saying.]
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There is heavy regrets at getting so dressed before the nap, he knew damn well he wanted to do this when he woke up, now he needs everything off so he can feel Iwaizumi's hands again.]
God, Iwa-chan...
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You're... such an animal. Just how pent up are you?
[Not like he's one to speak when he just slammed his dick into his mouth but... wow. His free hand reaches out to slide through Oikawa's hair, kneading and soothing his scalp after being so rough with him. It's his way of apologising, even if he's flustered that he let go so much too.]
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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~
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You're impossible. [But he gives him both of his hands, not just the one. His eyes are lidded with sleepiness and afterglow, curious to see what he's going to do next.]
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You love me anyway.
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It's almost too much.]
Sometimes, I love you. [Sometimes he doesn't care about whether he's head over heels for his best friend or just loves him full stop because he's too needy as well. Just wants to fuck him two ways from Sunday.]
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Do you think I've said it enough? That I love you so much? [Slipping one arm around to prop Iwai's head up, curling his fingers lightly around to stroke his ear and neck and shoulder, as if testing what all he could touch while still letting Iwai's head rest on him, Oikawa drew his other hand up slowly to take Iwaizumi's right hand and start guiding it back to his ass.]
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i'm starting a new thread right after this for the time skip!!!
HELLA