( 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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He's so close, he was going to make a mess and he didn't care the least bit.]
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His fingers stutter, curve as if to claw at him gently and he moans in the back of his throat. He wants Oikawa to come already, to give himself a little reprieve too and he has no idea how he's going to have had 3 orgasms in one afternoon other than that Oikawa is unstoppable and he might just die young anyway.
Then his hand reaches between them both, grips around both their cocks and tugs so he's jerking them both off at the same time.]
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Shuddering and honestly unable to help the hard shake of his hips when he came, Oikawa continued rocking his hips back and thrusting forward against his hand, letting Iwai keep it up so he could ride the electricity through until he was exhausted. At least when he came, Iwai got a boost of something slick to work their cocks with.]
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Oikawa was turning him into a wreck.
He's grateful for the extra fluid between them though, even if it's gross that he's using it for this. His hand moves faster, arm shaking from how close he is and how difficult it is to do both of them at once.
It doesn't take much.
When he comes, too, his hips jerk up, fingers thrust hard into Oikawa even though he's finished but it's to mimic what would have happened if he was buried there--and he doesn't even realise it. Doesn't realise that it's a knee jerk reaction because that's what he wants as well.]
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God... [His ass was going to be sore. It wasn't that they didn't have enough spit, but the roughness was just more than enough to make him feel raw. There weren't complaints about that though, far from it. Sluggishly reaching up to stroke Iwaizumi's hair and kiss his temple, Oikawa struggled to keep himself from actually passing out from pleasure.]
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It's easier than dealing with the fact that it's likely Oikawa is about to pass out on him and they can't stay like this.]
Oi. [He pinches his side, exhales sharply and squints up at him.] Let's clean up first.
[Really he just wants a shower to be honest.]
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Mm, okaay~ do we want to try and gather stuff for a shower? We're pretty messy now.. but the locker room showers should be okay for rinsing, plus they should be totally empty.
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I'm going to kill you if you don't let me have a shower at this point.
[They don't have enough toiletries for this amount of sex. Plus he doesn't want to think about how dirty his hand must be now. He yanks off the shirt first, not even caring that it's not his and simply uses it to clean himself up enough first. He tugs his shorts and underwear up next, flinging that dirty shirt in Oikawa's face.
Hope he didn't want romancing after that.]
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Waaah, that's such a mean thing to say, you wouldn't do that! Let's go, let's go..
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He sighs and reaches out, nudging his shoulder as he makes sure he looks presentable enough in case someone is skipping, then grabs a clean pair of underwear (he really needs to do laundry now, thanks Oikawa) and steps outside towards the locker room showers.]
At this rate I might have to
[It's a half hearted grumble at best though.]
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Nah, you wouldn't ever, I know it deep down in my soul~ Iwa-chan is too protective to ever let me really get hurt like that!
i'm starting a new thread right after this for the time skip!!!
He'll stop after that though, surprising them both at some point mid-shower by reaching out to massage Oikawa's back, trying to work out some of the pains so he doesn't have to be embarrassed later.
See, he definitely does care, they're just idiots.]
HELLA
Who needs words when they were 100% in sync?]