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[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.]

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[Panting against his ear the more Iwaizumi's hand works, the more he feels that finger open him up nice and slowly, Oikawa can't help the way he shivers when he says you feel so good. He's going to feel so much better once he can sit on his cock, it's going to feel so good and he knows it, but he has to get his body to accommodate that thickness first. The curve and the deepest press make him shiver hard, and muffle the soft keening sound for how it feels - it's so good, Iwaizumi is too good to him, spoiling him with everything he wants.]

Mnhh! A-ahnnn, H-aajime!

[Softly calling his name with that wiggling and how his body clamps for a moment before relaxing, releasing to give him more space to work with, Oikawa is whispering two, use two into his ear now, shaking with the effort it takes not to start rocking back against his touch. He loves his hands, he loves his cock, he loves his voice and breathless sounds and his face and everything about Iwaizumi, Oikawa is so absolutely sure he loves.]

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[He really didn't need Oikawa to touch him, as the moans start up against his ear his dick grows harder. The breaths and sighs against his ear don't help, making him want to die on the spot because he expects Oikawa to tease him more.]

You sound so lewd like this... [He trails off when he slowly slides in two fingers, flushing at the way his body reacts to him. At how Oikawa shakes from holding himself back. He feels flushed and needy all over, but Oikawa looks breathtaking.]

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Iwa-chan makes me feel lewd, I can't help expressing how I feel.

[Purring his words out while drifting both of his own hands up and around Iwaizumi's head, fingers dragging against the floor, Oikawa bounces his hips back so carefully against his fingers, already past the feeling of strangeness - is it because it's Iwaizumi touching him? Maybe. He might be trying to be patient, but he wants him so much and knows damn well how neither of them will last once they start but it's worth the few minutes of being connected as physically as possible.

They're already 100% in sync mentally and emotionally.]

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[He gets the impatient, to a certain point anyway. He doesn't know how or why this feels good to the other really, but he does know that he wants to help any way he can. At the moment he works his fingers in and out of him again, pressing deep and curving them, shifting to the bump of Oikawa's hips.]

Pervert.

[It's muttered softly before his fingers twist inside him, scissoring out slowly to spread him apart a little but also try and relieve some of the pressure on his own fingers. He still feels so tight even now.]

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Says the guy finger fucking me so good, so so good.

[Grinning and lifting his head enough to gaze down at him with lidded eyes, Oikawa drags his fingers against the floor with a breathy moan at the feeling of being opened more. There's so much want in every motion he makes and feels through Iwai's touch that he has to whisper how much he loves him again. Dipping his head down to say all those things with his lips against his best friends, Oikawa keeps gently rutting back against his fingers, eager to get his body to relax sooner - but the scisssoring is already helping open him up.]

Love you, love what you do to me, every single touch and kiss and mhhhh~~!

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Shut up... [He does, at least, colour a little in his face at that, eyes turning away a bit.] You asked for this.

[He follows it up by slamming his fingers up into him too, now that he's getting easier to move inside, that more nonsense is being babbled out. It's harder to remember what was good last time when he's using the other hand, but he can make guesses.

He tilts his head slightly, teeth clamping and pulling on Oikawa's lower lip now to try and get him to quieten down. Hopefully it'll help.]

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I did, I wanted it so much.

[Muffling a needier whine with the slam of Iwaizumi's fingers so much deeper, Oikawa shudders and his head dips in with that pull on his lip, kissing him eagerly while still burying those sweet breathless keens against his mouth. Oikawa almost wants to go like this, wants to have Iwaizumi keep doing this to him until he comes again so when they start, he's more likely to be tired out with him by the end - he's already hard and bobbing between them. He hasn't reached down to touch himself since he started, no, his hands have been occupied between the floor and Iwaizumi's hair and with one hand burying into dark locks again to suck and dip his tongue into his mouth to really taste him, he is starting to lose any ability to think.]

L-ove you love you love it, fuck Haa-jime..! [He's ready for another finger, is what he's really trying to say - he's ready for them to be one step closer to raising his hips and sinking them around him.]

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[He wants to swear with how Oikawa sounds like that, murmuring soft things against his mouth in a way that makes him tremble too. He wants to fuck him already, but it's impossible to rush it with the fear of hurting him hanging over his head. It's why he pulls those two fingers out and slowly eases in three instead. It's almost hard to breathe when he opens him up, eyes shutting as he tries to keep control of himself.

Listening to Oikawa when he's like this makes it incredibly difficult to ignore him though. He tries to focus on Oikawa's tongue in his mouth, on the way his fingers move inside the other and the hand in his hair and groans softly, already dripping with need for the other teen.]

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[There's something about where they are and how good Oikawa feels that for a moment, he thinks he's home and they're wrapped up in each other on one of their bedroom floors - he outright forgets that they're hiding in a storage room in a gym at a haunted school and that third finger makes him feel like he's ready. He doesn't break the kiss yet, it does quiet him down when he can finally shut up long enough to suck at his lips and tongue and hum in place, and all Oikawa can do is just keep arching for him, hands still stroking his hair and gripping the floor and he hasn't felt warmer.]

Just a little longer. [When he can break the kiss, those are the only words he whispers, head tipping down to work kisses up and down Iwaizumi's neck while his knees shift to spread his legs just a little more. Dipping one hand down to briefly stroke himself, then smooth down Iwaizumi's abdomen, he palms his cock too while trying to not touch him too much - he knows just how quick Iwaizumi can go and Oikawa knows just how much they both want to last. They want to connect before they lose it.]

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[He can't speak so he just groans in reply. It's easier to forget where they are when his eyes are lidded, clouded with lust and all he can see is Oikawa anyway. Like they have their very own bubble. His head tilts to allow the kisses now, eyes shutting completely with a sigh as he drinks up the attention. He concentrates more on his hand though, on twisting the three digits and pushing and pulling to build a rhythm and to curl them slightly aiming to make him even weaker to him.

His hand jerks when Oikawa touches him though, slamming up out of pace, fingers still curved as he pants to keep homself in check because even though they've done this a few times now he's already sensitive from before.]

Wait-- [It comes out as a groan, teeth digging into his lip.]

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[Jerking back against his hand when Iwaizumi's rhythm gets ruined and his hand jerks into him, he moans loudly, unable to keep himself quiet for that press and he struggles with himself to not squirm - his fingers were right against his prostate like that with the curve, oh god it was too much all at once and he's gasping. He hears that call for wait though and drags his hand right back up his body, shivering hard and gasping.]

Oh god, Hajime!

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How much... [He's just as breathless, eyes struggling to keep open at the cries slipping from Oikawa's lips. He trkes to stretch them out instead, pushing against his inmer walls and the searing heat inside. If he's not ready soon he's not going to last, that's for sure.]

How much longer? [It's said softly, as though he daren't speak up just yet. He feels like there are tingles spreading through him like wildfire.]

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I think I'm ready - I don't want to wait anymore...

[His words are soft even when he slips one arm around Iwaizumi's shoulders - and then he's shifting, sitting up enough and lifting his hips to reach down and try to start lining them up, nervousness eating in his gut but he can't stand to wait anymore, he wants him now and the threat of pain doesn't leave a fear in him anymore.]

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I don't care if you don't want to wait any more, are you ready? [He's not hurting him out of their impatience, that seems dumb as fuck in his opinion.] I'm not going to hurt you for... This.

[He does let his hand drop though, shifting to press his palm to the floor so he can lean up a bit too, offer the other some grounding but also as a means to keep his own head steady.]

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[Gently bouncing his hips so Iwaizumi's cock slides up against the curve of his ass instead of outright pressing in just yet, Oikawa hums low at just that feeling before opening his eyes to gaze down at him through his eyelashes and just smile so warmly. Raising up on his knees to bounce his hips like that again, just teasing this time with how good it feels, he licks his lips with a deep breath in and out and moans.]

I'm ready. I'm very ready.

[But Oikawa is reaching to pick up the lube again - he can help make sure it goes easier with just a bit more of this. Sitting up to lean down and kiss a soft path up Iwaizumi's chest, Oikawa works to pour more lube into his hand and reach down to slick Iwaizumi's cock up, he wipes the excess back onto himself before doing that teasing bounce again.]

Love you love you....

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[His finger dig into the mat underneath them as Oikawa shifts and he feels his cock brush against the curve of his ass, against skin and his mouth dries so much at the thought of it. He spasms when Oikawa slicks him up, pushing himself up further until he can bury his head into his neck.]

Love you too. Just. Go slow, okay? [He's not that close to breaking poi t but if Oikawa had been tight on his fingers he dreads to think what this will be like. He's half worried he'll orgasm as soon as he's inside him.]

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I will, promise.

[Answering that request with a soft voice, it's when he shifts his hips up this time that his hand is holding the base of Iwaizumi's cock to hold him in place when he starts to sink down. Sucking his lower lip in at the initial touch, Oikawa bites down slowly as he starts trying to let him in - it's hard at first, he's so much bigger than he anticipated and it almost feels like he won't just pop in. He knows it's just the tip that needs to get in before everything else will fit perfectly, but that last centimeter to sink won't give -

Then his body relaxes and he sinks a good inch down on him, groaning low in his throat as his head hangs back. Just getting that far initially, it's so good, he feels so big inside.]

Fuuck...

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[It's too tight. It's too tight. It's too-- That's when Oikawa finally manages and the sudden drop on his dick makes him choke, his good hand reaching to grip Oikawa's hip to steady him. His hand is shaking from the pressure though, flashes appearing behind his eyelids as he squeezes his eyes shut.

He's panting harshly as Oikawa swears, struggling to keep in place but also to not get off too soon. It's hotter than his mouth had been. Tighter.]

It's... [But what it is, he can't say as he just shifts his mouth and bites into Oikawa's throat, marking the skin.]

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So good...!

[Oikawa finishes his sentence for him with those words, with his voice soft and breathy and even with the bite on his throat, nothing compares when he can ease himself lower and lower. The initial press was done and he was free to move with his body giving way and all Oikawa could feel was electricity, ready to burn him from the inside out. Its not until he has fully seated with nothing more to take that his hand comes up to stroke the back of Iwaizumi's neck and moan, encouraging the bite to be so much more.]

Iwa-chan, I can feel your heartbeat...

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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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[Swallowing hard and feeling the burn on his throat from where Iwaizumi bit him, it is absolutely going to bruise so dark and he knows it. Smiling and breathing in deeply just to slowly exhale it through his teeth, Oikawa keeps stroking his fingertips against the back of his neck in a soothing gesture, before slowly starting to raise his hips - god does that feel good, just that action alone was worth all the waiting.]

I'm okay.. because we prepared.. and because i-it's so good...! [He can't stop saying that, he can't stop thinking about the pulse he can feel hammering in his own chest, that contrasts to the thick pulse he can almost count a blood pressure on through his ass.] Come on, Hajime, do it, move, I can take it, I'm okay~

[His words are soft and breathy again for just raising his hips, and he isn't waiting until Iwaizumi raises up for him because Oikawa is already moving to press his body back down again, moaning low about how it feels inside.]

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I need to-- [Only it's hard to think of what he needs to do when Oikawa is sliding up again, hard to work out how to prop himself so he can shift his hips like he feels like he wants to. He ends up having to nudge Oikawa's hand from his neck, leaning back and away from him so he can lay flat on the ground. His hand shifts to press down, knees bend slightly.]

I'm working on it, just give me--fuck. [He doesn't have a moment to think it over though when Oikawa is sliding back down again, his body shaking from trying to keep himself together. Teeth grit and his eyes squeeze shut at the pressure as it returns.

His hand reaches out, left gripping left hip tightly until it'll bruise the skin and the next time Oikawa pulls up, he'll find Iwaizumi pushing back on his shoulder blades to meet him half way. It's awkward and definitely just a first attempt at this but it's hard to keep his balance otherwise.

Not to mention he feels winded at this point, like all he can do is curse and hope for the best. There's no way he'll outlast Oikawa at this rate.]

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[Letting Iwaizumi lay back and only stabilizing himself with his palm against the others chest, feeling that heartbeat under his touch as well as through their connection, Oikawa hangs his head down now with his chin to his chest when he whines at the feeling. Panting with his lips parted and his tongue peeking out, he moves so slowly still even if it's definite movement. Raising his hips again as high as he could go, letting out a gasp when he accidentally pulls up too high and Iwaizumi pops out of him, Oikawa shudders at just that feeling before his hand is already dipping back to line them up again, swallowing hard and licking his own lips.

Once he can sink again and Iwaizumi is lifting his hips to meet him, Oikawa puts his head back again as if he can't get any air in his lungs and just shivers with the effort to not bounce faster. He wants it, he wants every last inch to pound him, he can feel the tip every time it slides past his prostate.]

Oh god...

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[His right arm curves to drape over his eyes because there's no way he can watch this, not when Oikawa is making the lewdest of noises and shifting for and with him. He gasps when he slips out, as though it's a small relief to not feel that pressure but as soon as Oikawa sinks down again he's groaning in the back of his throat, lips parted as his nails dig into skin.]

Tooru... [It's mouthed more than spoken, unable to raise his voice with the fear of what kind of noises that might slip out.]

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[He wants him to look, that would just make it all complete. He wants Iwaizumi to look at him like this, to see that connection, to see the way his legs open just that bit wider and baring Oikawa before him because he's riding his cock - it feels like he's wanted this for years, even if he's only really thought about it over the last few weeks. Since those first teasing touches in the shed, where he finally was able to express his wants that weren't just lust-driven.

Watching him through his eyelashes, mouthing despite knowing Iwaizumi can't see, Oikawa's voice is almost a squeak when sound does come out - soft and high and lilting with every movement they make together.]

Love - you..! Haaa..Haajime! [There's really no way he's going to be able to keep doing this for much longer, it's too good and he wants to ram down on him to feel him so much. Oikawa knows too well they're both too excitable just by seeing each other, hearing each other, and yet...]

Look at me.