[He almost gets too distracted when Oikawa strokes him faster. He's never as vocal as the other when it comes to this, but even he can't hold back the groan in his throat as the pace picks up, hips jumping at the friction he can feel on his cock.
It doesn't distract him from that though, and he can't stop the glare he sends him in the mirror this time.]
Want to try saying that again? [He'll smack you, Oikawa. For sure.]
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It doesn't distract him from that though, and he can't stop the glare he sends him in the mirror this time.]
Want to try saying that again? [He'll smack you, Oikawa. For sure.]