[Given the last expression on Oikawa's face, the expression that's now stuck in his memory he can't stop the soft groan that falls from his throat as he shifts his hips again. He tries to knead Oikawa's scalp, encouraging him with his left hand. His right doesn't move until Oikawa's groaning too and he drops the back of his arm to his lips.
His teeth bite down, eyes squeezing shut as the heat soars right through him. His head tips back too, exposing his throat as it bobs with every dry swallow he makes, clearly holding back even now. He can feel sweat against his temple, feel the heat even building up in his spine as he stops himself from snapping his hips forward.]
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His teeth bite down, eyes squeezing shut as the heat soars right through him. His head tips back too, exposing his throat as it bobs with every dry swallow he makes, clearly holding back even now. He can feel sweat against his temple, feel the heat even building up in his spine as he stops himself from snapping his hips forward.]