[There's a desperate mutter of Fuck when Oikawa moves for him, tries to encourage him alone. His back is arched away from the wall and this time when his head tips back there's a loud bang as it connects to the wall.
His left hand tightens on Oikawa's hair, pulling him too now as his hips try and jerk to meet him half way. He can't thrust in time anymore though, too lost in sensations. It's why his right hand aches to do the same until he's tugging Oikawa's head down, choking him with his dick instead of this partial attempt.
He can't do it though, not in these conditions. Imagining it, however, makes his hips rock forward harder two more times, the second time with a garbled groan, trying to warn him that he was going to get off to this earlier than intended.]
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Date: 2015-08-06 11:20 pm (UTC)His left hand tightens on Oikawa's hair, pulling him too now as his hips try and jerk to meet him half way. He can't thrust in time anymore though, too lost in sensations. It's why his right hand aches to do the same until he's tugging Oikawa's head down, choking him with his dick instead of this partial attempt.
He can't do it though, not in these conditions. Imagining it, however, makes his hips rock forward harder two more times, the second time with a garbled groan, trying to warn him that he was going to get off to this earlier than intended.]