I'm very good at following directions, Iwa-chan.

[Laughing lightly, eyes lighting up bright at just that simple nip, he hums and stretches under Iwaizumi's hands again without moving too much; he just likes the feeling of those palms on him, whether they're jerking him off or just roaming over his skin.]

Did you want to help me stretch more? One of these days I might really be able to do the splits.