[He exhales deeply as Oikawa's expression changes and he can tell he's about to orgasm. The image is burned into his mind for later, for times when they can't get alone time but he wants to touch and remember him. It's only when his body calms that he slows his fingers, finally sliding them out of him to wipe on one of the blankets. They'll wash it after, but there's something else he needs to do first.
He leans down, tongue poking out as he licks the mess that Oikawa made of himself, cleaning him up with slow gentle laps with his tongue. He even holds his dick tenderly, thumb grazing along the base as his mouth sinks over the head and sucks gently. He must be sensitive from this, there's no way he isn't, but he doesn't let up either.
No, this time he's making Oikawa realise how he feels when his hands are all over him until he can't last.]
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Date: 2015-08-17 08:11 pm (UTC)He leans down, tongue poking out as he licks the mess that Oikawa made of himself, cleaning him up with slow gentle laps with his tongue. He even holds his dick tenderly, thumb grazing along the base as his mouth sinks over the head and sucks gently. He must be sensitive from this, there's no way he isn't, but he doesn't let up either.
No, this time he's making Oikawa realise how he feels when his hands are all over him until he can't last.]