[Groaning at the kisses to his neck, at the teeth working paths into his skin, Oikawa whines gently when Iwaizumi says 'not yet'. Shifting his arms and twisting his hands, but doing no more to break free, he just shivers and lifts a leg to curl it against his hip like he can just hold him close like this.]
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Iwa-chaaaan, don't make me wait much longer.