[Chuckling at the words and purring under his breath when Iwaizumi reaches to touch him again, jerking him until he was half hard once more and he quiets the whine when he pulls away. He really is trying to leave the pace to Iwaizumi, he really is, everything is just too good. Letting out a sweet sigh when he feels himself getting pulled into his lap now, shifting his legs just a bit more open as if space is what Iwaizumi needs to line up right, Oikawa turns his head to lightly press his nose into his arm, batting his eyes and licking his lips and he can feel fire under his skin again.
Iwaizumi really knows how to pace this properly, usually they're both too worn out because Oikawa has been too reckless.]
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Iwaizumi really knows how to pace this properly, usually they're both too worn out because Oikawa has been too reckless.]
I want to feel your pulse with mine, Hajime.