[He swallow, brow creasing as he bumps against him, ready to start pressing inside. He peeks up at him, quiet for a minute as he feels his skin heat up. They're not just fucking around here, after all.]
Y-yeah. [He pushes in slowly, panting at how tight he still is, but knowing how close he is as well. His left hand moves to grip Oikawa's hip as soon as he can without slipping back out and his eyes pinch shut.]
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Y-yeah. [He pushes in slowly, panting at how tight he still is, but knowing how close he is as well. His left hand moves to grip Oikawa's hip as soon as he can without slipping back out and his eyes pinch shut.]
Fuck...