[Ah. The easy admission ends up making Oikawa blush too, that grin turning into a broad smile instead because it makes his heart warm at hearing those words. Curling his fingers over his own wrists then in almost a shy gesture, shifting his hips and wiggling toes with how he has his leg up, Oikawa hides his nose against his arm again.]
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Iwa-chan, fuck me already. [God I love you.]