[Kneading that hand at his hip in the end with his lips resting against his palm, Oikawa turns his eyes up to smile softly at him - just this appreciative gazing, because he couldn't care less about Iwaizumi continuing to call him an idiot. Whispering I love you to his skin with his expression going a bit impish, Oikawa lets go of his hand just so both of his own are roaming up and down Iwaizumi's thighs then.]
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[Kneading that hand at his hip in the end with his lips resting against his palm, Oikawa turns his eyes up to smile softly at him - just this appreciative gazing, because he couldn't care less about Iwaizumi continuing to call him an idiot. Whispering I love you to his skin with his expression going a bit impish, Oikawa lets go of his hand just so both of his own are roaming up and down Iwaizumi's thighs then.]