[His head tilts as he looks back at him, only the timing of it all is hardly fair at all. He resists the urge to smack him on the head, hand twitching but honestly too afraid to lash out anymore, even if this way would be more playful that anything else.
Oikawa's hands move soon enough anyway, both grazing his thighs in nice patterns and speed. He chews his lip as he waits, struggling to think of where to keep his hands.]
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[His head tilts as he looks back at him, only the timing of it all is hardly fair at all. He resists the urge to smack him on the head, hand twitching but honestly too afraid to lash out anymore, even if this way would be more playful that anything else.
Oikawa's hands move soon enough anyway, both grazing his thighs in nice patterns and speed. He chews his lip as he waits, struggling to think of where to keep his hands.]