[Sucking until he knew there was a deep red mark left in Iwaizumi's skin, Oikawa slowly pulled his mouth back to keep peppering softer kisses around it, his lips working downward to skip over his bunched up shirt and mouth at his collarbones next. Smiling with the whisper and the way he holds onto him, cradling him in against his body and shutting his eyes, Oikawa knew this was a good choice. He wanted to love him the way he showed him before, wanted to return every ounce of those feelings because making Iwaizumi absolutely melt? Sounds like the best thing he's ever wanted to do.
While his mouth worked more kisses into his skin, lips wandering down until he was kissing and nipping over a nipple, Oikawa let his hands roam downward until he was stroking his thighs again and smoothing his hands up high enough, thumbs on the inside and he let his touch brush so close through his pants.]
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While his mouth worked more kisses into his skin, lips wandering down until he was kissing and nipping over a nipple, Oikawa let his hands roam downward until he was stroking his thighs again and smoothing his hands up high enough, thumbs on the inside and he let his touch brush so close through his pants.]