[He downright grumbles at the way he knows Oikawa knows he's even struggling to keep himself grounded now. His hands tingle when he moves them through Oikawa's dumb fluffy hair. He can't arch his hips up, so he settles for squirming slightly, legs straightening out a little until his thighs are almost parallel with the bed.]
This wasn't supposed to be an invitation for you to be a tease, you know.
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This wasn't supposed to be an invitation for you to be a tease, you know.
[Yet it kind of was???]