Not... [He stops talking while Oikawa pulls the fabric back though, this time pushing himself up enough to lean on his elbows to watch him. His head cants to the side a bit, resting on his shoulder. His t-shirt slides back down a bit too, hiding part of his chest.] Not right now.
[He trusts that Oikawa isn't upset with his decision, isn't upset with this because it takes a lot for someone like Iwaizumi to willingly give himself utterly and completely to another.Like when his leg is pushed over Oikawa's shoulder his fingers clench at the floor, trying to hold onto something. He can feel when his skin is going to mark pretty well from how lon Oikawa lingers making the skin red to how hard he sucks too.]
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[He trusts that Oikawa isn't upset with his decision, isn't upset with this because it takes a lot for someone like Iwaizumi to willingly give himself utterly and completely to another.Like when his leg is pushed over Oikawa's shoulder his fingers clench at the floor, trying to hold onto something. He can feel when his skin is going to mark pretty well from how lon Oikawa lingers making the skin red to how hard he sucks too.]