[In the end he's grateful that Oikawa is pretty much a master in this part of the journey already, because when he feels wet sliding down over his skin and the fact that it's cool makes his body jolt. He breathes out in sharp instances, fingers moving to clutch at the mat he's lying on.
He swallows.] Sorry, I just...
[He's startled, unable to believe it was almost time. His thighs try to clamp together when he feels Oikawa's finger rubbing against him, his right eye twitching between staying open or shutting.
He licks his lips.]
Don't stop. [He might still panic a bit--but don't stop.]
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He swallows.] Sorry, I just...
[He's startled, unable to believe it was almost time. His thighs try to clamp together when he feels Oikawa's finger rubbing against him, his right eye twitching between staying open or shutting.
He licks his lips.]
Don't stop. [He might still panic a bit--but don't stop.]