It's... [He trails off though in favour of trying to bite back a groan and a wince mixed together when Oikawa pushes both digits inside him and presses against his prostrate again. He shudders, bites at his lips until they redden.] better than I thought it'd be.
[It's mentioned softly, hands gripping at Oikawa's shoulders to keep himself together.]
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[It's mentioned softly, hands gripping at Oikawa's shoulders to keep himself together.]