[His lips part as soon as Oikawa starts kissing him again, eagerly kissing back to keep himself occupied. His mouth catches the other's, sucks at the skin of his lip as his hips try to roll with the motion of Oikawa pressing in and out. It's weird as hell, but it is getting much easier again as time goes on--especially with the breaks to press on his prostrate.
He glances away slightly, still finding himself flushed when he thinks about where this is going. Oikawa is being so patient though, he finds his unease slowly drifting. If he thinks of those perfect hands, perfect fingers pushing inside him, twisting and rubbing... well it's enough to make him tip his head back and groan.]
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He glances away slightly, still finding himself flushed when he thinks about where this is going. Oikawa is being so patient though, he finds his unease slowly drifting. If he thinks of those perfect hands, perfect fingers pushing inside him, twisting and rubbing... well it's enough to make him tip his head back and groan.]