[He slips up briefly when their mouths are connected and Oikawa presses and rubs over his prostrate again, his teeth clamp down on Oikawa's lip, stopping before he bites hard enough to bleed, but he certainly traps his mouth there for a hot second. He feels like he's probably too close to orgasm by this point, then again he has no idea how anything else is going to go either. It's probably okay.
He pants when Oikawa pulls his fingers away, surprised at the weird feeling of... emptiness that follows. Is that what Oikawa always meant about being connected? He can see it, this way. It's what makes him open his eyes anyway, working on breathing normally as Oikawa takes off his shirt, hands reaching out to slide up over his body now he can actually think for a moment.]
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He pants when Oikawa pulls his fingers away, surprised at the weird feeling of... emptiness that follows. Is that what Oikawa always meant about being connected? He can see it, this way. It's what makes him open his eyes anyway, working on breathing normally as Oikawa takes off his shirt, hands reaching out to slide up over his body now he can actually think for a moment.]