[He watches him carefully as his hands slide up and down, lowering enough until his thumbs can graze Oikawa's nipples, as though returning the favour for all the teasing he's had already. For having to wait until this point. His back burns as he's pulled down and up against Oikawa's hips, hands scratching skin as the other rocks down against him.
It's almost funny how ridiculous it feels to have friction, even only slight, against his cock yet it feels like something's missing, after all that preparation he's gone through that he's not quite as complete as he thought he had been.
But that's where they're heading, isn't it? That's why he's the one laying on the mat, with Oikawa purring soft words at him and it's why it's him who is melting there right now. He's giving himself to him, not for anyone but himself and Oikawa. This is for the both of them. His mouth feels dry, cracks when he opens it to speak:] Love you, too. [There's a pause as he lets his head tip slightly, eyes closing briefly as he tries to keep his composure. He's nervous, but it'll be okay. Everything so far has been.] Tooru.
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It's almost funny how ridiculous it feels to have friction, even only slight, against his cock yet it feels like something's missing, after all that preparation he's gone through that he's not quite as complete as he thought he had been.
But that's where they're heading, isn't it? That's why he's the one laying on the mat, with Oikawa purring soft words at him and it's why it's him who is melting there right now. He's giving himself to him, not for anyone but himself and Oikawa. This is for the both of them. His mouth feels dry, cracks when he opens it to speak:] Love you, too. [There's a pause as he lets his head tip slightly, eyes closing briefly as he tries to keep his composure. He's nervous, but it'll be okay. Everything so far has been.] Tooru.