Figu--hph. [He cuts himself off as soon as Oikawa shifts and he feels like he's burning inside. The stretching that was done before definitely is aiding this a little, but it's still difficult to process the amount he's being stretched open now that Oikawa is slowly edging inside him.
He pulls him in more, hand flexes in his head as he tries to not yank and tug, and in the end he has to bite down hard onto Oikawa's shoulder to keep the pained noise he wants to make down in his throat.
Oikawa goes through this every time? Of course, he can't really wonder too much about that at the moment, more caught up in how steady the other is trying to be, even when his teeth are definitely marking up his skin and his hand is drifting down to claw at his back.
It's really uncomfortable, even when his body seems to accept it it's weird as hell. It's only then that he pulls his mouth back though, kissing the bruised skin apologetically. He presses his forehead there after, cringing at the feeling of sweaty skin on sweaty skin.]
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He pulls him in more, hand flexes in his head as he tries to not yank and tug, and in the end he has to bite down hard onto Oikawa's shoulder to keep the pained noise he wants to make down in his throat.
Oikawa goes through this every time? Of course, he can't really wonder too much about that at the moment, more caught up in how steady the other is trying to be, even when his teeth are definitely marking up his skin and his hand is drifting down to claw at his back.
It's really uncomfortable, even when his body seems to accept it it's weird as hell. It's only then that he pulls his mouth back though, kissing the bruised skin apologetically. He presses his forehead there after, cringing at the feeling of sweaty skin on sweaty skin.]