[When they're not even halfway there he finds himself breathing harder, and even his right hand attempts to claw and cling onto Oikawa's back. His legs feel like they're shaking, though it's more from being stuck in the same position for a while. He tries to think of what Oikawa did, of what might feel natural, and ends up sliding his legs up against Oikawa's hips until they're hooked over the small of his back.
It helps Oikawa slide in the rest of the way anyway, even if the stretch feels like it's going to kill him on the spot.
It takes him a moment to realise he's squeezed his eyes shut, the four syllables helping him flutter his eyes open, dazed when everything seems to stop. This time he really does squirm, unnerved by the stare he's getting, eyes darting away. All of his skin feels flushed at this point, hotter now that he can feel how fulfilling this does feel despite how weird it is.]
It's tight, right? [He sounds like he's laughing, a hint of it punctuating his words, but really he's too shaky to find any of this amusing. He feels way too vulnerable, too open.
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Date: 2015-09-12 07:04 pm (UTC)It helps Oikawa slide in the rest of the way anyway, even if the stretch feels like it's going to kill him on the spot.
It takes him a moment to realise he's squeezed his eyes shut, the four syllables helping him flutter his eyes open, dazed when everything seems to stop. This time he really does squirm, unnerved by the stare he's getting, eyes darting away. All of his skin feels flushed at this point, hotter now that he can feel how fulfilling this does feel despite how weird it is.]
It's tight, right? [He sounds like he's laughing, a hint of it punctuating his words, but really he's too shaky to find any of this amusing. He feels way too vulnerable, too open.
But that's okay with Oikawa. That's okay.]