S-Shut up. [It comes out as a hiss, tight and wound up as Oikawa shifts himself and pulls him a bit higher. His spine arches, his insides throb, his dick throbs and he feels as though he can't actually hold on tight enough as his head spins.
When he opens his eyes this time there's no doubt that his eyes are almost black from being so hazed over, that there's a certain glassiness to them that shows he can't quite focus because it feels as though the world has been flipped upside down.
His right hand drops to the floor, presses there in an attempt to steady himself. His left clings to the back of Oikawa's neck, holds tight for dear life.]
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When he opens his eyes this time there's no doubt that his eyes are almost black from being so hazed over, that there's a certain glassiness to them that shows he can't quite focus because it feels as though the world has been flipped upside down.
His right hand drops to the floor, presses there in an attempt to steady himself. His left clings to the back of Oikawa's neck, holds tight for dear life.]