carmona | ( nuevo inugami )

[Looking at him through his eyelashes with a curious expression to that groan he let out, Oikawa felt his own breath catching at those three words. Maybe I should, maybe he should stretch him further? Handfuls of scenarios shoot through his brain and Oikawa feels his ears redden, even if he finds himself grinning and shifting his legs to let them hang open.]

Mm, maybe you should. [He wants whatever Iwaizumi was thinking about.]

[He snorts in response to that, no doubt following Oikawa's line of thought here. Instead he pulls his hands away, instead reaching for his shirt to tug on that now instead.]

Unfasten this and take it off.

[It's going to be hard to tie him up, but he'll give it a go.]

[They have two belts between them, don't they?

Dragging his fingers against the floor before bringing his hands around again, Oikawa hums again with just working the buttons on his shirt, taking his time with each one until he could shrug the fabric off his shoulders and push the shirt off to dump it aside, he flops back against the floor then with his eyes on Iwaizumi, hands idle and waiting for what he'd tell him to do next.]

[He's not using belts???? That'd hurt him too much. He picks up Oikawa's shirt once it's off thouh, even attempting to use his right hand now to do this.]

Hold your hands out.

[So gentle with his hands, gee Iwa-chan~ Curiously watching him take up his shirt, then easily lifting his hands, Oikawa put his wrists together without being asked - without teasing more than giving a smile.]

[Of course he's being gentle with his hands. Oikawa might be stupid right now and refusing to set, but he's a setter. He needs them to be good. He winces as he ties up Oikawa's hands, yanking out his belt after to slide through the ties. He pushes Oikawa back then, looping the belt through one of the carts so Oikawa is effectively held down.]

[There is no fight the entire time Iwaizumi takes such care in tying up his hands, in tying them back so he is helpless and certainly unable to move, and there's so much trust in his smile with the way he lays back that he could forget all over again that they're trapped in this school. Iwaizumi is here, he'll take care of him, no matter what.

Shifting his legs and playfully squirming only now that he was sufficiently tied down, Oikawa purrs up at him while batting his eyes.]

Now what are you going to do with me?

Maybe I'll just leave you here.

[He looks down at him, hands sliding over his thighs, pushing them apart. He's still covered with his pants, but it won't last too long. Not now he can ruthlessly tease Oikawa and not be distracted by the other trying to take control instead. Oikawa can't get too caught up if he's stuck in place. He only rubs his thighs, drawing awfully close to his dick but he doesn't palm him now. Just stares down at him.]

You wouldn't, someone else might take advantage of my situation.

[Tied up with his pants undone and a boner poking his underwear up through his pants, who would take advantage of this outside of laughing at him? Oikawa still curls his fingers in place and licks his lips at just the feeling of Iwaizumi's hands roaming again - even being stared down makes him arch his hips a little, eyes lidding slowly the longer this goes because even if it's only touches and looking - it's Iwaizumi.

He has his full attention and his touch. This is what he likes the most.]

[He keeps his mouth shut for a long moment, sadly it isn't out of jealousy or anything like that--but a darker thought of something might come and kill him while he's like this definitely sinks into his gut.]

It's not that I'm worried about. [He finally lets his left hand sink between his legs, sliding underneath the opened pants and under his underwear to draw him out. His grip is fairly tight around him as he gives him a few leisurely strokes.]

[Is it better or worse that Oikawa didn't even think about it - even if he certainly would have after hardly a few minutes of being alone? Danger isn't even on his radar right now, though it could quickly return at any point he remembers just where they are. This moment feels like a reprieve from needing to be responsible.

Letting out an easy hum with Iwaizumi's hand dipping in, those strokes alone made his hips jump lightly, eyes going from Iwaizumi himself down to watching his hand work and there are mental notes being made that he needs to let him take charge more often.]

Then rest your worries since you're still here.

[Considering it might spoil the mood, probably better. Iwaizumi can keep watch for them both, but he's pretty certain this place will stay safe for now. Then again, the moaning Oikawa will probably start soon may change that. His thumb circles the tip of Oikawa's cock, press down and roll to try and drive him a little crazy.]

Mostly. Just think about enjoying yourself.

[That tease with his thumb certainly makes his hips buck lightly, eager for more even if Oikawa sucks his lower lip in to drag his teeth and breathe - it won't be hard to let his mind go and really enjoy himself, he knows it. Squirming a little and shifting his legs further apart, curling his toes against the floor, Oikawa brings his eyes back up to Iwaizumi's face.]

Too good to me. [I want you to enjoy things too, I like concentrating on you because of that.]

[His head tilts a bit as he watches Oikawa's reactions. It's nice to finally see the shifts in details, usually too caught up in his own afterglow or frustration. He's clearer minded like this.]

I just want to be able to pay attention for once. [He twists his wrist to add more friction.] You're usually distracting me with that filthy mouth of yours.

Hehh, you've caught onto my secret about why I like distracting you with my filthy mouth so much~ Iwa-chan makes a lot of hot expressions when he can't think straight.

[Purring the words and arching his back slightly now to buck up to that bonus of friction, Oikawa digs his teeth into place again and groans softly. Iwaizumi wants to see him without being distracted by his touch, that's why his hands were tied. He wants to see him, watch him, look at him as he starts falling apart and all the way through falling apart and Oikawa thinks that's just as hot as all the things he's doing to him now.

He does like being watched, after all.]

[Ah. His skin does flush a little at that, eyes narrowing at the expressions Oikawa gives him in return. It's easy enough to tell that being watched so intensely does something for him and it's hardly a surprise with how much of an attention whore he is.]

You're an exhibitionist, huh?

[He exhales slowly, squeezes the base of his cock before he pulls his pants and underwear away. He drags his hands over skin as he pries the fabric off.]

I think 'enjoying putting on a show' carried over.

[Grinning still at the way Iwaizumi blushes, Oikawa breathes in deep with the last of his clothes being pulled away and groans warmer at just his hands moving over his skin - he wouldn't be able to describe it in words beyond it feels so good about just why he loves his touch. Rough palms with callouses just smoothing over his skin. Anywhere on his body, not just on sensitive skin, it would always feel too good to him.]

Mhh~

Somehow I'm not surprised. [Slut.

But no, really, it's a nice sight especially as Oikawa is his there's no doubt about that. He drops the clothes to the side and reaches behind Oikawa into his backpack, pulling out the libe they'd gotten before. He doesn't bother pulling his own down yet, instead slicking his own fingers up so they're properly coated and he can start preparing the other.]

[Flexing his hands in place again and widening his eyes with a little surprise - his expression is downright bright while he watches Iwaizumi slick up his fingers and it actually makes his cheeks color. Just watching him do that feels like an intimate act, and he's not even touching him yet. Maybe it's the anticipation that comes with hearing the soft sounds of wet fingers that makes Oikawa shift his legs, licking his lips and attentively watching him through his eyelashes.

He was far less in a daze from all that touching by now.]

Iwa-chan, you've gotten more confident with touching me. [Now that is something he's absolutely noticed and is thrilled for.]

Shut up. [He looks flustered, especially with the way Oikawa seems to just shift his legs to make it easier, but he doesn't hesitate in sliding his first finger into him, leaning to kiss him on the lips.]

It's easier now I don't feel like my hand is going to burn for one thing. [Which isn't a lie, with his trousers open he can push them down with his right now, more than he could do before.]

[Returning that kiss with a softly gasped breath at the first press of a finger in, Oikawa smiles broadly against his mouth while making himself hold still. He wanted to arch into it, but he knew well enough by now that his body would clamp down, so he held off and waited. Nipping his lips and shifting his arms, squeezing his hands where they were tied, he practically purrs.]

Your hand was never going to burn, jeez. Are you trying to say I'm too hot?

Not likely. [He murmurs it against his mouth, leaning to kiss and slide his lips against his neck next. He sucks on the skin, marks it and carries on explaining:] I meant because of the pain, idiot.

[It's a few wiggles and thrusts into Oikawa that he slams his finger in, gritting his teeth as though he can't get used to how tight he is. Maybe he never will.]

Haa, we really ha--ve Shigeru-san to thank for a lot of things.

[His voice lilted with that thrust and Oikawa groaned after finishing his sentence, tipping his chin up to give Iwaizumi more of his neck - he wanted those marks, he loved the feeling of his mouth on his skin almost as much as he loved his hands. Shivering and shifting his legs as open as he could, rolling his hips up then into that thrust, he pants softly.]

Mhh~!

[What a slut...

He's not as into marking someone up or being marked as Oikawa might be, but in this kind of instance where he's keeping his wandering hands at bay it seems like a good idea. He watches as his hips move with his finger, and as soon as that starts happening he slides in a second. It's hard to keep hovering over him with his right hand being a support though, so he sits back after a while, watching as his fingers disappear inside the other.]

Doesn't take much, does it? [It's a mumble about how quickly he's getting into it, honestly.]

[It's starting to get easier to make his body relax quickly, and even if he groans with that second finger, Oikawa is already bouncing his hips forward to take it and ride out every thrust with his fingers. Licking his lips and bringing his head down once Iwaizumi sat back, he opened his eyes a smidge to just watch his hand work and laugh a little about his words.]

You don't know how much control you really have over me, do you, Iwa-chan?

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libe... what a typo

i laughed a bit at it c: its ok

HUFF PUFF JIGGLYPUFF

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