( nuevo inugami )
[It's the middle of the night, and while it doesn't always happen tonight he's finding that he really needs to get up and start moving to the bathroom. Oikawa is right by him, and given the circumstances of this place it's better to move quickly so they don't get caught up in another spooky adventure with the ghost dog or something else.
The bathroom, in the end, comes as a relief. Rather than going to a stall, he steps close to the urinals instead, shifting his shirt to make things easier for Oikawa to open his trousers to help out. His left hand is moving to hold things in place.]
How does it feel to be able to walk around without pains now?
The bathroom, in the end, comes as a relief. Rather than going to a stall, he steps close to the urinals instead, shifting his shirt to make things easier for Oikawa to open his trousers to help out. His left hand is moving to hold things in place.]
How does it feel to be able to walk around without pains now?
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His head rolls away, legs slowly untangle until his feet press into the floor with his knees bent. Ow.]
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God I love you.
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Gross...
He doesn't know how to shift to get comfortable, so decides fuck it anyway and shifts onto his side, cringing when... well. The pain that shoots up his spine is uncomfortable, that's for sure. There's also the fact that his thighs feel wet now and he doesn't want to think about that.]
Yeah, I love you too but ...I really want a shower. [His head flops forward against the other and he has to resist the urge to groan.]
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[Oikawa can't help the little breathless giggle that lets out despite his minor complaint. Drawing his touch up and combing back that soft spikey hair, he looks at him with half open eyes and a still blissed expression on his face.]
Give me a second, my legs still feel like jelly. Then we'll go shower.
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We really could do with getting condoms for this, you know.
[Oikawa how do you not get more grossed out when he fucks you??]
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[Oikawa does make a note that Iwaizumi doesn't really care for that sloppy feeling post-sex. Cracking a smile anyway, playfully squishing his cheek at the blush coloring his ears, he shifts and moves to start picking himself up.]
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[He tiredly swats at Oikawa's hand when he squishes his cheek, giving him a halfassed glare for the gesture. When Oikawa actually goes to move though, he shifts to try and press him back down again.]
...In a few minutes.
[He... just doesn't want to try moving yet, even if he actually complained a little.]
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[Quirking an eyebrow, easily settling again with the press, Oikawa reaches to stroke his cheek instead now with a softer smile. Really, Iwaizumi doesn't have to worry about the backache, Oikawa plans to take good care of him for all that. Scooting in, leaning to kiss his nose, he just hums softly.]
Whenever you're ready.
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The rest is okay though, I guess. [Though he feels way more tired in this situation, probably the sensation overflow honestly.]
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Heeh. You know, if you like it more the other way, I liked it both ways. I wouldn't mind taking it if you didn't like it as much. [Iwaizumi is certainly more exhausted after taking it.]
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I didn't say that either. [He's just too stubborn to admit that this was pretty good too, it's just--] It's just more embarrassing this way. [Ah, there you have it.]
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[Stroking the shell of his ear since he didn't quite slip away, still giving such an easy smile, Oikawa lets his touch drift along Iwaizumi's jaw then, until he was smoothing his thumb across his lips.]
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[Rude tbh...]
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[He downright pouts, even as he scoots in closer to kiss his forehead and laugh a bit - he knows he doesn't mean it poorly, Oikawa knows Iwaizumi knows he's the type to take advantage of that power.
Just not during something like this, not something so full of love, damnit!!]
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Not exactly. [It's hard to explain that he just finds it really vulnerable to let loose enough though, that it'd probably take a particular situation for him to be able to do this--but it'll mean more each time he does.
It's just hard to explain with words, so instead he drags Oikawa in to kiss him, mouth melting against his in a way that will hopefully soothe his worries.]
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Love you, Hajime. [Oikawa continues peppering kisses to his mouth then, stroking his touch from his jaw down his neck and to his shoulders again.]
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Nothing compared to having your fingers regrown, anyway.
Still, it's a small price to pay for the way he felt in the middle of things, along with how happy Oikawa seems to be now.] Love you too.
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Don't look so smug.
[Thankfully, he says that with a faint smile, hand shifting to glide over Oikawa's neck, across his collarbone until he can push himself up on his chest. He grimaces again as his back bends, legs having to shift to accommodate the movement. It means he's sitting up (finally) though he's also straddling Oikawa to keep close but also to limit how many quick movements he's making.]
Or next time I'll have to make you into a mess on the floor instead.
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He looks much more smug for all of Iwaizumi's efforts.]
You mean like how you turned me into a puddle last time? My legs were jello, you played me like a well loved instrument, Iwa-chan~ [God he's so hot, Oikawa just runs his eyes up and down his body and finds his hands moving wherever he looks.]
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Exactly like that. You look pretty good like that, after all. [He has to inhale deeply as Oikawa's hands roam, not quite as much as his eyes but it's close to it. His eyes flutter slightly as he splays his hand over Oikawa's heart. His right hand moves forward until his thumb can slide over the other's lips.]
Maybe sometime we can do it like this, too.
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[Laughing softly, batting his eyes and kissing that thumb when it passes over his lips, Oikawa's eyes shoot up at that next comment, staring at him for a long second as he ran the idea through his mind; Iwaizumi wants to try riding? Or he wants Oikawa to ride - that's what they did the first time, at least that's what Oikawa tried to do anyway. Puckering his lips and exhaling a warm hum, stroking both of his own hands up to lightly stroke his thumbs over well teased nipples, he gave an impish grin.]
Mmm... Yeah, I'd like that.
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[He actually doesn't mind too much, Oikawa is attractive even if he can be a dick. He won't put a lid of it if something happens, it just is as it is. It'd probably be embarrassing for him though being seen in that kind of state.]
You look like you're enjoying yourself.
[Though ah--his hands are wandering a bit too much now, aren't they? His body twitches as Oikawa's thumbs slide over his nipples, and it's not as though he doesn't enjoy it, more that his body is a mess right now. Even the faint touches from before made his skin tingle, this was just even worse.]
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[Licking his lips and giving Iwaizumi a playful wink at that comment of enjoying himself, Oikawa smiles - because he really is. Smoothing his palms down his chest then, stroking his hips and thighs and even reaching to gently trace his fingertips along his cock, Oikawa leans in to kiss his chest over his heart.]
You're gorgeous, you know.
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It's difficult to stay still though, even if he's tired he's still sensitive right now.]
Not really. [At least he's modest about it unlike some people.]
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html is rude tbh
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