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( 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?

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[He really hopes that isn't going to ruin the towel for when they get out. Hopefully not. Still, he hits Oikawa lightly upside the head for that, skin flushing.]

That isn't what I meant. It was just closer.

[For Oikawa and for himself. He didn't want people to see them when they've obviously been fucking. Much less so when he's the one who took it this time. He probably looks like hell.]

[Laughing more even with the smack, giving him a wink when he dips in to kiss him lightly, Oikawa pulls his own towel down to tie it around his hips and reach to press a steadying grip to Iwaizumi's side.]

I love seeing the mess I've made of you, Iwa-chan. [He knows what Iwaizumi is talking about though, he knows how embarrassed he is about being caught just after having sex. What a cute guy, upholding his pure reputation.] But yeah, I don't really want to share that sight with anyone else.

[With another smooch, Oikawa starts leading them for the door - they're luckily going to be alone in their walk to the bathroom, and the locker room is good and empty.]

[He sends him a light glare for finding that amusing, for enjoying the way he wants to curl up in a ball and just be hosed down at this point. Instead he tries to ignore the way his body tries to limp instead of walk normally.]

You better hope no one is around then.

[He checks that there isn't when they reach the locker rooms though, eyes on the showers rather than anywhere else as soon as he sees the coast is clear. He just about remembers to tug off the bandages for his hand and drops them onto the clothes Oikawa brought with them, that done he tugs off the towel once it's safe, hooks it next to the shower then hobbles inside.

He doesn't waste time in flicking on the hot water either.]

Are you coming or not?

[Watching him when he goes to start the water and brightening that Iwaizumi is actually inviting him in the stall with him, Oikawa easily hooks his towel and the bag of clothes up and moves to step in, pulling the curtain behind him.]

Coming~~~~~~~~~~~~ [Stretching his arms over his head, just stretching his sides too and exhaling lightly, Oikawa stepped in close enough to sneak a kiss to Iwaizumi's neck and give him a grin.]

Kyaaa, Iwa-chan wants to shower with me, how exciting!

Eh? [He looks back over his shoulder when he yells that out, rather tempted to elbow him in the ribs for it he finds he almost can't with how happy he looks either.]

Shut up before someone hears you, idiot.

[Don't yell it out?!?!?!]

Fuck that feels better. [The hot water on his back when he turns to look at Oikawa, that is.]

Want me to scrub your back?

[The question is serious, despite his teasing tone and bright, playful smile. With Iwaizumi facing him now though, Oikawa is left to lean his arms against the sides of the stall so he can dip in and kiss him lightly once again - with him facing him, it also means Oikawa can't hide the fact that he is sporting a half hard erection by now.]

[He opens his mouth to answer the question and finds Oikawa's mouth there instead. His hands shift to slide into his hair, kissing him deeper before he lets him go.]

Yeah. [Of course it's when he glances down to check his footing that he takes note of Oikawa's "condition". He almost laughs, instead giving him a look that clearly shows he has no idea how he's at that stage already.]

...You're impossible.

[Being kissed deeper only made his issue worse, purring and licking his lip when Iwaizumi broke the kiss if only to pout at that almost laughing expression.]

I'm a healthy horny teenager who wants nothing more than to squirm for my cute lover. [Somehow, he gets that whole sentence out with a straight face, even if his ears turn pink; he's never really said it out loud before. Iwaizumi is his boyfriend, his lover.]

[He leans to press his teeth to Oikawa's lip and tug when he pouts at him, tongue quickly swiping over after.]

Most people can't get it up that many times in a row, you know.

[He turns though, offering his back for Oikawa but also as a means to see how he handles Iwaizumi not immediately moving to give him a hand.]

I've only gotten off once so far - [That press of teeth and swipe of tongue is such a tease, Oikawa actually cuts off his own words with a soft purr. Letting him turn to offer his back, lowering his eyes to follow down his spine and reach out to grip that gorgeous ass with both hands, Oikawa lets go then and reaches for the soap they have.

Taking his time to lather his hands, kissing the back of Iwaizumi's neck lightly until he was ready, he set that soap aside to smooth his hands up his back and exhale a soft little hum. He was standing a bit too close behind him, though all that was happening was he wanted more and more to touch him and feel him on his skin again.]

[If anything, he's not the one who is a terrible tease here? When Oikawa grips his ass both hands fly out to press against the shower wall, and his lungs rattle from how quickly he exhales. He tells himself it's just the shock, that after he'll take the time to jerk or suck Oikawa off and they'll be done.

Only the hair on the back of his neck prickles from how close he is.]

Fuck. [He swallows, thinking over how Oikawa says it as "so far" as though he knows Iwaizumi will give in for him anyway.]

[Oikawa feels his lips curve at that single word Iwaizumi says and that's that. They're going to end up fucking around in here. There's already enough sexual tension in the air from Oikawa alone needing to go a second round, but Iwaizumi was already starting to shiver. Peppering those kisses on his neck and working his hands up and down his back, massaging the muscles in his hips and into his lower back, he only shifts his feet to hover closer - if he swayed where he stood, his cock would bump the curve of Iwaizumi's ass, for how close he was.]

Nee, Iwa-chan, have you ever played with yourself in the shower?

[He doesn't need to, Iwaizumi's head rolls back to rest against Oikawa's shoulder and he stares at the tiles in disbelief. How many people need to use this? How many were likely going to use it while they were in there? At least he tries to be sensible about it until that big question pops up.

What the hell???]

What kind of question is that?

It's a pretty normal thing to do, you know. Jerking off in the shower, because you're relatively alone. I mean, not these showers, but showering at home.

[Who is he kidding people might jerk off in these showers too, everyone gets a little pent up even if they're in a hell hole. Working his hands up Iwaizumi's sides, then dipping them forward to close that little bit of gap between them and pull Iwaizumi flush to his chest, Oikawa stroked lathered hands up and down his chest and abdomen, kissing his neck more eagerly.]

You make it sound like you do it a lot. [Though knowing Oikawa's stamina he wouldn't be surprised at this point.]

I never really did it often, just sometimes when I woke up early or when I was tired of homework just. [He licks his lips, mouth dry.] It was more to get rid of frustration?

[Unlike this. He prefers this, having Oikawa with him even if he ends up flush against him when soap lather all over his skin.]

A few days a week, I'd deal with abundant hormones.

[Smoothing his palms downward to stroke his hips, fingers sliding along his thighs until they dipped inward and he was gently palming his balls and cock, "washing" him up as well as feeling up every inch of him.]

Haa, did you ever have to jerk off to get rid of being frustrated with me~?

[He actually laughs at that, unsurprised in the slightest. Iwaizumi on the other hand would let it build up for a few weeks then have one round and be done for a few more weeks.]

No wonder you're impossible to satisfy in one g- [He exhales sharply, trying to not rise up on the balls of his feet as Oikawa fondles him. His hand reaches back to draw their mouths together, though when he speaks again it's quieter.]

Probably not in the way you're hoping for.

[Licking at Iwaizumi's mouth and lips and purring at the way he moves under his touch, Oikawa smiles against his lips and curls his fingers around him, rolling his own hips lightly so his cock slid against the curve of Iwai's ass - even just that felt nice, making him groan softly against his mouth.]

Iwa-chaaan~

[He tugs on Oikawa's hair, and while his spine aches he tries to shift between Oikawa's hand and his hips. His dick twitches under the hold, slowly coming to life again.]

But-- [He continues softly.] I might consider it in my next shower after this.

You're too hot for me, holy shit.

[Groaning the words out against his mouth and sealing his lips in a heavier kiss, Oikawa dipped his tongue into his mouth to suck and keep rocking up against his ass. His hand moved a bit slower, a little too distracted, but it might be better that he isn't being a complete tease with both hands still stroking and palming his balls.]

I want to watch, I'd want to watch.

[His ears burn when Oikawa says that and it takes every effort to not disagree, instead he says:] You're a terrible influence.

[Though even that comes out as a soft groan as their mouths work together. He can feel friction from where Oikawa's dick rubs up against him, not to mention the hands touching balls, making his own hips squirm a bit.]

You're such a pervert.

[He almost expected a disagreement, but what Iwaizumi said ends up making Oikawa grin broadly against his mouth. Continuing to rock up against his body, panting when he has to finally break the kiss to get some air in him, Oikawa moans even as his hand works Iwaizumi's cock smoothly.]

Only for you, I really only like being naughty with you, Iwa-chan.

[He pants softly against Oikawa's mouth, hardly able to smile back even when the kiss parts because Oikawa's stroking him and his hips jerk. He spasms as it means he pushes back against Oikawa harder, feels his cock slide between his asscheeks in a way reminiscent to earlier. His hands shake, and he wants to say he can't handle this, the more Oikawa touches him the more he really can't resist.]

Good... [He's no where near as possessive, but:] I want you all to myself.

[Iwaizumi might not be nearly as possessive as Oikawa is, but hearing that makes his eyes absolutely light up. He likes hearing it, he likes knowing Iwaizumi doesn't want to share him because he loves him - it's not like he doesn't know it. Shivering, knowing damn well it's purely because of those words - it's hot in the shower after all - Oikawa groans and squeezes his cock now. He can't take it, he was patient so long before that he has no patience left for the teasing. Kissing him again briefly so he can gently push, murmuring that Iwaizumi better hold on, Oikawa slips his hands up to grip at Iwaizumi's hips and tug to pull him onto his toes a little more, just so he can press his cock down and lightly thrust between his thighs.]

Press your legs together. [He wants his ass, he really does, but he doesn't want to hurt him and they left the lube near the sleeping mats. Soap and firm, muscular skin will do just fine though.]

[He gasps out, hands dropping to try and catch himself against the wall as he almost topples over when Oikawa squeezes his dick. He's hard enough now that it feels good, that he knows there's no way they'll be willing to stop here now. He leans forward to press both his arms against the wall, peeking back at Oikawa over his shoulder. His stomach flips at the instruction, and it's not until he thrusts between his thighs that he gets it.

Dear fucking god does he get it.] ...F-fuck.

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