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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?
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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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.]
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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.]
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Nee, Iwa-chan, have you ever played with yourself in the shower?
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What the hell???]
What kind of question is that?
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[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.]
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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.]
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[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~?
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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.
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Iwa-chaaan~
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But-- [He continues softly.] I might consider it in my next shower after this.
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[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.
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[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.
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Only for you, I really only like being naughty with you, Iwa-chan.
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Good... [He's no where near as possessive, but:] I want you all to myself.
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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.]
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Dear fucking god does he get it.] ...F-fuck.
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Touch yourself if this isn't doing it for you. [He'll watch over his shoulder, he'll watch while rutting against him and there's almost nothing clean about this shower; this is absolutely the reason they've never showered together before - Oikawa can't keep his hands to himself and Iwaizumi is too indulgent for him.]
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He shifts his weight until his right arm, hand to elbow, rests against the wall and his left reaches down to stroke himself. His hand moves tight and quickly, groans slipping out everytime he teases the head of his cock.
His thighs squeeze even tighter the closer he gets to orgasm, body slowly winding up.]
Tooru-- Tooru, Tooru... [He breathes out his name softly.]
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Watching him touch himself is addicting, feeling the tightness of his thighs is also addicting, somehow fucking Iwaizumi's thighs feels so much more intense than burying into his ass.]
H-Hajime..
html is rude tbh
His thighs ache so much and he's not close enough yet, doesn't really know how close Oikawa is either since he can't properly see him like this.]
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You're too hot, I love you, I love every fucking inch of you.
[Once he's satisfied with the soapy mess he's trying to make to deal with that burn he had been starting to feel of skin on skin, Oikawa drops the soap without a care and strokes the reddened skin, before bringing his hand up to smooth it against Iwaizumi's as if to give him what's left of the suds for himself. Jerking off dry isn't good, the soap is better than nothing at this point - and then he is gripping his hip to pull Iwaizumi up again to slide his cock against the curve of his ass before Oikawa reaches down to press it between his thighs again.]
G-hhhhajime...!
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Though Oikawa's voice in his ear is just more than enough to have him trying to hip his head away, breathing unsteadily. There's soap suds everywhere once he's done. His thighs, even his dick ends up with some of the moisture from Oikawa as well.
This position is awkward to work with, leaving Iwaizumi having to rely on Oikawa to hold him steady becaue he can only place one hand on the wall. He exhales, inhales, and:] I-I... [It's so hot in here, steam feels like it's everywhere, but. He wants to tell him that his thighs ache, that this a hard position to keep even when he's being held steady.]
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[There's something in him that knows Iwaizumi is sore and aching and the apology falls out of his mouth before he can try to think of a different, more comfortable way for them both to get off. Rocking his hips against him, thrusting between his thighs again and groaning low at how good it feels, Oikawa buries his face against Iwaizumi's neck and peppers kisses between his light bites.]
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Oikawa's groans and kisses and bites help keep the need off a little, but soon enough he's going to have to slump somewhere to finish after. His forehead presses against his arm and he wheezes on the steam, on the amount of strain his muscles are being put through while his back aches. Any lesser of a person would have collapsed already, or would have told their partner to fuck off, quite honestly.]
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Fuck. [Give him two seconds, just breathing in through the steam, before he starts to move to let Iwaizumi down to the floor and follow after him - his legs were quivering by the time Oikawa finished, he felt like an asshole keeping him up for so long.]
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