( nuevo inugami )

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[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 groans sweeter at that reactionary pull in his hair, fingers gripping just under the curve of his ass, but he doesn't bounce his mouth around him until Iwaizumi tries to pause and hold like that. He'd answer if he could, he didn't want to pull back just to tell him he's glad it feels so good for him, because Iwaizumi is the only boy he's ever been with. He's good because he's had time to work out how to do it with him, this isn't the first time he's been throat fucked by him after all.

So he just opens his eyes to gaze up at him, lips rubbing in place before puckering around him playfully.]

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[Ah, there it is. Oikawa is a menace, that's something he's certain of. Feeling him trying to rile him up, mouth puckering, smiling and groaning and just being him... his stomach twists, eyes shut tight and his eyes stutter forward.]

You're going to make me a mess again, huh?

[It's murmured though, as his right arm raises to cover his eyes. If Oikawa looks up he'll notice that his teeth are biting into his lip, that he can't look him in the eye anymore as he rocks into the other's mouth slowly but pretty deeply, pulling most of the way back onto to press inside again.]

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["It's my favorite thing to do" is the expression in his face, that Iwaizumi will catch before he covers his eyes with his right arm. Stroking his hips with both hands, one curling around to lazily help in guiding him, Oikawa let his other hand drift back to press against the wall and curl his nails against the tiles, eyes shutting after that view of how he was biting his lip - he really gets off too quickly if he watches him. Iwaizumi really is a voyeur.

Opening his mouth as much as he can and groaning when he thrusts in deep, Oikawa smiles around all of these actions because he's happy that Iwaizumi will let him get away with far, far too much. It takes less patience to simply stand on his knees and suck him off, because feeling his cock swell and twitch deep in his mouth feels almost as good as feeling his heartbeat in his ass.]

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[Given the last expression on Oikawa's face, the expression that's now stuck in his memory he can't stop the soft groan that falls from his throat as he shifts his hips again. He tries to knead Oikawa's scalp, encouraging him with his left hand. His right doesn't move until Oikawa's groaning too and he drops the back of his arm to his lips.

His teeth bite down, eyes squeezing shut as the heat soars right through him. His head tips back too, exposing his throat as it bobs with every dry swallow he makes, clearly holding back even now. He can feel sweat against his temple, feel the heat even building up in his spine as he stops himself from snapping his hips forward.]

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[Swallowing harder when his eyes flick up to see him, just the sight of Iwaizumi brought breathless and needy is really good. This is what feels special, this moment right here where he is trying to contain himself and Oikawa finds himself bobbing his head - eager to make him unable to take it and to just fuck him already. It's such a high with how little air he gets for each breath, that the more needy he is the more Iwaizumi tries to hold off longer and they both know it won't work.

Give him something wet to really swallow, Iwa-chan~]

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[There's a desperate mutter of Fuck when Oikawa moves for him, tries to encourage him alone. His back is arched away from the wall and this time when his head tips back there's a loud bang as it connects to the wall.

His left hand tightens on Oikawa's hair, pulling him too now as his hips try and jerk to meet him half way. He can't thrust in time anymore though, too lost in sensations. It's why his right hand aches to do the same until he's tugging Oikawa's head down, choking him with his dick instead of this partial attempt.

He can't do it though, not in these conditions. Imagining it, however, makes his hips rock forward harder two more times, the second time with a garbled groan, trying to warn him that he was going to get off to this earlier than intended.]

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[Oikawa would be concerned about that banging sound if he didn't know Iwaizumi has a hard head - he's fine. He's just getting lost in how good this feels. Mutely laughing around him, swallowing harder and bobbing his head eagerly, gagging each time he bounces his mouth down too hard and Iwai's cock digs into the back of his throat and he doesn't care, because he wants it so much. When he let out that garbled sound and Oikawa knew that would be it, he slammed Iwaizumi's hips back and sank around him, swallowing whatever mess comes even as his free hand dips down to himself to jerk off hard for all Iwaizumi's effort to not choke him.

It's good, it's so good, he feels so good..]

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[This time he does swear. Oikawa's hands feel heavy against him and given that he's still holding onto his hair he uses that as a means to keep himself upright. His body curves forward, panting hard as he spasms, coming into his mouth while trying to stop his legs from giving out.

When it finally stops and his body calms he breathes out again, still breathing pretty hard all things considered. He blinks a number of times but his eyes can't refocus, not yet anyway.]

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[Swallowing as much as he can and coughing, gagging around him but refusing to let go until Iwaizumi's body was calmer, Oikawa slowly let himself up with gasping breaths. Drool and cum was a mix that hung off his chin, eyes glazed and all he can do for a moment is just breathe. When Iwaizumi came, Oikawa did, and there was a new mess squirted against the wall and on the floor from being unable to contain himself entirely. At least neither of their clothes got dirty, though the front of Oikawa's shirt might have a few dripped stains of spit.]

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[He isn't as convinced about their clothes, or won't be when he finally looks down properly, able to see a it better now, and notices the state Oikawa is in now. His breath shakes, catches in his throat and he has to look away.]

There should be tissues in here somewhere. [Some stalls may have some anyway, though he's not sure if either of them will make it to the stall at this point.]

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Toilet paper.

[The word comes out a little garbled, his voice not quite working yet with how abused his throat feels - and he couldn't feel more elated still. His whole body was buzzing in aftermath. Wiping his mouth a few times with his hands, leaning in to kiss Iwaizumi's hip, Oikawa finally starts shifting to pull his mind back together.]

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Yeah, that. [He can't think straight either, not when Oikawa's voice is off because of the fact that his dick had been in there, fucking his mouth as he had. He swallows thickly.]

Need help getting up?

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Yes.

[He doesn't offer his hands up though, because he just wiped that mess off with them and they were now messy - so for a moment, he just looks up at him with his lips still mouthing affection into his hip and there's this slow pull of getting his mind back together that shows in his eyes - that glazed look was slowly focusing again.]

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[He snorts faintly as he watches him enjoy kissing into his skin. Briefly, he nudges him away, hands trying to hook under Oikawa's arms to haul him up. It's shaky compared to normal, bones and muscles a little tired after having his mind (and dick) blown.]

There.

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[Easily rising once Iwaizumi gives him the motion up, leaning in to kiss him lovingly along his jaw to his mouth, Oikawa gives him a sweeter smile once he's standing.]

Thanks, Iwa-chan. [He'll move to go wash his hands (and face) now, shuffling with his pants still hanging at his knees.]

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[He can't help it really, even he has to crack a laugh as Oikawa tries to shuffle along. He tugs his own up just so he can move, though he can't fasten them until Oikawa is finished anyway - not when he needs his help.]

If anyone comes in here now all they're going to see is a mess.

[They're both a mess but Oikawa looks like he's been fucked to the moon and back.]

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[He'd honestly say he's been fucked to the moon and back if asked. Wiping the water off his face and grinning back at him in the mirror, he reaches for a hand towel before pulling his pants up to tuck himself back in his underwear and start zipping up.]

Ahaa, that would be because I am a mess. Look who made me a mess, all Iwa-chan's fault.

[Combing his damp bangs back and then moving over with a cheeky smile, he reaches to start doing up Iwaizumi's pants next while planting a soft kiss to his mouth.] But I'm not complaining, I like being made a mess because of you.

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Who's the one who started this, idiot? [He reaches his hand up, messing up Oikawa's hair too while looking at least a little guilty for it. Oikawa says he doesn't mind, that he's not complaining, but it doesn't change the fact that his best friend looks utterly ravished right now.]

What even sparked it this time?

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I really meant it when I said I felt good. I can't remember what it was like not having my knee ache, so that it doesn't anymore just makes me feel light.

[Playfully tugging on his belt loops once he has Iwaizumi all zipped up, Oikawa kisses him again before nuzzling into his hand, reaching up to make a show of fixing his hair now.]

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Yeah. [A smile tugs at the corner of his mouth.] It's good you can use it properly again now. [But then:] Just don't overdo it.

[They don't want to go back to square one, y'know?]

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I won't. You won't let me.

[Laughing softly and giving up on his hair almost as soon as he has started to fix it, Oikawa turns again to slide his arms around his shoulders and affectionately plant kisses all over his face.]

You'll beat me up long before I can put myself into that situation again.

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I won't.

[Won't let him do that to the both of them again. That strain wasn't good on anyone, and really he's just as relieved things can be normal now.]

You ready now?

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Maybe I want to keep kissing you here.

[No, it smells like pee in here and now that he's not horny, he wants to take Iwaizumi back to the storage room so they can absolutely fool around again - so long as no ones there.]

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Only you would want to do that in a place like this.

[It's gross in here, Oikawa. Even more so now that the other's cum has probably stained the wall. Gross. Gross. Gross.]

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Haaa, I am kind of gross, huh.

[Laughing then and drawing away, he still hooks his hands with Iwaizumi's and leads him right out, twining their fingers together.]