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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 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.

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[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~

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[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.

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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.

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[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.

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[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.

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[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.

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[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.]

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[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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[Gripping his hips tightly and groaning low at just that simple motion, Oikawa immediately keeps up a fast pace, eagerly rutting against his body and fucking his thighs. He doesn't need a hand free with his cock sliding up against Iwai's balls like this, even if he wants to touch him everywhere all at once with the way he cusses. Kissing his shoulder, laving his tongue over a prime soft patch of skin, Oikawa opens his mouth to bite him gently, purring his words out a bit muffled.]

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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[The inside of his thighs burn, even if Oikawa's dick is smooth the pace is too fast for it to not burn. He chokes on whatever words he might want to say, his head dropping forward as his eyes squeeze shut. It's not the same as before, but Oikawa being careful enough to not push too far, and knowing Oikawa is getting off to this...

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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[It's almost too much, hearing his name being called like that and the view of Iwai jerking himself off while Oikawa kept rocking between his thighs, Oikawa moans loudly and digs his teeth a bit against his shoulder. This is all too good, so good. Curling one arm around his waist to keep him pinned against him, helping to support even as he squeezes a handprint into his skin, Oikawa lets out soft whines with every gasp of air he starts taking in.

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..

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[His knees actually buckle a little, thankfully stopped steady by the arm around his waist. It's hard keeping up on his toes where Oikawa has him pulled, his calves are strained and the bite into his skin feels blissful, it really does. His hand squeezes his dick tight, stroking quickly as he gasps against tiled walls.

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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[Supporting him when he feels his knees buckle for that moment, Oikawa lets him down from his toes for a second so he can reach with his free hand to grab at the soap again - it's just a momentary break though, because with his hand dipping down to scrub some suds between Iwaizumi's thighs, kissing that new bite mark, he's mouthing a sloppy path to his neck and up to his ear so he can croon breathlessly.]

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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[His feet ache when they flatten on the shower floor, a soft sigh of relief escaping, but also to have a break for a minute as his thighs are just as sore. Oikawa isn't the only one who can feel the friction and he gets the feeling that walking will be sore for a while.

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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I'm almost there, I'm sorry.

[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 might be, but he really isn't. Oikawa had already been half hard before this started and Iwaizumi had taken a bit of time. He gives up in the end, hand flying forward to join his right against the wall as he has to concentrate on bracing himself properly.

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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[Oikawa had been really honest when he said he was almost there, because it's hardly a few minutes after starting again that his hips jerk out of rhythm and this little whine takes up in his breaths again as he moves frantically - and then he's biting into Iwaizumi's shoulder again and muffling the sweet, keening moan he lets out as he comes sharply between his thighs. Only giving a last couple of thrusts to let the firm muscles stroke him out, then drawing back to just support Iwaizumi's hips and let his feet down, Oikawa kisses the dark bruise he made with that last bite.]

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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[It's weird how even the heat of Oikawa's cum feels cool compared to the inside of his thighs as he keeps thrusting between them. His eyes squeeze shut as Oikawa rocks it out but even before Oikawa moves to let him down his legs go tumbling down towards the floor in a shaky mess. His shoulder stings with pleasure from where Oikawa bit down and he ends up panting there, barely able to move because he feels like jelly.

He can't even turn himself from the position he ends up in, cheek pressed against tile as his eyes shut. He doesn't fall asleep or anything like that, but he's breathing is slowing and becoming more normal.]

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[Oikawa caught him before he could fully fall, and for a moment he just watches him, afraid for a moment he passed out. Kissing his cheek, reaching to gently push and turn him over and kiss his forehead, Oikawa shifted to settle on the floor before him and kiss down his chest.]

You okay?

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[His eyes flutter enough from the gentle actions to show that no, he hasn't passed out. He doesn't move though, not really able to.]

My legs feel like jelly, idiot. What do you expect? [It comes out as a soft, yet tired mumble.]

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Sorry.

[The word comes out a bit softer, hands gentle still when he strokes his thighs and kneads them, not aiming to tease him this time - he wants to relax them after being tensed or so long.]

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Mmm. [He just lets out that soft mumble in return, his body aches but his dick is still throbbing and he can't work out (yet) which is the most painful. His thighs feel a little better for the kneading, hoping that the muscles do actually relax after that.]

You don't have to, just don't ask dumb questions about it.

[He tiredly reaches up to flick him on the forehead.]

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[Catching his hand before he can flick him in the head, sitting up enough to kiss at his fingertips, Oikawa smiles at him then with this little apologetic look still before his kisses move back to his chest, reaching to shift Iwaizumi so he was sitting more comfortably with his legs stretched out - then he dips down to kiss lower, continuing to knead his thighs.

He can't just leave him hard after putting up with all that.]

Okaaay.

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[As he's shifted into a definitely more comfortable position he lets his head roll a little, watching Oikawa quietly to see what he plans to do now. Really what just happened was borderline selfish, but it's nice to see that he's at least trying to make up for it now.

His thighs definitely feel like jelly, trembling as they are, but even his stomach feels like it's flip flopping as Oikawa's kisses lower slowly.]

Tooru?