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FILL: Movies (Iwaizumi Hajime/Oikawa Tooru, nipple play)

(Anonymous) 2016-01-05 10:13 am (UTC)(link)
SWAG2016 participant #47

They're sitting on Oikawa's couch with the place to themselves for the whole night because his parents are visiting family a city over, bickering over what movie they want to watch. Iwaizumi wants to watch a kaiju movie, but Oikawa is insisting that they watch something in space, and none of their suggestions seem to overlap.

Iwaizumi's annoyed, because he even brought his special edition of Godzilla over for this, because Oikawa promised they'd watch it together. He gives up arguing with Oikawa, pushing him aside and just getting to his feet instead, taking the DVD out of its case and putting it into the DVD player.

Oikawa is pouting when Iwaizumi sits back on the couch, and shoves him in retaliation. Iwaizumi grumbles, shoving Oikawa right back.

"I didn't say you could do that, Iwa-chan, you bully! This is my house!"

"Well, you weren't making a decision, were you?" Iwaizumi replies, as Oikawa climbs onto him, pushing at him even more. Iwaizumi frowns, getting is hands on Oikawa's chest to push him away. "Stop that!"

"Iwa-chan—" Oikawa's voice suddenly rises in pitch as Iwaizumi's hand brushes against the front of his shirt. Iwaizumi freezes, looking up at Oikawa, whose eyes have gone wide.

"Oikawa?" Iwaizumi asks, and he moves his hands a little, only to have Oikawa whimpering.

He realises exactly where his hands are as he feels Oikawa's nipples hardening against his fingers. Iwaizumi frowns, brushing his index over one experimentally, and Oikawa whimpers louder, pulling back.

"Is that…" Iwaizumi can feel his face heating, which is ridiculous. They've jerked each other off before. They really shouldn't be getting embarrassed over Iwaizumi touching his nipples. "You don't like that?"

If possible, Oikawa's face goes even redder. He hides his hands in his face and mumbles, "The opposite."

"Oh," Iwaizumi says slowly, as Oikawa gets off his lap and sits beside him on the couch again. "Okay."

Oikawa looks too embarrassed to say anything, so Iwaizumi just reaches for the remote and hits play to start the movie. At least that way, they have something else to keep them occupied.

Except they get about five minutes into the movie before Oikawa starts shifting on the couch, starting to complain about how he doesn't want to watch it any more, how it isn't as interesting as one of his space movies and really, Iwa-chan, can't they just—

Iwaizumi reaches out without a thought, brushing his fingers across Oikawa's chest. Oikawa's protests die out immediately with a soft whine.

"I can't believe it's this easy to shut you up," Iwaizumi murmurs. "You're really sensitive, huh?"

Oikawa pouts, but then Iwaizumi drags his finger across Oikawa's nipples with more pressure. Oikawa's entire body jerks and he bites his lip hard.

"Do you want me to stop?" Iwaizumi asks, because honestly, that's the only thing that would get him to stop right now. He's so curious, wanting to explore just how much Oikawa likes this.

He's glad when Oikawa shakes his head, still biting his lip. He turns away from the TV so he can face Oikawa, reaching out again and tracing a small circle around Oikawa's right nipple, before rubbing the pad of his index finger over it. Oikawa leans his head back against the couch, sucking in a deep breath. It comes stuttering out of him the next moment, when Iwaizumi gets the nipple between his thumb and index, pinching lightly through his shirt.

"Wow," Iwaizumi breathes, amazed by just how wrecked Oikawa looks already. His face is bright red and he's sweating from the temples, small strands of hair sticking to his face. He looks down, finding that Oikawa is hard too, straining against his pyjama pants.

"Iwa-chan," Oikawa pleads, and Iwaizumi nods, rubbing his thumb over Oikawa's nipple again. He uses his other hand too, stimulating both at once. They're peaking through the thin cotton of his shirt and Iwaizumi wants to pull Oikawa's shirt off, wants to see them, maybe get his mouth on them because if Oikawa's making these sorts of noises now, he's curious to see what other kind of noises he'll make.

He pulls his hands away, ignoring the whimper of protest he gets, reaching down to the hem of Oikawa's shirt and tugging.

Oikawa gets the message, tugging his shirt off and tossing it aside. Iwaizumi shifts closer, rubbing harder now, licking his lips as he looks at the pink nubs. He leans in, licking at one, and Oikawa shouts, jerking against Iwaizumi, pressing himself closer.

"Hajime," he sobs, his fingers in Iwaizumi's hair, pulling him closer, keeping him right where he is. "Please."

Iwaizumi opens his mouth, getting his lips around Oikawa's nipple and sucks hard. He hollows his cheeks out and Oikawa moans, squirming under him. Iwaizumi's hard, and he pushes Oikawa down so he's lying on the couch, then climbs on top of him, grinding against him slowly, sucking on Oikawa's other nipple this time.

"I'm gonna," Oikawa gasps, arching off the couch, his fingers digging into Iwaizumi's shoulders. "Hajime, I'm—"

They both end up coming in their pyjama pants, gasping for breath, heads resting against each other.

"We should go upstairs to my room and change," Oikawa murmurs.

They get upstairs and get naked, but they don't end up putting new pyjama pants down. They don't end up coming back downstairs to watch the rest of the movie either.