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One: Iwaizumi’s competitive edge was not going to let him back down from this challenge, which meant he was going to do his absolute best to prove that he was a manager that Oikawa was going to hate to lose.
Two: He was going to have to get some kind of drink carrier for his bike, and prepare to rack up a massive amount of points at the coffee shop.
Three: Despite the man’s unworldly beauty and ability to dazzle Iwaizumi into a tailspin, he absolutely, positively, without a shadow of a doubt, cannot stand Oikawa Tooru.
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“Baby,” Iwaizumi sighs, attempting to use the pet name as a last ditch effort to focus, “please stop moving.”
“That’s not fair,” Oikawa whispers, “you can’t call me baby and expect me to behave.”
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He’s told Iwaizumi before, how much he loves him, and adores him, and wants to consume him body and soul. Iwaizumi agreed to accept all his feelings, so long as Oikawa could keep a grip on himself in public, because people would never understand these kinds of feelings out loud of wanting to possess someone so much you’d lock them in a box.
But Oikawa can’t deny, he likes to test Iwaizumi’s will every now and again.
Just like he is right now.
“Iwa-chan,” Oikawa says sweetly, “how does daddy’s cock taste?”
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“We’re crazy, aren’t we? This isn’t normal,” Iwaizumi mumbled into his hands.
“I dunno, Iwa-chan, I’m not some relationship expert,” Oikawa groaned, irritated.
“You think they’ve thought about it too?”
“Sometimes I think so… I guess there’s only one way to find out.”
“Where do we even go with that if they say yes?” Iwaizumi dragged his fingers through his hair.
Oikawa twiddled his fingers together, his eyes wide, cheeks red. “I suppose… we just see what happens?”
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Close enough, Oikawa smiles, sputtering a laugh as he imagines the way Iwaizumi’s face screws up. “It’s only normal that distance makes people grow apart, Iwa-chan.”
“And absence makes the heart grow fonder, or…something like that.”
Oikawa’s resistance folds like paper, his head turning to look at Iwaizumi, whose eyes are still trained on the ceiling. “You never answered my question.”
“Because it’s a stupid question,” Iwaizumi slides his eyes shut, “you’ve been asking a lot of those recently.”
“So mean, Iwa-chan,” Oikawa responds with no weight, reaching to lace their fingers together, “why can’t you just tell me you’ll miss me?”
It takes Iwaizumi a moment to respond to that one. “What would it change, if I did?”
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“I almost lost you,” Tooru tells him, each word whispered so quietly that they disappear among the shadows of the room the moment they fall from his lips. There’s a familiar ache in his throat and he attempts to swallow around the tightness that appears to have settled there. As he inhales deeply, Hajime’s fingers brush against his jaw; warmth blooming beneath his fingertips.
“But you didn’t,” Hajime reminds him. “I came back. I will always come back for you.”
or: a prince and his knight finally reunite.
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Oikawa is nervous about his big trip to visit Iwaizumi as he thrives in college. Iwaizumi uses the chance to show him off to his college friends at a Halloween party.
And show him something else.
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“OIKAWA, WATCH OUT!”
One second, he’s squinting into the sunlight, the next, the entire crowd around him is standing, hands outstretched, shouting. The ball blurs closer, spinning white and fast and—
Hanamaki’s jaw drops, “You caught it! You actually—holy shit, you caught Iwaizumi's homerun!”
Oikawa Tooru attends a baseball game with his best friend, and it changes his life forever.
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"You look like you've seen a ghost." MSBY Bokuto let out a soft whine, pressing a harder kiss to Akaashi's throat before propping himself on an elbow, the mattress dipping beneath his weight.
"'Kaashi, it's just me! Why are you being so weird?" He huffed, his hand going to Akaashi's thigh, squeezing it gently. He blinked up at the both of them, realizing that whatever was happening? He could most certainly get used to it.
"I-I'm not being weird, how would you feel if either of you woke up with two of me?"
"I'd be a lucky man," JNT Bokuto hummed.OR akaashi has his dream threesome...with two bokutos
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“I don’t have time to clean this up, Atsumu,” He spat. “It would’ve been so much easier if you just pulled out!” It was hard thinking that he’d have to push through the match with sex sweat on his body, (which was much different than sports sweat, thank you) but now he’d have to rush a shower and try to find a not-so-embarrassing way to explain why he would miss the beginning of the match.
Still, Atsumu seemed unaffected and rubbed slow circles into Kiyoomi’s hip. He could feel the blonde’s cock softening inside of him, and yet he still didn't pull out. Becoming increasingly annoyed the longer Atsumu stayed silent, Kiyoomi scowled and tried to face him. However, the hand on his hip ceased its ministrations and tightened, keeping Kiyoomi from moving away. Now, getting actually annoyed, Kiyoomi reached behind him grabbing Astumu’s wrist with his own burning grip. “Atsumu, I-”
“Don’t clean it then.”
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- Part 1 of Public Affairs