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He grinds his hard erection against Kageyama’s round ass, letting him feel how hard he was. Putting his hand down Kageyama’s shorts, he grips his erection, massaging it, leaving hickey’s down Kageyama’s neck at the same time. “Your dick says otherwise, Tobio-chan.” Oikawa smirks, backing off, turning Kageyama over, now facing the wall. “Y-y'know *pant* I- fucking *pant* hate you!” The older boy pulled apart, wiping of Tobio’s mouth, who was panting heavily. Using this opportunity, Oikawa explored every inch of Tobio’s mouth with his tongue, the other boy fighting for dominance, but failing, ending up sucking on Tōru’s tongue. Kageyama tried to protest but his jaw went slack as Oikawa’s thigh pushed harder against him. Gripping the younger boy by his hair, he brought him closer, attacking Tobio’s lips with his own. Oikawa let go of Kageyama’s shirt, grinding his erection against him. The other boy growling, but humping Oikawa’s thigh at the same time. “Not happening, Kageyama, you might be the king of the court, but in bed, I’m the one in control.” By now, Oikawa was nibbling on the raven-haired boy’s ear. “F-fuck you, Oikawa!” He struggled, earning a chuckle from the boy. He let out a gasp, his head thrown back, half grinding against Oikawa’s thigh.
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Tobio felt Tōru’s thigh inching closer to his growing erection,now harshly pushing against it. “Dunno babe, but it’s surely turning you on.” Oikawa smirked, feeling Kageyama’s growing erection on his thigh. Tobio was pushed to the wall, one of Oikawa’s legs finding it’s way between his, close to his erection. Oikawa leaned down, staring him directly in the eye. Kageyama let go, now holding onto Oikawa’s shirt for dear life, breathing heavily. Standing upright so that he was towering above the raven-haired boy, Oikawa gripped his hair with his left hand, forcing him to look up. He smirked, taking a hold of Kageyama’s shirt with his right hand. Kageyama let out a growl, gripping Oikawa’s collar. Oikawa leaned against the wall, putting his hands in his pockets. What happened huh? Were you afraid that nobody would spike your imperfect sets?” Kageyama clenched his jaw, his hands now tightly curled into fists, his veins visible. “Well, you see, it was fun beating the ‘King Of The Court’s today. "What do you want, Tōru? I’m not in the mood to deal with your crap today.” There was no one there but them, it was his responsibility to close the gym that day. “Oi! Tobio-chan! Or should I rather say… "king”?“ Oikawa jogs up to Tobio, who was putting the last bit of equipment away, wanting to get out of the gym as soon as possible.