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10: french kiss
It wasn’t like they were dating or anything. It wasn’t like they had confessed to each other either. Sometimes they just let themselves cross the border and feel all hot and bothered in each others company. Iwaizumi told himself ‘It’s for practice.’ It did indeed serve well for some kind of practice. He and Oikawa had kissed so many times he didn’t even remember how many times it had been. Almost all of those times had been light pecking so today Iwaizumi felt bold. He was going to try something that Hanamaki had told him about. “French kissing.” He let the words roll off this tongue as he processed it.
It was basically a “play of tongues” he’d read when he had looked it up. This was just for practice though. For future reference.
They were sitting on the floor watching another volleyball match. Oikawa was assessing the players and looking for gaps in their formation. He gathered all the necessary data for a future match- he was great like that. It was one of the things Iwaizumi admired about him, but like hell he would say it out loud.
As the match dragged on Iwaizumi got more and more bored; he just didn’t have the attention span that his friend had. “Oi, Oikawa. Let’s take a break now,” Iwaizumi offered, but Oikawa hardly moved, shaking his head in response. “Not yet Iwa-chan, there’s only 10 minutes left!” He flashed a smile. Oh how Iwaizumi wanted to fuck up that gorgeous smile of his.
Iwaizumi complied and got back into his comfortable position, however his patience lasted for about two more minutes before he just couldn’t help himself anymore and grabbed the collar of Oikawa’s T-shirt. “Break. Now.” His voice was low as he held Oikawa’s little pretty head in his palms. His eyes wandered over the canvas that was his friends’ face - a not so uncharted territory approved by Iwaizumi Hajime.
Oikawa complied to this new position very easily as he grinned into the kiss he was now planting on his Iwaizumi’s lips. It was gentle and soft. Iwaizumi let one of his hands roam to the other one’s neck and combed his fingers through the soft locks that was Oikawa’s hair - at the same time keeping him in place.
They kept on with slow and gentle kisses like they used to when they got up to these things, but Iwa-chan was feeling bold tonight. He halted the kisses and locked eyes with Oikawa for a split second before he closed them, diving back into the kiss with more lust. Slowly he let his tongue brush Oikawa’s lips, awaiting a reaction. It seemed to be well-received as Oikawa did the same back.
His tongue explored some more- gently prying open the other one’s mouth and diving in. They both started breathing heavier through their noses and Iwaizumi tugged Oikawa’s head back a little; allowing himself to go deeper. Sloppy kisses and tongues wrestled together ruled the court as Iwaizumi found himself in an intoxicating bliss, not really aware of what was going on anymore. Their tongues explored each others’ mouths rapidly and his hand in Oikawa’s hair tugged it further back and Oikawa responded with an even more forceful kiss back.
Who knows how long they had been going on for now. Eventually Oikawa had had to break it off as he was completely out of air. Iwaizumi wasn’t any better off himself as he gasped for some extra oxygen too. He had lightly bumped into Oikawa’s arm while wearing an amused look when the latter had smirked and said “Oh my Iwa-chan.. I didn’t know you were into that form of exercise.”