[IwaOi One-Shots]

Unexpected Suprise - (S)

Iwaizumi had been out at work for the weekend. He was returning today which made Oikawa very happy.

The taller brunette was in Iwaizumi's apartment making his boyfriend food for him to return to because he just knew that Iwa would be starving when he returned.

Oikawa hummed to himself as he stirred the vegetables in the pot, tapping his finger on the counter he grabbed a plate and set it down, turning the heat of the stove off completely.

He looked around and having finished, decided that he would just go wait in Iwaizumi's room to sort of surprise him.

Oikawa smiled at the thought.

He skipped over to Iwaizumi's room and his body released relaxed pheromones as he breathed in the sweet smell of freshly cut apples.

Oikawa found it sorta funny, when Iwa was completely relaxed he subconsciously let off the smell of fresh apples. Oikawa knew that his boyfriend hated the smell, but Oikawa loved it. It was beautiful.

He curled up on the bed, bringing the blankets and pillows to surround his body. He had a shirt in his hand that he had snatched from the laundry bin before he layed down, the scent was still fresh.

It smelled of sandalwood.

Oikawa felt his hole clench.

He smelt like sandalwood.

Iwaizumi's shirt smelled of him.

Oikawa reached a hand down and carefully slipped his pants off with ease. His erection feeling a bit better without his jeans.

The brunette bit his lip softly as he slipped his hand under his briefs and stroked his cock softly. Oikawa bit down on his lip when he started to move his hand faster.

He felt hot. His body was warm, he was definitely sweating.

"Mnhm..~" Oikawa moaned, tilting his head back to look up at the ceiling.

He came in his briefs with a small buck of his hips. The brunette whimpered.

It wasn't enough.

He pulled his briefs down and tossed them across the room. Iwaizumi would probably scold him about doing that later but he was busy at the moment.

Oikawa rolled on his stomach, his back arched beautifully whilst he shoved his fingers in his mouth and allowed his saliva to wet them fully.

Oikawa eagerly moved his wet fingers behind him and pushed his index finger in slowly. His hole greedily clenched around him as it started to drip with slick.

He moved his middle finger in as well and started pumping himself at a steady pace.

It was embarrassing to hear the sounds he was already emitting. You would have thought he was being fucked into oblivion, not that his fingers were just barely getting him off.

The brunette rolled his hips down on his now three fingers and moaned loudly, his head sinking into the mattress below him.

He steadily spread his fingers, starting to feel the need for something bigger. He needed the stretch, the pain and the pleasure from it.

His skin was a rosy red and his lip was slightly bruised from the earlier biting.

Oikawa grunted, he brought his free hand up and started to stroke himself again in hopes it would help.

He was so caught up in himself that he didn't even realize someone else in the room. He hadn't realized until he felt a finger join his own in his hole and pull down, stretching it further.