Best Mistake (Iwaoi)

Chapter 18

Chapter 18:
I Love You, I Need You

Their hearts raced, and the frantic sound was the only thing that made a sound inside the room. Like the rumbling of the thunder, they beat so hard they thought it would rip out of their chests. Like a train on a rickety track, and becoming faster and faster. It sounded like African tom-tom drums beating out an urgent message to anyone who would listen. It had a harmonious tone, their heartbeats synchronizing with one another.

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Iwaizumi attacked Oikawa's lips, and propped his arms against the wall, imprisoning him in between them. He responded to Iwaizumi's every single kiss. His body moved in a motion he couldn't understand, his muscles were coordinating to a rhythm so obscure, he couldn't quite put a finger on it. His hands snaked around Iwaizumi's neck, his fingers glided smoothly as he played with his hair. Tears streamed from his hazel eyes, as he stared aimlessly at the vaulted ceiling. Oikawa only had a little bit of sanity left when Iwaizumi sucked on his neck - his weakest spot. Soft moans escaped his lips, as he cried silently.

The pungent smell of Iwaizumi's cologne assaulted his nostrils. Its redolence reminded Oikawa of the smell of honey, it was so sweet and pleasing that a smile creased his lips. "Hajime~" he whimpered, his voice came out in muffled screams, as he buried his face on Iwaizumi's broad shoulders. Oikawa recoiled a bit when Iwaizumi bit his earlobes, it sent chills to every part of his body, his arms tightened around him as Oikawa pressed his body against Iwaizumi's.

"Do you still want this? Do you still want me?" Iwaizumi's raspy voice was cringeworthy, yet it was so manly that it made Oikawa's body heat up.

"Fuck, I need this! I need you! Three years and my body still longs for you. It still longs for your touch." He confided as Iwaizumi carried him and slammed Oikawa on his bed. He was looking intensely at the brunette, his eyes never letting go of his gaze, as he bared himself.

Oikawa drooled at Iwaizumi's beautiful body. It had developed through the years, his muscles toned perfectly and his complexion had the sexiest touch of tan he had ever seen. The ray of sunlight that passed through the curtains gave Iwaizumi's body a mesmerizing glow. He was like a god sent from heaven to make love to him, and only him. Oikawa couldn't help but bite his lower lip as he felt the temperature rising up.

Iwaizumi was already naked when he crawled on top of him, his skin giving warmth to Oikawa, as he pressed their bodies together. A smile traced his lips as tears streamed from Iwaizumi's eyes. They sealed their lips with a kiss, washing away all the feelings of hurt and rage they felt for the past three years. Iwaizumi was too aggressive, the bed made creaking sounds as Iwaizumi attacked every bit of Oikawa's body. "H-Hey Iwa-chan calm down, Czari and Kiyoko-san might hear us." Oikawa's cheeks heat up, his eyes were still wet in tears as he looked at Iwaizumi, who wore a devilish grin.

"Relax, love. I'm sure they already left for Czari's taekwondo class." He purred.

Oikawa gasped when Iwaizumi took in his aching member inside his mouth. He flustered as he looked at Iwaizumi, who bobbed his head up and down, swallowing his shaft. It was the first time, and he was dumbfounded at how skilled Iwaizumi's tongue was; his mouth felt good, and Oikawa couldn't suppress his moans as he arched his back and gripped the sheets. He heard gag reflexes as Iwa sucked it deep, so deep that it touched his throat. Oikawa's sweat was already dripping and he couldn't help but shoot his first load.

Iwaizumi slithered upwards, he opened his mouth filled with Oikawa's semen as he grinned. He attacked his lips once more. The kiss was passionate, and the both of them relished the salty taste of Oikawa's thick liquid. "I love you, Oi, after all these years, I still do. And I'm hoping you still feel the same way as I do." Iwaizumi's eyes were sad, Oikawa felt a pang on his chest as he stared at his desolate expression.

"You dimwit! I wouldn't be on this bed with you if I was feeling otherwise." The both of them smiled. They sealed each other's lips with a kiss once more, feeling elated more than ever. The kiss lasted a few minutes, until Iwaizumi grabbed Oikawa by the hips and forcefully made him lie on his belly. He was about to lower himself on his bum hole when Oikawa protested.

"Stop right there, Hajime! This time, we're doing it my way, I'm in charge." A devilish smirk was painted on his face, as he switched places with Iwaizumi. The bottom jolted in pain as Oikawa inserted his dick inside him. The both of them were already about to climax when they heard something that compelled them to stop in motion.

The doorbell rang...

"Fuck!" Iwaizumi cursed under his breath as he hastily went out of bed and gathered his clothes. "You need to get dressed as well, love." Iwaizumi smiled at Oikawa as he slipped into his shirt, not knowing that it was turned over the wrong side.

The two of them immediately went to the main door, their locks disheveled. They were still panting and catching their breaths as sweat dripped uncontrollably from their body. The doorbell chimed continuously and Iwaizumi's brows furrowed, aggravated by how impatient the person was.

He opened the door and they were regarded by the forbearing facade of Wakatoshi Ushijima. He grabbed Oikawa forcefully, his hand gripped tight around his arms, causing him to flinch. "I told you to get to know him, not live with him, you idiot!"

"Let go of him!" Iwaizumi curled his fists into a tight ball as his jaw clenched, he viciously grabbed Ushijima by his collar.

"We're going home." Ushijima pushed him aside, as he straightened the faint creases on his shirt. He grabbed Oikawa by his hand, who looked at Iwaizumi with an apologetic look.

The silence inside Ushijima's car was deafening, and it made Oikawa uncomfortable. He looked at his side were Ushijima was, his expression was scary, and Oikawa didn't wanna mess with him. His phone beeped, as it flashed Iwaizumi's name. He was surprised that he hadn't change his phone number after all these years. He opened the message and a smile crossed his lips:

"Be ready tomorrow night. I'm picking you up at 6:00. I love you."