Infectious || IwaOi

32.

Sorry for not updating, I just didn't know what to write about; like, what to ppl normally do after banging huh??/

Anyways, hope you enjoyyy<3<3

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OHAIO RAILED MAN

Sun streamed in through the pushed back blinds and the fresh morning air filtered in. When Tooru opened his eyes he was greeted to the sight of a grey ceiling.

The room was silent and warm, the faint smell of peaches and Iwaizumi was in the room, causing the sore brunette to take in another breath, working the blocks in his sleep-filled body.

Iwaizumi...

Tooru whipped his head around and his eyes fell on the male beside him, downside on the bed with sheets up to his shoulders, although the sight of his face was enough for him.

Tooru never thought he'd see this sight of Iwaizumi; his hair was sticking to his forehead in weird angles and his face was relaxed, the frown between his eyebrows gone and his thick cluster of eyelashes glowing slightly golden in the sunlight.

His lips were parted as he let out a slight snore. He must be tired...

Tooru blushed at the remembrance of the previous night.

The date...

The walk back home...

The sex...

He gulped, his face burning and his heart pounding, the drowsiness of the early morning dissipated instantly. We... had sex. Like, the real thing.

I did it with Iwa-chan.

He chuckled under his breath and looked back at the man beside him, a sense of disbelief and utter affection enveloping his senses.

Damn... The tea is pipping Keiji.

Tooru twisted around and pushed himself up, but found out that he couldn't. His entire body felt like a sack of concrete and numerous places on his body hurt.

His face, his neck, his back, his hips, his di-

"Tooru..."

Iwaizumi had one eye half open, squinting against the light to see Tooru, he yawned and got up, hanging his head low on the bed in his sitting position.

Tooru's jaw comically dropped when he caught sight of the tethy scars on his broad back; fingernail marks were scratched down the expanse of his tan skin, angry red marks that only hinted of his struggle the previous night.

Iwaizumi, still sleepy, mumbled around his morning mouth, "Tooru-"

"I'm sorry!"

The other male frowned after a few seconds, taking his time to digest it and he looked around, "Hm?"

"Y-your back.... I'm sorry I didn't-"

"What are you talking about?" Tooru stilled at that, confused.

"I left you with worse last night."

Ahhh, that explains the bodily bruises.

The tanner male grabbed a piece of clothing and pulled it on; with a pair of boxers he trudged into the bathroom, swaying slightly, leaving Tooru alone in bed.

What?

He shook himself, trying to clear his head full of wadded wet cotton which obstructed any room for logical thinking. Just get up and go on with your day. You had sex, so what?