Fallen- Oikawa x Reader

Chapter 9

(sexual content in this chapter)

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The brunette groaned when his back met the wall of his apartment.

"Tooru..." you uttered his name against his lips.

His heart dropped into his stomach as he gripped your hips and pulled you even closer against him. His chest was heaving with his ragged breaths as he slathered his tongue over your bottom lip and then pushed into your mouth. He wanted you closer.

Your fingers tangled in the fabric of his disheveled shirt, a moan falling from your lips when his tongue collided with yours. You were leaning against him, and god he was desperate. His heart was pounding so much that he thought his chest would burst.

Closer, he needed you as close as possible.

"(Y/n)..." he rasped your name into the sloppy kiss.

Your weight was against him, you were clinging to him as your fingers worked the buttons of his shirt. His hands were sliding up to your waist while his tongue prodded and swirled with yours in between the addictive envelopment of your lips. You whimpered into the kiss when he pulled you right against him and the next thing you knew, it was your back against the wall. He slammed his palm against the wall above your head, his hand balling up into a fist as he dominated your tongue with his earnest one. He shivered as you ran your eager hands down his chest to his abs where your fingertips traced the lines of his muscles.

Closer.

The brunette moaned softly against your lips as his hand found the zipper of your dress and tugged it down.

More.

He was tugging the fabric down from concealing your shoulders and then your chest. You let out a gasp when his tongue slipped from between your parted lips and then he caught your bottom lip with his teeth. His blazing brown eyes fluttered open and met your half lidded ones as he lowered himself. He brushed his lips down your chin and you leaned back against the wall as he attacked your neck with his hot lips.

Closer.

He clawed his hand down the wall as his fingers dug into the wallpaper, your heavy breaths echoing in his ears. His lips were on your collarbone, nipping at the delicate skin that only he wanted to be able to mark. Your eyes were locked on his as he tugged the straps of your bra down, pulling the fabric away from your body.

He needed you closer.

"Tooru..." you uttered his name breathlessly as he brushed his lips down your chest and caught your nipple with his lips.

Fuck. His hand was making its way down your back, supporting you as you arched your back against him. He ran his tongue over your breast making you moan out gently yet the sound of your voice managed to make his chest feel like it's about to burst. He tensed, a prominent furrow in his brow as he gasped against your chest. He gently nibbled the nipple with his teeth before releasing the sensitive bud from the envelopment of his warm lips with a soft sigh.

Oikawa took a moment as he brought his face back to yours again, his impassioned gaze burning into yours which held him hostage. The gaze that he found himself lost in, yearning for yet fearing all at once. And just like that his lips were against yours again. Your fingers were fumbling with his belt and his hands were underneath your disheveled dress.