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Kinky + Angst?

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"Good," Oikawa said, kissing him again. He just kissed him for a couple of minutes, just enjoying the close contact between them.

Then, he parted from him, and asked softly. "You ready for me to keep going?"

Kageyama holds onto Oikawa, surrendering to the kisses. The taste of him is intoxicating. His body feels light and heavy at the same time. He chases after Oikawa when he pulls from the kiss, nipping at his bottom lip.

"Mhm," he nods his head slightly.

"That's a good boy," Oikawa coos at him, and begins to roll his hips, looking down at him with that satisfied smile of his, and something more in his eyes.

Yeah, somehow, despite everything he tried to do, he had fallen in love with Kageyama Tobio.

Kageyama stares up at him even if it's hard to and he has to fight the urge to avert his gaze away from Oikawa's eyes, from his smile, from the way his voice is so warm. It's not fair. He can feel himself sinking back into how much he loves this stupid senpai.

"Don't look at me like that," he mutters, finally losing the battle with the urge to avert his gaze.

"I can't," Oikawa said. "I can't stop looking at you like this," he murmured, pressing another kiss to the younger man's lips. "Me estoy enamorando de ti," he murmured against his lips. "Estoy enamorado de."

Kageyama's brow furrows, not understanding. He presses another kiss to Oikawa's lips, exhaling shakily. "What's that mean?"

"I love you," Oikawa blurted out.

And then his eyes widened, and he stopped moving. "Uh... I was going to say that in the morning," he said and let out a breath. He shifted and pulled out, and just laid himself on top of Kageyama. "Well, we should probably talk."

"..." Kageyama pulled back from the kiss and stares. He let out a little noise when Oikawa pulls out, but it's perhaps better than losing all contact since at least Oikawa stayed close.

"You didn't finish," Kageyama says and well maybe he's just buying a little time to try and process that. It's a joke right?

Oikawa took a breath and put their foreheads together and pressed a kiss to Kageyama's lips.

"I can finish later," he said. "And I think I'm sober enough to talk about this." He rolled over and looked up at the ceiling. "I realized I was in love with you not too long ago. Shoyo helped me. That's why he shoved me out the door of the bar tonight."

Kageyama closed his eyes the other's forehead against his and the kiss. He'd always liked things like that, that felt like more than they were, at least he thought ... He's so confused. And Hinata knew?

He keeps his eyes closed for a little longer until Oikawa had stopped talking.

"how? You always said..." he presses a hand to his face. "It's not funny."

"I know what I said," Oikawa said. "That was then, and I, fucking hell, I don't know."

He took a deep breath let it out. "All I know is despite my best efforts, I guess I've been in love with you for awhile."

Kageyama sits up, his hand pushing through his hair as he attempts to process it, attempts to wrangle in what he's feeling himself. Can he believe a word of this?

"Why? How?"

What was he supposed to do? It's not like he has any experience. Oikawa is the sum of his experience in love and sex.

"I thought you'd have just forgot me when you left."

"As if anyone could forget you," Oikawa said with a snort.

As for the how, well, he wasn't going to say fucking Shoyo was how he had this revelation, that just seemed tacky, considering.

"We spent a week together in Brazil while he lived there and I was on vacation. I guess all that brought up everything about you to my mind and it all just... clicked."

"You.. made me feel like you could," Kageyama mumbles, both hands rubbing his face. He's sweaty and messy from what they'd been up to and annoyingly his body is still aching to be full of cock again. He pinches the bridge of his nose.

"Why are you telling me?"

They live half a planet away from each other and Kageyama just doesn't know what's going on anymore.

Oikawa gave a snort at that. There were times he wanted to forget the other man, back when they were boys. But he never could.

"I don't know! Shoyo thought it'd be a good idea!"

He put his hands over his eyes. He took a breath. "I guess to get it off my chest, or something." He sat up and climbed out of the bed.

"He's an idiot," Kageyama mutters, glancing at Oikawa when the other got off the bed and at first he thought Oikawa's just leaving but then realizes he's in Oikawa's room so that can't be it...exactly.

"That's all you wanted?"

Oikawa went to the mini fridge, took a water bottle out of it and put it to his face. "I'd like hear a response if you got one," he said.

The tension that had formed in his chest when Oikawa got up loosened when he realized what he was doing. He looked down at his hands, after a second dragging the blanket to cover up his lower half.

"You already know how I feel about you. You always knew."

"Still?" he asked. He looked at Kageyama, not quite believing. He took a breath and walked back to the bed and sat down. He put a hand on Kageyama's leg, stroking him through the sheet.

"Are you sure?"

Kageyama startled when Oikawa touched his leg, as if he hadn't even realized he'd sat down beside him.

"Why would I be here if I wasn't?"

"Because I'm great at sex?" Oikawa offered. "I'm sure you've noticed I'm even better now than I was when we were kids." He allowed himself to smile a bit crookedly. "And I'm hot as hell."

It's frustrating how easy everything always seemed for Oikawa. Talking. Sex. Everything. Kageyama's hands curled into fists where he'd dropped them on his lap.

"I'm not like that."

Kageyama hasn't really changed all that much. He's not even better at sex. He's pretty sure he more or less is the same looks wise too...

"I just always want anything you'll give me," Kageyama says quietly, even before they'd started having sex. In middle school, he'd been desperate for scraps, not even realizing for a long time how much Oikawa didn't like him. Not realizing that Oikawa had tried to hit him that time or more importantly why -- definitely didn't realize how Iwaizumi had been his shield more than once.

Talking is easy for Oikawa. Because it's a shield and a battering ram, bullshiting until he's the loudest voice in the room, and using his excellent observation skills to hurt people who threatened him.

"I know," he said quietly. He blew out a sigh. "Look, this, whatever this is going to be, isn't going to be easy. I'm no longer a Japanese citizen. My life is in Argentina. I love Argentina. I don't have plans to come back to Japan."

Kageyama nods. He'd never really be under the impression that Oikawa might come back. After all, he's always known what he wanted and done whatever he needed to to get it. He couldn't find it in Japan so he'd gone to Argentina.

"What... are you wanting from me?"

"I want to see where this goes," Oikawa said. "One day at a time." He scooted forward and cup Kageyama's cheek.

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