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Keep it secret. Keep it safe.

SECRET relationship;

The fact that you're in a relationship with this person isn't public knowledge. Actually, no one knows about it except for the people involved. Maybe you guys are just private like that; on the other hand, it may be a necessity to keep things a secret from others. Maybe you're both team mates, and others on the team would give you grief, or you're not suppose to be dating, or you're not the type to usually date and you're only testing the waters. Perhaps it's the combination of you two, possibly an odd couple, that would bring some controversy or some teasing. Or, you know, you could not want to deal with friends and relatives being busybodies. Your reasons are your own.

Are you content with stealing moments to be together as a couple? Do you want to make your relationship known and the fact that you can't drives you batty? Remember, there are lots of benefits to dating in secret. You can be yourselves completely, away from prying eyes, and get to know each other better as potential longterm romantic partners. In a way, it's ideal.

...still, do you ever wish you could scream from the rooftops how much you care for your significant other?

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[Is it really a secret with that icon of Oikawa shoving his hands down Iwaizumi's pants??

It almost feels like a breath of finally when Kindaichi and Kunimi head out of the club room; he likes his teammates and appreciates his kouhai's for being intelligent kids, but Oikawa is sure he was ready to burst with how much he's been waiting to have a moment alone with Iwaizumi. The last handful of days have been long training sessions with long study sessions, and for once, he doesn't want to stick around and keep practicing. Moving after the two younger kids and waving with a bright smile in seeing them off, Oikawa shuts the door and flicks the lock in the next moment, his smile relaxing into something far more sure and less sweet.]

Iwa-chaaaan?

[ so secret... no one knows...

practices are always pretty grueling. especially this close to interhigh, with everyone on the team working their asses off to make sure they can get past shiratorizawa and onto nationals. and after a long day of classes, then a few solid hours spent kicking his own ass around a volleyball court, iwaizumi is... pretty beat, honestly. there's a burn in his thighs and his arms that lets him know he's worked hard, a pleasant sort of exhaustion hanging over him like a fog.

all he wants to do is go home, take a hot shower, and then collapse face -first into bed.

... so, naturally, oikawa picks now to start messing around.

iwaizumi had just straightened back up from lacing up his sneakers when he hears the door shut, eyes flicking automatically to the sight of oikawa clicking the lock into place. and then... that look. he knows that look. and while he'd be fucking lying if he said that it didn't send a little thrill down his spine each and every time oikawa sends it his way, he's!! not playing around!! ]

... no. [ flatly. ]

But Iwa-chan!

[Instantly setting that smooth smile into a pout, walking over with his hands on his hips and stopping in front of him, Oikawa turns his lower lip down enough that it shows the wet inside and turns on the puppy dog eyes. He's been waiting forever and Iwaizumi knows it!]

This might be the only chance we get before the Interhigh, and then we'll be even busier and nonstop!

[ TURNING HIS HEAD AWAY POINTEDLY FROM THAT LOOK!!!! ]

I'm not fooling around with you in the club room.

[ isn't oikawa the captain!! why does iwaizumi have to lecture him about Team Decorum!! ]

Do you want someone to catch us?

No one else is coming around, everyone has gone home.

[Stepping in closer and sliding his hands over Iwaizumi's shoulders, running touchy palms over his biceps and slowly down his arms - he is absolutely copping a feel - Oikawa leans to put that pout right in Iwaizumi's line of sight.]

It's just us~

[ dammit.

oikawa knows exactly how to push his buttons, and the current tone of his voice suggests that he's planning on doing just that. still, iwaizumi is determined to at least put up a valiant fight when it comes to... not desecrating the club room, so. he snorts an exasperated breath right into oikawa's dumb pouting face. ]

You said that last time.

[ when they'd been hanging out and eating lunch together on the school roof, and oikawa insisted that just a few minutes of fooling around wouldn't be enough to risk getting caught. and then? ] And then one of your stupid groupies almost walked in on us when my tongue was down your throat.

This is why I locked the door pre-emptively.

[Flashing a peace sign and winking, that pout finally disappearing as he steps in closer and slides his hands back up, draping his arms around his shoulders now when he dips in and bumps their noses together with a playful, lidded look.]

We'll be uninterrupted, promise. I want to continue that time, Iwa-chan.

There's a window on the door, dumbass.

[ that wink and peace sign combo is obnoxious, but... even despite it, the heavy-lidded look that oikawa flashes him afterwards is enough to make his blood heat in his veins. damn him. it's all-too-tempting to lean in and catch those lips in a kiss, especially when the warmth in oikawa's eyes promises that he'll be richly rewarded if he does. ]

... why can't you just wait to fool around in your bedroom? [ bumping their foreheads together. he's giving in, resistance caving away underneath him like a foundation of sand. ] Like a normal person?

Do you want me to turn off the lights?

[Smiling sweeter with that bump of their heads together, Oikawa simply tips his head to ghost his mouth against Iwaizumi's, eyes batted and lashes fluttering lightly.]

Because I know damn well both of our parents are home, we wouldn't have privacy there. This is the best we're going to get, Iwa-chan, and I want to hear you properly. [His voice dips down into a silkier tone when he draws the tip of his tongue across Iwaizumi's lower lip, knowing damn well just how hook, line and sinker the move is for his ace.]

That isn't the po --

[ but shit, oikawa knows exactly how to shut him up.

there's a definite hitch in his breathing at the feeling of that tongue tracing the outline of his bottom lip, eyes going dark with an instinctive sort of hunger. he could keep protesting. he could point out how much trouble they'd get in. he could point out that the club room is sort of fucking gross.

but you know what? fuck it.

which is the sentiment that leads him to reach up, tangle a hand into oikawa's (perfectly styled) hair, slam him backwards against the wall of lockers, and crush their mouths together in a searing kiss. if oikawa wants it, he's going to get it. ]

[There it is, his favorite transition. Iwaizumi's entire expression changing as that switch flips and Oikawa is downright breathless when he grins, when Iwaizumi pulls his hair and marches him back the stumbling two steps it takes to have him backed against the lockers and he loves every second of this kiss. Even if the back of his head hurts a little and his lips are going to look swollen, he knows it's a damn good trade. Easily sliding to put his arms around Iwaizumi's shoulders and keep his hands out of the way, Oikawa groans against his mouth when he kisses back, clearly pleased by this outcome.]

[ that groan makes him shudder, fans the flame in the part of himself that's always eager to claim, to devour, to greedily take in every bit of oikawa that he can. oikawa's so intently in control of every aspect of himself that the way he melts in iwaizumi's arms like this is always a thrill, always enough to whet his appetite.

kissing in the club room is a Really Stupid thing to do. but damn if kissing oikawa isn't fun enough to make up for it.

and he breaks the kiss off after another long few moments, trailing a line of open-mouthed kisses along the other boy's jaw until he gets to his ear. that soft earlobe is a target, tempting, and he can't resist the urge to nip at it. ] This what you wanted?

[ voice pitched low, husky with lust. ] You should feel a little worse about being such a greedy brat.

[Is it really a stupid thing to do when they both want it this much?

Squirming lightly beneath Iwaizumi and groaning again, louder now, for that nip at his ear. He's so weak at his ears, and Iwaizumi knows every single place on his body to tease him relentlessly with - Oikawa wants that, he wants to be driven almost mad. Panting lightly, parting his lips and sweeping his tongue across his own lower lip to taste his too hot boyfriend on his mouth, Oikawa tips his head to speak with his mouth against his temple, purposely letting his voice stay breathy.]

Iwa-chan always knows what I want the most ... are you gonna punish me for my good choices? [As much as he wants to be positively ravished against the lockers, he knows too well that not putting up a fight wouldn't be as fun - so Oikawa smiles when he says that and shifts his weight, raising his right leg right up between Iwaizumi's and rubs his thigh up against his crotch, purring and letting his tone sink silky smooth.]

You can't deny that they're really good choices.

[ he growls back at him in response to that louder groan, a low rumble that seems to work its way up from the very bottom of his chest. it's always hard to tell whether oikawa's doing something to intentionally push his buttons, or whether the other boy's just so good at it that he doesn't need to try, but... dammit. the sound of oikawa making noises like that always makes iwaizumi itch to wring more out of him, until he's got him so worked up and incoherent that he can barely even get out an iwa-chan. ]

I should. [ and this time he bites at the tender skin of oikawa's throat, pinching it hard enough between his teeth to leave a mark for sure. but he hisses as oikawa works a thigh between his legs, unable to resist the urge to grind his hips forward against him. he's half-hard already, but that's not even much of a surprise, because oikawa always has this kind of reaction on him. fuck. ] Maybe then you'd lay off the shitty risk-seeking behavior.

[ tangling a hand in his hair so that he can tug his head back firmly, baring more of that tender throat. and he bites down again, right above his pulse point, sucking greedily on the trapped skin until he drags a flushed bruise up to the surface. who cares if people will see them later, honestly? let oikawa have fun explaining them away. ]

[Both, it's both. He's usually trying to rile Iwaizumi up, but sometimes he just does it without thinking, without a real goal in mind. Gasping at the hard bite, Oikawa exhales a whine through his teeth even as he raises his knee higher to grind his thigh up against Iwaizumi's crotch, he can't help the blissed smile on his face with the hand in his hair pulling his head back more - he can't help the anticipative shiver and the breathy noise he makes in attempt to answer before Iwaizumi's mouth is descending and biting along his throat again.

He doesn't care if people see, he has loads of teasing things to say that always avert their attention away and the questions to stop.]

N-nhghh! Iwa..chan! [It's so good, please don't stop, mark me up - that whine contained everything he wanted to convey, at least, he hoped so.]

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