A/N a warning for those who do not like smut - don't read this chapter. I know y'all children gonna read anyway, make sure no one's watching.

Oikawa felt like a light weight, his stomach buzzed as his hand moved on its own accord, intertwining with Iwaizumi’s fingers, shy look over his shoulder and he noticed a warm smile curving on his lover’s lips, just as driver pulled in front of the front gates.

“We can walk from here.” Iwaizumi said, fingers rubbing over Oikawa’s hand. Oikawa nodded, his cheeks rosing up from heat welling up inside of him, as he got out, Iwaizumi catching his hands and leading him. Not actually leading, they walked one to another, but Iwaizumi had a strong hold on his hand.

“I really enjoyed this.”, Oikawa whispered, his mind hazy, he felt like a teenager on their first date, nervous, blood boiling.

“Me too.”, Iwaizumi smiled, looking so much younger.

As they stopped for Iwaizumi to fish out keys, Oikawa looked all over him, how kissable his lips looked, how touchable his muscles flexed under the light of the lamp, how amazingly messed up his spiky hair looked, and he decided to do it all. With all his bravado he took a step, long one, closing the distance between them as his hands snaked up in Iwaizumi’s hair and his lips coaxed every question taller male was about to ask.

Iwaizumi took a step back from unexpected invasion, before realizing how good Oikawa’s lips felt and starting to kiss back, hands going around Oikawa’s back, resting there for just a second before he realized where they were.

“Let's take this inside.”, he panted, pulling away just enough to unlock the door and open it.

In a second he was back on Oikawa’s lips, pushing him again, closing door with his leg, lock automatically clicking.

Oikawa did not expect the wall to be so close, his back collided with it, air leaving his lungs as he gasped, Iwaizumi’s tongue sneaking in, rubbing and swirling around Oikawa’s, inviting him to play a game where Iwaizumi was an obvious winner. Dominating Oikawa, pulling on the strands of his hair to get him to open up more, leg pressing between Oikawa’s. His muscular body keeping him still like a cage, cage that breathed and moved like one with Oikawa’s being.

“I… I…”, Oikawa tried speaking, trying to tell Iwaizumi what he wanted, but he failed, breath running short, heat inside of him stopping him from thinking, his body shaking without Iwazumi’s tight embrace, “Need… you…”, he finally whispered, weigh of his words getting him, as he blushed, looking down to the impossible closeness between their bodies.

“I need you too.”, he heard soft reply, his lips pulling in pure smile as he looked up, meeting Iwaizumi’s spell binding eyes, a chaste kiss was placed upon his lips before Iwaizumi pulled back.

But not for long, just as Oikawa thought he would collapse from his shaky legs, Iwaizumi pulled him over his shoulder, playful slapped his ass, for some reason a giggle left Oikawa's mouth.

He heard Iwaizumi’s deep laugh near his thigh and felt his body shivering. Trip to dark haired male’s room was short and soon Oikawa was tossed on the bed. Tiny squeal leaving his lips with a fit of giggles, as he buried his face in the sheets, his senses drowning in Iwaizumi’s scent. Weight soon fell on him, lips attacking his neck and shoulder, soft voice cooing in his ear.

“You look beautiful right now.”, he heard the whisper, peering up at the man, deciding something.

He was ready. If Iwaizumi wanted to, he was ready to give him his virginity, well not exactly. Yes, Oikawa had done it before, but this time was different, it was new and Oikawa felt like a pure virgin slowly drowning in sins. He voiced his thoughts, one simple, muffled ‘I am ready’, and his head was back in the covers, ears becoming red as he heard stifled laugh from above him.

“It’s not funny!”, he pouted, head popping up, just to be kissed again.

“Oh God, how much I love you!”, he heard Iwaizumi laugh, warmth hugging his heart as he smiled, shyly hiding his face.

Iwaizumi did not notice his words, but that did not mean that they weren’t true, just that when he was with Oikawa he felt drunk, looking at the world trough pink glasses and all problems seemed paper thin.

He leaned in, kissing him, turning him around to climb on top of him, spreading his legs and pressing their dressed crotches together, grinding them as he kept on kissing him.

Button by button, their shirts came off, undershirts following, shy, pure touches, fingers, almost like they were scared, touching the skin of the other one, discovering dips and bones, going over moles, stretches, tiny scars… Oikawa felt beautiful, no, not him, but that moment, it was beautiful, just how he wanted it to be, his first time was being rewritten, and he loved every moment of it.

He was ready for the pain, he knew would come, but he was sure it would be worth it.

With a nod as confirmation Iwaizumi took Oikawa’s pants off, kissing newly exposed skin with care.

“S-Sorry I did not shave…”, he whispered feeling insecure about his legs.

Iwaizumi let out a chuckle, “No need to apologize, I prefer you just the way you are.”

“You are horrible! Making me feel so embarrassed!”, Oikawa threw a pillow in his direction before blushingly looking away, “I never felt like this.”, he admitted, “It feels so good, but, I… I don’t know how to react.”

“React how you feel. That way I will know how good of job I am doing.”, he smiled, “So if you want to hit me, because it hurts, hit me, if you feel like I am doing a good job, moan for me.”

For that last part he got hit by another pillow.

With a soft smile he grabbed Oikawa’s hair and bent to kiss his forehead, tip of his nose and his lips, giving him some comfort before pushing him back again, kissing his collar bone, leaving a trail of hickeys as he got lower and lower, sucking on his belly button, hands feeling Oikawa’s black boxers.

“We match in colour.”, he smirked, taking off his shoes and pants, showing his black boxers, visible bulge printed on the front.

Oikawa slowly rose, eyes pressed on it, gulping hard, his handy shakily going in front of him, landing softly on the cloth, feeling heat radiating from it as Iwaizumi let out a silent moan. He kept Oikawa’s hand there, his own going back to trace Oikawa’s member, smirk lining on his lips.

“I wonder how good you look without them.”, he said, smiling.

“Only.. Only if you take them off too!”, he protested, feeling insecure and quite embarrassed.

Iwaizumi nodded, kissing him, hands going from his hair to his chest and down his sides, thumbs hooking in the waist band of boxers, lips never leaving Oikawa’s as he pulled them down.

Oikawa’s hips lifting, his legs following, soon, he felt cool air touching him member, gasp leaving his lips as Iwaizumi moved, taking his boxers as well, looking down on Oikawa, laying down, hair messed up, lips red, eyes watering, skin exposed and flushed. He looked just like a painting, masterpiece coming to life, hot under hit touches, shaky from all feelings locked inside of him, so fragile, yet so strong, holding humongous weight on his shoulders.

He murmured 'beautiful' under his breath, before blanketing Oikawa’s body, their bodies touching, skin shivering and Oikawa moaning, feeling Iwaizumi’s member against his, it felt so big, him mind growing even hazier, thoughts running wild until he felt hand on his member.

“Wha--”, he choked on his words.

“Does it feel bad?" Iwaizumi asked, lookimg into Oikawa’s eyes.

“No… It surprised me…” Oikawa said shyly.

“You can touch me too, if that will make you feel better.”, he added not expecting anything, but he felt Oikawa’s gentle touches.

First, his inner thigh, touches like butterfly kisses until he got to his erection.

“You are so hard.”, Oikawa whispered, fingers tracing his skin.

“It’s your fault.”, he smiled, kissing him, moving his hips and his hand, feeling Oikawa hiss.

Nip here, kiss there, touch here, flick there, they explored one another’s body until Iwaizumi felt Oikawa was comfortable enough.

“Want to go any further?”, he might’ve had a few glasses of wine, but he would always make sure his partner wanted it as well.

Oikawa blushed, feeling shy as he nodded. Iwaizumi reassured him with soft words as he reached over to his night desk, roaming trough it to find lube. Fishing the bottle out, he opened it.

“Tell me if it hurts. I am serious, don’t think that I will hate you if you want to stop.”, he said, serious look to his face, eyes sobering up, to make sure Oikawa understood that this was supposed to be pleasure for them both.

With his agreement and promise, Iwaizumi kissed his inner thigh, giving Oikawa’s member a teasing lick before looking down.

“I… I cleaned up…”, blushingly Oikawa stuttered.

Iwa let a snort, “You really are something Oikawa.”, he whispered, “Thank you.”, he added, feeling strange tingling feeling in his chest.

Lubing up his fingers he circled Oikawa’s hole, watching it shiver and twitch, until he felt lube heated up enough, he pressed, feeling muscle relaxing under his assault and letting one finger in. Oikawa gasped, again that foreign feeling, but soon, he was kissed, his mind easing as he heard Iwa talking him trough it, kissing his neck and shoulders. He felt second finger coming in and took a deep breath, calming himself down, as Iwaizumi kissed him again.

“You are so brave and so wonderful.”, he encouraged him, adding more lube on his fingers before going down, knowing what will help him relax.

Oikawa’s eyes snapped open, mouth widening, rushed words escaping as he felt Iwaizumi’s breath hit the tip of his member.

“You… You don’t have to.”, he whispered, hands shielding him, blush going over his cheeks.

“But, I want to.”, Iwaizumi whispered, kissing Oikawa’s fingers.

With a hard beating heart, Oikawa moved his hands away, letting Iwaizumi see his half hard erection.

Iwaizumi smiled, fingers travelling deeper inside Oikawa, lips blowing hot air on dark red tip, before Iwaizumi licked him. His tongue, hot, wet, that deep red colour, which made Oikawa’s insides twist, sight so indecent that he had to turn his head away.

There was a pull on his sack and he moaned eyes traveling down his body.

“Eyes on me.”, Iwaizumi said, kissing side of his erection, letting his teeth barely touch soft skin, making Oikawa’s cheeks even redder, his body shuddering, eyes wide, expecting, lips wet, teeth sinking in bottom one as his whole body stiffened. Inner muscles pulling Iwaizumi’s fingers deeper and he moaned, fingers brushing over that intense place inside of him, just as Iwaizumi swallowed the head of his erection.

“Ha… Hajime…”, his lips let out a breath, name escaping as his erection leaked, insides trembling.

Iwaizumi smiled, his lips working deeper, he flinched when Oikawa’s hand found itself in his hair, it was not controlling, it did not push him deeper, no, it rested there, tugging on it, like he was trying to make sure Iwaizumi was really doing it.

His own hand travelled to his member, erected, glistening with precum as he got third finger inside of Oikawa. Separating them, all while listening for Oikawa’s moans.

Of course he would stop, no matter how hard it was, no matter how much he wanted to ravish him, to thrust inside of Oikawa until every inch of him was marked by Iwaizumi’s lips, oh how he wanted to make Oikawa feel…

He stopped, looking up, Oikawa was trembling.

“No… No more… I… I will… cum…”, he whispered the last word, almost too quiet to understand.

“I am glad.”, Iwaizumi smiled, “You want to continue?”, he asked, going up to kiss his forehead.

Most people he was with did not like post blow job kisses, he didn’t really mind, but did not want to force Oikawa.

Oikawa nodded, but tugged on Iwaizumi’s hand, his right was still inside of Oikawa, left one left (no pun intended) his member to support his weight.

“K… Kiss me.”, he whispered, back arching, head rising to catch Iwaizumi’s lips.

He met him halfway, lips coating Oikawa’s, tongue slipping in, right hand pulling out of Oikawa, only to hook his legs on Iwaizumi’s hips.

“I will still stop if you tell me to.”, he whispered, making sure Oikawa understood it was okay to try another time.

“Ye… Yes, I will. Um… I am nervous, but somehow, I think that I am ready.”, Oikawa whispered, slightly shuddering.
Iwaizumi smiled, nodding, kissing him softly.

He pulled back, sitting on his heels and taking condom package. Oikawa felt his erection jump at the sight of Iwaizumi ripping the foil with his teeth. His muscles flexed, eyes shining, hair swept from Oikawa’s hands.

Iwaizumi pressed the tip on Oikawa’s entrance, just as goose bumps ran through Oikawa’s body, it felt big, condom made it slimy.

“I will add more lube.”, Iwaizumi informed him, before pouring more on his hand and rubbing his erection with it, then smearing some over Oikawa’s entrance, “Beautiful.”, he whispered, hand guiding his erection, body leaning over Oikawa’s, leaving butterfly kissed over his skin, before kissing his lips.

He pushed in. It was tight, heat surrounded his tip as Oikawa let out a whine. Iwaizumi’s hand massaged Oikawa’s left hip, trying to relax him.

“Does it hurt?”, he asked softly.

Oikawa nodded.

“Should I pull out?” Iwaizumi watched as Oikawa shook his head, hands shooting up too hug him.

Iwaizumi nodded, waiting, he pushed again, just a bit before Oikawa’s body stiffened again. Iwaizumi kissed his cheek, whispering how brave and beautiful Oikawa was, fingers going around his hole to check if he was bleeding. With one big push Iwaizumi rested, he won’t fit all, not tonight, but it was alright. He had time. Enough time to make Oikawa remember his shape.

“It’s okay, it’s done. I won’t push anymore.”, he whispered, feeling Oikawa cry on his shoulder.

“Oikawa, hey, look at me?” He called, making Oikawa look at him, eyes wet. “I won’t move, try moving your hips, make yourself as comfortable as possible, if the pain is too unbearable we can always try again with more preparation. I won’t force you.”

Oikawa nodded, kissing Iwaizumi’s lips instead of verbal answer and let out a deep breath he held. His hips moved up and he hissed before rotating them again, trying to wiggle them. Pain was dulling, it was more of a stretch and pressure in his stomach. His erection still held hard and he breathed out, looking up and seeing Iwaizumi biting his lip.

“Is something wrong?”, he asked.

“No… It’s just that you moving feels good for me, and I feel bad that you can’t enjoy it as much.”, Iwaizumi admitted with an apologetic smile.

“It gets better?”, Oikawa asked.

“With time it does.”, Iwaizumi nodded.

“And you’ll make sure for that?”, Oikaw
a asked and then let out a smile.

Iwaizumi let a laugh, leaning down to kiss him.

“You… You can move.”, Oikawa gave him permission after that sweet smile.

Iwaizumi agreed and pulled out. He build a slow pace, just to find what and how Oikawa reacted, his hands spread, one next to Oikawa’s face, where brunette left kisses; and second on Oikawa’s hip, holding and directing his hips. Slowly but surely pace grew, Oikawa just felt strange feeling something inside of him.

Every now and then Iwaizumi would scratch Oikawa’s prostate. He was not searching for it, he knew how intensive it could feel first couple of times, and that main center of Oikawa’s pleasure was his penis.

Slowly he let go of Oikawa’s hip, transferring his hand on Oikawa’s erection, stroking it in time with his thrusts.

Oikawa started moaning, weird feeling in his butt almost gone as he started getting drunk on Iwaizumi’s kisses and the way his hand worked on his member.

It was not perfect, Oikawa came first, his body arching, walls squeezing Iwaizumi, but it was not enough. He pulled out after Oikawa relaxed, kissing half asleep brunette.

“You were amazing.”, he whispered.

“Did… Did it feel good for… you?”, Oikawa managed to say, his head lulling from side to side.

“Amazing for the first time.”, Iwaizumi admitted, it did feel great, and it was not Oikawa’s fault, with time it will grow better.

He let Oikawa sleep before going to finish in the bathroom...

Morning came, sunlight hitting Iwaizumi’s eyes, but that did not wake him up, it was a sharp inhale and certain thing touching his member.

“Oikawa, what are you…”, he opened his eyes only to find Oikawa looking down on their members.

“I can’t believe it!”, he said looking at Iwaizumi at disbelief, “I lost to Iwaizumi Junior!”, he screeched, trying to roll over before whimpering and holding his butt.

“Really? Are you being serious?!”, Iwaizumi groaned, hitting him with a pillow.

“Not fair! It is not fair! I am wounded by Iwaizumi Junior!”, Oikawa flapped his pillow, not looking where it hit.

“Stop calling it like that!", Iwaizumi laughed grabbing him, and ruffling his hair.

They kept arguing, cuddling angrily, both satisfied with how their first date and first time ended...

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