[The touch against his bare skin causes Tooru to shudder and shiver, as well as a sharp inhale as it happens. He wants more of those hands on his body, all over him, and he's embarrassed that it's even crossing his mind with someone like Ushijima. And yet, here he is, wanting. Needing, even.

And then that hand goes below and into his shorts, getting a whine and groan out of him, still trying to stop himself from moaning. It's successful for a short while until he's getting jerked off, and no amount of biting his cheek or tongue could stop the groan from escaping him as Tooru makes it known that he is in fact having a good time.

Embarrassing, but he leans his head back into the wall with his eyes closed all while curling his fingers into Ushijima's hair. It's short, yet long enough to get enough of a grip to be able to pull the man's head down to his neck, a side where Iwaizumi hasn't bitten him yet. His other hand slides up under Ushijima's sweatshirt and shirt, running against the toned muscles, surprisingly gentle about it with all the experience he has with appreciating Iwaizumi's muscular body.

And then, he has to go and ruin this by opening his mouth to be a complete and utter brat:]

I hope you know what you're doing, or else I'm going to have to take control of this. You better know how to actually fuck someone Ushiwaka.