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Engine Captain!Oikawa's specialty that makes its way to the bedroom is definitely patience. Being a captain isn't all fun, and he's learned over time to be patient with his people. That being said, Engine Captain!Oikawa is the most patient with you in bed, and he'll make his painfully hard cock wait until he's made you come undone more than once with his fingers and tongue. He never grows impatient with making you cream for him, especially after spending 24hours apart from you and your plushy cunny.

Engine Captain!Oikawa carries a polaroid of you in his radio strap for safe keeping. Whenever he's going to a call, he takes a glance at it for good luck, praying that he'll make it home to you.

Engine Captain!Oikawa loves the press, and he comes out of fires with the cheekiest grin on his face, soot somehow making its way to his cheeks as he walks with his helmet strap hanging low, lopsided helmet and shirt soaked with sweat. He's got his bunker pants straps hanging low (low riding is what its called) and he's making his way to the rehab staging area just fantasizing about how long he's gonna be buried between your thighs as a reward for how hard he worked today.

Finally, Engine Captain!Oikawa is a brat tamer after working overtime shifts dealing with hardheaded, glory-seeking engine boys. Captains in general are pretty good at checking attitude, and you get antsy while he's away. The antsier you get, the more grumpy and short your text messages are. He's no idiot, and he picks up on the 'tude quickly. The longer he puts up with your bratty behavior, the more he brews with frustration, and you can't help the neediness, but there comes a point where his pitty for you resolves itself and is replaced with frustration. He loves you, and whenever he thinks he's moved past your grumpy attitude and short replies, his Charlie seat firefighter will disobey him, only reminding him more of how much he needs to put people in their places. The straw that breaks the camels back is him coming home to you and sliding into bed only for you to turn away from him and curl yourself into a corner, purposefully denying him the relief of your skin after a long 72hours. He's decided he's done with your attitude, done with the whining and the insubordination. Soon, you're folded over with that precious gold chain he wears dangling above your face as he's pounding your sweet cunt. he's huffing now, eyebrows furrowed in determination to have you cumming until you can't think of anything besides i'm sorry captain . his hips stutter when the words begin to bleed together with each orgasm, and he fills you with enough cum to make you think twice before bratting him again.