[ The sounds are possibly the most flustering part of this. Midorima's still new to this, still easy to phase and as he feels the hot heat of Tsumugi's mouth directly against his arousal he finds his body loudly sending a signal to him that this probably isn't a dream. It's too hot, too wet, it feels too good.
Midorima reaches up with both of his arms to cover his face, his glasses getting dislodged again as he does. He would normally be much more careful with them, but he can feel his face heating up just as much as his lower body as his brain starts to wake up more and more and realize this definitely isn't a dream.
Then he feels the tentacles and he can't quite identify what that is. He genuinely doesn't recognize that sensation. Mouth and hands he can identify, but even if he's seen Tsumugi during the moons before, his brain just doesn't click with what it is. ]
Aoba, what--
[ That's all he manages to get out though, a low but pleasured gasp cutting off his question. ]
[ Weiss nods then heads to the bathroom to wash her hands. She doesn't really do much meddling with the stuff inside except put the cap back on a bottle... and then she heads out to where the piano is.
Midorima's let her in, so she assumes she doesn't need his explicit permission to use the piano now. So she sits down and practises some scales as a warm-up. ]
[ Midorima's fine with her going off on her own, and it thankfully gives him a moment to recover from her pheromones. He needed it, honestly. Even after she's gone he's still thinking about it as he washes the dishes. He takes his time and is very thorough with it and it's a good chance to calm down.
Eventually he comes out to join her, a book in hand. He has no intention of interrupting but he does want to listen to her practice. He sits in a chair some space away though to try to avoid getting smacked in the face with her scent again. ]
[ Once she's passed through the major scales, she begins to vocalise. She goes through the major scales again, but this time, practises her voice, too. Then she goes up a key, and again, and again.
She could pay attention to Midorima. Part of her wants to talk and get to know him better and do something with him, but part of her feels a little pressured to do well because she has to- because there's a musical coming up that she's part of.
Her eyes do flicker his way from time to time though. Is she trying to get his attention? A little. ]
[ Weiss's plan to get his attention suffers greatly from the fact that even if Midorima wants to pay attention to her, he respects practice far too much to interrupt or intentionally be a distraction. He'll help her with the piano if she needs help, but he's not going to interrupt her unless she draws attention first.
That's just the kind of person he is. Practice is important, and he wouldn't stop if someone interrupted him unless it was unavoidable. ]
[ ... Hm. It's a little annoying to blatantly ask for somebody's attention, but she's not exactly herself right now. The need for attention and not receiving it somehow powers her pheromones all the more, making the scent stronger and more enticing.
Still, she says nothing, until she's gone through a scale upwards and then downwards. It doesn't take more than five minutes. ]
Of course you're not, you're filling the entire apartment with pheromones!
[ He just blurts it out this time. It's too overwhelming.. if he comes near her, he's going to kiss her. He can already feel that. So she damn well better consent and realize what she's doing first. ]
[For a moment, it almost seems like Eichi has woken up. He stirs a little, sucks in a breath, but then the noise he makes is a muffled sort of noise of protest that has no backing at all, and his breathing resumes the same, even if his eyebrows scrunch up a little.
It's exhaustion that keeps him from waking up even when Midorima pulls him closer. He's been doing too much, scheduling too much, and now even in the middle of Iris, he has to catch up. He has healing, he has pain tolerance, he has Chroma, but still his health gives him trouble.
Once he's closer again, the warmth of Midorima's body makes him nuzzle closer, too asleep to fully wrap his arm over him, but needy enough to curl his fingers against Midorima's arm. Like this, he can sleep peacefully for a little while longer... but as he falls into dreams again, his rabbit ears lower slowly, his fingers curl more, and his face scrunches up a bit. A bad dream?
Well, it means that Eichi will wake up shortly, at least.]
You need to practice, I would have invited you anyway if you needed it. I was trying not to make you uncomfortable. I can go in my room if you would prefer.
[ He's never wanted to kiss someone on a piano bench before. Either way, she has the more important task here. He's simply spending time with her. ]
[ She kind of feels awkward now. Not because she feels like Midorima intends to make a move on her or anything, but no one's ever pointed out that she had a specific scent before! ]
When the moon is out like this, I get a little more friendly. [ Just a disclaimer. Though Midorima's already experienced that with her- her saying they have to get along and her practically latching onto him and all that. ] I wish I could say I could help it, but I actually like it. It's... nice being close to people.
Hm. Guess if I end up the same as you I'll have to really figure something out. I mean, eating that much has to be expensive and the job I've got now doesn't pay much as it is.
[ Admittedly, if he wasn't wasting his income on sentimental trinkets he'd probably be in a better position to handle it, but not by much. Of course, considering his reasons for doing that...
Well, it makes his life harder here for sure. He doesn't exactly want to cuddle up to random strangers, and doing anything more than that is a total non-starter. There's only one...
...two people he wants to be intimate with, after all.
But he isn't gonna say anything about that; he isn't the kind of guy to open up and cry on anybody's shoulder about his problems and he wouldn't want to lay something like this on Midorima anyway, especially when this Midorima barely knows him. Mayuzumi's already at his limit from having to ask for help as it is and anything more would just make the atmosphere awkward.
He sets up a pan for the stir-fry once he's finished prepping the ingredients. ]
Not sure how much of a hassle the other two Moonblessings really are in comparison, considering that.
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