[ Says the man who just has his partner cart him around in a rear car in the middle of Tokyo. The arm holding is more embarrassing than the wagon to him. But he doesn't fight Eichi holding him for now. He needs the support and it's more practical than a taxi. ]
[ Just so they're clear. Midorima moves to close the bathroom door.. and then the bathroom window. It's not just so Tsumugi won't accidentally walk in on them if he comes home. ]
You're running your mouth an awful lot during Cordis moon.
[ He goes to close the door and the bathroom window so there's no ventilation to relieve his Cordis pheromones. He tries to keep it well-ventilated in the house when that happens so Tsumugi doesn't get overwhelmed, but with Eichi tied up here right now.. ]
[ It takes him a moment, but then he understands the connection there. Pheromones... He’s noticed them from the start, of course, and they’ve definitely pushed him to trying to bug him for more affection (on top of just liking to tease him that way anyway), but this... He wonders how long until it’s unbearable. ]
Fufu... So you play dirty, too. Ah, but I don’t need my moon or my hands to drive you crazy...
[ He’s too into this. Please. Right now, he’s testing how the shower head holds. Eichi doesn’t weigh much, so it looks like it takes his weight...! Wow! ]
Of course, I’d only be excited to lose this game first. Ah, am I still running my mouth too much?
[ It's hard to tell if he's teasing or not, especially when he says it with such seriousness. The words are accompanied by Midorima running his left hand down Eichi's body, from his elbow, slowly touching down his side, his hip, the back of his thigh.. and he stops just before his ass, looking him in the eye as if he's waiting for an answer. ]
[ Rather bluntly, Midorima unabashedly shares this little tidbit: ]
Takao and I have a rearcar back in Tokyo. We play rock-paper-scissors for who pulls and who rides. He's terrible at the game, so I hadn't thought about it being anything childish.
[With Midorima this close, it's impossible to ignore that scent of his. Impossibly attractive, alluring— all when he would have been attracted just fine without it. He breaths in like the touch is what's allowing him to, his body shifting subtly into it, his head turning in the perfect way to make his hair fall just right over his face. He's playing it up, sure, but it's nothing forced or fake.]
I'll speak through my body. [In his low voice, intimate and close. He lifts his chin slightly, though his eyes don't break from Midorima's.]
You can do whatever you'd like, Shintarou. Anything except leaving me here alone... okay? ♪ Whether you cover my mouth with tape, or your lips, or nothing at all, I'd like for the two of us to dance impossibly closer. Reach deep enough to touch my heart.
...Isn't that the most childish example there could be, though?
[Ah, it's kind of cute. Though it does get him to think on something else for a moment, head tilting so even that rests against Midorima's arm. He wonders if he'll let him continue like this.]
[ Midorima knows that he doesn't need the scent for either of them to want this. The point of it is to simply pile on. Eichi is saying this and that about driving him crazy, but Midorima is the one who wants to bring Eichi to the brink. Something like hurting his fingers over a homemade meal of Midorima's favorite things.. of course that can't go unanswered. Eichi may be laying down a challenge, but Midorima's ignoring it. He's already decided exactly what he wants to do. He's much better at action than he is at words, and that's something that Eichi is going to be made aware of. ]
I don't think I need to cover anything.
[ He hovers his lips just close enough that they brush against Eichi's with the lightest of touches, staying there for a moment as if he's going to kiss him. Instead, after a pregnant pause, he whispers: ]
If I mark you, will your body be able to handle it?
[ He wants to give him a mark so the marks that Eichi thinks of him by aren't the injuries on his hand, but the ones he put there on purpose. But also like he's read in rare cases you can have a stroke from a hickey and Eichi is kind of. You know. With his health. This is the sexiest way he can think of to ask if he's going to accidentally kill Eichi if he marks him ok ]
[Eichi breathes out a laugh. Keito is in no way his manservant, but. You know. If he's gonna act like it, then he can get trash talked!! Still... His fingers slip to curve his hand a little more a round Midorima's arm, wanting to keep close as they walk.]
Ah, but from what you're saying, you must be close friends.
We've only known each other for a couple of years. He's the only one who consistently stays after practice with me to perform more practice, and though we don't always get along, he's come to understand that he can trust me more than anyone.
[ He pushes up his glasses. Notice he's just talking as if Takao is the one having these feelings.. There's so much tsun here it's ridiculous. ]
On my part, he can throw a pass directly into my hands after I've already jumped without disrupting my accuracy, so I don't object to having him follow me around.
[Eichi admires that more than anything else. That drive, the intensity that moves Midorima forward with his desires, how he knows exactly what he wants and goes for it. Men who give into his commands so easily are far less impressive. He wants to be challenged, himself.
Voluntarily giving up the control he so desperately claws for in everything else in his life is an incredibly intimate thing for Eichi, after all.
He breathes slowly at the question, enjoying the tension that comes with that taunting closeness.]
Yes. I can handle much more than you'd think, especially with Chroma in the mix, so don't hold back. More than that, whatever marks you give me will fade as soon as Iris arrives, so try to leave an impression that lasts past time, if you're aiming for that.
[Ah, those pheromones are starting to make him dizzy, too. He tries to lean forward and steal a kiss out of this.]
If you deny that you're close while saying things like that, it only sounds more suspicious, though...
[He's just saying. But okay... tsundere for this guy, who is a friend and a teammate. Noted. His eyes focus ahead to try and see how close they might be. He's memorized the way to Midorima's by now. It's not far, right...? ]
[ She accepts the role of Daily Doggy Text Sender. She'll even send him pictures of other things!! Like food or maybe kooky pictures of Ruby or the troupe or something... It'll depend on the day. Weiss is comfortable with Midorima, despite not knowing much about him. She's happy to share stuff about her day with him. ]
If you say so. Just let me know if you want me to install anything.
[ She does flips and stuff, she has magical frills. ]
See you.
[ And with that, he's off to go get his bike and find an extra helmet. He has to stop by the store because he doesn't have a women's helmet, but he purchases one and heads on to her place. It's light blue.
When he sees her, he slows down and picks it up off the back and holds it out to her. ]
And yes, she actually does put pants on for this. Well, not pants, exactly, but leggings. In the end, she's a lot more comfortable with a skirt, and she only just realises that her only pair of pants is in the laundry. She doesn't really want to wear her yoga pants??? That'd be weird.
What's also weird is that she's being offered a helmet. Have you seen her hair, Midorima? She keeps it up! She looks a little unsure as she takes it. She doesn't... really say anything before she removes the pin from her hair, letting her hair down, so she can put the helmet on, though. ]
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