[He thinks it might be a bit too much if he tries to stop him from pulling out now, even if that's the first thought he has. He'd been in long enough, it would get uncomfortable before too long, but... He wanted it to last, he guesses. It can still last in other ways, can't it?
He still desperately keeps his arm around Midorima, and after a minute, lets it slip down to grab at his arm, instead. Touching, holding, clinging. His eyes slip closed, and from his movements and his heavy breathing, it's clear that he's not going to be able to move on his own any time soon. But talking? Talking he's gotten used to.]
I think... you're going to have to practice that many times.
[Light, he manages to both flirt and be a little tsun himself, as if he didn't just call it perfect moments ago. But Midorima is the one who had mentioned 'practicing' earlier, and Eichi... Right now, Eichi wants to make it clear that he wants to do it again, at least at some point, without directly asking for it.
He's so dizzy, and the aches and pains from stretching himself too suddenly set in now that the glow begins to fade off. He doesn't mind at all.]
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He still desperately keeps his arm around Midorima, and after a minute, lets it slip down to grab at his arm, instead. Touching, holding, clinging. His eyes slip closed, and from his movements and his heavy breathing, it's clear that he's not going to be able to move on his own any time soon. But talking? Talking he's gotten used to.]
I think... you're going to have to practice that many times.
[Light, he manages to both flirt and be a little tsun himself, as if he didn't just call it perfect moments ago. But Midorima is the one who had mentioned 'practicing' earlier, and Eichi... Right now, Eichi wants to make it clear that he wants to do it again, at least at some point, without directly asking for it.
He's so dizzy, and the aches and pains from stretching himself too suddenly set in now that the glow begins to fade off. He doesn't mind at all.]