[Considering how quickly he's been able to heal not just with Chroma, but as Iris, Eichi isn't worried at all about marks. He loves them. He wants to encourage his various partners to mark him up and create jealousy, he wants to feel claimed, he wants that possessiveness and it doesn't matter where.]
Everywhere... [He says it with a chuckle, because he knows it's not a satisfying answer. It's just the truth! He wants to make sure that's clear, before he throws anything else out there. That he's okay with anything. His head tilts back to allow for Midorima's bite, and he groans softly, his toes shifting slightly against the floor where he's standing.]
Ah, but if I say "my inner thigh", would you even go for that?
[It doesn't show off at all. He's curious what Midorima's response to that will be, and if he'll lower himself in this situation— but also it's an intimate spot, and he wants more of that. He can't help but encourage things like this. His hands tug at where they're bound and hung by the tape uselessly, his impatience turning into squirming already.]
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Everywhere... [He says it with a chuckle, because he knows it's not a satisfying answer. It's just the truth! He wants to make sure that's clear, before he throws anything else out there. That he's okay with anything. His head tilts back to allow for Midorima's bite, and he groans softly, his toes shifting slightly against the floor where he's standing.]
Ah, but if I say "my inner thigh", would you even go for that?
[It doesn't show off at all. He's curious what Midorima's response to that will be, and if he'll lower himself in this situation— but also it's an intimate spot, and he wants more of that. He can't help but encourage things like this. His hands tug at where they're bound and hung by the tape uselessly, his impatience turning into squirming already.]