[Eichi actually whines at that, his breathing impatient and heavy as he squirms under every touch. His wrists yank harder at where they're tied, slipping a little against the showerhead, but ultimately accomplishing nothing. Probably for the best, with how much he wants to grab at Midorima and force himself on him, right now.]

Don't give me that. [Irritated, but it's only adding to arousal, his embarrassment still burning at the forefront of everything.]

You want me to beg, is that it? Please... I don't want to wait for you anymore. Let me feel you. Please. Ahh, this is too much, I can't...