[He hesitates for a few long seconds before he brings up his hands, stretching forward to place them in Midorima's.]
You noticed?
[He's embarrassed, but as long as he's not being teased it's fine. There are some blisters, definitely redness. His hands are otherwise perfect, since he so rarely does physical labor.]
[ Midorima examines his hands carefully. His own bandage just came off today and, though there's a fine line there, looks like it's healing just fine. Eichi didn't need to hurt himself to please him, but the fact that he went to such effort.. well, he's going to get spoiled a little bit, in a strange Midorima-y way. ]
[ No scolding...? That’s unusual for Eichi and so he blinks a few times and then closes his eyes with a hum. He has no idea where this is going, but that’s half the fun?? ]
You’re demanding things without explanation again, you know.
[He's so surprised that of course he opens his eyes, blinking in surprise at the soft way Midorima is kissing his hands. The glare he gets in return earns a laugh, and he shifts his hands to grab more properly at Midorima's instead, leaning closer.]
Don't look at me like that.
[Playfully, though, as he pulls Midorima's hand closer to himself, or at least tries to— the one that had gotten stitches before. He wants to kiss it, and so he goes for that, if he's not stopped, a soft and careful thing.]
It was worth it in the end, wasn't it? I was able to try something new, and make you happy, as well.
It was simply to improve your chroma for healing, don't make anything out of it.
[ ...But he doesn't stop him from giving him a kiss as well, this time looking away, his ears turning just a little pink before he clears his throat. ]
Anyway, that's not the end of the hand care process. We can have more soup later, it'll be fine hot or cold.
[ He loves it any temperature, after all. ]
Come.
[ He's taking him to the bathroom. If Eichi assumes this is to generate more chroma, he's wrong. Midorima is going for his home nail care set, some aloe gel, and so on. ]
[Is he getting a manicure? Standing up from his chair, he smiles as he follows along. Honestly, at this point, he doesn't expect anything with Midorima. His tsundere is so intense, he never knows what's going to happen next.]
My hands are being treated today. ♪ Fufu, but you know, I was trying to treat you?
[ Yes. A Midorima special. It'll be the most perfect nails he's ever had, and that's not meant to disparage whoever normally cares for them. Midorima is obsessive about his nails. That's what Eichi is going to get. ]
They're a mess, if I don't teach you how to care for them you'll keep mistreating them.
[ once his tools and creams are out, he goes back to drag a second chair into the bathroom. (He does already have a bath seat to sit on himself.) ]
This was one incident, you know, but I won't refuse special treatment like this.
[So, he sits, glancing down at his hands. They are a mess, right now... Which is a problem for his career too. But it was a special occasion... That is, he felt like doing something nice. Now that he's learned, next time he can avoid it, right? Right?]
If I'm going to be spoiled for this, that's not such a bad thing... ♪
Don't repeat it all the time, I'm not doing this if you start trying to seek it.
[ He'll just suffer with wounds next time!! But for now, this is Midorima's way of saying thank you. He's certainly not against saying the actual words, but Eichi did something very thoughtful without being prompted to. It makes Midorima feel awkward and embarrassed but also warm and grateful. He doesn't know how else to show it, except to do something he's good at. ]
Hold still. If you move your fingers, I'm not responsible for what happens.
[ Once everything's set up, Midorima proceeds to start doing his nails-- trimming, filing, buffering even. He makes sure his wounds have aloe and are properly cared for, the whole thing. It's not even going to take too long because he's very practiced at taking care of his own hands. ]
[ This is pleasant, and Eichi laughs softly as it begins, fond eyes switching between watching Midorima’s work and his cute face. After a moment though, Eichi hums. ]
There’s one more place that hurts, you know? Could you take care of it for me?
[ a pause, for suspense, but because he can’t point with his hands being held... ]
It’s my lips~. [ he just says this proudly and puffs them slightly out. He thinks he’s so cute. ]
[ This moment is taken into consideration by Midorima with a quiet, harsh stare. He seemingly ignores it in favor of bandaging any of the little wounds on Eichi's hands with the same tape he protects his fingers with.
In the end, after a few moments and about half of the wounds bandaged, he decides to solve Eichi's "lips" problem. He tears a piece of tape off and sticks it on Eichi's mouth with a dignified(?) huff. ]
Taken care of.
[ He goes back to taking care of the little wounds on his hand, though his fingers linger on Eichi's wrists for a moment as he gets one a little higher up on his hand. Hmm. ]
[ the reward is a surprised blink before Eichi’s eyes narrow slightly in what’s clearly a pout. Like he’s angry, but not in any serious way, and honestly it’s probably cute in its own right... but how’s he supposed to talk like this!! ]
Hmph.
[ He doesn’t even notice Midorima’s slow travel upwards, since he knows nothing about this hand care stuff, so he just turns his face to the side, shrugging his shoulder up slightly to try and roll the tape from his lips. This is cheating?? He’s going to tease him extra about Caring for this. ]
[ Midorima is really, really hesitant to do what he's about to do. But if he takes that tape off Eichi's lips then he's going to make fun of him unless he gives him something to shut up about, isn't he?
Hm.
As Eichi's distracted with the tape on his lips, Midorima slides his left hand along Eichi's wrist, pulling it together with the other one before slowly unrolling the tape around his wrists. He pulls it taut, making sure that he can't simply slip out of it. (It's athletics tape after all, not sticky tape. It's designed to compress and hold safely.)
If Eichi wants a reward, perhaps he can have one after all for having such a cute reaction. ]
[The only thing Midorima should be hesitant about is unlocking the level of excitement that's about to come from Eichi over this. He's still trying to work the tape off his lips when he realizes that Midorima's taping up further, and he blinks over at the tightening of it in recognition.
He's only barely curled the edges of the tape on his lips, so he can't really talk, but the look he gives Midorima is definitely oh, you're into this sort of thing?
[ He has no idea if he's into this. Right now, he's just sort of trying it out. Once Eichi's taped up, he runs his hand up his arm,across to his chest, then up to his chin before leaning in as if he's going to kiss him.. then fixing the tape on his mouth so it's more properly affixed this time, rather than haphazardly applied as a joke. No wiggling it off now, he'll do this properly.
And in order to do it properly, he needs to take off is own tape, so he leans back in his own seat and starts cleaning things up, putting away his tools. Once he does, he meets eyes with Eichi and starts unravelling his fingers. There are very few circumstances in which he does this. He's not playing basketball or taking a shower, so he'll let Eichi sit with the implication for now. ]
You'll have to learn patience if you want to be rewarded.
[Eichi's eyes are the most expressive part of his face at any given time, so it's easy for him to meet that gaze. The bright blue of his own eyes are practically sparkling. But he shifts where he's sitting, testing the tape that holds his wrists together (surprisingly strong!) and then lifting his joined hands to tap at his lips.
Look at this, he's saying. He can reach his mouth tape and he's not even being rebellious enough to rip it right off? This is his patience. Praise him.
Really, though, he got the chills from those touches earlier, and he only wants more. He is a little cold, after taking off his jacket earlier, but that's not going to last long. He's so excited.
He'll have to remember this. This soup is powerful.]
[ It really is his favorite, okay?? Don't judge him. He loves soup. Soup lead to warmth and gratitude and his awkwardness, which led to touching his hands, which led to wanting to touch him more and Midorima's definitely going to pleasure him.
Once his fingers are free, he reaches to tug Eichi over to the shower, lifting his arms above his head and sliding his taped wrists over the shower head near the ceiling. (It had to be extra tall for Midorima's height, okay!?) It should have Eichi on his toes. If he cooperates nicely for this move, Midorima will remove the tape from his mouth. ]
[He cooperates, though as soon as the tape is pulled off, he's laughing breathily, excitement leaking into his tone.]
No one's ever been quite so creative with me before. Tape... [Ah, he's on his toes, this is exciting!! He tries to shift now, but his feet won't touch the ground more than this, and it's too awkward an angle to do much else.]
Keeping me like this, though... You know, I'll try to get you as worked up as possible, to see if you can stand not being touched. ♪ I don't allow this sort of thing so easily. It's more fun this way, isn't it? You're not going to give up halfway, right~?
[ 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. ]
[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.
[ 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 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.]
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You noticed?
[He's embarrassed, but as long as he's not being teased it's fine. There are some blisters, definitely redness. His hands are otherwise perfect, since he so rarely does physical labor.]
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Close your eyes.
[ First, extra chroma. ]
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You’re demanding things without explanation again, you know.
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[ he'll give a soft kiss to each wound. and immediately stop and glower if Eichi so much as peeks.]
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Don't look at me like that.
[Playfully, though, as he pulls Midorima's hand closer to himself, or at least tries to— the one that had gotten stitches before. He wants to kiss it, and so he goes for that, if he's not stopped, a soft and careful thing.]
It was worth it in the end, wasn't it? I was able to try something new, and make you happy, as well.
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[ ...But he doesn't stop him from giving him a kiss as well, this time looking away, his ears turning just a little pink before he clears his throat. ]
Anyway, that's not the end of the hand care process. We can have more soup later, it'll be fine hot or cold.
[ He loves it any temperature, after all. ]
Come.
[ He's taking him to the bathroom. If Eichi assumes this is to generate more chroma, he's wrong. Midorima is going for his home nail care set, some aloe gel, and so on. ]
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My hands are being treated today. ♪ Fufu, but you know, I was trying to treat you?
[Not the other way around!!]
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They're a mess, if I don't teach you how to care for them you'll keep mistreating them.
[ once his tools and creams are out, he goes back to drag a second chair into the bathroom. (He does already have a bath seat to sit on himself.) ]
Sit.
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[So, he sits, glancing down at his hands. They are a mess, right now... Which is a problem for his career too. But it was a special occasion... That is, he felt like doing something nice. Now that he's learned, next time he can avoid it, right? Right?]
If I'm going to be spoiled for this, that's not such a bad thing... ♪
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[ He'll just suffer with wounds next time!! But for now, this is Midorima's way of saying thank you. He's certainly not against saying the actual words, but Eichi did something very thoughtful without being prompted to. It makes Midorima feel awkward and embarrassed but also warm and grateful. He doesn't know how else to show it, except to do something he's good at. ]
Hold still. If you move your fingers, I'm not responsible for what happens.
[ Once everything's set up, Midorima proceeds to start doing his nails-- trimming, filing, buffering even. He makes sure his wounds have aloe and are properly cared for, the whole thing. It's not even going to take too long because he's very practiced at taking care of his own hands. ]
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There’s one more place that hurts, you know? Could you take care of it for me?
[ a pause, for suspense, but because he can’t point with his hands being held... ]
It’s my lips~. [ he just says this proudly and puffs them slightly out. He thinks he’s so cute. ]
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In the end, after a few moments and about half of the wounds bandaged, he decides to solve Eichi's "lips" problem. He tears a piece of tape off and sticks it on Eichi's mouth with a dignified(?) huff. ]
Taken care of.
[ He goes back to taking care of the little wounds on his hand, though his fingers linger on Eichi's wrists for a moment as he gets one a little higher up on his hand. Hmm. ]
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Hmph.
[ He doesn’t even notice Midorima’s slow travel upwards, since he knows nothing about this hand care stuff, so he just turns his face to the side, shrugging his shoulder up slightly to try and roll the tape from his lips. This is cheating?? He’s going to tease him extra about Caring for this. ]
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Hm.
As Eichi's distracted with the tape on his lips, Midorima slides his left hand along Eichi's wrist, pulling it together with the other one before slowly unrolling the tape around his wrists. He pulls it taut, making sure that he can't simply slip out of it. (It's athletics tape after all, not sticky tape. It's designed to compress and hold safely.)
If Eichi wants a reward, perhaps he can have one after all for having such a cute reaction. ]
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He's only barely curled the edges of the tape on his lips, so he can't really talk, but the look he gives Midorima is definitely oh, you're into this sort of thing?
Too bad you can't shut his eyes up.]
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And in order to do it properly, he needs to take off is own tape, so he leans back in his own seat and starts cleaning things up, putting away his tools. Once he does, he meets eyes with Eichi and starts unravelling his fingers. There are very few circumstances in which he does this. He's not playing basketball or taking a shower, so he'll let Eichi sit with the implication for now. ]
You'll have to learn patience if you want to be rewarded.
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Look at this, he's saying. He can reach his mouth tape and he's not even being rebellious enough to rip it right off? This is his patience. Praise him.
Really, though, he got the chills from those touches earlier, and he only wants more. He is a little cold, after taking off his jacket earlier, but that's not going to last long. He's so excited.
He'll have to remember this. This soup is powerful.]
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Once his fingers are free, he reaches to tug Eichi over to the shower, lifting his arms above his head and sliding his taped wrists over the shower head near the ceiling. (It had to be extra tall for Midorima's height, okay!?) It should have Eichi on his toes. If he cooperates nicely for this move, Midorima will remove the tape from his mouth. ]
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No one's ever been quite so creative with me before. Tape... [Ah, he's on his toes, this is exciting!! He tries to shift now, but his feet won't touch the ground more than this, and it's too awkward an angle to do much else.]
Keeping me like this, though... You know, I'll try to get you as worked up as possible, to see if you can stand not being touched. ♪ I don't allow this sort of thing so easily. It's more fun this way, isn't it? You're not going to give up halfway, right~?
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[ 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.. ]
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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?
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[ 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. ]
How do you plan to accomplish that then?
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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.
[He's so flowery,]
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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 ]
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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.]
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