[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.]
[ Midorima doesn't give a verbal response to that at first. The kiss catches him off guard, but he gives it back just as good as he gets and then some, pushing forward to suckle on his lower lip. It only last for a brief moment before he pulls back, because his mind is still on marking Eichi. He wonders if he shouldn't be careful about placement because Eichi is a public figure. Midorima is a private person, despite his own means of being in the spotlight, and he knows he wouldn't appreciate it. But Eichi also likes attention a lot more than he does...
He moves his lips to Eichi's throat, suckling lightly there as if he's getting ready to start, but then he decides to let Eichi answer. ]
Tell me where you want it.
[ He gives Eichi a soft bite against his Adam's apple, but not enough to make a mark yet. He wants Eichi to tell him where. ]
[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.]
[ Despite having just asked, it was more to make sure he had permission than anything else. Now that he knows he can do it everywhere, he's going to do whatever he wants. He'll get the inner thigh eventually-- despite his own selfishness, he is attentive and looks out for those he cares about, but only after establishing that it's only because he's doing whatever he wants to.
Which means now, he's going to take his time slowly marking Eichi up in multiple locations. With Eichi's wrists tied up, he's goin to have to put up with it. A slow torment of Midorima using his mouth to create marks on his his throat where he was biting, his collar bone, his side just above his hip, then the blonde's pelvis... By this point, Midorima is on his knees before Eichi to make the height comfortable for where he is. Up until now he'd just been lifting and tugging at Eichi's shirt, having realized the inconvenience of not having undressed him before tying him up. That shirt probably isn't coming off unless Midorima rips it, and Midorima isn't a beast (or Sanguis) so he has no intention of doing so. The large, fluffy tanuki tail behind him sways back and forth as he traces over the top of Eichi's pants over his thighs teasingly, then finally reaches up to undo his pants button. ]
[Ahh... This is a lot harder to deal with than he thought it was going to be. The pheromones are a large part of the problem, he knows. More and more intense by the moment, in this confined space, they're making his head spin with desire— but even before that... He'd been thinking of Midorima while he made him that soup, thinking of all the things he'd mentioned, about him declaring Eichi's importance in some way. He doesn't want to lose that. Even if he thinks it would be too selfish to ask for more... No matter what Midorima thinks, it's Eichi who would be selfish by asking for that.
And he's incredibly selfish. Even now, he wants all of his attention. He wants to make memories that will last forever, that could never compare, or be replaced, even if he were to sleep with someone else. He wants him to himself... of course he does.
He's mostly hard already, and that much is obvious just looking at him. But the hand at his pants, moving to undo them, is enough to get him to breathe out in quiet anticipation, his legs trying to shift uselessly again.]
Shintarou— [Ugh, he was supposed to hold it together for longer than this. But he wonders if Midorima knows that this is something special just for him, this near immediate vulnerability.]
You don't have to be so gentle. [Even marked up as he is, he's going to try to encourage more, like this.]
I do. Everyone else is rough with you, aren't they?
[ The words are muttered against Eichi's flesh, almost an accusation as much as it is an act of possession. Eichi always wants it rough it seems like; Midorima assumes that's what he's used to. So rather than that, at least right now while he's being possessive, he wants to differentiate how he is with Eichi. As a bonus, holding out on Eichi at first until Eichi begs for it seems to end well for him.
And so he'll continue to move his lips tantalizingly slow against his skin, marking his pelvis as he pushes Eichi's pants down. He does pull back so that he can hold Eichi's foot as if he were Cinderella so that he can easily step out of his pants without putting too much weight on the shower head. Once he's free, Midorima leans down to press an even gentler kiss to the top of his foot before running his tongue up the entire length of his calf. It's then that he lifts Eichi's leg so he can suck on the sensitive flesh behind his knee, another mark to make. He doesn't need to be rough to go after the most sensitive spots on the human body to drive Eichi crazy. ]
[Are they? Originally, Eichi had thought it would be a no. There were so many who were too careful, stopping too soon, not going hard enough— but it's true, isn't it? He's always asking for it rougher, harder, more intense. He's never once asked for it to be softer like this. Tender. Emotional...
It's a far more vulnerable and intimate thing, after all. The realization hits him incredibly hard, and his face is more red than it's been in a long time, he thinks. It's like Midorima has opened up his chest, straight to his heart— how is he supposed to react? What's he supposed to think? He's afraid, he's a little afraid— but pushes that panic down, the fear of rejection and abandonment covered by the incredible warmth he feels from these actions. No one has ever paid his body this much attention, and he loves it more than he thought he would.
He doesn't know what to say. He's at a loss for words, face turning to the side as he lets out a quiet noise with the mark to the back of his knee. He can't stop squirming, leaning into every touch as much as he can in this precarious position, begging for more of this attention with motions like this, but still shying away from it with his face, with his silence.
Ahh, it's unfair, this method... He's wanting to beg for more already.]
[ As much as Midorima avoids being embarrassed himself, he can't help but feel some satisfaction at seeing how red Eichi is right now. He knows exactly why it's more embarrassing. He would think the same way, especially if he wasn't the one in control here. He's not against being rough, but right now, with homemade red bean soup in his stomach, he wants to make sure that Eichi knows that this isn't something he can write off as just sex. Eichi always wants attention, he's going to get it.
In other words, with Eichi tied up like this, he can't stop Midorima from being tender and gentle and showing him that he cares about him in a way he won't forget. Eichi is going to be painfully hard by the time he's done too (and so is Midorima but that's besides the point- Midorima is being attentive to Eichi right now after all). Unless Eichi says something, Midorima is going to exercise his extreme stubbornness not to give himself attention and kiss every inch of Eichi's body, stopping to mark key spots.
In fact, as he travels up his leg with little kisses, he even slows down right before reaching his inner thigh where Eichi had asked for it, holding his mouth against the smaller man's flesh. Then he stops, and informs Eichi of what he's going to do so that Eichi understands. He does keep his face down buried in his thigh because the words coming out of his mouth are definitely beyond his usual tsun capabilities. ]
I'm going to kiss every part of your body so that every part of you knows what I feel like.
[ And before Eichi gets a proper response out, he does finally start suckling the sensitive flesh there, intent on making a very visible mark. Eichi can talk while he teases him if he wants. ]
[Ah, the more intimate this gets, the more he wants to stop himself from talking. He's embarrassed, he's exposed, and he's going to fall apart too quickly down this route. It's incredibly exciting, even the part of it that's equally terrifying. Tender... He doesn't know what to make of it.
The mark at his thigh is everything he could have wanted, but it's also sending sensations up his spine that he doesn't know how to react to while tied up like this. He gasps, digging his heel into Midorima's back, trying harder to turn his face into his arm to hide it— but he always ends up peeking back and down at the sight.]
W-wait, I can't— [Keep up? Deal with this? Anything. He's hard already, from all of the attention, enough so that precum leaks from his tip with the new mark.] I won't be able to keep up at this rate... Shintarou.
[He feels like he's going to die of embarrassment.]
[ It's hard to tell if he's being intentionally obstuse to draw Eichi out or if he's genuinely not aware of what the other boy wants. Midorima's social skills when it comes to romance are, after all, suffering. The reality is that he simply wants to take advantage of the moment. Not only is he enjoying putting Eichi through this, but having the upperhand is something he only really feels like he has in moments like this with his puckish lover. He fully intends to enjoy this intimacy as much as he can.
He continues onward with his kisses, now kissing his hips, the base of his cock, nuzzling his nose against his pelvis as he waits for the blonde's response. ]
[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...
[ Said after he's already begged. But Eichi is missing the point. Midorima wants something else from him, but it's not something that Midorima would deign to say himself. Something stupid and romantic, like he wants him to make love to him or to be with him the way no one else would. He wants him to claim him, or to become one..
All things way too embarrassing to say aloud, but Eichi isn't getting it either. So instead he stands up, moving his hands on either side of Eichi's legs to lift him up. It lifts him high enough that he can finally lift his arms off of the shower head. ]
Put your arms around me.
[ He doesn't undo the tape, but he'll let Eichi hold onto him for this. It's as close as he's going to get to what he wants from him. ]
[He thinks he knows what Midorima wants, and it's what he's so close to— but it's scary. Eichi doesn't know what to do with it, how to react, how to stay composed. He moves his bound arms around Midorima's shoulders, fingers curling in where they can. He immediately ducks in to kiss at Midorima where he can reach, as well. His head, the side of his face, his ear, maybe even lower, if he's able.
[ It's fine. Midorima knows that he can't expect things that he can't ask for. Even if he's selfish and open about it, this is one thing that he doesn't think he can prompt him for and not just because of the high level of vulnerability it would bring to him. It would bring vulnerability to Eichi as well; it has to be something that they both feel comfortable with. He won't coerce that out of Eichi.
Instead, he'll focus on what they both know they want right now. Once Eichi has a firm enough grip on his shoulders, he shifts his hold to one arm so he can reach out to grab a lavender bath oil. It's a massage oil and a bath oil, good for relaxing strained muscles... he's fairly certain it'll do the trick. He flips it open with his thumb. ]
Do I need to... [ God, he still can't talk about this ] ..stretch you? Iris moon isn't out.
[ So he wants to make sure he's not going to hurt him. ]
[...Midorima is so cute. Eichi manages to think that even in this moment, where he's mouthing close to his ear and holding on tight. Ahh.]
Since you're not a violent person, it's probably for the best if you do, at least a little. [He's survived it without, but even he won't bring that time up now. Or ever, probably.]
But I'm impatient... I'll tell you now that I can handle you whenever you're ready, so decide for yourself when that is. Your long fingers will feel nice, you know...
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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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He moves his lips to Eichi's throat, suckling lightly there as if he's getting ready to start, but then he decides to let Eichi answer. ]
Tell me where you want it.
[ He gives Eichi a soft bite against his Adam's apple, but not enough to make a mark yet. He wants Eichi to tell him where. ]
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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.]
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[ Despite having just asked, it was more to make sure he had permission than anything else. Now that he knows he can do it everywhere, he's going to do whatever he wants. He'll get the inner thigh eventually-- despite his own selfishness, he is attentive and looks out for those he cares about, but only after establishing that it's only because he's doing whatever he wants to.
Which means now, he's going to take his time slowly marking Eichi up in multiple locations. With Eichi's wrists tied up, he's goin to have to put up with it. A slow torment of Midorima using his mouth to create marks on his his throat where he was biting, his collar bone, his side just above his hip, then the blonde's pelvis... By this point, Midorima is on his knees before Eichi to make the height comfortable for where he is. Up until now he'd just been lifting and tugging at Eichi's shirt, having realized the inconvenience of not having undressed him before tying him up. That shirt probably isn't coming off unless Midorima rips it, and Midorima isn't a beast (or Sanguis) so he has no intention of doing so. The large, fluffy tanuki tail behind him sways back and forth as he traces over the top of Eichi's pants over his thighs teasingly, then finally reaches up to undo his pants button. ]
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And he's incredibly selfish. Even now, he wants all of his attention. He wants to make memories that will last forever, that could never compare, or be replaced, even if he were to sleep with someone else. He wants him to himself... of course he does.
He's mostly hard already, and that much is obvious just looking at him. But the hand at his pants, moving to undo them, is enough to get him to breathe out in quiet anticipation, his legs trying to shift uselessly again.]
Shintarou— [Ugh, he was supposed to hold it together for longer than this. But he wonders if Midorima knows that this is something special just for him, this near immediate vulnerability.]
You don't have to be so gentle. [Even marked up as he is, he's going to try to encourage more, like this.]
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[ The words are muttered against Eichi's flesh, almost an accusation as much as it is an act of possession. Eichi always wants it rough it seems like; Midorima assumes that's what he's used to. So rather than that, at least right now while he's being possessive, he wants to differentiate how he is with Eichi. As a bonus, holding out on Eichi at first until Eichi begs for it seems to end well for him.
And so he'll continue to move his lips tantalizingly slow against his skin, marking his pelvis as he pushes Eichi's pants down. He does pull back so that he can hold Eichi's foot as if he were Cinderella so that he can easily step out of his pants without putting too much weight on the shower head. Once he's free, Midorima leans down to press an even gentler kiss to the top of his foot before running his tongue up the entire length of his calf. It's then that he lifts Eichi's leg so he can suck on the sensitive flesh behind his knee, another mark to make. He doesn't need to be rough to go after the most sensitive spots on the human body to drive Eichi crazy. ]
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[Are they? Originally, Eichi had thought it would be a no. There were so many who were too careful, stopping too soon, not going hard enough— but it's true, isn't it? He's always asking for it rougher, harder, more intense. He's never once asked for it to be softer like this. Tender. Emotional...
It's a far more vulnerable and intimate thing, after all. The realization hits him incredibly hard, and his face is more red than it's been in a long time, he thinks. It's like Midorima has opened up his chest, straight to his heart— how is he supposed to react? What's he supposed to think? He's afraid, he's a little afraid— but pushes that panic down, the fear of rejection and abandonment covered by the incredible warmth he feels from these actions. No one has ever paid his body this much attention, and he loves it more than he thought he would.
He doesn't know what to say. He's at a loss for words, face turning to the side as he lets out a quiet noise with the mark to the back of his knee. He can't stop squirming, leaning into every touch as much as he can in this precarious position, begging for more of this attention with motions like this, but still shying away from it with his face, with his silence.
Ahh, it's unfair, this method... He's wanting to beg for more already.]
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In other words, with Eichi tied up like this, he can't stop Midorima from being tender and gentle and showing him that he cares about him in a way he won't forget. Eichi is going to be painfully hard by the time he's done too (and so is Midorima but that's besides the point- Midorima is being attentive to Eichi right now after all). Unless Eichi says something, Midorima is going to exercise his extreme stubbornness not to give himself attention and kiss every inch of Eichi's body, stopping to mark key spots.
In fact, as he travels up his leg with little kisses, he even slows down right before reaching his inner thigh where Eichi had asked for it, holding his mouth against the smaller man's flesh. Then he stops, and informs Eichi of what he's going to do so that Eichi understands. He does keep his face down buried in his thigh because the words coming out of his mouth are definitely beyond his usual tsun capabilities. ]
I'm going to kiss every part of your body so that every part of you knows what I feel like.
[ And before Eichi gets a proper response out, he does finally start suckling the sensitive flesh there, intent on making a very visible mark. Eichi can talk while he teases him if he wants. ]
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[Ah, the more intimate this gets, the more he wants to stop himself from talking. He's embarrassed, he's exposed, and he's going to fall apart too quickly down this route. It's incredibly exciting, even the part of it that's equally terrifying. Tender... He doesn't know what to make of it.
The mark at his thigh is everything he could have wanted, but it's also sending sensations up his spine that he doesn't know how to react to while tied up like this. He gasps, digging his heel into Midorima's back, trying harder to turn his face into his arm to hide it— but he always ends up peeking back and down at the sight.]
W-wait, I can't— [Keep up? Deal with this? Anything. He's hard already, from all of the attention, enough so that precum leaks from his tip with the new mark.] I won't be able to keep up at this rate... Shintarou.
[He feels like he's going to die of embarrassment.]
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[ It's hard to tell if he's being intentionally obstuse to draw Eichi out or if he's genuinely not aware of what the other boy wants. Midorima's social skills when it comes to romance are, after all, suffering. The reality is that he simply wants to take advantage of the moment. Not only is he enjoying putting Eichi through this, but having the upperhand is something he only really feels like he has in moments like this with his puckish lover. He fully intends to enjoy this intimacy as much as he can.
He continues onward with his kisses, now kissing his hips, the base of his cock, nuzzling his nose against his pelvis as he waits for the blonde's response. ]
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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...
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[ Said after he's already begged. But Eichi is missing the point. Midorima wants something else from him, but it's not something that Midorima would deign to say himself. Something stupid and romantic, like he wants him to make love to him or to be with him the way no one else would. He wants him to claim him, or to become one..
All things way too embarrassing to say aloud, but Eichi isn't getting it either. So instead he stands up, moving his hands on either side of Eichi's legs to lift him up. It lifts him high enough that he can finally lift his arms off of the shower head. ]
Put your arms around me.
[ He doesn't undo the tape, but he'll let Eichi hold onto him for this. It's as close as he's going to get to what he wants from him. ]
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He doesn't have anymore words, for the moment.]
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Instead, he'll focus on what they both know they want right now. Once Eichi has a firm enough grip on his shoulders, he shifts his hold to one arm so he can reach out to grab a lavender bath oil. It's a massage oil and a bath oil, good for relaxing strained muscles... he's fairly certain it'll do the trick. He flips it open with his thumb. ]
Do I need to... [ God, he still can't talk about this ] ..stretch you? Iris moon isn't out.
[ So he wants to make sure he's not going to hurt him. ]
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Since you're not a violent person, it's probably for the best if you do, at least a little. [He's survived it without, but even he won't bring that time up now. Or ever, probably.]
But I'm impatient... I'll tell you now that I can handle you whenever you're ready, so decide for yourself when that is. Your long fingers will feel nice, you know...
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