[ Midorima is well aware that Eichi is a fan of being pushed, of surprises, of the unexpected. It is for this reason that once he feels Eichi feels sufficiently prepared, he doesn't give him a verbal warning for the change. Instead, he simply pulls his fingers out and puts his hard arousal to the dangling boy's entrance, pushing the first two inches in immediately before slowing down to give him time to adjust. A taste of what Eichi wanted before, mixed with the sensuous care that Midorima is seeking as he turns his head to capture Eichi's open kisses. ]
[Eichi moans louder at the shift, sucking in his breath as a gasp just as he presses his lips into Midorima's once more. This is better, but he wants more, more as always, hoping that his quiet murmurs of such into each of their sloppy kisses is enough to tell Midorima of this. He can't focus on anything more than this feeling, the taste of Midorima on his tongue, the feeling of him inside of him...
Just from this, he's so close, but he wants it to last, to wait for Midorima to be just as close, to try and line up their release.]
[ He knows. He wants more too, but he also wants this to last. He doesn't want Eichi to completely lose himself yet, just as he doesn't want to completely lose himself without having time to properly savor the feeling of Eichi's hot, sumptuous ass enveloping his cock. He can practically feel himself throbbing inside of him and it's taking an effort not to just thrust in like it were nothing.
He slots himself up to Eichi and does just that, though slowly. It's controlled, but there's a certain hesitation in the movements that shows he's struggling with doing so. After the first few thrusts he gives up, moving his forehead down to rest on Eichi's shoulder again, green bangs tickling his neck as he finds a steady pace and pants heatedly against the blonde's neck. He bites gently into his collarbone as if to stifle his own moan, though it doesn't succeed at muffling the sound. He's not going to last long even if he wants to. ]
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[Eichi moans louder at the shift, sucking in his breath as a gasp just as he presses his lips into Midorima's once more. This is better, but he wants more, more as always, hoping that his quiet murmurs of such into each of their sloppy kisses is enough to tell Midorima of this. He can't focus on anything more than this feeling, the taste of Midorima on his tongue, the feeling of him inside of him...
Just from this, he's so close, but he wants it to last, to wait for Midorima to be just as close, to try and line up their release.]
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He slots himself up to Eichi and does just that, though slowly. It's controlled, but there's a certain hesitation in the movements that shows he's struggling with doing so. After the first few thrusts he gives up, moving his forehead down to rest on Eichi's shoulder again, green bangs tickling his neck as he finds a steady pace and pants heatedly against the blonde's neck. He bites gently into his collarbone as if to stifle his own moan, though it doesn't succeed at muffling the sound. He's not going to last long even if he wants to. ]