[ Ah, his glasses... He won't be able to see Eichi clearly now, but Eichi's beautifully flushed face has been burned at the back of his mind already that he can't picture anything else. It's still a sweet gesture though, however small -- He really needs a new pair, but only because he wants to see more of Eichi in this state. Moreso in the future, when he's more comfortable about the sex thing.

But does he really have to say it? Tsumugi's been doing well so far, articulating his wants to Eichi, no matter how perverted, and he thinks that he's already at his limit. If he says anything more, would Eichi think of him less? This is depraved enough as it is...!

What if he just says what's on his mind. Maybe that will make things easier for him. So he sits him, hand still gripping Eichi's length, He still hasn't let go... ]

I... think about it all the time, actually. [ Jeez, what a great start. So much for being the purer and more innocent guy in this relationship. He really has been reading too many books about this. ] I'm sure that you won't hurt me, Eichi-kun. I have complete faith in you. So... please don't hold back on my account.

[ Yep, he's definitely thirstier than Eichi this entire time. How the tables have turned. ]