There are people chattering loudly outside their little space, the sound of footsteps milling around. Jade's skin prickles, but all of that pales in comparison to Shinjirou's frantic mutterings in his ear.

"Careful now," Jade mutters in return, spreading his knees wider to keep his balance as Shinjirou shoves at him. Then he decides that it doesn't matter.

Slowly, he sinks to one knee, trailing kisses down Shinjirou's stomach, until there's no more exposed skin left. The chain brushes against his cheek, cool against his heated skin. If the door were to open right now, what would they look like? The thought sends adrenaline pumping through him, his pulse spiking almost painfully as he reaches up to do the last few buttons.