Just in time, he glances up at Shinjirou, catching the mouthed words. His grin widens, and he turns to kiss at the same place on Shinjirou's other thigh. This time, his tongue darts out, licking a tiny line upwards. Slow and unhurried, he nuzzles and kisses at the now wet skin, moving steadily down the length of Shinjirou's leg, pulling his pants lower as he goes.

Soon, the world narrows down to the subtle musculature in front of him, the feel of Shinjirou's hands in his hair, the warmth and softness against his reddened lips. Jade can't keep lifting his head to check on Shinjirou - he has to rely on other cues instead, like the shakiness of his limbs and the little noises he's trying to stifle. In a way, that's even better.

Finally, he comes to a stop mid-calf, sucking a mark there before he draws away. He's on both knees by then, his breath coming a little short when he looks up at Shinjirou again. "Do you think you can handle the rest from here?"