He shuts his mouth immediately, pressing his lips together. It's what he's supposed to do, isn't it: being obedient without questioning the order. His gaze drops down, watching Jade's thumb slide over the head of his cock, still spilling. A pulsation in his groin, his toes curling, a heat builds up in his body that is close to uncomfortable. At least he doesn't have to see his hole twitch against Jade's fingertips. Feeling it happen is bad enough.

"No. It's--" Hard to admit and thankfully his entire body is already flushed, possibly hiding the reddening of his cheeks. He takes his hand off Jade's shoulder and taps his fingers against the collar tight around his neck. "It's this. The situation."

Not being allowed certain things -- some of which he's yet to figure out -- trying to hold still, the teasing. And then the collar around his neck, the chain running down his chest. It's exciting. He should hate every bit of it, shouldn't he? He can't. Other wrong things he's done with other guys before don't even come close to this.