That's exactly what he's been hoping for. His back arches, arms straining and fingers stretching out as if to free himself. It doesn't work, he knows it won't. Having proof of that has him moan without inhibition. So what if everyone can hear him? He won't be able to hold back all night anyway. The teasing lasts just long enough for his cock to start leaking, pre-come spreading over his stomach and chest where he grinds down on the bench.

He jerks violently when Jade pulls out and doesn't return for more. It's so good and he only needs a bit more, but Jade just won't give it to him and he can't even move freely to take care of it himself.

An angry no is stuck to the tip of his tongue. He bites down onto it, successfully keeping himself quiet. Reacting that harshly may amuse Jade when they're alone, but Shinjirou can't seem him appreciate that kind of behavior in public. He can feel, and see out of the corner of his eyes, that Jade is still there, though he can't tell what he's up to now. The bench swallows a whine that forces its way out of him, mostly, and he decides to push his face down just in case it happens again.