"Why not?" Although he masks it well, there's still a certain stiffness in the way Jade gets up and leads the way into the bedroom. His cock is no less hard than Shinjirou's, after all, even if he isn't quite as desperate to come.

The futon is laid out neatly on the ground right next to Jade's own bed. It's nothing fancy, but it's comfortable enough, with a light quilt to ward off the chill. "Lie down," Jade says, knowing the fabric will feel temptingly good against Shinjirou's bare skin. But what is the point of a challenge if it's too easy?