"Slut," the man hisses. "You're such a slut. Your first time and you already can't get enough. Should have left you in the market. Let every single visitor fuck you until you're less of a slut."

Suddenly, he thrusts, with enough force to pitch Shinjirou forwards. Jade can't stifle the groan that spills from him as his cock slips further down Shinjirou's throat. Waves of pleasure course through him every time Shinjirou groans and swallows, the walls of his throat rippling and tight around his cock. Shinjirou is good at this; he has to wonder how many times he had done it before, how many men he had sucked off, how much come he had swallowed.

Then they're both buried inside Shinjirou, as deeply as possible. The guest rocks back and forth in little motions, and Jade tries to control his breathing, swallowing every so often. He silently counts five seconds. Ten.

The guest nods, and together, they pull out halfway, and slam back into Shinjirou almost instantly. Then they finally abandon their attempts at perfect synchronicity. The guest hauls Shinjirou's hips even higher and fucks him in earnest, slowly at first, but with increasing speed. Jade matches his rhythm the best he can, shuddering as he tries to fuck deeper and deeper into Shinjirou's throat, all the while yanking on his hair.

Neither of them pay any attention to Shinjirou's leaking cock.