Watching the changes that overtake Shinjirou's expression is almost as good as rutting into his mouth. Jade can pinpoint the exact moment when Shinjirou surrenders all control, and he knows he would be screaming his lungs out like that first night, if it wasn't for Jade's cock choking him into silence. His toes curl inside their socks when he notices Shinjirou placing his hand against his neck. He angles his thrusts deeper, harder, wanting Shinjirou to feel his cock, inside and out.

It's a struggle to stop himself from coming. He knows he's leaking pre-come freely now, a steady drip of it down Shinjirou's throat and right into his stomach. A few times, he almost slips out of Shinjirou's mouth entirely, as his guest's wild thrusts pitch Shinjirou's body back and forth. But the wet slide as he pushes himself back in is bliss, and he can't hold back his quiet moans when that happens.

His guest is slamming rapidly in and out of Shinjirou now, and Jade knows he must be close. And he is right. Jade's lips curl with a hint of triumph as his guest thrusts inside Shinjirou one last time, throwing his whole body over Shinjirou as he comes, the shudders that wrack his body powerful enough for Jade to see.