"Fuck, fuck," the man is gasping, but it's all white noise to Jade as he watches Shinjirou come. His cock isn't being sucked properly anymore, but it doesn't matter, not when he can feel Shinjirou writhing, his throat helplessly working open and close as his climax sends every muscle in his body out of control. He's still for a moment after that, and Jade has to compensate by thrusting in and out of that slack mouth, but thankfully it doesn't take long for Shinjirou to regain awareness.

It doesn't take long for Jade to come either. As soon as he feels his muscles tense and the heat in his groin building up unbearably, he pulls out, having no intention of letting Shinjirou swallow his come. But despite his best efforts, a few drops still land on Shinjirou's tongue. Then the head of his cock clears his lips with a wet noise, and Jade moans and shivers as he hits his climax, his come striping all over Shinjirou's lips and cheeks.

There's a few drops left on his cock when he's done, smeared thick and milky white on the head. "Clean it up," he says, pushing it towards Shinjirou's mouth again. The guest chuckles quietly from where he's still draped over Shinjirou's back, arms going to wrap around his neck and shoulders as if they were old friends.

"Make him clean up his come too," he suggests. "Be a shame if it got your couch dirty."