It may be laziness on Jade's part, but in Shinjirou's eyes, it's an opportunity to do what he wants without worrying about the other getting in the way of his arousal. He's being selfish. On the other hand, Jade's groan rolls over him like a wave hitting the hot sand of the shore in the evening hours -- it's not so selfish when they're both enjoying themselves, is it?

Open mouth brushing against Jade's, he juts his hips forward with more force a few times before calming down again. His skin prickles, not just where their bodies touch. The scratches are a welcome distraction from that, though they make him shudder too. The calming effect doesn't last long. Two little words go straight to his groin.

He tries his very best to shove them even closer, one hand on the small of Jade's back. Damn the bruises to hell if they're going to flare up later. He's good and that's all he ever wants to be. Forehead against forehead, Shinjirou lets a rather high-pitched noise leave his throat as a spurt of pre-come eases his strokes. "For you."