He surprises himself when he whines at the loss once he's empty, but if what the guest wants is for him to be noisy anyway, then it should be okay. Having slept with a lot of men suddenly doesn't help him anymore, he notices. This is a different approach. He doesn't know what he's allowed to do until he's being told so.

And this man isn't like Jade. There's nothing sophisticated about him, he's just a hard edge made to leave bruises by accident, not with the intent to remind you of him. He's dirty and rough in a way Shinjirou has dealt with before -- just, not as a slave.

Back arched, he ensures it's easy enough to handle his body, and relaxes the exact moment the guest requests him to stop clenching. It's leaving him wide open to be fucked and that's when he screams out for the first time, the thick length suddenly plummeting into him with too much ease. He can take it all up to the base, feels the man bottom out, balls brushing against his ass. "Ah. Ah -- like this?" His eyes briefly wander over the man's body and the desire to touch, scratch, is evidently there. He tugs with more force on the couch instead, jaw dropped to let out any sound he makes.

"What -- should I scream?"

Swallowing hard, he tries to time the rocking of his own hips with the man's thrusts. His words are broken apart by short outbursts, high-pitched cries. "That you fuck me so good with your big cock?" For all that he finds he dislikes the man, it's not a lie. It's rough and fast and gets him squirming, his body willingly sucking the intruder deeper inside.

Most importantly, if he's loud enough, Jade will be able to hear, will know he's being a good boy again.