"What?" That's a stupid question; the answer's so damn obvious. But Jade's voice is almost as nice as his body and Shinjirou feels compelled to answer anyway. "Yeah. Yeah, of course I'll be, always--" He doesn't get farther than that, distracted by a tight pull low in his stomach and balls.

He's close. The yearning moan gets swallowed whole by the kiss they share, but there's nothing to stop him from squirming and losing his rhythm. He tries his best for Jade's sake, thumb caressing the tip of his cock to tease him into the same state of blind arousal. Feeling this lightheaded is great. Getting someone else to feel that way, too, is better.

Shinjirou's grip on Jade's back tightens in search of some form of support. It helps a lot to steady his mind, to know this is as real as any bad thing that's ever happened to him. Just that this doesn't suck. It makes him want more.