Shinjirou needs no prompt to tilt his head and bare his throat. His body follows Jade's movements blindly, instinctively, giving him both the access and the room he needs. Eyes not quite closed, he sighs again, wondering if he'd be allowed to reach out and touch Jade, too. He doesn't try anything, but considering how he presses back into Jade's chest, it must be painfully obvious he's ... well, trying to cuddle, as embarrassing as it is.

Be honest, that's an order. Isn't it? "No. If you need me to spread my legs again, I will do it, but I -- I think maybe I should learn to be better first?" He's trying his best to make himself sound willing for whatever Jade decides in the end. He fears the uncertainty in his voice will give him away: if he has to endure this kind of thing again too soon, he's afraid he'll freak out, that his body isn't going to be able to take it after all.

"I don't know anything about this." He lowers his head, hugging himself. "I don't know any rules or, or customs and stuff. It's pretty obvious, right? And that sucks for you, I guess."