Irvin may no longer bother him, but the way Jade examines him makes him feel even less like a human and more like an animal. Shinjirou can only imagine what he looks like down there. It doesn't feel very pretty and Jade's words certainly don't make him feel any better about it.

"I'm sorry."

He tries not to move into the touch, still desperate for relief, but his body reacts with a slight shiver anyway. Every inch of skin is too sensitive to any kind of contact; Jade's breath is enough to make him whine, his body trying to grasp for something to find itself completely empty, pushing more of Irvin's seed out.

"I'll make up for it ... somehow."