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Getting Shinjirou to open up is an important step, but Jade is as nonchalant as ever when he nods thoughtfully. "Alright. Then let's find something suitable."

This time, he immediately reaches for the biggest one they have on display. It's smooth and sturdy in his hands, and he has to wonder if they can get it into Shinjirou and keep it inside him for any length of time. "This one, perhaps? We can get something a little smaller as well, if you're planning to work up to it."

Rubbing his arms, he takes a look at Jade's choice. The toy is massive, definitely much larger than anything he's had inside before. He nods slowly, reaching out to take the plug out of Jade's hands. It isn't as heavy as he thought it would be, but holding it himself, he realizes that its size is nothing to underestimate -- and that he really wants to try it anyway.

"Uh-hu, I, uhm, think that's a good idea, probably." He can no longer look Jade in the eye, his face so hot he wonders if he looks like a boiled lobster. "And do I get to pick that, too?"

There's more plugs, of course, and maybe the obvious answer is the right answer here as well. Nothing has been all that obvious when it comes to Jade so far, though. Shinjirou glances at the dildos, enough of them also rather big ... and some are shaped in a way that looks more like they're just for decoration rather than for shoving it up one hole or another. Others just look like a regular dick. They're almost boring in comparison.

Shinjirou looks very red, all of a sudden. Jade wonders if it's because he's holding the toy, feeling just how big it is; it certainly isn't something Jade would be able to use on himself.

"You can pick anything you like," he confirms, looking straight at him with a pleasant smile. There are some things Jade is interested in, but he can just buy them in addition to what Shinjirou picks. There's no reason to restrict Shinjirou's freedom in this area. "As much as you like too. Provided it's a reasonable amount, of course."

"Okay." Remembering the jittery slaves he'd spent a few days with, he doubts they'd have been able to pick anything without having a minor or major meltdown. He's not against Jade spending money on him, technically -- men have paid him before and this isn't all that different -- but he doesn't need anything and he's not going to pretend otherwise just to get a rise out of Jade.

He puts the plug back into Jade's hands with a quick glance up. Yeah, he's not surprised to find Jade smiling. With a bit of effort he manages not to wipe his hands off on his pants, the sensation of holding something that's going to be inside of him sooner rather than later lingering on his fingertips.

Strolling towards the more colorful selection of dildos, he eventually takes one that isn't insanely huge, but would for most people still be a difficult, if not impossible fit. Crimson and ribbed, it looks more like a toy than its skin-colored brothers. Without taking the time to check for Jade's reaction, figuring that it'll be amusement again, he shoves the dildo into Jade's arms. "There."

Shinjirou is entirely correct - Jade is smiling, though it's rare for him not to. He takes it without comment, stacking it on top of a box that hadn't been there before. While Shinjirou had been busy making his choice, Jade had done a little shopping of his own; the dildo he had settled on is long and slightly curved, made from clear glass inset with deep crimson whorls.

"Is that all?" He asks, taking in Shinjirou's downcast eyes and the flush that still stains his cheeks. Seeing people squirm is always entertaining, doubly so when it's someone he knows.

While he raises an eyebrow at the box that has appeared out of seemingly nowhere, he doesn't attempt to peek inside. If there's more than what he picked himself inside, he figures he'll get to see and feel that anyway later.

Nodding, he turns away. "Yeah. I mean ... you already have some other stuff, right?" And he honestly doesn't know what kind of reaction he'll have to those basics. He wasn't lying when he said that no one ever used toys on him; he can only imagine what some are even for, whether he'll like vibrating toys or just find it awkward. Wondering about that definitely makes him feel awkward and his shuffling feet are sadly proof of that.

"Can we go now?"

"Already?" He glances at the store around them, slow and deliberate, pretending to be unaware of Shinjirou's desire to be gone. "We haven't seen everything yet."

It's true; there are still plenty of sections they could look through. The store is a large one, well-stocked with high quality items. It's why Jade had chosen to come - well, that and because it's run by one of his associates. Shinjirou's training is more of a distraction than Jade had originally thought it would be, which makes it all the more important for him to continue currying favour with his contacts however he can.

Rolling his eyes, he looks over his shoulder at Jade. "Fine, let's look at everything and then leave." Just running through the store won't do for Jade, he knows. Being here still isn't as much of a nightmare as having Jade drag him through the city where everyone can see them and so he's more willing to accept his defeat quickly.

He moves forward, looking left and right, at times poking one of the toys. Some are shaped so oddly he really can't tell what you'd do with them, others so small he wonders how you'd make sure not to lose them. While curious, he hesitates and doesn't try to switch on any of the vibrators.

Especially those leave an impression that's not just to do with embarrassment. He points at a price tag and taps it. "Didn't know sex toys could be that expensive."

It's interesting, the way that Shinjirou so willingly digs his own holes. Jade would have been happy to leave if Shinjirou insisted on it. But he didn't, and Jade isn't about to let him know about the missed opportunity. It's probably for the better that Shinjirou takes even little comments as orders anyway.

He follows after Shinjirou at a sedate pace, noting where his eyes linger and doing some looking of his own - he's always been curious about some of the more heavily-textured toys, and the ones that resembled animal anatomy more than they did humans. Up ahead, he can see other things: ropes and chains, braided leather and gleaming buckles. Strangely, he feels no real urge to explore there.

At the comment, Jade glances down briefly at the price tag. It seems quite typical, to him, and he shrugs slightly. "I suppose they're less expensive than constantly buying sex." Taking a step closer, his elbow brushes lightly against Shinjirou. "Let's hope they're worth it."

"Yeah, I dunno. There's always kids that will give you sex in exchange for a sandwich and a bottle of water." Or for free, in his case, not that he says that out loud. The touch catches him off-guard and he glances up, making the mistake to look Jade straight in the eye. He can feel the color creeping back up his neck to settle on his cheeks. "Uh, yes, let's."

The reality of actually using the toys seems less far away when Jade puts it like that. Buying stuff means you're going to use it. At least Jade really doesn't appear like the type of person who throws money out the window just for shits and giggles.

Clearing his throat, he straightens and raises his chin. "When are you going to test them?" Well, he's going to be the one testing them, mostly, but he doesn't expect Jade to let him do that in private. Not that Shinjirou wants that; he wants Jade to look at him trying to stretch himself past what he thinks he's capable of.

Shinjirou's attempt at looking confident would be much more believable if he hadn't been blushing two seconds ago. As it is, Jade only continues to smile, before tapping at his chin and feigning a thoughtful look.

"I suppose we'll see." It's definitely not going to be tonight, though, not with how sore Shinjirou must be from yesterday. He might enjoy the soreness, but Jade would rather give him a night or two to recuperate. "Are you that eager to get started?"

Of course he is; it's more of a rhetorical question than anything.

"Shut up." It's not a no and he doesn't elaborate either. Yes, he's curious, but Jade must know that anyway. He's not going to make him smirk by proving him right. Instead he quickly leads the way through the rest of the shop, no longer taking the time to investigate when something looks interesting to him.

When they finally arrive at the counter, he feels oddly tired. The night before, now this little adventure and learning that Jade knows more than he lets on ... there'll be dinner to prepare, at the very least, but maybe he can take a short nap on their way home. He's drained and he'll need a bit more energy for the rest of the day.

Taking a step back, he hides behind Jade, looking down. He doesn't want to talk to the cashier, that's for sure.

Jade pays without comment - the total comes out higher than all their other purchases put together - and in a few minutes they're back in the car, heading home this time. He lets Shinjirou be for the most part. It's only after they get back to the house, unload the purchases and step over the threshold that Jade finally turns to look at Shinjirou again, an expectant light in his eyes.

To his own surprise, he's managed to fall asleep in the car, just for a few minutes. Dizzily following Jade back into the house, he yawns just when Jade turns around to look at him. He stops, mid-movement, then lowers his gaze. "What?"

The question isn't really meant to get an answer. He pulls the tie off and undresses, layer by layer, until the only part that isn't bare is the line around his neck where the collar clings to his throat. "I'll do the laundry now, I guess." Again, he doesn't wait for an answer and takes a step towards the bathroom.

Irvin bounds up to them before Jade can reply, his tail wagging furiously as he barks and circles around them, pressing against their legs and licking at any exposed skin he can find. Jade scratches him behind the ears, but the dog seems to prefer staying close to Shinjirou.

"I might take Irvin for a walk while you're doing your chores." There's no reason to force Shinjirou outside. He's unsettled him enough today.

Irvin's happy to see them and at first, Shinjirou feels the same. He bends down to say hi, but the moment Irvin's fur runs over his bare leg, he jumps and instinctively distances himself from the dog. The memory of having that very same fur brush all over his back and ass and thighs is like a slap in the face after spending a few hours surrounded by completely normal, innocent people.

He takes a deep breath, pressing the folded-up clothes against his chest. "Yeah, sure. Whatever. Anything you want for dinner?"

Seeing Shinjirou's reaction, Jade felt certain that taking Irvin out is the best course of action. Hopefully Shinjirou would be more acclimatized to the situation again once they return.

"Something with chicken," he replies, happy to leave the specifics to Shinjirou. He's an excellent cook.

With that out of the way, Jade doesn't delay in grabbing Irvin's leash and clipping it to his collar. The dog had calmed down by then, allowing Jade to attach the lead with minimal fuss. "I'll be back in an hour or so. There's a bookshop on the way. Would you like something?"

Shinjirou should have more free time from now on; Jade needs something to keep him busy.

"Haven't you already spent enough money on me today?" Eyes narrowed, he watches Jade and Irvin with a strange sort of envy. For Jade and Irvin, nothing has changed. Petting the dog is no different than twenty-four hours before, apparently.

He leans back against the wall, sighing. "Nothing grimdark. Already got that covered." Why would he need to read a crime novel if he's currently living in one -- just that he doesn't think his story will conclude in the same way a novel or movie would. "Something really boring."

Biting his lip, he looks up. "Can I take a shower while you're gone?" Technically, he could do it anyway without Jade ever noticing. Hell, he could do it even if Jade says no. The urge to ask for permission makes him clench his fists, but now it's too late to take it back.

To say he enjoys spending money would be a stretch, but it's not something he minds either. He wants to make Shinjirou comfortable (clothing aside), and make his transition into his new life go as smoothly as possible. Shinjirou doesn't really give him a chance to reply though, but Jade doesn't mind.

Especially with the question he asks, and the way he immediately clenches his hands afterwards.

"I don't mind." He doesn't smirk this time. Straightening, he tugs lightly at the leash, and Irvin turns obediently. "I'll see you in a little while."

The chores give him something to take his mind off everything else. Taking a shower isn't as great as he thought it would be; the calming splatter of hot water on his skin just gives him the opportunity to remember and try to examine what happened, what he's done. Rinsing the shampoo out of his hair thoroughly, he tries to knead the unwelcome thoughts out of his skull.

It sort of works -- and when the memory of Jade on his knees in front of him returns, he even manages not to let himself get aroused too much, spraying cold water into his face before stepping out of the shower.

Afterwards, he gets busy again. Vacuuming the living room and bedroom, cleaning the kitchen, chopping vegetables for dinner. He easily finds things to do. Just looking closer reveals dust in spots he thought he'd already taken care of and he goes over them twice or even three times until he's satisfied with the result. And by the time the slices of chicken sizzle in the frying pan, he's fallen back into a state of complacency.

It's around then that Jade returns, Irvin panting happily beside him and a book under one arm. It was the most boring one he could "find": a classical novel he had picked randomly off the shelf.

A quick inspection shows that the house had been cleaned (although it had already been clean this morning), and the aroma of frying chicken tells him that Shinjirou is most likely in the kitchen. He unclips the leash from Irvin's collar and hangs it up. To his surprise, the dog stays with him, following at his heels as he goes to find Shinjirou.

"You've been busy," he comments once he sees him. He holds up the book. "Is this alright?"

"Sure." The title of the book sounds an invitation for an hour-long nap. It's pretty much perfect. Without trying to read the back and see what exactly it's about, he offers Jade a spoonful of tonight's dinner, blowing the rising steam off.

"Here." He holds the spoon up to Jade's lips once he's certain no tongues will be burned. When Irvin rubs against his legs, tail slapping his thighs, he glances down. "No, Irvin, that's not for you. Go to your bowl."

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The "no" makes Irvin whine sadly, dropping down to his haunches and looking up at Shinjirou. Jade tucks the book back under his arm, leaning forward to sample the food. As expected, it's delicious, and Jade doesn't bother pretending otherwise.

"I can see why Irvin wants some." The dog still looks hopeful, his tail wagging slowly. Mostly, Jade is pleased that things seemed to have settled down. "I'll leave you two to it. Bring it to my study when you're done; I have work to catch up on."

Smiling at Jade's approval, he puts the spoon away and returns to the stove. It's good to have at least one job that he can do well and be comfortable with the entire time, too. Cooking doesn't embarrass him or make him sore and walk awkwardly for the next few hours. And he can see that Jade really likes his food. It's a big plus.

"I thought I wasn't supposed to go in there?" He would like to know what Jade's doing for a living, to be honest. Jade's definitely not poor and Shinjirou wouldn't care if it were something illegal -- but he's not sure that's the case. In the end, it doesn't matter, not in his position.

"Anyway, won't take long. I'll bring it to you. Sake or tea?"

"Not when you're alone," Jade confirms. "But if I'm here, I don't mind. I don't keep anything important out in the open anyway."

And the things that are important Shinjirou won't be able to understand anyway. He's not really concerned about the possibility that Shinjirou might pry. What could he do even if he finds something he shouldn't?

"And tea will be fine. Thank you."