[His touch isn't terribly skilled, but it's enough, at least for the moment.
The moment doesn't last long. Gino hiding his face is, to borrow one of Peony's phrases, adorable, but as the seconds tick past, Jade's desire to continue pushing him grows. Just how (in)experienced is Ginoza, he wonders?
Jade's hand slides down along Ginoza's side, fingers splayed out, applying pressure as he follows the long, long lines of his torso. He gives a light squeeze as he reaches his hip, then his hand is moving down and further back, coming to a stop right on his rear. One finger curls, gently inquisitive, rubbing against where his hole should be through the layers of his pants and underwear.]
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The moment doesn't last long. Gino hiding his face is, to borrow one of Peony's phrases, adorable, but as the seconds tick past, Jade's desire to continue pushing him grows. Just how (in)experienced is Ginoza, he wonders?
Jade's hand slides down along Ginoza's side, fingers splayed out, applying pressure as he follows the long, long lines of his torso. He gives a light squeeze as he reaches his hip, then his hand is moving down and further back, coming to a stop right on his rear. One finger curls, gently inquisitive, rubbing against where his hole should be through the layers of his pants and underwear.]