[The relentless teasing continues. Every time Ginoza's hips arch away from his finger, Jade only presses closer, until he's all but pinning Ginoza against the bed and the rubbing motions become something more like short thrusts. He rocks against Ginoza's hand in time with the thrusts, idly wondering what it would feel like if Ginoza uses his other hand, the artificial one, supple leather glove and all.
Perhaps another time. He lets out a pleased noise at a particularly firm stroke, the friction jolting all the say up his spine. Ginoza looks completely immersed in his task - Jade takes one look at his frown and decides it's high time to disrupt his focus.]
There's lubricant in the nightstand, [he says quietly, a question and a challenge rolled up into one: Are you ready?]
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Perhaps another time. He lets out a pleased noise at a particularly firm stroke, the friction jolting all the say up his spine. Ginoza looks completely immersed in his task - Jade takes one look at his frown and decides it's high time to disrupt his focus.]
There's lubricant in the nightstand, [he says quietly, a question and a challenge rolled up into one: Are you ready?]