[The ease with which Jade uncaps the bottle and slicks up his fingers speaks of experience. He's barely paying attention to the task. His eyes are on Ginoza instead, roaming over his tense muscles and the slight frown that mars his features - he looks more like someone preparing himself to go into battle than someone enjoying himself.]
You're not nervous, are you? [Jade asks teasingly. Carefully, he slips his hand past the waistband of Ginoza's pants, down his underwear, grazing the tip of his fingers against his hole.]
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You're not nervous, are you? [Jade asks teasingly. Carefully, he slips his hand past the waistband of Ginoza's pants, down his underwear, grazing the tip of his fingers against his hole.]