Getting on his hands and knees feels right. Being under Professor Eichel feels even more right, and Jade barely notices the light touch against his leaking cock, too busy thinking about being fucked and filled.

There's just the briefest of pauses before Professor Eichel thrusts into him, but that moment is enough to wind Jade up, and he's tense and trembling when he's finally filled. A quiet noise escapes him, half pleasure and half desperation, and he buries his face into the bedsheets to muffle any further noises. Professor Eichel's sent surrounds him in a dizzying haze, and he pushes his hips even further up, hoping to get more than this easy, measured pace.