He muffles another noise into the bedsheets when he feels a sudden shift, Professor Eichel still inside him, but on top of him now as well, his solid weight pressing down on Jade's smaller frame.

This is how it should be. He's biting at the sheets now, rumpling them as his fingers claw at the fabric, needing some release for the pleasure that floods through his whole body, setting his nerves alight. Being used properly is satisfying like nothing else is; his cock is hard and aching between his legs, and it feels like it's growing harder still, with each thrust that jostles him forward despite his best attempts to meet Professor Eichel's thrusts, so he can be bred properly.