Professor Rammsteiner's fingers are slick, even he knows that much. It shouldn't be hard for him to thrust just two digits in and out of him. But any progress they're making feels agonizingly slow: all Jade is aware of is the way his muscles are protesting against the intrusion, twitching and clamping down around Professor Rammsteiner's fingers.

It feels good. His muscles are being stretched, and he likes the way Professor Rammsteiner keeps working him open, deeper and deeper each time. He's fully hard now, precome already beading at the tip of his cock.

Somewhere along the way, he had closed his eyes. Now, he finds his eyes opening again, only to be greeted with the sight of Professor Rammsteiner staring down at him with an intensity he had never seen before.

Is this what it feels like to be wanted? He bites back another quiet noise, hips rocking upwards, trying to meet the thrust of Professor Rammsteiner's fingers.

"Just - " He isn't ready, but he wants more. "Please."

He's not sure what he's asking for, aside from more, but Professor Rammsteiner has yet to lead him astray so far. Maybe this is one thing he can actually teach well.