In the seconds after Jade pulls free, come puddles between his legs. He looks down, but doesn't react otherwise. His legs feel wet. The air touching him is cold in conjunction, his hole still open.

Eichel sits back after Jade pulls away, smile firmly in place. "What now? I thought I'd leave that to you." He reaches past Jade to touch Heine's leg, grasping his ankle and pulling so that he's laid out with his legs unbent.

"What do you want from him? More?" He grazes his teeth over the curve of Jade's ear. "Come and have some tea." They can leave Heine here. It isn't as if he'll mind.