Focus on Professor Rammsteiner instead. Focus on the feeling of sharp teeth and the almost ticklish swipe of his tongue, instead of the feeling of being stretched open further than he had thought possible. Even now, he can fit Professor Eichel forcing another finger into him. His muscles burn in protest.

Four fingers. That's four fingers inside him. But his hole remains stubbornly tight, clenching around the too-large intrusion - Jade can't even remember what it means to relax.

He bites at Professor Rammsteiner's shoulder, muffling a quiet noise. There's a strange, stinging sensation at his eyes; he can feel wetness dampening his cheeks.