The teeth graze along Akutagawa's lips in a way that stings, and for a moment, he's putty in Jade's hand. Despite having already reached climax, he feels himself growing hard again -- something that certainly wouldn't be possible without the effect of some sort of outside influence. Akutagawa is sure that he's right about the perfume. How inconvenient.

"We're done here." The words are said, but Akutagawa does not shove him off or make a move to move around him. Instead, he lingers in the same spot, expression blank and unreadable.

He has no reason to continue. They've met quota, and he'd been taken care of, so why...? Why did the aphrodisiac still have to have an affect on him? He wants to submit, wants to obey every order he's given, but he's far too stubborn to not at least try and fight it.