[ The pain that shoots through him when he feels those small nicks against his length don't quite stop him, even with the logical thing would be to stop and assess the damage. He only pauses for a moment in surprise, which allows Jade to seek out the source of the blood without any struggle from the smaller man.

A soft whine noise escapes Lilia as Jade pulls back, a momentary pout visible on his face before the statement sinks in.

Right. Art. Right.

Lilia nods quickly, moving his hands down to Jade's shoulders. He pushes him, moving them to switch them, shoving Jade onto his back on the bed. Lilia positions himself between Jade's legs, his hands grabbing at the waistband of his pants. ]

We wouldn't want to get your clothes dirty now, would we? Let's get these off first. Then we can look over those pretty paints again~!