Proko wonders if he should try to be quiet, but he can't. He moans loudly when Jiang shoves into him. He almost crumples against the seat, barely able to keep himself up. It feels so fucking good. He's impatient, though, and he tries to start riding Jiang's cock, obscene and desperate.

He's still talking but it's all in loose, rambling Ukrainian now. He can't even think in English.