Jiang slaps Proko's ass and starts to move. It's easy, with how wet Proko is. It's easy to build up speed and force, to fuck into Proko and build back that memory of why they started screwing around in the first place.

Because he thought he couldn't get with Kavinsky, a mean part of him snarls in the back of his head. Jiang tries to ignore it. He braces a hand on Proko's shoulder and fucks into him harder.