He lifts his hips as Jiang's finger slides in. It's not enough but it still feels good. "Always beg for you," he breathes as he tries to fuck himself.
Proko wet his lips and he can feel the heat in his face. He can't lie to Jiang anymore. "When I was high," he murmurs, thinking of the way he begged bent over the railing outside. He remembers begging at the substance party.
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Date: 2017-06-30 07:48 am (UTC)Proko wet his lips and he can feel the heat in his face. He can't lie to Jiang anymore. "When I was high," he murmurs, thinking of the way he begged bent over the railing outside. He remembers begging at the substance party.