Proko chokes on a moan when Jiang's hips push to meet his, getting him deep every time. All he can do is move and breathe, driven on by how good it feels every fucking time Jiang sinks in. He can feel the fabric of his uniform against the backs of his thighs and knowing that Jiang is almost fully dressed - in fucking uniform - just gets him hot.

"Don't stop," he pleads. "Wanna feel you come in me again, baby. Please, please--"