"Shit, baby," Jiang sighs, a desperate noise as he watches Proko, as he feels it. He manages to fuck through it, hips rough and seeking his own pleasure. He doesn't bother asking where Proko wants him to come; that's still not this game.

He's behind him by just a minute or so, breath coming out in wanting shudders as he buries himself as deep as he can get and comes inside him.