"I am," Jiang agrees, pinching Proko again, tickling up his sides. He loves Proko any way he can get him, and especially when he can make Proko feel good too.

He kisses him. He can't afford a demerit this early in his career at the academy and they both know it. He kisses Proko slow and deep and shifts him a little bit so he can rub against him filthily.

"We've got time," he murmurs against Proko's mouth. "We've got a little while. And I'm not on complete lock down."