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He gets privileges so rarely, and when he does they're mostly supervised, so it isn't him who finds the video, it's one of the other guys. He walks into his dorm, exhausted, to a clutch of other boys, and one blurts out, "Hey, Jiang. Ain't this your bitch?"

It took him a second to figure out what he was looking at.

Next weekend, he gets a phone call. He's been sitting on it, waiting for the time, but he's got free time, and his phone, and Proko's number pulled up. He dials it, hand on the back of his neck, thinking about what to say and how to say it.

"Pick up," he mumbles to the ringer. "Pick up, pick up..."

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Proko tries to keep his eyes open, tries to stay even remotely focused so he can see Jiang's face when he comes. He can't help the euphoric look he gets when Jiang whips out to fucking come on him like that. His entire body shivers again, little shocks still racing through him, before he sinks back, struggling to catch his breath.

Jiang gets another twitch, though its rather fruitless, and then he breathes out a laugh. His arms shake a little bit. Three orgasms in less than an hour is the most action he's gotten in nearly two months, and he feels it, suddenly.

He manages to not collapse directly on top of Proko, but it's a near thing.

He wants none of that, though. He reaches for Jiang, pulling on his arms, his neck, whatever he can grab (which isn't much, because he can barely move his arms, never mind grip anything) to get Jiang closer to him.

"You broke," he quips, dazed and-- he laughs, face hot when the plug just sort of... slides out.

"Yeah, well," Jiang murmurs, sprawling half on top of Proko and pressing kisses all over his face. He reaches down and touches Proko's sopping thighs, up to his slick cunt and down to where the plug just slid out of him. "I'm pretty impressed with myself managing it as long as I did."

He makes a soft sound, almost a whimper, when Jiang's hand brushes over his cunt. He's finally reached the point of over-sensitivity and even that feels like too much. Every kiss is perfect, though.

"It was impressive," he assures softly, voice wrecked. Proko nuzzles tiredly against Jiang's jaw and he tries not to sound too emotional when he says, "I wish you could stay."

"I'll stay as long as I can," Jiang promises. He rearranges them gently, turning Proko onto his side and spooning right up behind him. He presses kisses across his shoulders. "I've got some time."

"You're gonna need a shower." He huffs a laugh as he tucks back against Jiang, feeling like he could just pass out. But he doesn't want to - he doesn't want to miss whatever time they have right now. It's gonna be a while before they can really do this again. He's impressed Jiang got out in the first place.

"Stop worrying about me," Jiang says, a certainty to his voice. He wraps his arm around Proko's waist and kisses his neck. "God, how are you still awake? I just fucked you so hard my hips ache, don't act like you're not exhausted."

"No," he pouts, both to the insistence that he stop worrying and the idea that he's exhausted.

He is, though.

"Fine, but... set an alarm or something. I'm gonna shower with you before you go, okay? And... I dunno. Walk you back to the gate. Whichever one is farthest away."

Jiang sits up, finds Proko's phone, and sets and alarm. His own is under lock and key with the Marine who let him past the gate, so he'll get it back when he gets back on the yard.

Once the alarm is set, Jiang puts it as far away as he can reach, and then lays back down.

"Shut up and go to sleep," he murmurs affectionately.

It doesn't take long. When Proko lets himself relax, he passes the hell out. It's been almost two months since he last got to share a bed with Jiang and it's true: he's exhausted.

When the alarm goes off it startles him awake and it takes him a minute to remember where he is. Proko gropes for the phone, whining a bit when he actually has to pull away to reach it.

The first rustle of the alarm had Jiang awake, but he's still reluctant to let Proko move away from him. He runs his fingers over his spine and admires him, how his hair has ruffled with sleep. He misses this, like an ache.

"C'mon," he murmurs, sitting up and kissing Proko's shoulder. "Shower time."

Proko turns toward him and nestles against Jiang's chest for a moment. "That's a lie," he mumbles, pouting a little. But he eventually pushes at Jiang. "Go get it started, I'm coming. Maybe. Not sure I can walk, motherfucker."

He grins though, because he doesn't regret a fucking thing.

Jiang kisses him, reluctant to get out of bed when Proko is right there. He manages. He gives Proko's thigh a gentle slap. He knows that Proko can walk, even if he will be a little bowlegged.

Teasingly, Jiang affects a wilting, desperate whine on his way out of the room as he says, "Oh, fuck me hard, Will. C'mon, fuck me harder...!"

Proko blushes hot and he grins hugely even as Jiang mocks him on the way to the bathroom. "Like you don't get hard just thinking about it!" he shoots back.

He eases out of bed and shuffles after Jiang, leaning on his back while he messes with the water. "Like you aren't gonna be thinking about my cunt for days, all by yourself."

"I don't need to hear you begging for it to think about how sexy you are all the time," Jiang protests with a laugh. It's the truth. Since that first time at the reservoir, finding things out and fumbling in the dark, Jiang's never really stopped thinking about Proko.

However he changes, however he wants to change, Jiang's there.

Proko just smiles against Jiang's shoulder and wraps him in a hug. "Miss you too, baby." He gives him a little nudge and follows him into the tub.

He ends up leaning against Jiang's chest. "You know I'm really proud of you, okay? And you're gonna kick ass this semester, even if everybody shits on you for being a freshman."

Jiang smiles and gets them both into the tub, holding Proko close. He kisses him, slow and deep. He loves him so much, and every drop of frustration that had been in him when he'd arrived is gone.

"So long as it's just for being a freshman, we shouldn't have a problem."

"Gonna come on the Yard to see you between classes and shit." He grins and leans up for another kiss. His fingers brush along Jiang's cheek, over his jaw. "I love you, okay? And you're gonna be amazing."

"The fastest kisses on the planet," Jiang assures. Once he knows his free periods, gets used to the schedule, it will be easier. For now, he doesn't want to make too many plans and possibly disappoint Proko.

"I love you too," he breathes, kissing him softly. "And I'm here, no matter what."

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