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[supra_et_ultra]

There are a couple of weeks of freedom, after his summer tour is done but before classes begin, where Jiang feels free and alive. The tour was hard, to be out and away from Prokopenko and Kavinsky for so long, but he's back now, and Annapolis feels like home because it's where his heart lives.

As soon as he's stepped foot back on solid ground, he calls Proko. It's the middle of the day, and he's exhausted and feels like he hasn't showered in a year and a half, but it's probably closer to three days.

"Are you home?" he asks, as soon as the line picks up. "Can I come over? I've got a damn minute where I just get to be still and I want to do it in your bed."

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Proko arches toward Jiang, pushing against his hips after they tumble. His hand flies over he sheets, looking for the lube. He manages to find it and passes it back to Jiang.

"You love that, though. Don't say you don't, huh? You like it when you get to fuck me good, and everyone else on the channel sees it. Just in case they forget who's first in my life."

[supra_et_ultra]

Jiang takes the lube and slicks his finger, dribbling a little right onto Proko's ass too, because he wants this to be an easy slide. He wants to be able to get in as quickly and easily as he possibly can.

"I do like being first and letting everybody know about it," Jiang says. He presses a finger in very slowly, teasing and a little desperate. "I like leaving you wrecked."

[favoriteforgery]

"Fuck," he sighs, arching as Jiang's finger slides in. Proko bites his lip and tries to rock back toward him. "We can film some stuff before go you back. Show everyone what you can do when you're rested."

Proko just grins and tries to reach back, tries to coax another finger.

[supra_et_ultra]

Jiang does as Proko wants, though he goes slowly on easing in the second finger. Even with the lube, he doesn't want to hurt him, and he wants it to feel good. He wants to make Proko feel good, because it's no fun if he hurts him in a way that doesn't feel good in the end.

He kisses at his neck, his shoulder, scraping his teeth just a little bit.

[favoriteforgery]

Proko sighs, arching a little as Jiang stretches him. "You feel so fucking good, man. All I thought about while you were gone was this. Doing nothing for six weeks but fucking and being-- being domestic."

He laughs, just a little strained, and he twists to try to get a kiss.

"Tell me you missed me."

[supra_et_ultra]

"God, baby, I missed you," Jiang breathes. He doesn't say you know or any of that shit. That's not the point. Of course Proko knows, but that's not the point. The point is that he does, he misses Proko every time they're apart, and he loves every moment they're together.

He kisses at him, slow and gentle, as he stretches him, a teasing slowness.

"We're gonna be fuckin' lazy, and domestic, and we're gonna put twelve months of fucking in six weeks," he promised. "This year's gonna be a little easier than last year. I'll get out a little bit more. I'll have my phone a little more. And I'll be here every second I can be. Every second you want me."