Jiang runs his lips and teeth over Proko's neck, his shoulder, and slicks up his fingers. He's desperate for it, but if Proko really hasn't gotten fucked before--and he can't imagine how, really, if Proko's into guys; he's sort of a gangly fucker, but aren't they all?--then Jiang's not going to rush getting him ready for it.

He eases the first finger in slowly. "Gotta be quiet, okay? Last thing we need is my dad coming up here."