Jiang smiles against Proko's skin. "Yeah, we'll see about that."

He wants Proko to be noisy. Wants to see what it's like for him to come apart. Maybe if he puts on some music or something, they can muffle out the noise of fucking around. But he also likes the idea of them having to keep quiet. It's a little bit thrilling.

Proko is easy and relaxed, weed and beer in his system, and Jiang eases in a second finger.