"Don't stop, don't stop," he pants, shoulders down as he rests his weight on his forearms. He doesn't think Jiang will stop, but fuck he can't shut up. He just--he just has to keep it down. He can do that.
Prokopenko bites his lip and grips the blankets beneath him.
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Date: 2017-02-24 04:10 am (UTC)Prokopenko bites his lip and grips the blankets beneath him.