He isn't sure which is better: getting fucked when he's feeling needy or getting fucked after he's come. Prokopenko moaned, voice muffled behind his hand as Jiang fucked into him, the force of it making him rock a little.

Slowly he let his hand slide away, instead trying to grab Jiang's thigh, urging him on. "Fuck you feel so good," he whimpers, voice strained as he tries to stay quiet.