battletendencies: (miss america)
Posted by [personal profile] battletendencies
[ A single drop of sweat fell from his chin. After that Caesar fucking dared to push their foreheads together once again, not to mention the hand on his back that was giving him just the right amount of pressure-- oh god his breath smells really good fuck shit damn this fucking idiot- but he managed to keep his poker face on.

He wore that douche facade all too well for someone who was this close to getting a undesired hard on against his best friend's groin. There, he admitted it. But he was sure he could control it as long as he carefully and casually released his grip on Caesar and backed off a couple of inches.
The tricky part was that he didn't really want to move and that the slightest amount of friction would get his motor running, because he is no smooth operator. His palms were starting to sweat too, great timing Joestar. He didn't have to worry about a thing as long as he made his move in the right moment. But then...
]

I think there's another snack I could nibble on here and there.

[ To hell with this shit.

He did it, he felt that magnetic pull between them and brought his lips merely inches to Caesar's, screw it, and even though he'd wait for Caesar to react before proceeding, his mind was pretty much made up.
]

Really now? And what might that be?
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