[Receiving no reaction from the Joestar is worse than any negative reaction his mind tortured him with, the what-ifs, and for a moment his chest tightens, his throat stings, and instead of lavishing that bead of sweat that rolls down his chin with his tongue like he almost ducks his head to do so, Caesar almost pulls away, gives an unhinged laugh he'd never feel from the numbness in his bones, punches Jojo playfully, and spends the rest of the afternoon berating himself for being wrong, this god damn time. Another trick--?
But to his utter delight, suddenly Jojo's lips are mere inches from his, their breaths mingle as one, scorching hot but welcoming, wafting against his face, his heart jumps from his spleen to his throat. Joseph says the magic words; Caesar can't tell if its unbridled frustration or joy or fear that's trying to burst and claw itself out of his chest. All he knows is that his fingers tighten at Jojo's waist, like they belonged there, his fingers find purchase in soft locks of brown hair, the gap between them closes, slowly, as he huskily murmurs--]
This...morsel...right...here. [His eyes flutter shut as he crushes his lips to Joseph's. Fucking finally. Angels sing, his lips tingle, Hallelujah]
I want that length in my mouth- I mean
But to his utter delight, suddenly Jojo's lips are mere inches from his, their breaths mingle as one, scorching hot but welcoming, wafting against his face, his heart jumps from his spleen to his throat. Joseph says the magic words; Caesar can't tell if its unbridled frustration or joy or fear that's trying to burst and claw itself out of his chest. All he knows is that his fingers tighten at Jojo's waist, like they belonged there, his fingers find purchase in soft locks of brown hair, the gap between them closes, slowly, as he huskily murmurs--]
This...morsel...right...here. [His eyes flutter shut as he crushes his lips to Joseph's. Fucking finally. Angels sing, his lips tingle, Hallelujah]