[Jojo's cock is hot and heavy in his hand as he strokes, agonizingly slowly from root to tip. Caesar's mouth waters and he swallows sharply, teeth raking over his lower lip with anticipation; he can already taste it, feel it's weight on his tongue--
and then Jojo opens his mouth and there's a five second silence, the mood is shaken, Caesar's free hand comes up to lightly cuff his friend (lover? shitshitfuckshit...) around the ears.] You're monologue-ing, mi stella.
[Then he laughs, he fucking laughs. It's a cozy belly laugh, jostling the tension and draping them in soppy sweetness just for a flash, little of his natural dickhole laugh beneath the edges, all joydesirefondness. But just as quickly as it bursts from his lips, his laughter is swallowed up by a choked gasp as his erection is freed from it's castle by none other than Knight in Shining Cockyness, Joseph Joestar. He hisses through gritted teeth, rolling experimentally into Jojo's hand, eyes fluttering shut.
Then Joseph opens that pretty mouth of his again, makes that sound, that sound he wants to drag from him again and again, raw and aching, and electric green eyes fly open, caught, mesmerized by the soft, rapt look on his friend's face. He brushes his thumb under Jojo's bottom lip and rasps.]
jesus fucking cHRIST
and then Jojo opens his mouth and there's a five second silence, the mood is shaken, Caesar's free hand comes up to lightly cuff his friend (lover? shitshitfuckshit...) around the ears.] You're monologue-ing, mi stella.
[Then he laughs, he fucking laughs. It's a cozy belly laugh, jostling the tension and draping them in soppy sweetness just for a flash, little of his natural dickhole laugh beneath the edges, all joydesirefondness. But just as quickly as it bursts from his lips, his laughter is swallowed up by a choked gasp as his erection is freed from it's castle by none other than Knight in Shining Cockyness, Joseph Joestar. He hisses through gritted teeth, rolling experimentally into Jojo's hand, eyes fluttering shut.
Then Joseph opens that pretty mouth of his again, makes that sound, that sound he wants to drag from him again and again, raw and aching, and electric green eyes fly open, caught, mesmerized by the soft, rapt look on his friend's face. He brushes his thumb under Jojo's bottom lip and rasps.]
This look makes me want to never let you go.