battletendencies: (im about to rock ur warudo)
battletendencies ([personal profile] battletendencies) wrote in [community profile] kyouyasangels_inc2013-05-31 01:36 am

get ready for a wild ride yo

[ It was a short and breezy ride from his place to his destination, his second favorite kind. The dying gurgle of the engine as he turned the key was enough of a sign that he should probably start checking the oil, but who has the time, right? He was about to get his hands dirty, dive deep to a road of no return but all that was good because he was going to show HIM a trick or two. You see JoJo wasn't much dedicated to anything, but if one thing made him feel accomplished was the expression on Caesar's face when he excelled at something he wasn't expected to be good at. All in all, it was a pretty decent arrangement. He was determined to win him ove-- I MEAN to get him! to SHOW him what a true fucking gentleman was! His douchebag smile was wide this time, beaming. A few steps and he was in front of the glass doors of one of those expensive as fuck hotels Caesar would usually spend his free time in. CHE, what a pretentious asshole! But that wouldn't last for long, no Signore!

He went in and with one quick look he'd check out the receptionist, wondered if Caesar had banged her yet because she was okay looking, not Suzie Q good looking but average italian broad with expensive heels and freshly manicured hands good looking, he figured he might have but then again maybe 'okay looking' wasn't nearly enough for that dick to play his game, good thing Joseph was probably the most attractive man in Western Europe.

BACKONTRACK-- He had to get pass her to make his move, because he had one and it was GOOD. When he was on his way over he spotted a small flower shop and he bit his lip at the thought of Caesar's reaction when he surprised him with a modest but beautiful bouquet, he could barely surpress the shit eating grin that was forming on his face. So with a little help of his old friend hamon (THANK YOU, GRANDAD JONATHAN) he managed to move a large vase that was being used as a centerpiece just by touching the table's smooth wooden surface , a few seconds and the thing would just drop to the ground and create enough of a diversion for him to make his way into the elevator. Just as he suspected in a second or two the receptionist let out a loud gasp and by that time he was already pressing number five.

As the numbers lit up one by one he started to feel a bit anxious... maybe even doubtful? Of what? you may ask well he was looking at the big picture. And even though his competitive nature and his boldness may have drove him into this he was still thinking about what normal people thought before this sort of life events. 'Is this the right jacket? does my ass look big? what if he hates the way my shirt clings shamelessly to my pecs?' at the last one he laughed because NO WAY JOSE, that just wouldn't happen- then the doors opened and he was pretty much stepping into the twilight zone. His palms were getting a sweaty and his steps became slower and slower until he was there.

Well this is it, he thought, this is how life ends, this is what happens when you die, there's a big, ridiculously ornamented door (it had a painting of a siren, for fuck's sake) and there's no way to know what lies ahead, unless you power through and bust it open. Or in this case gently knocking three times would do.
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colpo: (smh)

your dong is telling you yes ;)

[personal profile] colpo 2013-06-18 02:14 am (UTC)(link)
[Maybe it was just his imagination, then, Jojo's distress. Caesar rolled his eyes and snorted, releasing his hold on Jojo's arm with some reluctance he'll never admit to. He could admit he marveled at the other man's strength, okay, he could admire it. That's all. And here he was worr- er, concerned about that idiot for nothing! Clearly indicated in the not so amused tone he takes up with the Joestar. If he wasn't such an elegant and in control person his blood would be boiling a little] You sure make it hard to forget how shitty your sense of taste is. Clearly you've no idea what a good sense of style is. Creepy, tch! You wouldn't know creepy if it hit you on the ass.

[He abruptly headed over to the little kitchenette, waving Jojo over, already making demands like a good boss, the other hand planted on his hip. He indicated a small picnic basket that would totally fit in the saddlebags, shut up] Here, carry this! This crap is just the stuff you wanted and I went through all the trouble to make, so if you'd rather starve and be all eager beaver, be my guest.
colpo: (as if)

as if you could stay away~

[personal profile] colpo 2013-07-20 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
[Caesar just barely restrains himself from rolling his eyes- at this rate his eyeballs are going to fall from his skull from Jojo's wearying antics. He knew the nosy shit- er, his dear bfff would inspect the picnic basket so he'd naturally done the honors of shielding the rest of the surprise with his trusty bubble.

But...as grumpy and antsy as the Joestar clearly was, not to mention impatient, Caesar knew the younger man was pleased by the preparations and that in turn pleased Caesar immensely. Great impression despite all the shit talk: In the bag! Why, he was damn near puffing up his feathers with pride, dammit.]


Romantic candles? Don't get ahead of yourself: that's not until the fifth date. You've no idea how to use those properly at this point. But you're right...class is in session starting now. [And with a wink and a grin, a feeling he couldn't identify making his chest grow warm, he turned on his heel, grabbed his keys, and headed for the door.]

Come along, Little Jojo.
colpo: (realization)

revving of my cootch intensifies

[personal profile] colpo 2013-07-21 07:27 am (UTC)(link)
[As they sashay past the front desk Caesar was pulled from his internal monologue of planning by the chuckling Joestar and, upon realizing he was laughing at some cute girl's misfortune, he reached over to pinch Jojo lightly on one of his big beefy arms. As punishment and definitely not to feel his warmth with his own fingers again, nope nope.
But laughter suits the light in those blue eyes, though-
It wasn't long before they were in front of the beast that would carry them to their destination and lovely afternoon. A small bead of sweat drips from Caesar's hairline to his ear and his stomach does a little lurch of anticipationanticianticifearfearanticipa- This beast sure is impressive, decked out with all the love and care Joseph clearly could give.]


Well ciao bella, [He purrs along with the engine. It's not that he's never been on a moped around the city before or anything but- this was a longer trip and with his best friend. This is decidedly different territory. To Jojo, his lip curls, unimpressed-] I'm certainly not going to let you ride off into the sunset with my lunch, idiota.

[He sends an unsure look at the machine again before slowly swinging his leg over and settling behind Jojo awkwardly, hands on his knees. He immediately notices how Jojo is a burning hot vice between his knees. God dammit, his heart sped up.] Where am I supposed to hold on? I'd rather save my insurance company the headache of dealing with you if we crash thanks to your wonderful vehicle etiquette.
colpo: (pic#)

you nailed it and Caesar- oh wait nvm about that last part better luck next time ;)

[personal profile] colpo 2013-07-22 08:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Caesar had a scathing retort loaded on the tip of his tongue but Joseph had already taken off with a little kick start, taking the blonde by surprise, and in his annoyance yet sheer joy out of 'debating' with the Joestar was forgotten in favor of wrapping his arms around Jojo's middle. He squeezed his knees tightly to Joseph's hips, his chin digging pointedly into the middle of that strong back he was so used to seeing.

He already had a hunkering feeling the asshole was going to pull a Total Dick Move and attempt to startle him, so he kept his eyes shut, bracing himself, but, the hum of the engine beneath them, coiling beneath his ass pleasantly and the soft breeze toying with his hair coaxed his eyes open to the wonderful sight of the cobblestone italian streets passing them by, the cloudless, open blue sky served as a beacon of welcoming.]


Bellisimo! If it's like this all the time it's no wonder you risk your shitty luck with vehicles for a sight like this....
colpo: (pathetic mortal you will never get as mu)

you think you can handle this ass, you ass?

[personal profile] colpo 2013-07-24 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
[As exhilarating as the whole experience was: the wind whistling past them, the world blurring, and the comforting, scorching hot line of Jojo's body against his, there was still that initial problem of Those Shitty Moments When Joseph Joestar Opens His Mouth. But, oh, how couldn't he be cocky when roaring down the streets like this? A genuine, serene laugh tumbling from his lips and forming the words-]

You shouldn't talk about yourself like that, Jojo! You're getting too big a head to call yourself a Don Juan this quickly. You're spot on with the mouthy part, though.

[Then it hit him. The unmistakable, heart igniting of adventure and fun, that scent: the sea. He squeezed squeezed Joseph tightly in sheer excitement and barely bit down the whoop of joy that threatened to slip past his lips.

They had arrived to their destination. Now the real fun, and the real challenge, would start. Anxiousness and anticipation battled for screentime inside him. Excitement won out, for now.]
colpo: (show me your teeth)

Barely, if you recall ;)

[personal profile] colpo 2013-07-25 08:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Snorting with brimming amusement, Caesar takes his sweet damn time climbing off the machine, bracing himself by Jojo's warm shoulders, and climbs to his feet. His entire body buzzed with the remaining vibrations from the engine, why yes, it was too hot all of a sudden and the quiet thrumming through his body was definitely pleasant. He could get used to that. Tugging his sunglasses from his pocket, he places them on and goes about retrieving their delicious lunch from the saddlebags.]

For your sake I sure hope so. In the incredibly rare even of a legitimate date, you'd offer to carry your intended miles across the piping hot sand. Remember that, little Jojo.

[He smirked. What a wonderful time to be alive and utterly annihilate your friend's ass once again. It sure was the kind of nice day for it. Basket in hand, he offers his other to Jojo.]

Shall we? If the journey is too much for you I have some drinks that'll replenish you in no time.
colpo: (covers face w hands)

I'd like to see you try (no really, I would)

[personal profile] colpo 2013-07-26 05:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Some of Jojo's posing and preening words are lost in the moment Caesar takes a gander at their spot. It isn't just gorgeous, it's completely magnificent. He thought he'd found all the tasty little spots to bring a cute date to but this slotted neatly at the top of the list, moreso because of who picked it out. He knew no matter what happened though, he'd never bring anyone here. He'll also never admit it but from now on he's deemed this their spot. His and Jojo's.

For some reason, the thought makes his chest feel like it's about to burst, his heart thundering against his rib cage like a fluttering bird, or, butterflies. How strange. He squeezes Jojo's hand in his and turns to him, unable to extinguish the beaming smile thrown his way-]


Jojo, I never in a million years could predict this coming from you, you ass! It's gorgeous. You do have a brain in there. I'm a little proud, it means there's hope to get some romance through that thick skull of yours. [But it's not defeat that sinks in his stomach it's something else laced with the thrill of the challenge. Something pure and true and strong. A true gentleman knows when he's beaten, and this persistent bastard knows he's still got tricks up his sleeve.

Al for the sake of education and not fucking up his friend, of course!]
Edited 2013-07-26 05:53 (UTC)
colpo: (show me your teeth)

ikr?! I HEAR YOUR HEAAARRRT BEAT TO THE BEAT OF THE COOOOOCK

[personal profile] colpo 2013-07-27 07:05 am (UTC)(link)
[Caesar's still distracted- between the electricity that had surged through their connected hands, far stronger and hotter than any ripple, the unintelligible feeling gathering in his chest and the scenery, he takes a moment to tear his gaze away from the waves and back to his date- er, friend. He smirks and bows shortly, hand to his fluttering heart. Electric green eyes peer at Jojo through golden lashes-]

Of course, loudmouth jester. I can't have you starve and enjoy this scenery all by my lonesome- well, I could. But it wouldn't be much fun without you. I am merciful.

[He reaches for the basket and starts setting things up, naming the items with pride brimming from his tone, not to mention the shark-like smirk on his face. The cat that had gotten the cream.] Squid Ink pasta, just like you demanded, your highness. Then some piping hot Focaccia bread, some garlic bread in case you bitch about trying something new like last time...some homemade Tiramisu, not even your stubborn ass could resist this...and finally- [At the very bottom of the basket he reveals the prize!]

A nice red wine to wash it all down. [He also makes a big to-do about getting napkins to wipe the drool he knows is coming as soon as the delicious smells of his home country assault his friend's nose. Caesar probably couldn't be any more giddy or any better at hiding at it at this moment.] Well? Dig in.
colpo: (jfc)

i had actually just eaten when you replied so, i feel u (GO EAT SOMETHING)

[personal profile] colpo 2013-07-28 08:04 am (UTC)(link)
[So Caesar was expecting one hell of a reaction, a bunch of grumbling and pandering and huffing and a shitty job of hiding his delight- but this took the cake. He gaped for a couple of seconds, eyes wide, before his mouth curved and brought forth a chuckle. Then a snort. He did reach out to lightly pinch Jojo on the skin of his hand, but it was just too damn funny, seeing a grown ass man like his friend fall to his knees like that.

....Fall to his knees....Something Stirred in the deep. Squashing that down, he plastered that usual arrogant smirk onto his face.]
I'm pleased to pieces that my performance exceeded your expectations, but next time if your honey makes you a meal, you should be a little slower. And if you're really that hungry, shovel a big portion when she isn't looking. Dumbass. Go ahead, I said. I won't be satisfied until you have a mouthful and say "God damn, Caesar, this is awesome!"

[While Jojo's drooling and inhaling the meal, Caesar goes ahead and pours the Joestar a heaping helping of wine, then pours himself a glass. He had the feeling they were going to need it. He deserved a reward for racking up so many points, right? Right~ He takes a sip and waits.]