[The only way to describe how the vibrator sounds is that it's wet, against him, and he feels himself dripping more, eager, sliding down his thighs and onto the towel he's laid for himself. He howls, not even upset that Jotaro took control, because it's just wonderful how he's being cared for right now, catered to.]
Hha-- Jotaro--
[There are practically tears in his eyes, his hips bucking against nothing, unsure of how to manage the sensation other than it's good. His eyes are a vibrant red, and his teeth click as he bites at the air before he's moaning against Jotaro's shoulder.]
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Hha-- Jotaro--
[There are practically tears in his eyes, his hips bucking against nothing, unsure of how to manage the sensation other than it's good. His eyes are a vibrant red, and his teeth click as he bites at the air before he's moaning against Jotaro's shoulder.]
Good, it's good.