The hell did you think, this was all a big lead-up to "your present is my dick"?

[He hisses pleasantly, though, at the feeling of Adrian's hand running up the inside of his thigh, trying to hold still and not do something patently embarrassing like bucking his hips on reflex.

The object, once freed, proves to be a key; as Adrian frees it, Star reappears, tossing something small and square to Jotaro, which he catches one-handed.]

It's...to the front door. This front door. So you don't have to knock anymore. Because...there'll never be a time that I don't want you here with me.