[Jotaro's hands, albeit a bit rough, are delightfully warm and inviting. Adrian smiles, laying complacently where he is, concentrating on even just Jotaro's touches.

Then he chuckles and ducks his head.]

Making me desperate for relief, to put lightly? Ah, I hope you know, I'm terribly dry now.

[It is all very romantic. He shifts a bit closer and rubs his forehead against Jotaro's.]

I am quite relieved that there's nothing to interfere or influence us.