[The smooth slide of his tongue makes Adrian shudder, his hips quivering, trying to mind himself, but he keeps watch of Jotaro.
Oh. It was one thing to watch his soft lips wrapped around his cock, but the little line of spit from lip to the tip makes him shiver visibly. No no, this would be his next painting if he did make something so lewd.]
Jojo...
[Adrian tilts his head, golden hair spilling over his shoulders and neck. He can manage to be patient, but he's still rocking his hips down to press against Jotaro's fingers, welcoming the spread.]
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Oh. It was one thing to watch his soft lips wrapped around his cock, but the little line of spit from lip to the tip makes him shiver visibly. No no, this would be his next painting if he did make something so lewd.]
Jojo...
[Adrian tilts his head, golden hair spilling over his shoulders and neck. He can manage to be patient, but he's still rocking his hips down to press against Jotaro's fingers, welcoming the spread.]
Soon, please.