[For a moment, all Adrian can do is communicate with gasps and moans, letting Jotaro arrange him however he'd like. It feels so good to have his fingers inside finally, hates that he's waited this long, so grateful to have someone so patient for him.
He whines, pressing his mouth against Jotaro's, as if that'll somehow muffle the sound. It barely works, really.]
Yes. [Even if it's senseless, no other answer feels right.] I would, for you.
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He whines, pressing his mouth against Jotaro's, as if that'll somehow muffle the sound. It barely works, really.]
Yes. [Even if it's senseless, no other answer feels right.] I would, for you.