[Well, fuck if that admission doesn't send a jolt of triumphant arousal straight to his dick, but he's feeling an extra bit mean so he makes sure to tongue at Adrian's clit a few more times before letting himself sink back into the pillows, panting but looking utterly self-satisfied.]
Fuck, you're all red...
[That's right, he drank from his leg earlier, didn't he. He's got the blood to blush with, now, and Jotaro loves it.
He closes his eyes, feeling a warm and breathless mess — his hair a catastrophe after how Adrian's been petting him, his lips wet, his cheeks flushed, and still wrapped around his throat, that heavy collar that's so soft on the inside and so severe to look at.]
Adrian...you're so good, holy shit.
[He has to take a minute, before he can get his eyes open halfway, equal parts aching and content all at once.]
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Fuck, you're all red...
[That's right, he drank from his leg earlier, didn't he. He's got the blood to blush with, now, and Jotaro loves it.
He closes his eyes, feeling a warm and breathless mess — his hair a catastrophe after how Adrian's been petting him, his lips wet, his cheeks flushed, and still wrapped around his throat, that heavy collar that's so soft on the inside and so severe to look at.]
Adrian...you're so good, holy shit.
[He has to take a minute, before he can get his eyes open halfway, equal parts aching and content all at once.]
But...I wanna come...