Yeah. Yeah, all right. I'm okay, yeah? The fucking around — we don't need a signal anymore, okay?

[Breathless, he closes his eyes and tries to rock his hips again, his fire-opal scales glistening with heat and the exertion.

A moment later, Star appears at the side of the bed, and he's barely even taken form before his large steady hand is wrapping around the back of Adrian's head, drawing him in for a messy kiss.

Quietly elated, Jotaro bites his lip against the phantom sensation, still watching through half-lidded eyes.]

...Hah. Guess he didn't feel like waiting...