[Desperate, needy moans at pressed up into Jotaro's mouth during the kiss. Then, Star changes things, fingers spreading out and his mouth covering his length, sucking on him.
It's so much, so much and better than anything he could do to himself. Throwing his head back, Adrian cries out, tears rolling down his face as he comes, bucking up toward Star's mouth eagerly and without restraint, knowing he doesn't have to worry about harming Star.]
Good... [His claws pet down Star's beautiful starlight hair.] Star, you're so good.
[He can feel it, just vaguely, through the connection he and his Stand share — phantom sensations of what Star is experiencing, nebulous pressure on his mouth and warmth on his skin. And yet, Adrian can be as rough as he needs to be without fear of causing damage, and as he watches Adrian's little claws weave through Star's waving hair, it occurs to him that maybe this is something that Adrian has needed for a long longer than he's ever let on.]
Let him wear you out.
[He brushes some of Adrian's mussed hair back and away from his face, stroking it gently and cradling his head while Star sucks him straight through his climax and continues even afterward, determined to live up to the command of his master and coax another out of Adrian.]
We've got you. He's got you, I swear, it's okay...
[Star doesn't stop. Just as Adrian finishes coming, the suction continues, dragging him through the pleasure. It builds so quickly again that he can barely keep up. Turning his head, he leans into Jotaro's hold, unable to help but whine.]
Jojo...
[He paws at him for a moment until he finds Jotaro's hand, squeezing it, looking at him adoringly before his eyes shut again, captured by the building pressure. It's so quick that most people would probably be embarrassed, but Adrian honestly can't give a shit about that. His heat makes everything more sensitive than usual anyway.
Legs squeeze around Star and Adrian shudders into his next climax, rocking down against his fingers and chasing after the heat of his mouth.]
[Unable to help himself, he brings their entwined hands up to his mouth, brushing a kiss against Adrian's knuckles. When Adrian looks at him like that, with those eyes and that wonder, it makes him ache to be looked at like that forever.
But it's tenderness intermingled with Star's diligent efforts to milk every last drop of Adrian's second orgasm out of him, and at an idle thought from Jotaro, Star pulls off of Adrian slowly and with a filthy pop of suction as his lips come free.
(His tongue feels thick, Jotaro discovers a moment later. There's no taste, not even really any definite feeling, exactly, but that prickle of phantom sensation is still there regardless.)
He flicks a glance at his Stand, and isn't altogether surprised to find that Star is grinning, waiting for make sure he's being watched before he swallows emphatically. So yeah, Adrian really must be right about him being an incorrigible bastard, because just look: the manifestation of his soul is, too.]
That helped a little, huh?
[He keeps his hands on Adrian — a thumb running over his mouth, his palm rubbing small possessive circles against his pelvis.]
Want to curl up in my lap? Or he can get you off again. Just look at Star, Adrian, he can't get enough of you.
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It's so much, so much and better than anything he could do to himself. Throwing his head back, Adrian cries out, tears rolling down his face as he comes, bucking up toward Star's mouth eagerly and without restraint, knowing he doesn't have to worry about harming Star.]
Good... [His claws pet down Star's beautiful starlight hair.] Star, you're so good.
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Let him wear you out.
[He brushes some of Adrian's mussed hair back and away from his face, stroking it gently and cradling his head while Star sucks him straight through his climax and continues even afterward, determined to live up to the command of his master and coax another out of Adrian.]
We've got you. He's got you, I swear, it's okay...
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Jojo...
[He paws at him for a moment until he finds Jotaro's hand, squeezing it, looking at him adoringly before his eyes shut again, captured by the building pressure. It's so quick that most people would probably be embarrassed, but Adrian honestly can't give a shit about that. His heat makes everything more sensitive than usual anyway.
Legs squeeze around Star and Adrian shudders into his next climax, rocking down against his fingers and chasing after the heat of his mouth.]
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But it's tenderness intermingled with Star's diligent efforts to milk every last drop of Adrian's second orgasm out of him, and at an idle thought from Jotaro, Star pulls off of Adrian slowly and with a filthy pop of suction as his lips come free.
(His tongue feels thick, Jotaro discovers a moment later. There's no taste, not even really any definite feeling, exactly, but that prickle of phantom sensation is still there regardless.)
He flicks a glance at his Stand, and isn't altogether surprised to find that Star is grinning, waiting for make sure he's being watched before he swallows emphatically. So yeah, Adrian really must be right about him being an incorrigible bastard, because just look: the manifestation of his soul is, too.]
That helped a little, huh?
[He keeps his hands on Adrian — a thumb running over his mouth, his palm rubbing small possessive circles against his pelvis.]
Want to curl up in my lap? Or he can get you off again. Just look at Star, Adrian, he can't get enough of you.