[He always gets a little stupid after Adrian drinks from him; this is no exception. All of a sudden he's acutely conscious of the fingers in his hair, the arm supporting him. If he had less pride, he might just give in to the temptation and swoon like a bodice ripper heroine, but — well, he's got to have some standards, and besides, Adrian is off and working again.
His other glove slides off, and this time the ink isn't in the form of letters, but rather a small, precise drawing. A bit of art for flavor and variety, a stylized bat with a heart drawn around it.]
Aw. No prize that time. Still, you've got a lot more to go...
True. And I also would not enjoy it so if it was not you.
[Honestly, Adrian isn't certain what he was expecting, but certainly not an adorable little drawing of a bat. Adrian has to cover his mouth as he laughs, then nuzzles into Jotaro's neck fiercely.]
Cute. I suppose I'll just keep going.
[With the cravat done, he decides to take his time about unbuttoning the waistcoat, gently opening it. It's tempting to just rip off Jotaro's clothing -- he could -- but he looks so fine that he prefers to just delicately open his wonderful present.
Vest done, he tends to his shirt, kissing down his neck and to his collarbone as he goes.]
[It shouldn't come as such a pleasure, realizing that, but it does. Adrian is laughing, touching him, enjoying himself. It's working, this ridiculous plan he's been scheming for weeks — it's actually going off exactly the way he'd hoped.
And fuck if he's not getting something out of it too, himself, what with Adrian being so methodical and so careful, savoring him the whole way as fabric loosens and buttons come undone.
Up above his right collarbone, Adrian finds another reward: A KISS ON THE MOUTH; just above his navel, another comes into view: A KISS ON THE HIP.]
Ha...nice to be able to breathe again. All that shit was so tight...
Mmm. Well, you already knew one thing you were getting. I had to make sure there was some surprise.
[He grins slightly, not bothering to hide the way Adrian makes him shiver when he leans in close. But before he moves, he gingerly raises his fingertips to the bite on his neck, feeling at it just to draw that much more attention to it.]
Claimed me, huh. Good.
[But nothing says that he has to deliver his rewards in the order they were found, of course, so he takes that as his opportunity to slowly sink down onto his knees, never breaking eye contact with Adrian until he's comfortably down.
Then, moving with lazy deliberateness, he leans forward and wraps a parted-lips kiss against the jut of Adrian's hipbone, mouthing at it through the fabric of his pants.]
[Just to be a brat, he lingers a little longer and nuzzles affectionately against Adrian's hip before getting his feet under him and rising back up to chase his act with a kiss on the mouth.]
Oh, trust me. I'm looking forward to doing this to you right back.
[He grins, pressing their foreheads lightly together.]
[He can't help but lick his lips, feeling arousal starting to burn more emphatically as Adrian gets further in undressing him; the skim of his fingertips raises goosebumps on his skin, and this was such a very, very good idea, holy fuck.
Here and there, more words and phrases are revealed. In the crook of his left elbow, A KISS ON THE FOREHEAD. On the right bicep, a smiling face with tiny fangs. On his back, between the shoulderblades, Star has painstakingly lettered SUKI DA, and in the hollow of the small of his back, the character 竜.]
...I'll just tell you right now, there's another "bite here" on my ass. Y'know, if you were wondering.
[There's probably not, given the way he's started to grin like an asshole.]
Look at you, being such a rules bastard all of a sudden. Greedy.
[But he reaches for Adrian's chin and catches it in his hand, just the way he likes it, and guides him to tip his face down to make it easier to kiss his forehead. He lingers there, the kiss fonder than a mere brush of lips; he leans into it gently, like placing a blessing.]
[Something as simple as a forehead kiss shouldn't make him melt so, but he leans into it, closing his eyes.
Honestly, he does feel blessed right now. Strange for a vampire to think.]
Oh no, how terrible.
[He reaches for the front of Jotaro's trousers, slowly undoing his belt. He tugs down just past his ass, and goes to explore his hips and from behind.]
[Tragically, Adrian does not find anything particularly fun like lacy panties or a thong hiding beneath Jotaro's pants — maybe some other time when he's feeling a little more adventurous. He does, however, uncover a pair of neat black boxer briefs, and — there, glinting on the inside of his thigh, something metallic silver in color, held there by small strips of tape.]
Mm. Star, go.
[At his word, Star appears and zips off in the direction of the bedroom, disappearing according to some unheard command, but without returning.]
The hell did you think, this was all a big lead-up to "your present is my dick"?
[He hisses pleasantly, though, at the feeling of Adrian's hand running up the inside of his thigh, trying to hold still and not do something patently embarrassing like bucking his hips on reflex.
The object, once freed, proves to be a key; as Adrian frees it, Star reappears, tossing something small and square to Jotaro, which he catches one-handed.]
It's...to the front door. This front door. So you don't have to knock anymore. Because...there'll never be a time that I don't want you here with me.
[Adrian holds the key for a moment, startled by the gift but grateful nonetheless. It's what Jotaro says that brings tears to his eyes.
There's never be a time that I don't want you here with me.
His throat tightens and though he is... very much into the undressing, this is what grips his heart the most. Adrian rubs his eyes, convincing himself to hold back, but clutches the key like a lifeline.]
[What a time to be sentimental, shirtless and with his pants hanging around his knees, but he doesn't give a single damn about any of it because right now it's all about the look on Adrian's face, the sweet wonder in his eyes.
Quietly, he presses the black velvet box in his hand into Adrian's.]
This one isn't for your birthday. It's, uh. We talked about — it's your courting token.
[It's unmistakably a jewelry box sized for a ring. And there is, indeed, a ring inside it.]
...Had to hold your hand a lot these past few months, to make sure I got the sizing right.
[It's like his breath is stolen away. He stares at the box, dumbfounded for a moment, but slowly opens it.
The ring is beautiful. How intricate and beautifully decorated; he's never seen a ring quite like this one before. Adrian is speechless for a moment, then holds up his hand.]
Will you put it on for me...?
[Sure Jotaro is awkwardly undressed but he genuinely does not give a fuck.]
[There's a reason Star is here right now and it's so that, if he drops this ring like a complete asshole, he can stop time and mulligan it to save face.
He takes the box back, drawing the ring out and fitting it against Adrian's fingertip before slowly sliding it on, taking his time. He's confident it's going to be the right fit, after everything, but he still won't know for sure until it's seated properly behind his knuckle.]
I. I just, I really liked the blue. No deep meaning or anything, just. I thought it was a pretty blue.
[He finishes with the ring, then lifts Adrian's hand to his mouth and kisses the knuckles.]
I wanted to see you wearing it. Thought it would look good, y'know, on your finger.
[Hardly the most romantic of words, but honestly he doesn't mind how he fumbles verbally. Jotaro's actions speak enough for him, to make it clear how he feels. Ring on his finger and key in hand, Adrian is leaning in, cupping Jotaro's face, and kissing him thoroughly. It's slow and tender, wanting to make his gratitude known as much as possible.]
It's wonderful. You're wonderful.
[He pulls Jotaro into an embrace, kissing his cheekbone, up to his temple.]
[Now, at last, with his surprises spent, he's free to settle comfortably in Adrian's arms and follow the cadence of his kisses, reaching behind him to card his fingers through his hair. It's all worth it, now; the notebook full of schemes, the planning and coordinating and perfecting. It's all worth it because Adrian is happy on the day when he deserves it most, and he's warm and close and perfect in his sweet joy.]
[Actually, he would pay 200,000¥ all over again to replace them even if Adrian did rip them, and it'd probably be worth it to see his boyfriend that worked up and eager, but — no, it's better this way, and he lifts one leg at a time to help step out of the trouser legs.
As he does, he rests a hand on the top of Adrian's head to help keep himself balanced, raking his fingers through his golden hair as he does so.]
[But he turns around obediently, his range of motion much less inhibited now that his trousers are off and he's standing in only his boxer briefs and his socks.
Star zips off again, and when he returns, he's holding the purple pen in his hand, offering it to Adrian.]
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[He always gets a little stupid after Adrian drinks from him; this is no exception. All of a sudden he's acutely conscious of the fingers in his hair, the arm supporting him. If he had less pride, he might just give in to the temptation and swoon like a bodice ripper heroine, but — well, he's got to have some standards, and besides, Adrian is off and working again.
His other glove slides off, and this time the ink isn't in the form of letters, but rather a small, precise drawing. A bit of art for flavor and variety, a stylized bat with a heart drawn around it.]
Aw. No prize that time. Still, you've got a lot more to go...
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[Honestly, Adrian isn't certain what he was expecting, but certainly not an adorable little drawing of a bat. Adrian has to cover his mouth as he laughs, then nuzzles into Jotaro's neck fiercely.]
Cute. I suppose I'll just keep going.
[With the cravat done, he decides to take his time about unbuttoning the waistcoat, gently opening it. It's tempting to just rip off Jotaro's clothing -- he could -- but he looks so fine that he prefers to just delicately open his wonderful present.
Vest done, he tends to his shirt, kissing down his neck and to his collarbone as he goes.]
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[It shouldn't come as such a pleasure, realizing that, but it does. Adrian is laughing, touching him, enjoying himself. It's working, this ridiculous plan he's been scheming for weeks — it's actually going off exactly the way he'd hoped.
And fuck if he's not getting something out of it too, himself, what with Adrian being so methodical and so careful, savoring him the whole way as fabric loosens and buttons come undone.
Up above his right collarbone, Adrian finds another reward: A KISS ON THE MOUTH; just above his navel, another comes into view: A KISS ON THE HIP.]
Ha...nice to be able to breathe again. All that shit was so tight...
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[Already Jotaro has been good at making him happy, but this... this has been fun so far. He's delighted by the whole thing.
He touches Jotaro's face, stroking his cheek.]
True, but you looked incredible in it. As much as I'm enjoying undressing you. [He leans in a little closer.] You owe me some rewards, I think.
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[He grins slightly, not bothering to hide the way Adrian makes him shiver when he leans in close. But before he moves, he gingerly raises his fingertips to the bite on his neck, feeling at it just to draw that much more attention to it.]
Claimed me, huh. Good.
[But nothing says that he has to deliver his rewards in the order they were found, of course, so he takes that as his opportunity to slowly sink down onto his knees, never breaking eye contact with Adrian until he's comfortably down.
Then, moving with lazy deliberateness, he leans forward and wraps a parted-lips kiss against the jut of Adrian's hipbone, mouthing at it through the fabric of his pants.]
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Perhaps I'm a bit too dressed myself. [He chuckles, and pets Jotaro's hair.]
Come back here.
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Oh, trust me. I'm looking forward to doing this to you right back.
[He grins, pressing their foreheads lightly together.]
Gonna keep looking? Or do you need a hint.
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He cups Jotaro's cheek.] Oh, please. As if I need hints on how to undress you.
[But he does decide to inspect him bit by bit, starting by peeling off one of his sleeves to begin with, then the other.
He supposes he should check his back, too.
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Here and there, more words and phrases are revealed. In the crook of his left elbow, A KISS ON THE FOREHEAD. On the right bicep, a smiling face with tiny fangs. On his back, between the shoulderblades, Star has painstakingly lettered SUKI DA, and in the hollow of the small of his back, the character 竜.]
...I'll just tell you right now, there's another "bite here" on my ass. Y'know, if you were wondering.
[There's probably not, given the way he's started to grin like an asshole.]
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[The admission of what's on Jotaro's rear makes Adrian choke out a laugh and he nips at Jotaro's shoulder as a result, chuckling against him.]
Well, I wasn't until now. For now, you owe me a kiss on my forehead. Then I'll tend to you.
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[But he reaches for Adrian's chin and catches it in his hand, just the way he likes it, and guides him to tip his face down to make it easier to kiss his forehead. He lingers there, the kiss fonder than a mere brush of lips; he leans into it gently, like placing a blessing.]
Running out of places to look, too.
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Honestly, he does feel blessed right now. Strange for a vampire to think.]
Oh no, how terrible.
[He reaches for the front of Jotaro's trousers, slowly undoing his belt. He tugs down just past his ass, and goes to explore his hips and from behind.]
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Mm. Star, go.
[At his word, Star appears and zips off in the direction of the bedroom, disappearing according to some unheard command, but without returning.]
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Oh. Is there... an actual present here?
[Adrian honestly can't help but be curious as he kneels down, petting his hand up Jotaro's leg to find what the hell is taped to his leg.]
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[He hisses pleasantly, though, at the feeling of Adrian's hand running up the inside of his thigh, trying to hold still and not do something patently embarrassing like bucking his hips on reflex.
The object, once freed, proves to be a key; as Adrian frees it, Star reappears, tossing something small and square to Jotaro, which he catches one-handed.]
It's...to the front door. This front door. So you don't have to knock anymore. Because...there'll never be a time that I don't want you here with me.
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[Adrian holds the key for a moment, startled by the gift but grateful nonetheless. It's what Jotaro says that brings tears to his eyes.
There's never be a time that I don't want you here with me.
His throat tightens and though he is... very much into the undressing, this is what grips his heart the most. Adrian rubs his eyes, convincing himself to hold back, but clutches the key like a lifeline.]
Thank you. This is a wonderful gift. Truly.
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[What a time to be sentimental, shirtless and with his pants hanging around his knees, but he doesn't give a single damn about any of it because right now it's all about the look on Adrian's face, the sweet wonder in his eyes.
Quietly, he presses the black velvet box in his hand into Adrian's.]
This one isn't for your birthday. It's, uh. We talked about — it's your courting token.
[It's unmistakably a jewelry box sized for a ring. And there is, indeed, a ring inside it.]
...Had to hold your hand a lot these past few months, to make sure I got the sizing right.
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The ring is beautiful. How intricate and beautifully decorated; he's never seen a ring quite like this one before. Adrian is speechless for a moment, then holds up his hand.]
Will you put it on for me...?
[Sure Jotaro is awkwardly undressed but he genuinely does not give a fuck.]
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[There's a reason Star is here right now and it's so that, if he drops this ring like a complete asshole, he can stop time and mulligan it to save face.
He takes the box back, drawing the ring out and fitting it against Adrian's fingertip before slowly sliding it on, taking his time. He's confident it's going to be the right fit, after everything, but he still won't know for sure until it's seated properly behind his knuckle.]
I. I just, I really liked the blue. No deep meaning or anything, just. I thought it was a pretty blue.
[He finishes with the ring, then lifts Adrian's hand to his mouth and kisses the knuckles.]
I wanted to see you wearing it. Thought it would look good, y'know, on your finger.
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It's wonderful. You're wonderful.
[He pulls Jotaro into an embrace, kissing his cheekbone, up to his temple.]
And to think, I've yet to finish unwrapping you.
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[Now, at last, with his surprises spent, he's free to settle comfortably in Adrian's arms and follow the cadence of his kisses, reaching behind him to card his fingers through his hair. It's all worth it, now; the notebook full of schemes, the planning and coordinating and perfecting. It's all worth it because Adrian is happy on the day when he deserves it most, and he's warm and close and perfect in his sweet joy.]
I'm yours. And I want you so much...
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[Adrian laughs softly, leaning against Jotaro a bit and nuzzling against him.]
Rude of me to keep you waiting. Shall I finish this now?
[Another kiss to Jotaro's brow, and he's kneeling down to finish undressing him, pulling his trousers down.]
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[Actually, he would pay 200,000¥ all over again to replace them even if Adrian did rip them, and it'd probably be worth it to see his boyfriend that worked up and eager, but — no, it's better this way, and he lifts one leg at a time to help step out of the trouser legs.
As he does, he rests a hand on the top of Adrian's head to help keep himself balanced, raking his fingers through his golden hair as he does so.]
What've you got in mind for what's next?
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So maybe turn around for me?
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[But he turns around obediently, his range of motion much less inhibited now that his trousers are off and he's standing in only his boxer briefs and his socks.
Star zips off again, and when he returns, he's holding the purple pen in his hand, offering it to Adrian.]
Here.
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i specifically wrote a cursed comment because it's #666
this is an attack on me i used all of my sexyfaces on you and this is my reward?!
yare yare you mean the chaos emeralds?
ok i might deserve that