[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.]
[But since he isn't hearing Jotaro asking him to stop, then he's definitely going to. Taking the pen from Star, he places a hand on the Stand's arm and leans up to kiss his cheek before he's patting Jotaro's hip, signalling he's going to write it down shortly. He pulls down his briefs enough so that his ass is out, making for a fine canvas.
So in very fine cursive, he writes bite me, admiring his handiwork with a grin.]
There we are.
[Leaning in, he nips at his hip, then sinks his fangs into his ass with a muffled laugh.]
[So. As it turns out, there's a big difference between vampire teeth in one's neck and vampire teeth right in the soft curve of one's posterior, and the former is the kind of sting that he can just sort of absorb and coast through, but the latter has him letting out a strangled keen and shaking all over as he casts desperately for something to hold on to.
Finding nothing, he simply shoves his hand into his mouth instead, biting down on the knuckle as his hips jerk, but he tries his damnedest not to squirm.]
F-Fuck, I felt that go in...
[He rubs his hand over the lower half of his face, trying to compose himself.]
Did you write on it in calligraphy, I felt the pen do a lot of loops.
[The instant Adrian's arms are around him, though, he relaxes back against him, letting himself be held. And since, as it happens, they're exactly the same height, that also puts him in a nice position to lightly grind his ass backwards against Adrian, seeking to tease.]
Bedroom's the last thing Star and I did.
[And did they ever; behind the closed bedroom door lies a freshly-cleaned bedroom free of clutter, a mattress strewn with red rose petals, and a nearby table set up to hold a box of chocolate-covered strawberries, a bottle of champagne, and an unlit vanilla candle.]
[The tease works, and he nuzzles close as he can, as if he wasn't already flush against Jotaro. He lets out a soft growl against his ear, rolling his hips once against Jotaro's bare ass.
Bedroom. Of course.]
Well then. Shall we?
[He pulls away, but takes Jotaro's hand so they can enter it. What he sees is more than he would have expected. Even just the bedroom alone, being with Jotaro -- that'd have been enough. But he's decorated it, prepared the evening beautifully.
Ah. How many times will he be close to tears tonight, he wonders? Adrian ducks his head, smiling, squeezing Jotaro's hand.]
You've given me so much, Jojo. [His voice is soft.] I wonder how I could ever compare to give you anything.
[He turns to face him, reaching to run his fingertips feather-light along the curve of Adrian's jaw. His voice, when he speaks, is gentle and solemn.]
I would be...so fucked up without you. I think about — how it felt, how I felt, when I first got here. Couldn't sleep, couldn't breathe, talking to ghosts...
All this is just...my shot at coming close to making you as happy as you make me.
[He leans in, kissing his cheek with fondness.]
Besides, it was kinda fun planning it all. Thinking about seeing your face when I showed you. Star and I had a great time.
Not to mention, ice cream. That would've been a huge loss.
[Even now, it's hard to think about. Adrian, dead to the world, asleep in his coffin and just waiting to waste away and die...and everything they both would've missed out on, if they'd missed each other, if things hadn't played out the way they had.
A little damp-eyed himself, he runs his hands down to the fastenings of Adrian's shirt, hovering carefully over them.]
Let me get you ready for bed?
[Of course he's a little nervous. But he wants this, too. They both do.]
I could fix that. The pen's still around here somewhere.
[He smirks, rubbing his thumb against the elegant fabric of Adrian's top before beginning to work it open.]
Could write my name on your ass. Claim that as mine.
[Bit by bit, he gets Adrian's shirt unfastened, then gently pushes it off his shoulders to let gravity do the rest of the work for him. As it does, he reaches down and palms boldly against the front of Adrian's pants, feeling the shape of his cock though the fabric.]
[The blush on Adrian's face is certainly more apparent with the hand pressing up against him. Adrian gasps softly, steadying himself onto Jotaro's shoulder with a hand.]
I think I'd rather just have you touch me.
[Although he's known where this would lead to, it's just become a sudden reality that he'd finally have this moment with Jotaro. They would be intimate sexually -- and he would be Jotaro's first.
[One arm wraps around Adrian's back, while the other hooks behind his knees, and in a smooth swoop, he scoops Adrian up bridal-style and picks his way over to the bed. He'd wanted that specifically, he remembers from the fantasies they'd talked about earlier in the month. Being laid down, being touched. Being cherished.]
Actually, I have a confession to make. I washed my hair with the rose shampoo so you wouldn't smell the ones in here. Or if you did, you'd think it was just me.
[He grins faintly, laying Adrian down onto the mattress and settling him in the middle of the bed, his breath catching at the way his pale skin and blond hair set off the red of the rose petals.]
[It's not the first time that Jotaro has picked him up like this, but right now it certainly puts to mind what he'd said to him before. Adrian loosely places his arms around his neck, looking up at Jotaro adoringly.]
Clever bastard that you are. I should've known.
[As he's being settled to the bed, Adrian lets him go, laying back against the mattress with his hair spilled behind him and petals brushing softly against his skin. It's actually quite terribly romantic, and Adrian finds himself absolutely loving it.]
Come here. [Adrian's voice is soft, and he reaches out for Jotaro.] And help me finish undressing.
[He laughs softly, standing at the bedside and taking a second to just look at Adrian, laid out like a painting on the mattress before him, and this may just be the second time in his life that a vampire has made his heart stop, but this time it's in the most tender of ways.]
...You really are beautiful.
[He whispers it almost like it's meant for himself and not for Adrian's benefit, then gets a knee up onto the bed so that he can settle into Adrian's outstretched arms and cuddle in next to him.
His lips find their way to Adrian's bare shoulder; his fingers go to the button of his pants, working it open by touch alone.]
I can't believe you're real.
[One kiss turns to two, soft worship paid in lip service.]
[It's not unusual to be called beautiful, but it always means more coming from Jotaro. He smiles softly, pulling Jotaro into his arms as he comes in close, wriggling only a bit to get his trousers off.]
I can always remind you with a bite.
[He teases softly, but he gladly leans into the kiss, his fingers brushing against Jotaro's cheek.]
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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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[But since he isn't hearing Jotaro asking him to stop, then he's definitely going to. Taking the pen from Star, he places a hand on the Stand's arm and leans up to kiss his cheek before he's patting Jotaro's hip, signalling he's going to write it down shortly. He pulls down his briefs enough so that his ass is out, making for a fine canvas.
So in very fine cursive, he writes bite me, admiring his handiwork with a grin.]
There we are.
[Leaning in, he nips at his hip, then sinks his fangs into his ass with a muffled laugh.]
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[So. As it turns out, there's a big difference between vampire teeth in one's neck and vampire teeth right in the soft curve of one's posterior, and the former is the kind of sting that he can just sort of absorb and coast through, but the latter has him letting out a strangled keen and shaking all over as he casts desperately for something to hold on to.
Finding nothing, he simply shoves his hand into his mouth instead, biting down on the knuckle as his hips jerk, but he tries his damnedest not to squirm.]
F-Fuck, I felt that go in...
[He rubs his hand over the lower half of his face, trying to compose himself.]
No one's gonna see that one but you...
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What delightful sounds you just made for me.
[He stands, licking his lips. His arms wrap around Jotaro so that he's pressing up from behind, nuzzling his throat.]
I think I've finished unwrapping you. What do I get next?
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[The instant Adrian's arms are around him, though, he relaxes back against him, letting himself be held. And since, as it happens, they're exactly the same height, that also puts him in a nice position to lightly grind his ass backwards against Adrian, seeking to tease.]
Bedroom's the last thing Star and I did.
[And did they ever; behind the closed bedroom door lies a freshly-cleaned bedroom free of clutter, a mattress strewn with red rose petals, and a nearby table set up to hold a box of chocolate-covered strawberries, a bottle of champagne, and an unlit vanilla candle.]
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Bedroom. Of course.]
Well then. Shall we?
[He pulls away, but takes Jotaro's hand so they can enter it. What he sees is more than he would have expected. Even just the bedroom alone, being with Jotaro -- that'd have been enough. But he's decorated it, prepared the evening beautifully.
Ah. How many times will he be close to tears tonight, he wonders? Adrian ducks his head, smiling, squeezing Jotaro's hand.]
You've given me so much, Jojo. [His voice is soft.] I wonder how I could ever compare to give you anything.
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[He turns to face him, reaching to run his fingertips feather-light along the curve of Adrian's jaw. His voice, when he speaks, is gentle and solemn.]
I would be...so fucked up without you. I think about — how it felt, how I felt, when I first got here. Couldn't sleep, couldn't breathe, talking to ghosts...
All this is just...my shot at coming close to making you as happy as you make me.
[He leans in, kissing his cheek with fondness.]
Besides, it was kinda fun planning it all. Thinking about seeing your face when I showed you. Star and I had a great time.
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[Adrian leans his head slightly into the hand against his jaw.]
Not just your gifts, but your company.
[He kisses Jotaro's brow.]
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[Even now, it's hard to think about. Adrian, dead to the world, asleep in his coffin and just waiting to waste away and die...and everything they both would've missed out on, if they'd missed each other, if things hadn't played out the way they had.
A little damp-eyed himself, he runs his hands down to the fastenings of Adrian's shirt, hovering carefully over them.]
Let me get you ready for bed?
[Of course he's a little nervous. But he wants this, too. They both do.]
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[But honestly, he is glad to have reasons for staying awake here. Reasons to live. It just happens Jotaro is one of the main reasons, really.
He smiles and nods.]
Please do. I'm afraid I have nothing written on my skin, though.
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[He smirks, rubbing his thumb against the elegant fabric of Adrian's top before beginning to work it open.]
Could write my name on your ass. Claim that as mine.
[Bit by bit, he gets Adrian's shirt unfastened, then gently pushes it off his shoulders to let gravity do the rest of the work for him. As it does, he reaches down and palms boldly against the front of Adrian's pants, feeling the shape of his cock though the fabric.]
Maybe this too.
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I think I'd rather just have you touch me.
[Although he's known where this would lead to, it's just become a sudden reality that he'd finally have this moment with Jotaro. They would be intimate sexually -- and he would be Jotaro's first.
It's terribly thrilling.]
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[One arm wraps around Adrian's back, while the other hooks behind his knees, and in a smooth swoop, he scoops Adrian up bridal-style and picks his way over to the bed. He'd wanted that specifically, he remembers from the fantasies they'd talked about earlier in the month. Being laid down, being touched. Being cherished.]
Actually, I have a confession to make. I washed my hair with the rose shampoo so you wouldn't smell the ones in here. Or if you did, you'd think it was just me.
[He grins faintly, laying Adrian down onto the mattress and settling him in the middle of the bed, his breath catching at the way his pale skin and blond hair set off the red of the rose petals.]
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[It's not the first time that Jotaro has picked him up like this, but right now it certainly puts to mind what he'd said to him before. Adrian loosely places his arms around his neck, looking up at Jotaro adoringly.]
Clever bastard that you are. I should've known.
[As he's being settled to the bed, Adrian lets him go, laying back against the mattress with his hair spilled behind him and petals brushing softly against his skin. It's actually quite terribly romantic, and Adrian finds himself absolutely loving it.]
Come here. [Adrian's voice is soft, and he reaches out for Jotaro.] And help me finish undressing.
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[He laughs softly, standing at the bedside and taking a second to just look at Adrian, laid out like a painting on the mattress before him, and this may just be the second time in his life that a vampire has made his heart stop, but this time it's in the most tender of ways.]
...You really are beautiful.
[He whispers it almost like it's meant for himself and not for Adrian's benefit, then gets a knee up onto the bed so that he can settle into Adrian's outstretched arms and cuddle in next to him.
His lips find their way to Adrian's bare shoulder; his fingers go to the button of his pants, working it open by touch alone.]
I can't believe you're real.
[One kiss turns to two, soft worship paid in lip service.]
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I can always remind you with a bite.
[He teases softly, but he gladly leans into the kiss, his fingers brushing against Jotaro's cheek.]
You're just as magnificent.
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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