[That's not an assessment of the collar, but of the circumstances — a distinction that quickly becomes clear as Star moves around to crouch down at Jotaro's side, putting the both of them and their collars on display for Adrian's viewing pleasure.]
You and your pretty pets. Lookit.
[Jotaro's eyes close halfway, but then he starts to grin once again.]
You love it, don't you. Seeing us like this. Yours.
[Jotaro can easily feel how enticed Adrian is as he gazes at the pair of them. He squeezes over his cock, a shiver of delight rushing through him. Yes, his. They're both his. Beautiful and strong and wonderful. It pleases his more beastly instincts, the vampiric nature inside of him.]
You're both so perfect.
[More eagerly, he rocks himself on top of Jotaro, sighing in content and pleasure.]
[Oh, fuck. Adrian clamps down on him, and it wrenches an approving groan from his throat — evidently, he hit his mark spot-on, and this is his reward.
But they're both being indulgent, aren't they? He wants to play to Adrian's instincts. He wants to see him go silky and sly and toy with him like he'd been before. Of course he does, it's hot as hell.]
Haha...one well-behaved pet and one disobedient one.
[And it's very obvious which one he is, as Star carefully gets himself up onto the bed and moves around to hover behind Adrian, wrapping his arms around him in an embrace that almost manages to be sweet, except for the way he winds up pressing his face against Adrian's neck, and the way his large hands stroke down his torso to grasp at his pecs.
Pleased with himself, Star shakes his head a little, making the hardware rattle.]
I think it's obvious when the good one deserves to be rewarded.
[Continuing his pace from before, he proceeds with a leisure ride on top of Jotaro. He's only distracted when he feels Star behind him, cupping his chest; Adrian grasps and reaches back, running his fingers through his hair.]
Good. Good boy.
[Turning his head, he peppers kisses to Star's temple and brow.]
[There's a part of him that wants to whine at the slow and steady pace, wanting desperately to come but lacking the intensity to get there just yet. The other part of him is drunk on the sight of Adrian riding him the way he is, and wishes this would last forever.
But he's not the only one enjoying himself; fed by his intentions, Star looks heady and pleased, soaking up the attention and making approving noises. His hands keep doing what Jotaro wishes his own could — rubbing Adrian's nipples, cupping his chest, stroking down his body to feel him up and tease him.
But when he's told to, Star moves obligingly — one might even say obediently — and shifts his hold to take Adrian by the waist and help keep him bouncing on Jotaro's cock while he himself chases down his lips for the kiss he demands.]
[It's good to finally have hands on his body, something he's craved all this time but prevented Jotaro from doing. He unabashedly cries out, leaning into Star's powerful and precise hands.
The more fervent movement encouraged by Star makes him howl, hips trembling, and he smothers himself into Star's kiss with a whimper. Adrian holds tight onto the Stand, squirming and bucking on top of Jotaro.]
Good-- [He gasps against Star's lips.] --Like that, don't stop--
[And Adrian isn't the only one making noise as the pace increases and Star gets more and more thoroughly involved; Jotaro, too, is trying to stifle himself and not being all that successful at it, biting his lip to smother panting and faint whines as sweat starts to bead on his skin. There's still little he can actually do, lacking the leverage and mobility to do much more than squirm, but he makes his best effort at it anyway, rocking his hips up as best he can and keeping his eyes fixed on Star and Adrian together.
The sensation is already overwhelming as it is, just like this. What would it be like if Adrian made good on his teasing, and he and Star both were inside him at once?
A single thought shouldn't have the power to break him, but that one does. He's been teased for so long, aching and worked up, and finally he topples over the edge without even really meaning to, coming so hard his eyes squeeze shut and his vision goes white behind them.
And some of that euphoria clearly must carry over to Star, whose fingers bite in a little too deep around Adrian's hips, bruising the skin beneath them as he searches out kiss after kiss.]
[He can feel Jotaro finish inside of him, thrills him to know that he's marked up inside by him. Adrian is panting into each kiss, fangs dragging over Star's plush lips.]
Star-- Jojo--
[It's the stronger grip that pushes him. He consciously makes the effort to let himself bruise, an eager mark to replace the lacerations on his flesh. He's eager to leave the past behind and take whatever Jotaro gives him. When he finishes, he's crying softly in relief, pleased tears rolling down his face.
Grasping for Star's arm, he murmurs:] That's it. I'm finished... you did so well. Good, good boy.
[What a mess they've both made of themselves. Adrian, spent and weeping contentment with bruises on his hips; Jotaro, exhausted and trembling with blood beading on the split lip he'd bitten open as he'd finished.
But Star is steady as always, moving instinctively to support Adrian and let him go boneless in his arms if he likes. Gently, with precision and care, he remains like the silent guardian he is, nuzzling against his long hair and occasionally shifting to kiss the tears from his cheeks.
He doesn't, notably, try to move Adrian off — not yet. Maybe, deep down, Jotaro doesn't really want him to, and Star is simply obeying what he's implicitly told.]
Fffffffffffffff...uck...
[In about thirty seconds, his arms are going to start to hurt, but for the time being he just melts into a puddle of satisfaction, panting air through his parted lips and feeling the pressure of two collars around his throat with every breath.]
[With a relieved sigh, Adrian goes limp in Star's arms, panting softly with his eyes closed. Slowly, he opens his eyes, looking down at Jotaro, then smiles down at him and how content he looks. His Jotaro.
Reaching out languidly, he unhooks the leash, uncaring to keeping it whole as he rips it off of Jotaro's wrists, careful to not pull too hard on his arms. Slowly, he rubs his thumbs in circles around Jotaro's hands and wrists.]
It was wonderful. And you-- you're marvelous.
[He doesn't want off yet. He likes being full of him, and wants to take that feeling as much as he can. Adrian attempts to ease himself down without letting Jotaro slip free yet.]
[It's really something, isn't it, that he's been tugging and yanking and thrashing around on that leash for all this time, and in one pull Adrian just snaps it in two because he can't be fucked to leave it whole even a second longer. That's how breathtakingly strong his boyfriend is. And he's the guy who makes him look like he does now, tired and elated and glowing.
His Adrian.
In theory, he knows what he ought to do. What he wants to do. Ideally, he would get himself free and reach up to gather Adrian up in his arms and cuddle the shit out of him while they both wind down, like a good boyfriend.
Except that his hands come free, and it's like his body just stops. He had no idea he was this exhausted or this...overcome, but his arms hang pliant from his wrists where Adrian is rubbing at them, and he's suddenly so tired even the thought of moving feels like a herculean effort.]
Hey...can you keep doing that...?
[It's hard to even put into words how he feels just then. It's like he's floating, and a little detached, and vulnerable in a way he can't quite explain.
But he doesn't want Adrian to stop touching him. That much, he knows beyond a shadow of a doubt.]
I...I dunno, I feel...good, but weird...tired, I — I just, just don't let go of me, okay...?
[Adrian nuzzles in close, but his hands continue to gently work, assisting in easing out tension and aches from being strung up for so long. Taking one wrist, he kisses it, then gives a second to the other wrist before he continues to gently rub them.
It's good to have this with him. Not all of Adrian is tarnished. Maybe he can heal, in due time.]
After all of that, a bit of vulnerability is understandable. [He looks at Jotaro, adoration in his face.] I have you. For as long as you need me.
Mmf. I think I was right before. You really are a succubus.
[Oof. Yeah, now that they're starting to move, and the endorphins are slowly starting to wear away...yeah, his arms definitely hurt from holding that position. But it's a good kind of hurt, he discovers. Like having Adrian pull his hair. Or the slow burn of a bite after the initial sting has faded away.
But Adrian gives voice to the words he's been grasping for, and he echoes them gratefully.]
...I need you. Don't lemme go.
[There are so many things he feels, just then. The stroke of Adrian's thumbs along his sore skin. The slick heat of still being buried so deep inside him. The residual pull in his shoulders. The heaviness of the collar secured snugly around his throat. The sting of his split lip. The weight of his eyelids as he fights to keep them open. He's so tired, but it's so different from the bone-weary, empty tired he remembers from the aftermath of fighting Dio.
He's been put through another wringer by another vampire, now, and the outcomes couldn't be more different.]
[He settles his weight more or less on top of Jotaro, but trying to make sure that he isn't putting too much pressure on him. Idly, his fingers continue to work, trying to sooth out Jotaro's wrists and arms from the ache he undoubtedly has.
The question makes him hesitate, then he relents with a nod.]
I was a little overwhelmed. But not because I was afraid or upset. I was happy-- I am happy. And relieved, I think.
I like that, still. That it's just for us. I'm glad I get to be your first for something.
[Oh. That feels good, too, and he tips his head to rub against Adrian's, nudging against him as comfortingly as he can.]
...Did it help that I was wearing the collar? That I let you tie me up? Because...if you need it, we can do that again. We can do it every time if it helps.
I'm not sure. Maybe because although I was in control, I also knew you would be perfectly capable of taking care of yourself and having the ability to tell me to stop.
More than anything, it was wonderful that I got to share something with you that I have never shared with anyone. That it was just us, and nothing else outside of this apartment. What happened is still burned into me, but I wanted to share myself with you and... try to think more about the present and future. Nothing else.
...Not that tying you up was bad. I rather enjoyed that too.
[He closes his eyes, mumbling nonsense sounds for a minute in his appreciation of the warmth. He's going soft, but as long as neither of them moves around too much, it'll be fine. They can stay just the way they are.
There's something to that idea, he thinks vaguely. Finding something just right, and then holding it as long as they can.]
There was some stuff that I really liked. Some of it was okay. A little bit made me kind of jumpy. Mm. But when you hit it you really hit it.
[It's hard to focus on thinking back when what he really wants to focus on is the feeling of Adrian's fingers on his skin. Still, he does his best.]
I think...I don't want anybody but you looking at me, when we do stuff. You said something about taking me out on the leash and walking around the city. I knew you didn't mean it. Just, there was this asshole once who made me do shit like that. He had one of us hostage and he made me do a bunch of humiliating shit. Walking around town with him.
And...the crawling was a little weird, but it got okay after a while. It made me feel...something. I don't know what it was, but — I closed my eyes so I wouldn't think about feeling stupid, and it was kind of like...
[He falls silent a moment, contemplating.]
Like...everything just got quiet? And easy. I didn't have to think anymore, and I got sort of sleepy. That was nice.
I see. [Adrian leans in closer, nuzzling against Jotaro's temple.] I know you know, but I wouldn't ever do something like that to you. I'll make sure to not tease such a thing in the future.
Hm. Was it because I took control from you? I'm not sure. But if you're opposed, I won't make you do it again.
[Adrian smooths his hand over Jotaro's hair, as if trying to help it go back into order.]
It... was nice. Playing like that. But know that always, you are in just as much control. The moment you decide it isn't to your tastes, tell me and I will stop.
I will always do my best to take care of you after everything.
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[Gently, he squeezes his hand with the Stand's, rolling his thumb over the knuckles.]
You're sweet. I'll be all right, I promise.
[Taking in a breath, he reaches into the bag and pulls out the collar, placing it snug around Star's neck.]
Look at you. So lovely.
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[That's not an assessment of the collar, but of the circumstances — a distinction that quickly becomes clear as Star moves around to crouch down at Jotaro's side, putting the both of them and their collars on display for Adrian's viewing pleasure.]
You and your pretty pets. Lookit.
[Jotaro's eyes close halfway, but then he starts to grin once again.]
You love it, don't you. Seeing us like this. Yours.
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You're both so perfect.
[More eagerly, he rocks himself on top of Jotaro, sighing in content and pleasure.]
Come here, my Star. Touch me.
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But they're both being indulgent, aren't they? He wants to play to Adrian's instincts. He wants to see him go silky and sly and toy with him like he'd been before. Of course he does, it's hot as hell.]
Haha...one well-behaved pet and one disobedient one.
[And it's very obvious which one he is, as Star carefully gets himself up onto the bed and moves around to hover behind Adrian, wrapping his arms around him in an embrace that almost manages to be sweet, except for the way he winds up pressing his face against Adrian's neck, and the way his large hands stroke down his torso to grasp at his pecs.
Pleased with himself, Star shakes his head a little, making the hardware rattle.]
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[Continuing his pace from before, he proceeds with a leisure ride on top of Jotaro. He's only distracted when he feels Star behind him, cupping his chest; Adrian grasps and reaches back, running his fingers through his hair.]
Good. Good boy.
[Turning his head, he peppers kisses to Star's temple and brow.]
Come here-- kiss me.
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But he's not the only one enjoying himself; fed by his intentions, Star looks heady and pleased, soaking up the attention and making approving noises. His hands keep doing what Jotaro wishes his own could — rubbing Adrian's nipples, cupping his chest, stroking down his body to feel him up and tease him.
But when he's told to, Star moves obligingly — one might even say obediently — and shifts his hold to take Adrian by the waist and help keep him bouncing on Jotaro's cock while he himself chases down his lips for the kiss he demands.]
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The more fervent movement encouraged by Star makes him howl, hips trembling, and he smothers himself into Star's kiss with a whimper. Adrian holds tight onto the Stand, squirming and bucking on top of Jotaro.]
Good-- [He gasps against Star's lips.] --Like that, don't stop--
[God, he feels so close.]
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The sensation is already overwhelming as it is, just like this. What would it be like if Adrian made good on his teasing, and he and Star both were inside him at once?
A single thought shouldn't have the power to break him, but that one does. He's been teased for so long, aching and worked up, and finally he topples over the edge without even really meaning to, coming so hard his eyes squeeze shut and his vision goes white behind them.
And some of that euphoria clearly must carry over to Star, whose fingers bite in a little too deep around Adrian's hips, bruising the skin beneath them as he searches out kiss after kiss.]
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Star-- Jojo--
[It's the stronger grip that pushes him. He consciously makes the effort to let himself bruise, an eager mark to replace the lacerations on his flesh. He's eager to leave the past behind and take whatever Jotaro gives him. When he finishes, he's crying softly in relief, pleased tears rolling down his face.
Grasping for Star's arm, he murmurs:] That's it. I'm finished... you did so well. Good, good boy.
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But Star is steady as always, moving instinctively to support Adrian and let him go boneless in his arms if he likes. Gently, with precision and care, he remains like the silent guardian he is, nuzzling against his long hair and occasionally shifting to kiss the tears from his cheeks.
He doesn't, notably, try to move Adrian off — not yet. Maybe, deep down, Jotaro doesn't really want him to, and Star is simply obeying what he's implicitly told.]
Fffffffffffffff...uck...
[In about thirty seconds, his arms are going to start to hurt, but for the time being he just melts into a puddle of satisfaction, panting air through his parted lips and feeling the pressure of two collars around his throat with every breath.]
Oh, hell...this was a great idea...shit...
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Reaching out languidly, he unhooks the leash, uncaring to keeping it whole as he rips it off of Jotaro's wrists, careful to not pull too hard on his arms. Slowly, he rubs his thumbs in circles around Jotaro's hands and wrists.]
It was wonderful. And you-- you're marvelous.
[He doesn't want off yet. He likes being full of him, and wants to take that feeling as much as he can. Adrian attempts to ease himself down without letting Jotaro slip free yet.]
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His Adrian.
In theory, he knows what he ought to do. What he wants to do. Ideally, he would get himself free and reach up to gather Adrian up in his arms and cuddle the shit out of him while they both wind down, like a good boyfriend.
Except that his hands come free, and it's like his body just stops. He had no idea he was this exhausted or this...overcome, but his arms hang pliant from his wrists where Adrian is rubbing at them, and he's suddenly so tired even the thought of moving feels like a herculean effort.]
Hey...can you keep doing that...?
[It's hard to even put into words how he feels just then. It's like he's floating, and a little detached, and vulnerable in a way he can't quite explain.
But he doesn't want Adrian to stop touching him. That much, he knows beyond a shadow of a doubt.]
I...I dunno, I feel...good, but weird...tired, I — I just, just don't let go of me, okay...?
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[Adrian nuzzles in close, but his hands continue to gently work, assisting in easing out tension and aches from being strung up for so long. Taking one wrist, he kisses it, then gives a second to the other wrist before he continues to gently rub them.
It's good to have this with him. Not all of Adrian is tarnished. Maybe he can heal, in due time.]
After all of that, a bit of vulnerability is understandable. [He looks at Jotaro, adoration in his face.] I have you. For as long as you need me.
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[Oof. Yeah, now that they're starting to move, and the endorphins are slowly starting to wear away...yeah, his arms definitely hurt from holding that position. But it's a good kind of hurt, he discovers. Like having Adrian pull his hair. Or the slow burn of a bite after the initial sting has faded away.
But Adrian gives voice to the words he's been grasping for, and he echoes them gratefully.]
...I need you. Don't lemme go.
[There are so many things he feels, just then. The stroke of Adrian's thumbs along his sore skin. The slick heat of still being buried so deep inside him. The residual pull in his shoulders. The heaviness of the collar secured snugly around his throat. The sting of his split lip. The weight of his eyelids as he fights to keep them open. He's so tired, but it's so different from the bone-weary, empty tired he remembers from the aftermath of fighting Dio.
He's been put through another wringer by another vampire, now, and the outcomes couldn't be more different.]
...Hey. Were you crying...?
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[He settles his weight more or less on top of Jotaro, but trying to make sure that he isn't putting too much pressure on him. Idly, his fingers continue to work, trying to sooth out Jotaro's wrists and arms from the ache he undoubtedly has.
The question makes him hesitate, then he relents with a nod.]
I was a little overwhelmed. But not because I was afraid or upset. I was happy-- I am happy. And relieved, I think.
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[The weight, surprisingly, is comforting. Not crushing or smothering, but heavy enough that it makes him feel good. Comfortably pinned. Safe.]
Did it feel that different, doing it...like that?
[He yawns a little, murmuring appreciatively at the impromptu massage.]
And why relieved?
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[There's a pause, and he slows down at the massage. Adrian turns his head to press his face into Jotaro's neck.]
...I was concerned that I would have too much difficulty being intimate with you again.
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[Oh. That feels good, too, and he tips his head to rub against Adrian's, nudging against him as comfortingly as he can.]
...Did it help that I was wearing the collar? That I let you tie me up? Because...if you need it, we can do that again. We can do it every time if it helps.
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More than anything, it was wonderful that I got to share something with you that I have never shared with anyone. That it was just us, and nothing else outside of this apartment. What happened is still burned into me, but I wanted to share myself with you and... try to think more about the present and future. Nothing else.
...Not that tying you up was bad. I rather enjoyed that too.
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[He closes his eyes, mumbling nonsense sounds for a minute in his appreciation of the warmth. He's going soft, but as long as neither of them moves around too much, it'll be fine. They can stay just the way they are.
There's something to that idea, he thinks vaguely. Finding something just right, and then holding it as long as they can.]
There was some stuff that I really liked. Some of it was okay. A little bit made me kind of jumpy. Mm. But when you hit it you really hit it.
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[Idly, he strokes his hand down Jotaro's side, then touches his cheek.]
What is it that I should avoid in the future? This should only be good for both of us.
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[It's hard to focus on thinking back when what he really wants to focus on is the feeling of Adrian's fingers on his skin. Still, he does his best.]
I think...I don't want anybody but you looking at me, when we do stuff. You said something about taking me out on the leash and walking around the city. I knew you didn't mean it. Just, there was this asshole once who made me do shit like that. He had one of us hostage and he made me do a bunch of humiliating shit. Walking around town with him.
And...the crawling was a little weird, but it got okay after a while. It made me feel...something. I don't know what it was, but — I closed my eyes so I wouldn't think about feeling stupid, and it was kind of like...
[He falls silent a moment, contemplating.]
Like...everything just got quiet? And easy. I didn't have to think anymore, and I got sort of sleepy. That was nice.
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Hm. Was it because I took control from you? I'm not sure. But if you're opposed, I won't make you do it again.
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[He makes a little hm noise, as much from the nuzzling as from his own thoughts.]
The pet stuff, I liked. The collar. Being yours. And...yeah, it felt good to just kind of — hm. Be at your mercy? Helpless but safe. That felt good.
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[Adrian smooths his hand over Jotaro's hair, as if trying to help it go back into order.]
It... was nice. Playing like that. But know that always, you are in just as much control. The moment you decide it isn't to your tastes, tell me and I will stop.
I will always do my best to take care of you after everything.
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