It's sizable. I didn't want to be uncomfortable.

[The touch makes him sigh and lean into Jotaro slightly, his back arching. Never away from him but toward him.

The touches are comforting, but spur on that heat inside of him. It's a bit maddening, the way it crawls in him. Iris is still difficult to deal with, but easier with someone he cares for and trusts.]

I have. It's very nice. A bit luxurious, so I could hardly complain.

Would you like to wash my hair?