[Adrian resists the urge to correct him with you're thinking of an incubus, obviously, considering now would be a terrible time to do that and potentially ruin the moment they're having. Instead, he just chuckles against Jotaro's throat, dragging his tongue there, finding his pulse and purring at the feeling of his blood pumping.
Once he has Jotaro's weight against him, he grins sharply, and he rolls his own hips. His cock is just sliding along the cleft of Jotaro's ass, not inside, not that he could without preparation anyway. The point is that he can feel Adrian, all of him, and that he can drive Jotaro's hips this way, helping him press into Adrian's waiting hand.]
Good boy.
[And he doesn't think much of it. He lets instincts get the better of him, and he sinks his fangs into Jotaro's throat, growling against him.]
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Once he has Jotaro's weight against him, he grins sharply, and he rolls his own hips. His cock is just sliding along the cleft of Jotaro's ass, not inside, not that he could without preparation anyway. The point is that he can feel Adrian, all of him, and that he can drive Jotaro's hips this way, helping him press into Adrian's waiting hand.]
Good boy.
[And he doesn't think much of it. He lets instincts get the better of him, and he sinks his fangs into Jotaro's throat, growling against him.]