Mmmmn.

[It's not hard to do as he's told; he's pleasantly boneless and there's no need to try to change that with Adrian so effortlessly supporting him. He lets his head sag, the shower spray soaking through his hair and cascading off the ends of his bangs in streams. It's warm like this. His heart is beating fast, but he's not afraid of anything.]

You can drink me. I've got enough. Don't be hungry, not tonight.

[Dio made him bleed, he thinks distantly. It hurt, and there'd been so much blood, so many scars. They all did, every Stand user they met along the way, they all hurt him, and left their marks on his body.

Not this time. This time it's his. He wants it. His desire.]

You're gonna watch over me all night anyway, so...