[ Jotaro is so much better at this than he is. Its annoying. He's going to have to find a mirror later and just rehearse saying these things until he can do it properly without losing his nerve or swallowing unthinkingly or trailing off.

Right now, though, he just lets out a shaky breath as Jotaro lists a lot of possibilities that he hadn't considered and he has to find an acceptable way to discuss the potential size of Star's dick.

(Realistically, he's aware it's a non-issue. These properties of stands can be altered with some thought. It doesn't feel like a non-issue when Star's arms are about as wide as his waist.) ]

Suggest that last one again, once it's Iris. [ Is what he settles on, and it's not perfect but it's as close as he's going to get with Jotaro's lips moving over his thigh. ]

I'm only keeping it on if I don't have to wash it. Promise to punch the dress, so I don't have to get changed and make you wait.

[ It's a half-hearted threat, because at most he'll just strip out of it right here. But he really does not want to have to figure out how to wash semen out of delicate fabric. ]