[ The first belt only takes that one extra attempt before he can pull it loose, going quiet to listen to the soft hissing noise it makes as it moves through the buckle. The second is more trouble. The first attempt at it ends with Jotaro's finger moving and his own wrapping around the belt and clutching at it. Jotaro's face is in his hair. Solid, anchoring while the rest of him doesn't quite feel like he has control over it.
There isn't much air in the breath against his collarbone, and the press of lips that follows it isn't so much a kiss as it is something fevered seeking out something cooler.
Attempt two is a failure. Attempt three succeeds slowly, and he carefully pushes the belt through the buckle with the thumb of one hand and pulls it the rest of the way with the other. ]
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[ The first belt only takes that one extra attempt before he can pull it loose, going quiet to listen to the soft hissing noise it makes as it moves through the buckle. The second is more trouble. The first attempt at it ends with Jotaro's finger moving and his own wrapping around the belt and clutching at it. Jotaro's face is in his hair. Solid, anchoring while the rest of him doesn't quite feel like he has control over it.
There isn't much air in the breath against his collarbone, and the press of lips that follows it isn't so much a kiss as it is something fevered seeking out something cooler.
Attempt two is a failure. Attempt three succeeds slowly, and he carefully pushes the belt through the buckle with the thumb of one hand and pulls it the rest of the way with the other. ]