[ Whatever it was he was trying to say, it dissolves quickly into a short moan followed by a long quiet whine. It’s not deliberately teasing, the way that he lowers himself down slowly, though he wouldn’t be doing much different if it were.
He didn’t think he’d be this nervous, in truth. It feels like he shouldn’t be. He’s done this before and if he did fuck up then Adrian didn’t see fit to mention it. In part, he’s nervous because he didn’t have Hierophant do the whole job of preparing him. It feels stupid to be worried about it hurting after everything they’ve both endured. But he’s good at worrying. He’s good at worrying and- ]
Ah!
[ -Most of the way down, he very abruptly stops being good at worrying. He stops being good at just about everything other than squeezing Jotaro’s hand, which he proves to be very, very good at. In fact, just to demonstrate how good he is at it his other hand goes up to Star’s hand at his hip, pressing down against it as he pushes his way up and lets himself sink again a little further each time, like it might just be too much if he sinks all the way down at once. His gangly fingers clutch at one of Star’s massive ones. Every now and then he opens his mouth to try again, to finish what he was going to say, and every time some noise comes out instead. ]
-you- [ He breathes in deeply after one whole word, and about half that air comes out as squeaks. ] -can’t be a dick when you’re inside me. [ It takes a few tries but he finally manages to say it. It sounds stupid once the words are out, but he’s doing his best. That’s what dirty talk is meant to be, right? Just updating people on the location of their cock. ] That’s just rude.
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[ Whatever it was he was trying to say, it dissolves quickly into a short moan followed by a long quiet whine. It’s not deliberately teasing, the way that he lowers himself down slowly, though he wouldn’t be doing much different if it were.
He didn’t think he’d be this nervous, in truth. It feels like he shouldn’t be. He’s done this before and if he did fuck up then Adrian didn’t see fit to mention it. In part, he’s nervous because he didn’t have Hierophant do the whole job of preparing him. It feels stupid to be worried about it hurting after everything they’ve both endured. But he’s good at worrying. He’s good at worrying and- ]
Ah!
[ -Most of the way down, he very abruptly stops being good at worrying. He stops being good at just about everything other than squeezing Jotaro’s hand, which he proves to be very, very good at. In fact, just to demonstrate how good he is at it his other hand goes up to Star’s hand at his hip, pressing down against it as he pushes his way up and lets himself sink again a little further each time, like it might just be too much if he sinks all the way down at once. His gangly fingers clutch at one of Star’s massive ones. Every now and then he opens his mouth to try again, to finish what he was going to say, and every time some noise comes out instead. ]
-you- [ He breathes in deeply after one whole word, and about half that air comes out as squeaks. ] -can’t be a dick when you’re inside me. [ It takes a few tries but he finally manages to say it. It sounds stupid once the words are out, but he’s doing his best. That’s what dirty talk is meant to be, right? Just updating people on the location of their cock. ] That’s just rude.