[The remark is idle, designed to be distracting, and so is the way his newly-freed hand sneaks between their bodies to pet Kakyoin's length through the drape of his bunched-up skirt. It's as much to be a brat as it is for the sake of the unusual stimulation, but he's tried similar things of his own, before — touching himself through silk and satin, experimenting with texture and temperature — and he's always liked it, so maybe Kakyoin will, too.
Regardless, it's all a pretext to keep him preoccupied while Jotaro rearranges them, getting his legs into position so that he'll have the leverage to actually raise his hips instead of just shifting his weight.
Unexpectedly, his voice drops to a whisper.]
This is what you've been waiting for...right...?
[As he says it, he gives his hips a little hitch, smooth but firm in a motion that lifts Kakyoin up a fraction and drops him back down again.]
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[The remark is idle, designed to be distracting, and so is the way his newly-freed hand sneaks between their bodies to pet Kakyoin's length through the drape of his bunched-up skirt. It's as much to be a brat as it is for the sake of the unusual stimulation, but he's tried similar things of his own, before — touching himself through silk and satin, experimenting with texture and temperature — and he's always liked it, so maybe Kakyoin will, too.
Regardless, it's all a pretext to keep him preoccupied while Jotaro rearranges them, getting his legs into position so that he'll have the leverage to actually raise his hips instead of just shifting his weight.
Unexpectedly, his voice drops to a whisper.]
This is what you've been waiting for...right...?
[As he says it, he gives his hips a little hitch, smooth but firm in a motion that lifts Kakyoin up a fraction and drops him back down again.]