[That's actually the source of the problem, though, isn't it, that Jotaro is doing things and causing sexy meaningful emotional problems on purpose. That even tied up and exhausted he's still not altogether without resources. That it's still elating just to have his face held in Hierophant's careful hands while glowing alien eyes bore tenderly into his, and to know that the fluctuations in his patterns are a language all their own even if it's one that he can't yet comprehend.
There's no mistaking the wet feeling that presses against his bare abdomen where Kakyoin's face is, though. Maybe it's sweat. Maybe it's saliva. Maybe it's tears. There's no telling, but it really doesn't matter, does it?]
Show him what it does to me, Hierophant. Show him how it makes me feel when he lets me get him off.
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[That's actually the source of the problem, though, isn't it, that Jotaro is doing things and causing sexy meaningful emotional problems on purpose. That even tied up and exhausted he's still not altogether without resources. That it's still elating just to have his face held in Hierophant's careful hands while glowing alien eyes bore tenderly into his, and to know that the fluctuations in his patterns are a language all their own even if it's one that he can't yet comprehend.
There's no mistaking the wet feeling that presses against his bare abdomen where Kakyoin's face is, though. Maybe it's sweat. Maybe it's saliva. Maybe it's tears. There's no telling, but it really doesn't matter, does it?]
Show him what it does to me, Hierophant. Show him how it makes me feel when he lets me get him off.