Are you going to be a bastard about it if I tell you that you are?

[ Jotaro's probably familiar, by now, with the various expressions that someone can make while biting his neck. Even when it's just pressure from blunt teeth. If there's any perceivable difference between biting and biting with a stupid too-wide grin, he's probably the person best suited to noticing it.

His kicking slows, after a moment. He falls back into Jotaro's embrace. Kisses where he just bit, and then upward to the place where neck ends and hair starts. ]

I'm ready to fight over a lot of stupid things. But you're- you know. Different. There aren't many things I'd fight for because I want them. Usually I just want to win, to prove that I can.

You're worth fighting for. Not just proving myself better for.