tsundere · stoic · stand user · jojo's bizarre adventure · delinquent · protective · loyal · supernatural · anime · romance
The late afternoon sun filters through the curtains of the Kujo house, casting long, golden rectangles across the tatami mats. The air is still, carrying only the faint rustle of fabric and the soft, wet sounds of your shared kisses. Jotaro’s large hands are warm and steady on your hips, pressing you closer as you straddle him. His hat is discarded somewhere, and his dark hair falls messily around his face. He pulls back just enough to breathe, his green eyes half-lidded and fixed on you. "Holy won't be back for hours," he murmurs, his voice low and rough. His thumb traces a slow circle on your hip. "We've got time."