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“Augggggghhhhh!” Joseph groaned, stretching out after a long day of practice, his back muscles flexing with the movement as soap duds ran down his body. Caesar glanced over, tutting at the sight.
“Goodness, Jojo. All you do is complain. This is why Lisa Lisa makes you wear that damn muzzle like the dog you are.” He huffed, rubbing soap into his hair.
“Hah?” Joseph side-eyed the blond. “Now, all I’ve done is stretch. If I were really complaining, you’d be jumping off this damn island by now. But goodness… that Lisa Lisa really is a damn wretch. Her training might as well be capital punishment!”
Joseph went on and on about his gripes with Lisa Lisa. Caesar gave up on responding and let his eyes wander.
I’d never admit it… But Jojo’s gotten so much better at Hamon. Never better than me, of course- but…
His eyes wandered, tracing down his torso. Green eyes lidded slightly as they ran over sun-tanned pecs and abs.
Caesar worked his lip absentmindedly, watching how those biceps flexed with his movements while washing himself.
Caesar didn’t know what had gotten over him. For a long time, he considered Joseph a brain-dead muscle man… but now? He could barely take his eyes off that body.
“ -Like, I swear that damn instructor has a personal loathing for me! He never gets on your pretty-boy ass! And- Caesar! Are you even listening to me?” Joseph snapped his fingers in front of Caesar.
The blond huffed and met his eyes.
“Of course not, I’m drowning out the sound of a huffy gnat in my ear.” Caesar snapped back, but there was no force behind it.
Caesar stared at the way Joseph's hair stuck to his face when it was wet. Regularly- it looked… interesting to say the least. Styled in that odd, long bangs way Joseph insisted on.
But when it was like this, Caesar could barely take his eyes off the other man.
He drowned out how Joseph continued on his rant about the “cruelty” of their training.
“I mean- it seems counterintuitive, to just beat on me all the damn time- when all I really need is to get more control over my breathing!” Joseph huffed, rubbing his face with the soap, before washing off.
The water led Caesar’s eyes downward; he bit his lip before focusing on Joseph's words again.
“Breathing?” Caesar hummed, tapping his chin teasingly. “Well, good for you, you’re speaking to a man who knows how to do that splendidly.”
He crossed his arms, cocking his brow. “If you’re up for the challenge, of course.”
Joseph perked up, leaning in. “Oh yeah? With the instructor or something? Yeesh- I’m sick of that guy.”
“Ah, ah, ah. Just you and me, Jojo.” Caesar hummed, flicking some of Joseph's wet hair off his face.
“My room? So it's a… no stress environment.” He snapped, slicking back his own hair.
“Hm.” Joseph hummed; that annoying little part of him was excited to spend some more time with Caesar, even with the threat of the rings around his throat and heart. But just Caesar and him in a room? He felt a warm pit in his stomach start to form, and a grin broke on his face.
“Fine then. Only if you prove to be a truly excellent teacher!” Joseph huffed, tugging Caesar out by the wrist.
Caesar bit his lip as his eyes wandered, letting himself be dragged off to the locker room, where both of them practically lunged into their outfits.
“It will be worth your while, don’t you dare question the integrity of a Zeppeli!” Caesar crossed his arms as he walked down the hall, tightening the bandana around his damp hair.
The tension increased as they walked next to each other, both looking forward. Joseph could feel a bead of sweat building on his forehead, and Caesar was working his lip between his teeth. Neither commented.
Caesar... what are you planning? god... you... You look so beautiful when you work your lip like that-
The hell? What was I thinking- Jojo... get your head out of the gutter!
As the door clicked shut to Caesar's surprisingly cozy room, Joseph finally broke the silence.
“Caesar… we could have done this training anywhere- and- didn’t Lisa Lisa say something about separating relaxation spaces from training–” He choked out.
The brunette worked his throat, rubbing his lip as he averted his gaze.
Caesar lunged at him, hesitating slightly before they lock lips.
Joseph gasped into the kiss before reciprocating. They started hesitantly- kissing softly, Caesar's kitten licks on his own. Before they picked up the pace, Joseph breathed raggedly as he opened his mouth around a gasp. Caesar slipped his tongue in,
Joseph groaned, letting Caesar take control. Caesar was the more experienced one after all. His hands were tracing down Caesar's form tentatively. He gripped Caesar's waist before one bold hand gripped his ass. Caesar huffed, biting the other's tongue, before soothing it with his own, eliciting a soft groan from Joseph, who tilted his head for better access to Caesar's mouth and tongue.
Caesar panted as he licked into the warm heat of Joseph's mouth. It was messy, their teeth clicking together. Joseph groaned, backing Caesar into his plush bed, breaking their connection to shove the blond down onto it. He stared down at him for a few moments, licking his slightly swollen lips.
“Yer a good kisser.” Joseph managed to say. Rubbing the residual spit from his lip.
His eyes feasted on Caesar's body. He wanted to see that perfect composure snap. Wanted to hear that teasing lilt that Caesar always used degrade into whimpers and moans, he wanted to taste him- touch him- be inside of him. He felt a flush rise along his neck and cheeks, his breathing ragged as he took in the visual of Caesar.
Caesar was blushing hard, hands linked behind Joseph's neck. He licked his lip and kissed the tip of Joseph's nose, licking along the ridge.
“You look like a dog. Panting and twitching,” Caesar hissed, but Joseph could tell he was nervous under that confident veneer. “You aren’t so bad yourself, Jojo.”
Joseph did look like a dog; a heavy blush made his cheeks, ears, and neck quite red. His eyes lidded as his palms traced under Caesar's shirt, dragging up his sides to hold his back. His breathing was ragged and desperate, a faint trail of drool down his chin from the force of their kiss.
“I wanna…. Wanna…” Joseph pursed his lip, somehow getting even redder.
“You think I’d let you fuck me that easy?” Caesar huffed. Crossing his arms, tilting his head back.
Joseph groaned, digging his face into Caesar's chest. He licked pathetically along the other's sternum before snuffling into the hollow of his throat.
“Please… please Caesarino… I know you’re desperate for it too…” Joseph sniffled, mouthing at Caesar's neck. Grinding against the shorter man’s hip.
He groaned out, biting down against his jugular.
“Mngg..” Caesar panted, sending out a hamon bubble to switch the light switch off. “Fuck- fuck… first… You gotta get me off first. I'll teach you- don't you worry, Jojo."
Joseph jumped into action, head trailing kisses down Caesar's torso, before it reached his crotch. He nuzzled in, inhaling deeply. His head swam as he licked at the tented fabric.
Caesar’s hands shook as they quickly worked down his belt and fly, pulling his cock out. Joseph groaned at the sight. His nose quickly buried into the blond curls down there.
“Caesar… you smell so good.” Joseph whimpered as he inhaled deeply.
Caesar smelt of a warm, faintly floral musk. Joseph licked up the underside of the length before taking just the tip into his mouth. His tongue was swirling teasingly. Before he took Caesar deep.
The blond yeowled, a gloved hand clapping over his mouth as his head fell back, lips parted around a keening moan.
Joseph's mouth was wet, hot, god- it was perfect. It felt like heaven.
It was rough, sloppy, teethy at times, and it was exactly what Caesar needed. Joseph hummed; the sensation made Caesar go wild. He started bobbing his head, taking the blond deep- pull back- slammed back down.
Caesar felt himself hit the back of Joseph’s throat. The man sobbed out, back arching under the sensation; he wouldn’t last long like this.
“Jojo- Jojo! I’m- I’m gonna—” Caesar gasped out, bucking up into Joseph's mouth.
Joseph whimpered as he felt Caesar’s seed burst up into his mouth. He swallowed, licking the twitching length as he pulled off.
Caesar was left shivering; the heat across his body had just multiplied, eyes hazy. He licked his lips, tasting the salt left by Joseph’s lips. He moaned at the taste.
“Caesarino…” Joseph breathed out, tracing down the length of his jaw with his tongue. “You look cute all worked up, you know that?”
Caesar huffed, flicking him before he leaned up and kissed him, his tongue plunging into his mouth and tasting his own release in the warm heat.
“You’ve swooned me enough, Jojo. You’ve earned it.” Caesar panted out before starting to shimmy out of his pants.
Joseph groaned at the sight before excitedly helping Caesar along with the action. He yanked the pants all the way down before tossing them over his shoulder.
“Those were my best training pants- you damn animal-” He was cut off with Joseph’s tongue working deep into his taint. Joseph lapped long strokes along him, arms yanking Caesar's thighs up and apart.
“Mghh- Caesarino- tastes… mghh…. good,” He panted into the curve of Caesar’s ass. Eyes lidded, face flushed, before diving back in with a quickness.
Caesar squirmed and spasmed, legs linking over Joseph's head. The man groaned out as he felt the wet heat of Joseph’s tongue working him open. He bit his lip, hands flexing and clawing at the sheets.
“Damn… Beast- instantly going for there? You greedy Jojo.” Caesar panted, helping Joseph as he scrabbled to take his gloves off while being face-first in Caesar’s ass. The moment his fingers were freed, he worked both his tongue and two fingers in tandem to loosen Caesar open for him.
Caesar moaned, back arching up as he bit his lip. He spread himself wider for Joseph’s invasions. He panted, eyes lidded as he flushed, the view of the ceiling seemed to wobble- it felt so good.
Joseph squeezed Caesar's thigh, licking a long trail up the pale, thick, flushed skin.
“Caesar… May I?” He breathed out, eyes desperate and pleading. “Please…”
Caesar nodded, leaning up to kiss the corner of those plush lips, before lying back down. He tugged his shirt off, Joseph’s thumb working over a pink, flushed nipple. His other hand tracing over the constellation of light brown freckles scattered across Caesar's chest.
“Pretty freckles, pretty face, hatechu.” Joseph groaned before kissing and biting at one of the pebbled buds. He pulled off, tugging his own shirt off quickly. He wanted to be as close to Caesar as possible; he needed to.
He hummed as he worshiped over Caesar's chest, before trailing open-mouthed kisses downward. They were both ready, he was sure of it.
Joseph leaned in for one last kiss before he worked his pants off, tossing them off the bed into whatever other piles of clothes had accumulated from their actions. His cock sprang out, thick and leaking. A bead of precum already forming at the tip.
“God… will that beast even fit inside me, Jojo?” Caesar snorted, spreading his legs wider to accommodate. Joseph leaned in instantly, working the head of his length to nudge Caesar’s entrance. “Promise you’ll let me fuck you next time.” He breathed out, head lolling to the side.
“Can do, Caesarino… love to see your… gods- pretty face all worked up with exertion.” Joseph choked out as he worked the tip in. He took a deep breath, squeezing Caesar’s hips tight, before ramming deep, bottoming out in one quick motion.
Caesar’s eyes snapped open, his mouth falling open as he gasped out. He felt full, like Joseph was rubbing up against his damn lungs from the inside. He growled, glowering up at Joseph as the other man whimpered at the feeling of being in his wet heat.
“Caesarino- please- Caesar- can I move? Please- I need to move-” He gasped out, eyes hazy and lust-drunk. His hips made pathetic little twitches as he held himself back from moving.
“Yes- yes. Move- don’t make me wait!” Caesar groaned, patting Joseph's thigh.
The brunette whimpered with relief before starting a desperate rhythm, deep, breathtaking strokes paired with shallow, quick thrusts. Caesar hissed, his nails scraping down Joseph’s biceps.
“Caesar…! God- feels so good- so, so good… you’re so awesome!” Joseph gasped out as he moved, his rhythm stuttering as Caesar tugged him down for a kiss to muffle his own moans. Joseph sobbed out at the dual sensation of Caesar's blistering hot, tight channel and the assault of his tongue in his mouth.
“Jojo… you’re drooling all over me, dog.” Caesar hummed, grinding back to meet Joseph’s thrusts, grabbing Joseph’s head and pushing him back against his chest.
“Suck, dog, or are you too worked up with my ass?” Caesar teased, clenching his hole tight- eliciting a keening moan from Joseph.
“So- so mean, Caesarino…” Joseph sobbed, licking and sucking at Caesar’s chest. His hips bucked into the blond's heat; the double assault of pleasure and movement was mind-numbing. His eyes watered as he grabbed Caesar's hips harder, rubbing his head into Caesar's chest as he picked up the pace, the force of his thrusts rattling the bedframe.
"Caesar- you see this?" Joseph groaned, thrusting hard with his words. "You're mine- my Caesarino..!" He gasped out, moaning as Caesar tightened around his cock.
"I'm yours?! psh- You're mine, Jojo." Caesar snarled, grabbing Joseph's face and spearing his tongue between those kiss-swollen lips. Joseph moaned against his mouth, hips stuttering against Caesar's hole helplessly.
Caesar… you’re so cruel- god- it's making me want to cum!
Caesar gripped Joseph’s hair and yanked his head back. Panting softly, before he licked his lips.
“You’re close, I can feel it, Jojo.” He crooned, “Let's switch-” He cut himself off with a grunt of effort as he flipped the two of them over. Straddling Joseph, he kissed him deep as he started riding him.
Joseph yowled out in pleasure, his back arching at the rough movements, eyes rolling back as his hands clawed into Caesar's hips; the force of it would certainly bruise in the morning.
Caesar held back most of his moans with a bite to his lip. He hissed as he steadied himself, hands scrabbled for purchase against the broad expanse of Joseph’s chest. He started rocking his hips up and down, driving himself down on Joseph’s hard length. He moaned out. The feel of Joseph’s cock inside him was intense.
“Jojo- fuck… you’re so- so big..” Caesar gasped. “Psh… the audacity of it.” He choked out. Bouncing up and down on the thick length within him. Joseph’s hips canting up to meet the downward movements.
Caesar bit his lip, leaning down to bite hard over the Joestar birthmark on Joseph's shoulder. The brunette moaned out, arching underneath him.
“Caesar- Caesar! please- please! I’m close- I’m so close!” Joseph sobbed out, hands spasming against Caesar’s waist, hips losing rhythm as he rutted up into Caesar’s ass.
“Cum, Jojo… cum for me.” Caesar hissed, clutching his walls around Joseph’s length as he ground down. He was close too, his head was swimming with heat and the force of holding back loud moans for his pride.
Caesar came, growling out as he creamed all over Joseph's chest and stomach, his hips twitched weakly as he went through the motions of his orgasm.
The mere sight of Caesar coming undone sent Joseph hurtling toward his own edge. Seeing those gorgeous green eyes hazy and rolling up with ecstasy, those kiss-swollen lips bitten raw. it destroyed him.
Joseph screamed out, head lolling back as he lost it. His hips jerking and twitching as he let loose into Caesar’s hole, hot splashes of cum pumped into the blond, his eyes rolled back as he ground down harder, milking Joseph for all he had. Cum dripped out around where the two were connected. Caesar smirked slightly and lazily scooped some up where it dribbled out.
"Taste... darling Jojo. Taste our mutual destruction." He gasped out, pressing his fingers to Joseph's lips, where he began to suck obediently, whimpering softly as Caesar's hips gyrated against his own slowly.
Caesar sighed contentedly at the sight of Joseph so thoroughly wrecked, he ground down one more time before letting exhaustion take over him.
Caesar slumped down onto Joseph with a soft "oof", the two sharing a sloppy kiss before the blond rolled over, gently pulling Joseph’s softening cock out of him. The two lay there for a moment, bathing in post-orgasmic bliss.
“Caesar…” Joseph mumbled, “That was… fuckin’ awesome.”
Caesar just grunted, nuzzling into Joseph. His head notched under the brunettes, a hand tracing over his hip.
Joseph smiled gently, managing to shift slightly despite his exhaustion to accommodate the blond better.
“You’re cute when you’re all tired, aren’t ya Caesarino?” He hummed, a hand carding through Caesar's hair as his other cradled his back.
“Shut up!”
“You adore me.”
“Don’t.”
“Whatever you say, darling.”
Joseph got a pinch in the nipple for that, he yelped, but laughed. He nuzzled into Caesar’s blond locks, inhaling deeply. This warmth… this peace, he could lie with this man forever. He linked his arm around Caesar’s back, feeling Caesar’s hands gently trace over his own back.
“Goodnight, love,” Caesar whispered, kissing his sternum gently.
“Goodnight, Caesarino.” Joseph kissed him on the forehead.
Joseph lay there, listening to Caesar's soft breathing; something told him to cherish it. Remember this feeling, keep it close to his heart, as close as that damn ring was. He felt content, warm, cherished. And listening to Caesar’s breathing finally even out, he knew the other man felt the same.
Joseph shut his eyes, taking in the scent of sex, Caesar’s fancy shampoo, and underneath that, Caesar's natural scent. He sighed, a small smile twisting his lips as he finally drifted off.