[That's one easy way of figuring out how Abbacchio likes to be touched, Jotaro muses to himself as he strips down out of the rest of his clothes, folding them neatly and ducking out to find Abbacchio's bedroom and toss them lightly onto the nearest open space he can find in there. Really, he's just making excuses to kill time and give Abbacchio a chance to work, but it also serves the practical purpose of reminding him to make sure there are two towels waiting for them in the bathroom for when they're done, instead of just one.
When he finally returns, he enters silently, walking into the middle of the room and just standing there to watch Abbacchio a little. The man doesn't waste time, does he? He went right for his ass and got to work. The nipple is an interesting choice, too; he catalogues that for later.
He's been pretty quiet, overall. If Abbacchio isn't paying attention, if he's really getting into it, he might not even notice he's back yet.]
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When he finally returns, he enters silently, walking into the middle of the room and just standing there to watch Abbacchio a little. The man doesn't waste time, does he? He went right for his ass and got to work. The nipple is an interesting choice, too; he catalogues that for later.
He's been pretty quiet, overall. If Abbacchio isn't paying attention, if he's really getting into it, he might not even notice he's back yet.]