[Fuck, he's strong. The grip makes him gasp, bucking almost in confusion at how tight and near painful the hold is, but also just the contact and how much he likes it. Being put into his place. Good.]
If you'll even be able to make me come. [Abbacchio growls out the words, but his body quivers against Jotaro's, not disguising how turned on he is.]
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If you'll even be able to make me come. [Abbacchio growls out the words, but his body quivers against Jotaro's, not disguising how turned on he is.]