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Caesar held Joseph’s hand as blood flowed out of his nose and dripped from his facial wounds into the sand. Joseph held his head.

“It’s ok, I can heal you” Joseph prayed Caesar couldn’t tell his hands were shaking. He hated seeing his love like this. Quickly the soap bubbles surrounded his face and cleaned his wounds, Joseph’s hamom starting to close cuts.

“This is going to hurt, I’m gonna reset your nose. I’m sorry” Joseph said quietly. He gave Caesar no warning before moving in and quickly snapping his nose back into place, using the hamon he had left to ease the pain. Caesar groaned and the bleeding stopped. The bubbles were turning ruddy with blood as they cleaned around his eyes, slowly allowing him to see.

“It’s ok, you were wounded but now you’re ok.” Joseph said, more to himself than Caesar. He was oversimplifying like a child but he really didn’t care.

“Are you hurt?” Caesar asked weakly. Joseph ignored the searing pain in his bicep and thigh and shook his head no. He would be fine, this wasn’t about him.

“I’m ok. Lisa Lisa took care of Wahmu for now and we’re getting back to the island.” Joeseph let out all in one breath, exhausted.

Caesar understood slowly, things were coming back. “Ok. Ok. Thank you. I’m sorry I couldn’t fight.” His voice was scratchy and genuinely sorry. Joeseph felt bad.

“It’s taken care of.” Joseph reassured him and picked him up bridal style with his head buried in his neck. Caesar groaned with the movement and clutched absently at Joseph’s shirt.

“Coach?” Joseph called and Lisa Lisa jogged over, taking in the scene.

“It’s he alright?” She asks frantically, hands already trying to assess pulse and whatnot.

“Yes, let’s go.” Joseph said firmly and they both rushed through the sandy wreckage of the building and headed for the island. Lisa Lisa refused to leave Caesar’s side.

Luckily there was a car and a gonalda waiting for them, bandages and salves already out and ready for the carnage.

Joseph held Caesar in his lap the whole way, the blond man conscious but tired and weak. They held gentle conversation about wine and pasta. Lisa Lisa fretted and clutched his weak and pale hands. This was her student, someone she’d watched grow past the point she ever thought he could.

That night Joseph considered praying to a god he didn’t know if he believed in to thank him for keeping Caesar safe. He’d washed his body and tended to his wounds and laid him in his bed, bandages covering anything he didn’t have the energy to heal.

And they were ok.

Caesar got up and ate breakfast with them the next morning, the only proof of the fight being the bandages and cuts already beginning to scar.

They moved on.

They fought and lost other battles. It brought them closer. They were tired and worn out but they were brothers.

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Caesar and Lisa Lisa went on a day trip and left Jojo to struggle with his mask and practice hamon channeling. They’d left him with glasses of water and delicate vials, his task was transferring the water without spilling any and not breaking the vials. Joeseph just poured the water in, cleaned up, and set the vials in their holder. Suzie Q washed dishes and Joseph ignored his real assignment to flirt with her and ‘help’ organize the kitchen. They had a littant of spices and Jojo occupies himself with putting them in alphabetical order, calling Suzie a spicy cinnamon cookie or a snickerdoodle. She laughed at him and enjoyed the compliments.

The flirting was empty and Suzie knew it, but it was friendly and it was fun to keep his skills sharp. They joked about having an affair, about how Lisa Lisa and Caesar would feel. She joking said Caesar would be jealous and Jojo froze.

“He doesn’t like me though, we fight all the time.” JoJo chuckled awkwardly. A blush started creeping onto his ears.

“Of course he does, he only does that to flirt with you, you know. That ‘sparring’ with you all the time?” She looked at him and did quotation marks around the ‘sparring.’ “I think he just likes touching your ass.” Jojo feigned being scandalizes for a second before genuinely wondering something. Now that he was thinking about it, Caesar was always quiet to dig his fingernails into his hips or bite him.

“He’s not gay though, right?” He asked tenetively. Suzie laughed again.

“He is the most openly bisexual man on the planet, dummy.” She hit him playfully with a wooden spoon. Jojo turned around waved his ass.

“Careful suzie, I like getting spanked.” He joked. Mostly joked. Suzie smacked him on the ass with the spoon. He giggled.

“You tease.” Jojo winked, getting her to blush and put the wooden spoon down.

“That’s me” he grinned stupidly with his white teeth. His smile faltered just a little. “Seriously though?” He asked hopefully. “Do you think he likes me?”

Suzie giggled. “Yes, you oaf. He told me so.” She said in a sing song voice. Joeseph felt himself blush harder. God this was a stupid conversation.

“Oh. I don’t really know what do do with that.” Joseph breathed out, smiling to himself. Caesar liked men? He inwardly wondered if Caesar had more experience than him. He’d only kissed a guy in a bar one time and he was borderline blackout drunk.

“Well do you like him back?” Suzie stuck out her tongue at him. Childish.

“This sounds so much like middle school.” He complained. He was still smiling, the stupid express stuck on his face.

“But do you?” Suzie leaned with her elbows against the counter. She looked serious now.

“I guess.” Joeseph admitted. “He’s fun to spar with and I saved his life that one time.” He recounted, mostly joking but serious to himself. He had no idea what wouldn’t happened to Caesar had he not been there.

“You’re perfect for each other!” She exclaimed and nearly squealed when Caesar and Lisa Lisa opened the door.

“Oh, hello Caesar and Lisa Lisa!” She said waving, ever so bubbly and giggling like she knew something.

“Shut up” Joseph mouthed to her. Lisa Lisa gabe him a knowing look. He pretended it didn’t happen and looked for Caesar.

Caesar strode in, bag in hand. “I picked up some things from the market.” He produce a squash and a fresh bushel of tomatoes. He didn’t really eat tomatoes, something about being too acidic, but he knew Suzie liked them. He winked at her when she accepted the gift. Joseph was a little jealous.

Caesar turned his attention to the eager brunette. “I also got us a little something for later, don’t tell coach.” Caesar said quietly while Lisa Lisa unwound her scarf and hung up her coat. Joseph was excited.

“Ok.” He said stupidly. Caesar always made him look stupid. He didn’t mind.

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Later that night, after dinner and showers, Caesar slipped into Joseph’s room smelling like his lilac and lavender shampoo. He produced a brown paper back he had kept under his robe.

“I brought wine for us to share, you ever drink?” Caesar asked, looking fucking heavenly in the low lighting. Jojo snorted even though he really didn’t have much experience.

He was tired from a hard practice and his muscles ached, hopefully the wine would help.

“Of course I have.” He lied.

Caesar nodded and produced two glasses from Jojo’s closet. He hadn’t noticed those, maybe they were standard on air suplena rooms. Lisa Lisa was certainly a character.

“Good, I hate drinking with beginners.” Caesar commented and poured until the wine glass was nearly full to the top. Joseph blushed and accepted the drink.

“Well I mean-“ he started but Caesar cut him off.

“I know, I’m just teasing you.” He chuckled and poured himself roughly the same amount. “I’m only giving you this much because you’re like 200 kilos of muscle and I’m sure a regular portion wouldn’t do anything. And I want to have a good time tonight.” He added playfully. Joseph felt his heart beat quicken.

“Fuck you, I’m 100 kilos.” He said, ignoring the last part and tipping the glass back into his mouth. The wine was sweet and bitter, he didn’t have to steel himself like he did when drinking tequila. It burned on the way down and settled in his stomach. It was alright, he still didn’t like alcohol much when he wasn’t eating something with it.

“Good?” Caesar looked at him expectantly and drank from his own glass.

“Yeah, it’s alright.” He said, wincing very slightly at the aftertaste of alcohol.

“Alright? Caro mio, I spent too many Lira on this for it to be just ‘alright’.” Caesar said teasingly and Joseph felt a little bad. “This was brewed in a local vineyard by expert winemakers.” He lied through his teeth. He had no idea where the wine was from, but it did cost a pretty penny.

“Sorry, I guess I don’t understand you Italians.” He shrugged and went to drink again despite it slightly upsetting his stomach.

“Slow down Jojo, I don’t want you getting sick.” Caesar warned while taking another drink himself.

“Please, I’m fine. I’m a Joestar.” Joseph took a small drink and suppressed a cringe.

“Sure, I just don’t want you throwing up on me.” Caesar stretched out on the bed and undid his robe. He had a light flush riding down his chest and his hair was starting to dry, curling a little at the edges. He was fucking gorgeous. And he had the balls to walk into Jojo’s room only in his boxers and robe. Shit.

“I won’t.” Joseph set his glass on the nightstand and stretched out with Caesar. He was in his night clothes, tight shorts and a loose cropped shirt he knew showed off his abs. He flexed his toes in the sheets. “You know, I’m half tempted to invite Suzie to join us.” He said, really just trying to get his mind off how beautiful Caesar was. It was killing him.

“Suzie? God no, she’d tell coach in an instant.” Caesar looked at him seriously. “I don’t want Lisa Lisa yelling at me for weakening your resolve or anything.”

“Oh please, she wouldn’t.” Joseph smiled.

“Yes she would.” Caesar said quickly and firmly. “Besides, I just wanted it to be you and me tonight.” Caesar looked at him through his eyelashes. Fuck, was that on purpose? Bedroom eyes, that’s what that look was. Joseph gulped.

“Ok, I mean I’m not complaining.” Joseph blushed and grabbed his glass, drinking until it was nearly empty.

“What did I just say about slowing down?” He chastised jokingly and finished off his own glass.

“Shut up.” Joseph moved onto his side so he was facing Caesar completely. “Hypocrite.” He gestured at Caesar’s glass.

“I’m just keeping, mio caro.” He explained and put a defensive hand up.

“What does that mean anyway? Mi caro?” He pronounced it wrong. Caesar smiled.

“My dear.” He looked at the ceiling when he said it. Joseph felt his head beat in his ears.

“Oh.”

“It’s just something I say, don’t get any ideas.” He backtracked, chuckling.

“I’m not.” Joseph playfully hit him on the shoulder. Caesar schooched a little closer. Joseph felt the alcohol clouding his vision and rescission making slightly. He openly drank in the sight of Caesar, pale thighs and throat, strong arms that he’d seen slaughter now relaxed and just supporting him on the bed. He made lingering eye contact.

“What are you looking at?” Caesar questioned, but with no heat.

“Are you wearing makeup?” Joseph leaned closer to inspect Caesar’s face. His skin was so even and his eyelashes were dark and long. His lips were plush and red. The scars and cuts that once littered his face were pale and borderline non existent.

“What? No.” Caesar laughed. “I mean sometimes, but no Jojo I did not put makeup on after my shower to come drink with you. That’s ridiculous.” Joseph just continued his gazing, not really caring if it was unnerving Caesar. He looked like he was enjoying it, smiling and a little pink.

“You’re beautiful.” Joseph said bluntly, a sudden rush of confidence. Suzie’s words rang in his head.

Of course he likes you, he told me so.

“Are you drunk already?” Caesar questioned.

“No, just a little.. I don’t know. Comfortable.” He admitted. Ok, he was kinda drunk. But Caesar didn’t need to know that. Caesar got up off the bed.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to-“ he started, panicking a little. Shit, he shouldn’t have called him beautiful. That was weird. Caesar wasn’t interested in him like that.

“I’m getting more wine, dummy.” He reassured him. “And thanks, sorta of a weird thing to say to a man but I appreciate it.” He grabbed Joseph’s glass and filled it again.

“Well… you are. You’re blond and your skin is nice and you always look like you have mascara on.” He explained, a little shocked at how open he was being.

“You like blonds?” He joked. “I see you looking at Suzie Q.”

“What? No, you’re just.. fuck you man. “ he laughed and took a deep swig, watching Caesar do the same once he’d filled his glass as well.

“I’m kidding, you’re fine.” He climbed back onto the bed, god he looked amazing with his muscles flexed, he was pale but definitely had somewhat of a tan going from sparring outside. “You’re pretty hot yourself, I bet you get the pick of the ladies.” Joseph looked at him, shocked. He didn’t have anything to say to that.

“Or, if you’re not into girls that’s cool, whoever.” He backtracked, taking Jojo’s silence as a hint he was getting something wrong.

“Oh uh, I don’t know about that. I guess ladies do like me.” He shrugged, avoiding the statement about liking guys. It wasn’t good enough for Caesar.

“Have you ever… been with a man?” Caesar asked carefully, clearly testing the waters and not trying to freak Joseph out.

“No,” he said quickly. Fuck, that came out way too defensive. “I mean, I haven’t had the opportunity, but I might try it with the right person.” He said quietly. He didn’t really know what he was comfortable with but Caesar made his heart quicken like no girl even had. Shit, did he like guys? No, not really. No other man had ever caught his eye quite like Caesar. Maybe it’s because Caesar kinda looked like a girl and he’d saved his life and all that.

“Mmm, keep me posted.” Caesar said softly and took another drink.

“What? Why?” Joseph scrambled, Caesar had no right being so suave, making him look like an ass.

“Jojo seriously, you don’t know?” He looked at Joseph with a somewhat unreadable expression.

“Know what..?” Joseph had to keep himself from stuttering. Shit his face was red. In one gulp he finished his second glass of wine, a tiny bit dripping from his lips.

“I like men.” He deadpanned, waiting for Jojo to react. He didn’t really. “And women I guess, but that’s more for show. I’ll never turn down a hookup though so I guess I’ve slept with more women.”

“Yeah, yeah that’s cool.” Jojo nodded. He was still processing. Shit, if Suzie was right about that she could be right about other things.

“You seriously didn’t know?” He questioned again.

“Suzie Q might’ve mentioned it off hand.” He said. Shit, we’re his words kinda slurring? He didn’t think he drank that much, maybe the wine was strong.

“Someone has to teach that girl to not go spilling everyone’s secrets,” Caesar huffed, a little hurt. “She should know I could be attacked if something like that got out.” He absently rubbed a thumb over a scar on his stomach. They probably weren’t related, Jojo told himself even though he thought he knew how he got it.

“I’m so sorry.” Joseph said quietly, suddenly deadly serious and staring into his glass.

“About what?”

“About you possibly being assaulted for being into guys, that’s terrifying.” Jojo laid all the way down on his back, looking at Caesar meaningfully.

“Thanks,” he sighed and leaned closer to Jojo. “You get used to it I guess, and it’s worth it I suppose if I get to be with someone I love.” He shrugged.

“Still.” Joseph pressed and grabbed Caesar’s hand. “It’s fucked up, just like Smokey. Someone tried to have him thrown out of a restaurant for simply eating there.” Caesar squeezed his hand.

“You’re a good man Jojo, but foolish sometimes. This has been going on forever.” He swallowed and leaned a little closer. Joseph could see his emerald green eyes up close. Fuck, he could get lost like that. The wine wasn’t helping.

“I just care about you.” He whispered before leaning in and pressing their lips together softly. Caesar hummed and pushed back up against him. His lips were so soft and he could feel his heart in his throat, fluttering like a hummingbird. A hand cupped Joseph’s face. He pulled back and watched for a response. When nothing came he started to get nervous, Caesar’s expression unreadable.

“I’m sorry-“ he started and was cut off by Caesar lurching forward and sealed their lips together again. It was a hard, almost bruising kiss, and Joseph poured his heart into it. Everything he’d wanted to say but was too shy, thinking about Caesar’s lean body in battle, his kind heart, their playful and flirty banter that’d all been leading up to this. Joseph’s hand found Caesar’s warm as bare chest. He could feel his heartbeat as well, quick but steady. They fit together perfectly and Joseph loved the feeling of Caesar breathing against his face. Caesar pulled back and kissed his cheek.

“Stop apologizing.” Caesar whispered. “Now, Jojo. Do you wish to continue this?”

Joseph gulped.

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“Continue?” Joseph’s voice came out gravely. He cleared his throat.

Caesar pulled back and sighed a little.

“I mean, was that… good for you?” He rested his hands on his stomach. He sounded hesitant.

“Yeah!” Joseph burst out, all too eagerly. “I’d like to uh. Do that again if that’s cool.”

“Of course, dolcezzo” Caesar started, leaning forward and looking sultry. “But do you want any more than that? I’d just like to clarify so we’re on the same page.” Caesar sounded desperate but also a little exasperated.

“I- yeah. I want more, that sounds good.” Joseph breathed. The wine was definitely getting to him. “I don’t really know.. anything.” He admitted. He felt hazy but he’d do anything for this to last.

“Well we already knew that.” Caesar teased, breaking the tension a little. Joseph laughed and blushed.

“I mean I’ve never really done anything with a guy.” Joseph said softly. Caesar cupped his face and pressed their lips together. Joseph keened.

“That’s ok. We’ll just do what you’re comfortable with, alright?” Caesar said reassuringly. Joseph nodded.

“Thanks, and I mean I’m-“ he hesitated. He was holding something back.

“What? Gattino” Caesar smiled knowingly. Joseph sighed.

“I’m up for pretty much anything.” He got out before Caesar slid into his lap easily. His thighs on either side of Joseph’s hips. Joseph propped himself up on his elbows.

“I look forward to it.” Caesar said with their forehead pressed together. Joseph wound his arms expertly around Caesar and brought him down to kiss him again. This time he swiped a tongue on Caesar’s bottom lip and sighed when Caesar’s tongue slid against his. This part was easy, holding Caesar and kissing him senseless, just how he’d wanted to all this time on the island. He was using his experience with girls but this was different, Caesar was stronger and more solid. Joseph could feel hard muscle under his palms instead of soft curves. Someone of his own stature kissing against him and settling on his hips. It was intoxicating.

Joseph experimentally rolled his hips into Caesar’s and was met with a sigh. “Bello.” He whispered against his lips. Joseph knew what that one meant and kissed the corner of Caesar’s mouth, now earnestly working his hips against Caesar. The blond was breathing heavily, not quite moaning but being lewd all the same. He ran his hands down Joseph’s chest appreciatively.

“Take your shirt off, carnino.” He said, grabbing at the corners. Joseph obliged him, whipping his shirt into a forgotten corner of the room. Caesar spread his palms over Joseph’s bare chest.

“You know, you’re gonna have to stop speaking Italian. I have no idea what you’re saying.” Joseph moaned when Caesar tweaked a nipple and ground down with his hips. Shit, he didn’t know he liked that.

“Mmm, or you could learn Italian.” He purred and dragged his tongue over Joseph’s nipple, gauging his reaction. Joseph whined and gripped at Caesar’s hair.

“God no, I don’t even know if I’m going to make out of this pillar men situation alive.” He tried to joke. Caesar sat up instantly, shaking the hand out of his hair and looking like Jojo had just insulted his mother. “What?” Joseph questioned stupidly.

“Don’t you dare say that, Joseph Joestar.” He was deadly serious. “You will live. I’ll make sure of it.” He deadpanned, making meaningful eye contact. He looked hurt,

“Caesar, I was only jok-“ Joseph tried again.

“No, Joseph, don’t even joke like that.” Caesar wound their hands together. “Please.” He asked, keeping his tone firm.

“Ok.” Joseph breathed. “Sorry.” He smoothed a hand down Caesar’s back and soon enough he was melting against him once again. Caesar rubbed at Joseph’s thigh lovingly.

“I liked what you were doing with your-“ Joseph said, flustered but really needing Caesar’s mouth back at work. He ducked down and sucked sharply, causing Joseph to cry out. An agile hand came up to toy with the other nipple and Joseph was reduced to whining and trying to grind against Caesar.

“Impaziente.” Caesar muttered against his chest. He stilled his hips completely and Joseph audibly sighed.

“Caesar please.” Joseph gasped. He leaned back on his elbows, green eyes dark and heavy. Caesar drank it in.

“Please what?” He said, slowly grinding agaonst him.

“Hands.” Joseph croaked out.

“Hands?” Caesar mocked jokingly. “Come on, you can do better.” He rolled his hips, relishing in the feeling of them rubbing together.

“Touch me Caesar, please.” Joseph let out with a shaking breath. Caesar would be the death of him.

“Of course, my love.” Caesar kissed his temple and put a gentle hand on the bulge in Joseph’s boxers. Joseph sighed. He was hard and jumped under his hand. “Christ.” Caesar said under his breath.

Joseph’s hands shot out to pull off Caesar’s boxers but he grabbed him at the wrists and stopped him abruptly.

“Wait.” Caesar warmed and Joseph fell back, rolling his hips into Caesar’s hand. “We’ll get to that in a minute.” He assured. He reached down to cup Joseph’s balls and gently massaged. Joseph moaned.

“Caesar I wanna touch you.” Joseph gasped out. Caesar tsked and pulled down his shorts, exposing his cock and effectively shutting him up. A pale hand wrapped around the shaft and dragged slowly up and down. Joseph whined.

“You’re fine.” Caesar chuckled when he gripped harder and Joseph’s head fell back. A blush rode all the way down his chest and the head of his cock was shiny and pink. Pretty. Joseph’s lips were red from kissing. “Let me take care of you.” He whispered before kissing down his chest. “Pretty.”

Joseph whined. Caesar shifted further down Joseph’s legs and took him into his mouth suddenly, Jojo cried out and arched his back.

“Caesar, shit.” Joseph said breathlessly and put a tentative hand in Caesar’s hair. The blond just moaned. Caesar swirled his tongue around the head and poked it into the slit lightly, he would’ve laughed when Joseph gasped and tightened his fist in his hair if he didn’t have a mouthful of cock. He took a ragged breath through his nose and slowly took all of Joseph into his mouth.

“Fuck, fuck why do you know how to that?” Joseph questioned, just barely on the edge of incoherent. “Don’t answer that, just shit Caesar, Caesar What the fuck.” He chanted. Caesar pulled off.

“You’re cute, Jojo.” He gave the head a few kitten licks. Joseph let his top half fall back on the bed.

“You’re cute, shut up.” He huffed and whined when Caesar coolly slid his mouth back over him. A hand stretched out to massage Joseph’s thigh.

Caesar popped off and made eye contact. He waited until he had Joseph’s attention and slowly shrugged off his robe. Joseph gulped and just watched, his dick leaked and jumped against his stomach. Shit, it still had Caesar’s spit on it. That was lewd and the thought twisted Joseph’s stomach in a good way.

Caesar stood and turned away, moving to pull off his boxers when Joseph stood and immediately took over. Caesar let his hands fall to his sides and let him.

“I meant it. You’re beautiful.” Joseph said into Caesar’s shoulder as he peeled his boxers off. Joseph didn’t have a lot of experience around cocks that weren’t his own. Or, he didn’t have any experience. He guessed Caesar looked pretty cute, thick and a decent length. He was virtually hairless. Joseph smoothed a hand over Caesar’s ass when he kicked his boxers off.

“You’re sure this is ok?” Caesar asked, almost sheepish. He turned around to face Joseph.

“Yes.” Joseph said against Caesar’s lips and kissed him meaningfully. “I’m fucking loving the view.” He said while gripping a handful of Caesar’s ass. Caesar smiled and moaned quietly.

“Bed?” Caesar asked while kissing Joseph’s jaw.

Joseph bent down, wrapped his arms around Caesar’s waist, and threw him into the bed. Caesar yelped but welcomed the hulking brunette climbing over him. Joseph wasted no time in taking Caesar’s cock into his hand, giving it a few strokes and watching Caesar moan.

“Joseph- wait.” Caesar pulled back and positioned himself up against Joseph’s headboard and pillows. He beckoned him forward. Joseph crawled over him yet again and Caesar wrapped his legs around Joseph’s waist. “I’d let you fuck me but I haven’t… prepared. So next time, ok inamorato?” Caesar purred. Joseph nodded.

“Yeah that’s cool, I don’t even know if I could-“ Caesar cut him off by licking his hand and grabbing his dick, giving it a slick twist. Joseph moaned.

“You can fuck between my legs or I could-“ Caesar pulled Joseph forward and took both cocks in his hard, rolling his hips and stroking. Joseph moaned into his neck and bit down. Caesar cock twitched and leaked. Joseph kisses and sucked a bruise into the skin.

“Joseph be careful, I don’t want coach-“ Caesar said half panicked through the pleasure of ducking his hand with Joseph’s cock rubbing against his.

“I’ll heal it with hamon, be quiet.” Joseph growled and rolled his hips hard. Caesar just nodded and riled his head to the side to give him access to more skin. Joseph bit and sucked against the junction of Caesar’s neck and jaw, blond stubble just starting to itch his face. He tasted like soap. Ceased rolled his hips and whimpered.

“Turn on your front.” Joseph suddenly said and pulled away from Caesar. Caesar hesitated but nodded and flipped onto his front, his legs closed and ass presented. Joseph spit into his hand.

“Hang on, I have lube-“ Caesar started to get up and Joseph pushed his back down with a strong hand to the back.

“I’ll get it.” He said, voice low and gravely.

“Robe pocket.” Caesar gasped, holding still.

Joseph released him and rummaged around in the wrong robe pocket for far too long until he produced a small bottle. He grabbed a handful of pale ass, Caesar chuckled.

“Like what you see?” He asked teasingly. He looked at Joseph through his eyelashes.

“Of course.” Joseph leaned in and rolled his hips against his ass, his cock rubbing along the cleft.

“Add some lube between my thighs and-“ Caesar started, propping himself up on an elbow.

“Yeah, I got it.” Joseph breathed. He smoothed a hand over Caesar’s muscled back again. Caesar Laos back down. Joseph gathered some lube on his fingers to warm it and dripped it onto his upper thighs. He poured for lube into his palm and messingly tried to warm it before pouring down the gap behind Caesar’s balls and thighs. Caesar sighed.

“I wish you could see yourself like this.” Joseph whispered while climbing on top of Caesar’s legs and lining up his cock.

“Really? Why do you say that?” Caesar asked while back up a little, giving Joseph further permission to push in.

“Just- shit hang on.” Joseph shifted his weight and out a hand at the small of his back, rolling his hips forward and sliding his cock between Caesar’s thighs. It was soft and hot and wet from the lube. He moaned. “Caesar you could make porn seriously.” Joseph said while he laughed.

“You’re ridiculous.” Caesar sighed but smiled and ground his hips against the bed.

“We should take pictures sometime, just for me.” Joseph day up and started working his cock between Caesar’s thighs earnestly, groaning and watching Caesar moan and gasp.

“Shit, maybe if you ask nicely.” Caesar said. Joseph didn’t know if he was joking or not, he hoped he was being serious. Caesar squeezed his thighs together.

“Mmm, yes sir.” Joseph breathed and Caesar chuckled. “I’m sorry.” Joseph said desperately. Caesar stilled.

“Huh?” Caesar looked at him with genuine concern. It made Joseph feel warm.

“I’m gonna cum soon.” Joseph admitted and held Caesar’s waist as he fucked in.

“Oh, yeah that’s fine.” Caesar sighed, not quite there himself but enjoying the manhandling and slide against his cock.

Joseph gave a few more hard thrusts before pulling out and cumming on Caesar’s upper thigh. He gasped and moaned and tried desperately to catch his breath.

“Fuck, Caesar.” Joseph gasped. He grabbed a shirt and wiped the cum off, throwing the soil clothing on the floor.

Caesar sat up quickly. “Get on your back, please.” Caesar gasped. Joseph obliged and laid back. Caesar climbed up onto his waist, careful not to touch his sensitive dick. He worked his hand quickly over his dick and came on Joseph’s chest, moaning and shaking. He blushed down his face and chest, his cock red and shining. He was gorgeous. Joseph let himself stare.

Caesar caught his breath and rolled off of him, grabbing a dirty shirt from Joseph’s laundry and cleaning off Joseph’s chest. Joseph watched him stalk around the room. He folded the cloth and set it gingerly back in the laundry basket before climbing back into bed with Joseph. He laid on his side propped up on his elbow and looked at him.

Joseph just gazed back.

“So?” Caesar started.

“So what?” Joseph said stupidly.

“How.. was that for you?” Caesar said carefully. Joseph snorted.

“What the hell do you think?” He asked in response, a dumb grin on his face.

“Seriously.” Caesar pressed. Joseph’s face grew serious.

“It was really good. And I didn’t know it could be like that with a guy.” He commented, sounding small.

“It can be better, just give me a heads up.” Caesar offered up. Joseph perked up.

“Yeah, ok.” He said breathlessly. “I wanna do that again too, with the thighs.” He added. Caesar nodded.

“That can be arranged.” He said coolly. “Mi sono infatuato.” Caesar whispered to himself.

“Hmm?” Joseph questioned.

“Nothing, gattino.” Caesar smiled.

“What does that one mean?”

“Kitten.”

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Caesar fell asleep and woke up around 3:00 in the morning. He kissed Joseph’s hair while he slept and pulled on his clothes, collected the wine and glasses, and snuck through the castle back to his room. He fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow, dreams of Joseph and the sun swirling around in his head.

They were both a little off their game and hungover the next day but trained hard to compensate. Lisa Lisa probably didn’t notice.

And they worked even better together, now that they’d finally gotten sex into the system.

Caesar jotted down ideas for when Lisa Lisa next have them an afternoon.

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Their week had been grueling. Lisa Lisa brought the hamon mask out again to test Jojo harder and after days of training and nearly suffocating, he was exhausted. And frustrated. Caesar’s bones ached from sparring and sparring until he physically couldn’t, a routine Lisa Lisa was implementing a lot lately. They knew the work was necessary for Joseph’s life, but it was intense.

When Lisa Lisa turned in early for the night before dinner, Caesar nearly cried in relief. It was around 7:00 PM, perfect for a drive and dinner with Jojo.

Caesar knocked on Joseph’s door. “Caro,” He called.

Joseph opened the door and rubbed at his eye. He was just in his shorts and Hamon mask. “Yeah?”

“We’re going for a drive, put on some clothes.” Caesar started, not giving him room to argue. He walked off back to his room and started to pack.

Caesar, once grabbing his keys, changing into a nicer outfit, and applying some chapstick, headed down to the kitchen. He packed a fancy air supplena platter along with a box of crackers, cheese, grapes, and salami. He swiped a large kitchen knife for good measure. Jojo met him in the kitchen.

“Where are we going?” He inquired and rubbed a hand down Caesar’s arm. “You look nice.” He drawled, comfortable because Suzie was off doing laundry while Lisa Lisa slept.

“A little spot that overlooks the town.” Caesar hummed and leaned against Joseph.

“Do I need to bring anything?” Joseph asked, nuzzling his hair with his nose.

“No, just yourself.” Caesar turned around in his arms. God he wanted to kiss him. But that was dangerous. Suzie could be around the house and see them. Caesar forced himself to pull away.

They caught a ferry to the main land and joked about how they looked in sunglasses with Caesar’s sun hat and bag.

Once they were off the island Caesar rented a car.

“Isn’t that expensive?” Joseph said quietly as the salesman handed Caesar the keys. Caesar just shrugged.

“A little, I don’t mind.” He replies easily. Joseph was touched.

They drove out to a bluff that just happened to overlook the town and had a nice grassy clearing. Caesar pulled up to the end of the gravel and stopped the car.

“Do you like it?” Caesar asked, showing off the spot.

“Yeah its really nice.” Joseph said, just staring at Caesar.

“Idiota.” Caesar smiled and brought out his bag. “Can you grab the blanket from back there and set it up in the clearing?” He asked and Joseph obliged after giving him a cheek kiss.

“No ones gonna.. see us out here, right?” Joseph asked warily as he shook out the blanket.

“No, I don’t think anyone else knows this spot.” Caesar grabbed one end of the blanket and straightened it out before sitting out pulling out the dinner he’d pack.

“Good.” Joseph sat across from the mat and immediately grabbed the knife and the cheese, taking a few slices for himself and a few crackers. Caesar grabbed a handful of grapes. “Did you steal this?” Joseph suddenly accused.

“What? No, it’s dinner.” Caesar laughed at him.

“Would’ve tasted better stolen probably.” He joked through a mouthful of cheese and cracker.

They ate in silence for a little while before Caesar laid out on the blanket, wishing he’d grabbed a pillow. Joseph laid next to him.

“The weather is really nice.” He commented, picking a leaf out of Caesar’s hair.

“It is.” Caesar hummed. Joseph stroked his hair and he leaned into it. It was stupid how nice it was talking about mundane things like the weather with Joseph, he didn’t even really care that it was stupid. Their area was spotted with light filtering through the trees, it was warm and the shadows were growing long.

Joseph schooched a little closer and kissed Caesar, who didn’t sit up to kiss back but tangled a hand in Joseph’s hair. They stayed locked like that for a good few moments, just breathing against each other and slowly moving their mouths against one another. Caesar felt his muscles relax and the near constant headache from the last few days melt away. This was paradise.

Joseph pulled back and before he could say anything, they both heard a rumble in the distance. Thunder.

“Merda, I hope it doesn’t rain.” Caesar cursed, sitting up and looking for rain clouds.

“Me too.” Joseph said before ducking in to kiss him again. Caesar melted against him and shuddered when his tongue brushed his lips.

“Hang on, sit back.” Caesar instructed, just over a whisper. Joseph sat back and Caesar climbed over his hips, a barely visible bulge forming at his crotch. Caesar dived back in and kissed him hard, holding his head and neck. Joseph moaned into his mouth and rolled his hips up into his cock.

“You’re a work of art.” Joseph murmured against Caesar lips.

“You tell that to every cute blonde you meet, don’t you.” Caesar chuckled and teased him.

“No seriously, I think you were sculpted just to drive me insane. You make me crazy. You’re so beautiful.” Joseph praised and ran a hand down his stomach and Caesar flexed under his hand. Joseph sighed. “You’re an angel, you’re perfect.” Joseph leaned back in to seal their lips together, Caesar ground down on his lap and gently prodded his tongue into Joseph’s mouth.

Joseph whined and exhaled heavily against Caesar’s face and grabbed his ass through his pants. Caesar moaned into his mouth.

“You’re sure no one would see us?” Joseph questioned again, feeling himself get harder.

“No, idiota. Just you and me.” He laughed against him.

“Good.” He said against Caesar’s neck. “I wanna fuck you out here.” He growled. Caesar sighed.

“Fuck, yeah.” He moaned into Joseph’s hair and bucked into his lap. Joseph mercifully trailed his hand down to his crotch and slipped into his pants, stroking him through his boxers. Caesar moaned and panted.

“Shit, Joseph.” He whispered and rocked against his hand. “I love this, I love-” He panted.

Joseph kissed him eagerly and pushed down his underwear, freeing his cock and stroking down it instantly, spreading precome down the shaft.

“Caesar I love you.” He said against his cheek. Of course he got to be the first one to say it. Caesar let out the breath he didn’t realize he was holding.

“Shit, I love you too.” Caesar bucked into Joseph’s grip and kissed him viciously, licking and biting and sucking on his tongue, completely lost in the moment and Joseph’s hand and mouth.

“Hang on.” Joseph sat up and pushed Caesar off his lap. “Lay on your back.” He grabbed the plate of cheese out of the way and crawled over Caesar as he laid back. He hovered over him and leaned down to press their mouths together again, their tongues sliding against each other’s for a moment before Joseph pulled up. He stripped Caesar’s shirt off quickly and threw it back towards the car, Caesar would chastise him later but now he was focused on moaning when Joseph licked and sucked at his nipple. He wound a hand in Joseph’s messy brown hair.

“Fuck.” He panted and tried to grind against Joseph’s stomach, leaking against his shirt.

“Hang on you’re ruining my shirt.” Joseph said when he pulled back and looked down after feeling something wet on his abs. He tore it off and threw it over with Caesar’s.

“Mi dispiace.” Caesar panted and took his cock into his hand, pumping it hard and looking ruined. He was blushing all down his chest to his pink cock and the look on his face was of pure anticipation.

“It’s okay.” Joseph leaned down to attend to the other nipple, lightly grazing his teeth over the sensitive flesh. Caesar cried out and grabbed his hair.

“Gentle.” Caesar warmed and his body went taught like a bowstring when Joseph grabbed his cock.

“Do you want me to suck you off?” He offered, breathlessly.

“Yeah, please Joseph would you.” Caesar gasped out. He stopped and propped himself up on an elbow. “Do you ,,, know how?”

“I guess I was just gonna copy what you did on me.” Joseph said sheepishly and positioned himself so Caesar’s thick cock was right in his face. He bent down and kissed up the shaft. Caesar visibly shivered.

“Ok,” he gasped, “just uh- go slow, I like tongue work and sucking.” He said, a little shy. Joseph swirled his tongue around the head and poked it into the slit, tasting salt and precome.

“Shit.” He swore and resisted thrusting into his mouth. It was warm and wet and not skilled but he was trying his hardest. He sank down about halfway, Caesar’s cock brushing up against his hard palate and the back of his throat. Caesar twitched and jumped, leaking precome into his mouth. Joseph carefully breathed through his nose and pushed down, taking the whole cock in his throat and brushing his nose against Caesar’s pelvis. Caesar gasped.

“Merda.. fuck, oh god Joseph, Joseph yes,” Caesar rambled and grabbed a handful of Joseph’s hair, he desperately wanting to fuck up into the tight and wet heat but resisted because Joseph had never had a cock in his mouth before and definitely didn’t have to take on face fucking from square one. Joseph sealed his lips around the shaft and sucked hard, his cheeks hollowing. He started bobbing his head enthusiastically. Caesar moaned, this time high pitched and needy.

“You're so good at this. Shit...” Caesar let fall from his lips and stroked Joseph’s hair. “Such a good boy.. molto bene..” He said quietly, not knowing how he’d feel about the statement but knowing that he’d been wanting to say it for a while.

Joseph made a strangled sound on his cock and bobbed his head faster, taking him deeper and feeling the head of his cock catch on his throat. He gagged a little and Caesar had to put all of his focus into not grabbing his head and fucking in, because shit, that was heavenly. He wanted to make Joseph gag and choke. That was a dangerous thought.

Joseph pulled off with a wet pop and kissed at his stomach, licking and sucking a red bruise into the skin. Caesar cried out, ticklish and sensitive, Joseph kept pumping his cock on his hand.

“I’m gonna cover you in marks and everyone’s gonna know you’re fucking a Joestar.” Joseph laughed against his cock and took just the tip in his mouth.

“Oh yeah? What, are the Joestar’s known for being juvenile and acting like teenagers giving succhiotti in a broom closet?” Caesar chuckled between moans. He honestly loved being marked by Jojo, if it was in a place where coach or Suzie wouldn’t see he would keep them and look at them in the shower, or at night when he was fingering himself thinking about Joseph’s cock.

“I feel like there’s a story there, I’m almost jealous.” Joseph chuckled before going down again on his cock, rubbing his tongue against the head and humming when he felt droplets of precome ooze out.

“Nah.” He said offhandedly, lightly rolling his hips up into Joseph’s mouth. Joseph took it well, grabbing his hand and holding it, taking the shallow thrusts like a champ. Shit, for his first time sucking cock he was doing an amazing job. Caesar was in heaven. “You can- fuck, Joseph you’re so good at that- you can leave more marks I.. I like them.” Caesar admitted slowly. Joseph hummed and sank down, taking him deep and rubbing the head along the back of his throat. Caesar whined. Joseph pulled off, a string of saliva connecting him to Caesar’s cock. He licked around the shaft and slid the flat plane of his tongue over the sensitive head. His cock was red and shining with spit and precome, it was pornographic, he loved it.

“Fai quel giochino che fai di solito con la lingua.” Caesar said hirredly, panting and thrusting up just as Joseph covered him with his mouth once again. He gave a hard suck before pulling off and looking at Caesar.

“You have to know I have no clue what you just did, sweetheart.” Joseph said, dragging his lips over Caesar’s cock.

“Your tongue, do that again.” He asked desperately and whined when Joseph swirled it around the head and massaged the slit. Caesar’s toes curled in the blanket.

“Fammi vedere cosa sai fare~”

Then he felt a droplet of rain fall directly onto his forehead. He ignored it, hoping it was a fluke.

Joseph worked diligently, bobbing his head and licking around the shaft and balls. Caesar was sensitive and clenched when Joseph ran and hand down the cleft of his ass, his fingers feeling around his hole.

Caesar felt three more drops of rain hit his chest. He sighed heavily.

“Joseph? Shit- babe I think it’s raining.” He said to the brunette sucking him within an inch of his life. Soon enough the drizzle started coming down harder. Joseph pulled off.

“Fuck.” He looked genuinely mad to be interrupted in sucking off Caesar.

“Hurry up it's getting worse, get the blanket in the car.” Caesar shot up and pulled his boxers back on, he grabbed the loose clothing on the ground and threw it into the backseat. Joseph was halfway through packing up the food when the rain started coming down harder, thoroughly sprinkling Caesar’s shoulders, getting them wet enough to drip down his torso. It was lucky it was still warm out and this was a cozy warm rain storm. The sunset soaked the land in golden light that reflected off of Joseph so well Caesar thought he was gonna die.

They got the blanket and the rest of the picnic packed up and in the car before the rain really started pouring. They got into the front seats and Caesar dried himself off with his shirt.

“Fuck.” Joseph said, fiddling with the radio that was stuck between two stations. Caesar turned it and it landed on a nice instrumental station.

“I’m sorry our dinner got ruined.” Caesar said after a long pause. Joseph just smiled at him.

“Not your fault, I was just looking forward to you coming in my mouth.” Joseph snorted. Caesar hit him on the arm.

“Don’t be lewd.” He chastised jokingly.

“Caesar you literally had your cock in my mouth three minutes ago, don’t start with that.” Joseph laughed and pulled Caesar in for a kiss. It was chaste and sweet. Caesar wanted nothing more than to ride this sweet giant man.

“Fine.” He huffed. “Can I… get in your lap?” Caesar questioned slowly, still achingly hard and turned on from before. His cock had flagged a little but he was sure it’d be no problem once Joseph had his hands on him again.

“Yeah, Hang on.” Joseph bent down and adjusted the seat so it could slide all the way and lock into place. He motioned for Caesar to climb into his lap.

“Do you mind if I take my underwear off?” Caesar asked, weirdly shy for someone who was just borderline fucking his face a moment ago.

Joseph just nodded and welcomed him into his lap once the damp garment was peeled off and set on the dashboard.

Joseph took their cocks in his hand together and pumped them. Caesar moaned and grabbed a handful of his pec.

“I wanna ride you.” Caesar gasped and rocked into his hand, the velvety skin of Joseph’s cock against his own was unbelievably good.

“Yeah, let's just stay like this for a second though.” Joseph groaned, likely reveling in the same feeling and rythmically fucking into his hand.

Caesar just nodded and let himself moaned, leaning into Joseph’s neck and nuzzling in.

“I had no idea I could feel like this with someone like you.” Joseph whispered.

“I feel the same.” Caesar responded and kissed his lips sweetly, cupping his face. Joseph tightened his grip on their cocks and pumped hard and fast. Caesar whimpered against his lips.

“Can I finger you?” Joseph asked, grabbed a handful of his ass. Caesar nodded.

“Let me grab the lube.” Caesar stretched so he could reach his backpack and Joseph look the opportunity to kiss his nipple. Caesar chuckled and grabbed Joseph’s hand, pouring out some lube onto his fingers.

“Warm it in your hand first and then uh-“ his breath caught in his throat when Joseph resumed motion on his cock. “Gather it around the uh.. and then push in gently.” Joseph nodded and followed instructions, pressing a single digit in just to the knuckle.

“That’s good.” Caesar reassured. “You can keep going.”

“Okay,” Joseph breathed and pressed the finger in until it reached the hilt. “Shit, you’re tight.”

“Thanks.” Caesar laughed. Joseph gently pulled out the finger and pressed it back in, starting up a slow rhythm. Caesar moaned and rocked back onto Joseph’s hand.

“Beautiful like this.” Joseph whispered against his cheek. Caesar blushed.

“Another finger.” He encouraged. Joseph pulled out and pushed back in with a second finger. Caesar let out a harsh breath through his nose.

“Okay?” Joseph asked carefully. It didn’t look like he was in pain but he decided to be careful.

“Sí,” Caesar said and kissed him again. He rocked his hips forward, silently asking Joseph to move again. Joseph licked his palm and went back in, pumping fast and hard.

Joseph started rocking his fingers into him and Caesar whimpered, ducking back into Joseph’s neck.

“You’re so cute, you’re so fucking cute like this.” Joseph chanted into his hair and fucked his fingers in harder. Caesar melted against him and moaned directly into his ear. It was gorgeous.

“I wanna fuck you.” Joseph said into his hair and Caesar whined.

“Yeah, yeah please.” Caesar up on his knees and grabbed Joseph’s cock, lining it up and sinking down quickly. Joseph gasped and moaned high in his throat.

“Shit, oh god Caesar.” He chanted absently. They probably shouldn’t used a third finger, Joseph was thick and it sting Caesar slightly but he didn’t mind too much. “You feel so good.”

“So do you.” Caesar moaned and ground down on his cock, getting used to the size.

“I’ve never- ngh, I’ve never actually fucked anyone before.” Joseph whined and let his head fall back, overwhelmed at the feeling of Caesar’s tight walls clenching around him.

“Well, I couldn’t tell.” Caesar lies and lifted himself up a little before dropping back down with a sharp moan. “Can you hold me up and..?”

Joseph nodded and supported his thighs so he could thrust up into Caesar. Caesar groaned and dropped his head against Joseph’s shoulder. He sucked a bruise into the tanned skin.

“Joseph, scopami..” Caesar whined and Joseph started bucking up at a steady pace.

“Fuck, fuck Joseph yes.” Caesar cried from his shoulder and rolled his hips in time with his thrusts. Joseph moaned into the air and fucked in harder.

“You’re so tight. Holy fuck Caesar, how?” Joseph said absentmindedly, holding him tight enough to bruise.

“I love you, and your cock.” Caesar laughed, it was a stupid statement but he meant every word.

“I love you and your cock too, babe.” Joseph giggled and kissed his hair. That was nice, he liked being called babe.

Joseph repositioned so Caesar was a little closer and he started thrusting in harder and faster, this time rubbing the head of his cock directly against Caesar’s prostate with every thrust. Caesar for a second thought he was gonna pass out. Shit, was he crying? It was just overwhelming. Caesar choked out a pleasured sob and pulled up from Joseph’s shoulder with tears threatening to spill from his eyes. Joseph immediately stopped.

“Fuck, fuck are you ok?” He panicked and wiped a tear from his eye.

“Yeah, yeah it’s just good.” Caesar laughed and wiped his other eye. “Sorry.” Joseph leaned forward and kissed his cheek.

Joseph leaned back and supported himself on the seat back and started fucking him again, picking up the pace. Caesar moaned and clapped a hand over his mouth. Joseph grabbed it away.

“No, I wanna hear you.” He gasped. Caesar moaned, strangled. His hair bounced when Joseph’s hips met his, blond locks catching the light.

“Joseph I’m gonna cum.” He cried out and bounced on his own accord on the cock ramming into him.

“Me too, do I have to-“ Joseph started, clearing losing his composure.

“Vienimi dentro,.” Caesar nodded and ground against him.

“Fuck, fuck Caesar.” He gasped and fucked with stuttering thrusts and came with Caesar grinding down hard in his lap, his cock buried deep. Caesar clenched and moaned as he came too, carrying Joseph through his orgasm. He slid off and slipped into the passenger seat, completely boneless.

“Merde that was good.” Caesar said under his breath and rested in the seat, panting. Joseph was in a similar state and carefully tucked himself back into his boxers.

“You can say that again.” Joseph let his head rest against the seat.

“We have to drive back soon.” Caesar reminded him, watching the rain pour down around them. He didn’t even register the steady drumming of the rain against the car he was so enveloped in Caesar.

“Yeah.” Joseph said absently and turned up the radio.