Love Me Tender

Maple.

Kakyoin's POV.
..."mm- aaah~"
My mind went blank for a second there, Jotaro's palm made its way to just where I wanted it the most... my eyes roll back and he continues to rub and stroke and grab at me, I want more, I need it...

We sat there tangled in just the right ways, hair tussled slightly and cheeks pinched red... Jotaro's strong arms holding me close in that way seemed all too familiar but I couldn't put my finger on it. All I wanted was his touch, I wanted more of him if not all of him. I'm lost in thought admiring the embarrassed look on Jojo's face, I've seen him flustered but never like this- never this vulnerable...
"Nori?" His voice cuts through my thoughts-
"What the fuck are you staring at?"  He snaps, as if not wanting to give up on his usual stone cold killer facade,
"You."
"Why."
"Because I can," and with that he places his hand back against my pants, just lightly enough to drive me insane. The sweet smell of the maple tree leaves above us was calming yet I couldn't find myself getting any more patient with this man... He knows what he's doing to me... so cocky...
"If you want something, say something," at this point I've just about had it with this smug bastard's teasing, he knows what I want. And as much as he knows that, I know what he wants too...
My hand traces down from his shoulder, to his chest, down the thin line of hair on his stomach, and right to the hem of his pants. I run my nails down his back lightly with my other hand,  slowly bringing it to the buckle of his belt and begin to unbuckle his pants. All the while he completely forgets his plight to tease me, adjusting his hat to cover his clearly turned on expression... Perfect now I've got hi-
"I can't believe that after all of this time this is what you wanted..." he interrupts my actions by looking me dead in the eyes from below the shadow of his cap, "you really want me don't you?" And with that it was almost a full 180. There was no more shyness, there was no more 'too cool for this' attitude- no. That Jotaro was gone. The man in front of me was hungry. He wanted more and he wanted it right then and there,
"Go ahead, what's stopping you? Take it out." He's starting to get more and more demanding... as I'm working on his belt he expresses his frustration and unbuckles it himself, revealing the massive bulge between his legs...

Jotaro's POV.
I've held back too long. I want this, and clearly he does too. At this point I'm just getting impatient. I unbuckle my own belt because if this is gonna happen it sure as hell isn't gonna happen slowly- hell we're out in public. He should just get to work already. "Tsk,"
It seems I showed my impatience too soon because right after I made that remark his hands begin working my cock through my boxers. Fuck... I've been waiting for this moment since the moment I laid my hands on him at the bar. The sweet scent of maple mixing in the air with the dirtiness of our lust, the way he ruts his hips toward the air as if it will give him any type of relief. All of it is perfect.