Risotto 18+ poem

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Nails sink into his bare back,
Old scars and muscles ripple in delight,
Pain turns to pleasure,
The leather harness feels cool against his burning skin.

Like the ebbing and flowing tides his body connects with his partner's.

Hot breaths run ragged from swelling lungs,
He can feel their pulse as he grips their neck,
Moans fill the air like a rich woman's perfume.

The moon high in the sky glows,
Her light makes the sweat on their bodies glitter like the stars above.

The light of dawn a witness to the aftermath of their passion.


Authors note
I really like La Squadra and am definitely biased when it comes to Risotto. He's always been one of my favorite jojo characters and I wanted to try writing my first smut poem with him in mind. I also kept the pronouns of the partner in this flexible for a better reading experience. I hope it turned out well and don't be shy to make a poem request!

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