Making Up For Lost Time

It had been a few hours since Lisa Lisa had pushed them into the pit that was Hell's Climb Pillar. Joseph was currently regretting having only ate two sandwiches at lunch time. He would kill for a Coke right about now, too...

He looked over a Caesar as he toyed with his breathing mask. He was sure that if he toyed with it enough he could get it off and make easier progress without Lisa Lisa even knowing. Meanwhile, Caesar looked to be formulating a plan on how to climb the tower. He knew his ripple was weak, and if Caesar wasn't tackling it first chance he got, it meant Joseph was in for a world of trouble.

"Oi, Caesar," he trudged through the lubricant that reached up to his mid thighs. "You got a plan yet? I need your help with something."

"What do you need help with?" he said, immediately turning his attention to Joseph. Not too long ago, he had thought of him as just an annoying asshole with no real values, but that had changed after they had fought Wham. He had been touched by Joseph's bravery and selflessness--if there was one thing a Zeppeli could get behind, it was a man who put others before himself.

Joseph glanced up at the top of the pillar. Lisa Lisa didn't seem to be around right now, she seemed to come and go as she pleased, but he didn't want to take any chances. He grabbed Caesar and pulled him towards the outer part of the pillar and pushed him against the wall so that they were out of direct sight.

"I need you to help me undo this before Lisa Lisa gets back," he said, pulling on the strap keeping the mask over half his face. "You know my ripple is weak as hell, there's no damn way I can make it all the way up there struggling to breathe, too. I'll put it back on before I get caught, I just need a head start, okay?"

Caesar's heart rate increased; something about being so close to Joseph, cornered in a secluded area made him nervous. "Uh, I can't help unless you have a good reason to take it off," he said, swallowing. "If you had a toothache or something even, maybe..."

Joseph rolled his eyes. Ever the suck up, Caesar was. He leaned in closer and pressed up against the other man.

"Come on, Caesar, I'll do you a favor once I have it off," he said, letting his hand brush against Caesar's arm. He had seen how Caesar had been looking at him, so he figured this route was worth a shot. It's not like he planned on honoring his promise once he had the mask off anyway.

"Are you...flirting with me, JoJo?" he asked incredulously, squinting at him.  "Is this why you had no concept of family--you're gay?..."  As much as Caesar didn't mind if Joseph wanted to flirt with him, he was certainly shocked; no man had eer come onto him before, and certainly not a man whose spirit he so admired.

"N-no, I'm not gay!" He hissed a tad defensively. "I just mean, well, you're an attractive dude, I'm an attractive dude, we're gonna be stuck here for a month with no women..."

Joseph wasn't so sure this was going to work. Caesar seemed more surprised than he'd expected. Maybe he'd switch tactics soon.

"...You promise you'll put it back on?" he asked, hardly able to believe the words coming out of his mouth.

Joseph grinned behind his mask.

"Of course. If Lisa Lisa caught me, I'd be dead for sure," he rolled his eyes. Crazy bitch. "So, come on, just for a little bit."

Caesar sighed and looked around for any sign of Lisa Lisa. Satisfied that she wasn't around, he unfastened Joseph's mask, slipping it into his pocket. He pulled Joseph close and gently kissed him on the lips. He was surprised by the warmth that rushed to his cheeks; he hadn't been genuinely flustered by a kiss in quite a while.

Joseph almost pushed him upon instinct before he realized he had kind of agreed to the whole thing. He had just thought he could wiggle his way out of it until later, but apparently Caesar had other plans.

He went along with it anyway; if Caesar found out he had been bulshitting it would create more trouble. He'd probably shove the mask back on before he got a chance to do any climbing.

Hoping he could get it over quickly, Joseph placed his hands on Caesar's waist and kissing him deeper still. He pressed him against the wall and ran his tongue over his lips.

Caesar ground his hips against Joseph's leg as he pulled him even closer and began to eagerly kiss him, slipping his tongue into his mouth. It was more about showing off his skills than it was about actually getting off--or at least that's what he told himself.

Joseph groaned softly, surprised at his own enjoyment. He had been positive this was just to get the mask off just a split second ago, and now he had all but forgotten about the mask and climbing the pillar and everything else. Now he was solely focused on pushing himself against Caesar and wrapping his arms around him so that they were tightly pressed together. Joseph slipped his hands beneath Caesar's shirt and ran his hands over his chest.

Caesar was surprised by his enthusiasm, but it wasn't unwelcome. He gripped his ass with one hand and his hair with the other, pressing their tongues together all the while.

It wasn't that strange, he told himself; it had been a while since he had last found time to masturbate. Surely wanting a little relief was normal enough.

He lost his train of thought as he felt something hard pressing against his leg. Apparently, this wasn't much of a joke for either of them.

While had been a some time since he'd last had a nice make out session, it wasn't normal for Joseph to get hard so quickly. Somewhat annoyed by that fact, he broke their kiss only to assault Caesar's neck with his mouth, kissing and scraping his teeth against him. He pressed up against him, more insistently grinding against his leg.

Caesar moaned, and it wasn't quiet. Biting his lip, he moved his arms under Joseph's legs and ass and lifted him up, pressing him against the wall.

Joseph made a surprised noise as Caesar hefted him up; none of his previous girlfriend's had quite done that to him before. He felt his face flush red at the realization of how different this really was compared to with the women he'd done it with. Caesar was also far more attractive than any of his past girlfriend's had been, but that was besides the point.

"...you know, we're gonna get tired out if we do much more," Joseph said suddenly.

"Oh," he said, surprised. "Did you...did you want to stop?" He didn't so much as try to put Joseph down; on the contrary, he nuzzled his neck shortly after speaking. Caesar liked kissing, and he was good at it; the pillar be damned, he wasn't done just yet.

"Actually...never mind," he mumbled, panting ever so slightly. Caesar was far too good at this for his own good. Joseph unbuckled his own belt, breathing a sigh of relief as his pants loosened a bit. He was going to get them wet, and not from the lubricant either, if they kept going and he didn't take them off.

"What are you doing?" he asked, albeit quietly. He was surprised, but a part of him really didn't want to spoil the moment. He cautiously rubbed a thumb against Joseph's inner thigh, asking for permission.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Joseph snorted, amused by the question. He unbuttoned his jeans next, glancing up to see Caesar's reaction.

"You gonna do mine, too?" he asked, sucking on his neck. He sucked hard, scraping his teeth against the skin; it would leave a bruise.

Joseph inhaled sharply as Caesar sucked on his neck. He'd never had a hickey before, but he supposed there was a first time for everything.

"Do it yourself," Joseph teased as he finally pulled his dick out of his underwear. He sighed slightly as he realized his underwear was already wet. This was all Caesar's fault, he told himself.

Caesar rolled his eyes and set Joseph down, fumbling to unbutton his own pants and slip out of his suspenders. "If you're not fair about it, I won't help you out," he grumbled, pink in the face. This was the most awkward sexual encounter he had had in months.

Joseph took the opportunity to switch their positions and shove Caesar up against the wall.

"Fine, I'll help you out, but only if I get to have my way with you," he grinned widely as he tugged Caesar's shirt upwards so he could kiss his collar bone and chest. "Deal?"