Jealousy is for Chicks

"Yeah, like how you say you wanna take me on dates," he replied, crossing his arms. "You're all about telling me what you want. What do you want, exactly?!"

"I want..." Caesar hesitated and looked away from Joseph. "...I want to take you out on dates to fancy restaurants with dim lighting and too many candles, I want to dance beneath the moonlight when it's far too cold out to do so, I want to have slow, meaningful sex every night...I want to be the only person you love."

He swallowed, still not looking at Joseph.

"...That's what I want."

Joseph awkwardly scratched his neck, not meeting Caesar's eyes.

"Oh. Well, that's...a little gay. But I guess we could try?"

Caesar grabbed Joseph and kissed him for a long while. Then, he let him go and smiled at him.

"Are you sure, Jojo?"

He nodded, unwilling to say it out loud; after all this, he refused to sound like a sissy about it. Even if the thought of being treated like a girl was a little appealing...

He slowly wrapped his arms around Caesar, kissing him again. "So you won't date anyone else anymore?"

"Not as long as I have you, Jojo," he kissed him again. "You're all I want."

"I bet you say that to every girl," he snorted, but he was smiling. "So, uh...are we gonna finish this wine, or?"

"Why don't we finish something else?" Caesar teased, kissing Joseph again. He gently ran his tongue across his lips this time.

"I thought you wanted to do stuff with all your romantic crap," he asked, pulling away in surprise. "This wasn't all to get in my pants, was it? You could've just asked."

Caesar smiled at him.

"Didn't I mention? I bought you other things," he held up a bag that he had placed beneath his chair. He handed it to Joseph with a grin. "Open it."

Joseph opened the bag, all the while eyeing Caesar suspiciously.

Caesar leaned forward on his hands, watching Joseph eagerly.

He had bought him a full set of lacy lingerie, as well as a more discreetly wrapped box that contained a gift to go along with the lingerie.

Joseph stared at the lingerie, his face bright red. "...W-why would you think I'd like this?"

"Why, Jojo, I thought you wanted to be treated like my dates?" he teased heartily. "Besides, you acted like such a jealous bitch today, I thought you might enjoy wearing something to match your current mindset."

He glared at Caesar. "It's not my fault you're the type of pervert who'd like to see me in this...I bet you'd get hard, like, immediately."

Caesar leaned over Joseph and kissed him on the edge of his ear. "Maybe I would," he said quietly. "Put it on and we'll find out."

He swallowed and pulled off his shirt, tossing it on the floor. His boots, socks, pants and underwear followed, until he was completely naked. He awkwardly picked up the panties, holding them delicately. He couldn't bring himself to meet Caesar's eyes as he slipped them on, and then put on the bra with practiced hands.

Caesar grinned widely, grabbing Joseph and dragging him to the bed. "You know, you seem oddly practiced at putting those on," he teased, pushing him onto the bed. "Maybe I was right to buy you the other thing I did."

He pressed Joseph against the bed and kissed him deeply, grabbing his lace covered pecs. "You were right, by the way," he kissed Joseph in his cleavage.

"O-oh," he said, biting his lip. "That's really gay, Caesar. In fact, the next thing you're going to say is, 'I want to fuck you, JoJo'--wait."

"I want to fuck you, Jojo," he went to kiss Joseph before he paused, then he smiled and kissed him anyway. "I want to fuck you until you can't even walk to training tomorrow."

He shifted underneath Caesar.

"Um, maybe I should fuck you, then--you know, so we can both walk."

Caesar chuckled and pressed a kiss to his lips.

"If you want me to be gentle, all you need to do is ask," he told him with a wink. He pressed his palm against Joseph's crotch, rubbing him through the lacy lingerie.