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[ ...It's hard to relax, it's hard to be vulnerable, he's got so much time and experience invested in only caring about himself and expecting that he's going to be the only one--but if there were any other person he'd put any faith in, it would be Gyro. And being honest with himself, he knows he's put his faith in Gyro a long time ago.

So he lets himself relax, gentle a little more, and tips his head into that--nuzzling into the back of Gyro's hand. Somehow even just that feels very brave. It's only for a moment, though--and then he's right back to smirking obnoxiously ]

Ooh, more secret Zeppeli family techniques..?

[ There's a certain level of care that he has to put into this, knowing that he might have to give it up for the sake of Johnny's future: if there's one thing he won't do, it's to hold Johnny Joestar back.

But. Be that as it may, he also has the stupidest, surest conviction in Johnny Joestar, and that's more than enough for him— it always has been, as corny as that sounds. This development is still slightly disorienting (what happened to taking things to your grave, Gyro Zeppeli), but not enough that it stops him from resting one hand on the small of Johnny's back.

And copping a feel. Christ. ]

Don't know about family. Fuck, don't put that image in my head.

Fine, fine. Secret Gyro Zeppeli techniques, then.

[ He glances back over his shoulder like he's checking to see if Gyro is in fact coping a feel, because any lower than his waist he doesn't have the best sense of touch awareness. And. He can't help but duck his head, hiding his expression against Gyro's chest as he forces the words out, half choked by the laughter he's trying to swallow ]

As long as--steel balls ain't involved--!

[ Alright, he hasn't forgotten that Johnny can't feel anything below the belt, but excuse a guy for wanting to check his not-exactly boyfriend (???) out. The laughing is... well, it's something, and maybe it would've rubbed him the wrong way in any other context but this one.

So, instead of acting like a huge manchild this time around (he does pout though, he's not above that), he reaches up and tugs on Johnny's cheek with his thumb and forefinger, stretching his cheek out.

...Alright, he's still acting like a huge manchild, never mind. ]

My steel balls are a hit in bed, shut up.

[ no they aren't, gyro ]

Ow, hey!

[ He shakes his head to free himself and glares a little, but then instead busies himself with feeling Gyro out, now that he feels like he can. Not that he hasn't touched Gyro a lot, hasn't been all over him... but this is different. He makes a soft, thoughtful sound as he slides one hand up Gyro's side, palm spread wide to map out the muscle and the warmth of his body ]

I wasn't really lookin' for parlor tricks...

[ He lets go with a little grunt in response, but immediately looks down afterwards to scope out the hand tracing the contours of his body. It isn't exactly unfamiliar, and Gyro doesn't mind it— in fact, he reaches for that same hand and runs a thumb over its knuckles, as if he's going to commit the feel of it to memory. ]

Yeah? [ his voice drops a pitch, almost serious. ] What were you looking for, then.

[ Asking for honesty when he knows that they're both incredibly cagey people. Gyro never said that he'd play fair. ]

[ Asking for honesty is cheating. Using that voice is cheating.

Johnny flusters a little, very briefly, and then leans up again--in lieu of answer he's just going to press his mouth to Gyro's, and doesn't pull away this time, hand still against his side ] ]

[ It's not an answer, but Gyro'll take it.

A soft exhale through his nose later, Gyro tips into the kiss and pries Johnny's lips open, feeling the whistle of Johnny's breath flood directly into his mouth. Perhaps a little handsier than he needs to be, he keeps their lips together as he rolls Johnny onto his back, propping himself up with elbows on either side of Johnny's face to settle him in position until they both need to come up for air. ]

[ He makes a noise partway between uncertainty and like this is the best thing ever, parting his lips easily for Gyro, letting himself be rolled just as easy. That's about the end to his being easy though, and he buries a hand in Gyro's hair to hold him as he kisses back fiercer. ]

[ Gyro take the noise as encouragement and rakes his own hand through Johnny's hair, working his fingers through soft strands and trailing down, down, to his neck. Once he gets there, it's a nudge to Johnny's chin to tilt it up, giving Gyro more space to break from their kiss and plant his mouth right at the dip of Johnny's jaw.

If Johnny doesn't warn him not to, he's gonna leave a mark. ]

[ Well, he certainly doesn't discourage him, tipping his head to the side with a soft exhalation of pleasure. His hands start wandering, down Gyro's back and back up, eager to touch like this now that he has what feels like permission.

He opens his mouth to say--something, anything, he's honestly not used to the lack of banter... but then he has no idea what he would say. This is new and he doesn't want to fuck it up and he's definitely not used to that feeling, feeling unsure in how to interact with Gyro... ]

[ If Gyro is being unusually quiet, it's because his mouth is occupied— but after he leaves a mark (or two, stealthily) under Johnny's ear, he frees himself up and, inevitably, ruins the mood. ]

Yo, you know what this makes me think of? [ Don't you fucking dare, Gyro Zeppeli. At the very least, he's still trailing his lips down the length of Johnny's neck. ] A pun.

[ NO... ]

Gyro Zeppel-eats and Johnny Gnawed-star.

[ welcome to being in bed with gyro zeppeli ]

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Gyro Zeppeli have you ever been in bed with a single other person before, has that ever worked for you? Cannibalism puns? Holy shit, am I your first, am I the first person to put up with this?

[ He puts his hand in Gyro's face ]

[ he's like a big golden retriever being shushed: the hand over his face deters him from further gnawing. ]

What? It's a damn joke, don't tell me I'm not allowed to fucking joke.

[ the point

his head ]

I'm just used to a certain caliber of joke from you, and I feel like you ain't living up to the bar you've set for yourself. Just because we're all special now doesn't mean I'm gonna let you slack.

[ This is a serious topic, okay. But he takes the time to card his fingers through Gyro's hair ]

What? That was a high-effort pun. A joke and some pillow talk wrapped into one; you should be thanking me for how much affection I put into it.

[ A light noogie, trying to play off the fact that he just used the term affection, good lord ]

[ He noticed, he noticed the A-word.

He tries to duck out from under Gyro's knuckles, but that's not easy but he's on his back and under Gyro, so really he just ends up mussing his own hair as he drags to the side ]

Yeah, yeah. Lucky for you I'm apparently into pillow-puns.

[ Johnny is so fluffy, how is it that touching Johnny's hair is like petting a baby chick. It's not like he hasn't ruffled his partner and friend's head before, but it's enough to get Gyro to fall silent for a comical two seconds, engrossed in splitting blond strands.

Slow down, cowboy. ]

What else are you into. Besides pillow-puns and bug bites.

[ his voice drops at that last part, because it's a secret!! ]

[ he watches Gyro play with his hair, kind of bemused. It's true--Gyro mussing his hair isn't new at all, but like this is new... he supposes they'll do a lot of completely routine things that feel new and different, if they're going to be... whatever they're going to be now

He frowns, exaggerated, at the mention of bug bites because yes!! it's a secret!! And for a moment he flounders, because his first instinct is be brush that question off, answer sarcastically--but then maybe he's supposed to answer serious. Maybe it's in his best interests to answer serious. Who knows! ]

...A lot of what you've got going on, apparently. Don't tell you I said that, though. It'll go to your head.

[ ...tugs on a strand of Gyro's hair ]

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