[Caesar calls him stupid, but he does it with that fucking grin and there's something so warm in the way he says it that Joseph can't even begin to be offended by it. Besides, Caesar kisses him so quickly that even if his ego were somehow bruised by the comment, it'd be soothed over so quickly, it'd be like nothing even happened in the first place. And all Joseph wants to do is just kiss Caesar maybe until the end of time, and he shivers a little at the touches down along his back. When Caesar finally stops kissing him and lets go of his lip, Joseph can't really stop himself from kissing at Caesar's jaw and neck.]
[It's probably at this point that he should — or normally would, in any case — have some witty (or a close approximation to witty) and egotistical response to the question, but for once Joseph is far too preoccupied to bother with much talking, only humming his acknowledgement of the question against Caesar's skin. He catches Caesar's mouth in a kiss again, his hand picking up the pace with his thumb occasionally skating over the head of Caesar's cock.]
[It's when he's not really thinking about it anymore, between kisses, that Joseph breathes,]
I love you.
[And he feels better saying it even when he thinks maybe he should hold back on saying it because the few times he's already said it are probably more than enough for right now. But he's sat with it long enough and he wants to say it. He wants Caesar to hear it and feel it.]
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[It's probably at this point that he should — or normally would, in any case — have some witty (or a close approximation to witty) and egotistical response to the question, but for once Joseph is far too preoccupied to bother with much talking, only humming his acknowledgement of the question against Caesar's skin. He catches Caesar's mouth in a kiss again, his hand picking up the pace with his thumb occasionally skating over the head of Caesar's cock.]
[It's when he's not really thinking about it anymore, between kisses, that Joseph breathes,]
I love you.
[And he feels better saying it even when he thinks maybe he should hold back on saying it because the few times he's already said it are probably more than enough for right now. But he's sat with it long enough and he wants to say it. He wants Caesar to hear it and feel it.]