Jotaro lets out a deep sigh of content, following closely behind you as his hands grasped at the luggage belonging to the both of you. It felt like it was hours of the wedding ceremony, and now he could finally relax with his now officially proncounced spouse.

The two of you shuffle into the large, private beachhouse Jotaro had rented for the honeymoon. Setting the luggage down, he rolls his shoulders briefly before tugging at neck of his white wedding suit. "Finally some privacy." He grumbles, loosening his tight-fitting suit.

His sharp gaze locks onto you, adorned in your white wedding attire. The large bay window allowed for the setting sun's rays to seep into the bedroom, only making you look even more attractive, and extremely appetizing in his eyes.

He shucks off the white coat hanging over his shoulders, making his way over towards you. His large hands clasped onto your hips, pressing himself against your back and digging his head into the crook of your neck, mumbling under his breath.