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despicablebisexual · 1 year

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$5 | Caesar Zeppeli x Reader

Joseph really should have learned to listen to Suzie Q when she told him to knock...

warnings: afab reader, EXPLICIT SMUT mdni, betting, cursing, Joseph Joestar is a perv

set during battle tendency (part 2), all characters are 18+ years old

a/n: I've been on a Caesar fics binge lately, pls give my lover some attention

A wasted day.

That's all Joseph could think. He was wasting his one free day away.

Lisa Lisa decided to have mercy on the occupants of Air Supplena island and let everyone take the day off. She had business to attend to in Venice all day and wouldn't arrive back home until dinner time. When she left, Joseph begged Loggins and Messina to loosen the reins and leave the young adults alone. After some (shameful) begging on Joseph's part, the instructors gave in and left them alone. The only condition was to leave them to their all-day poker tournament in the library of the mansion. They told them if any funny business happened, they would not defend the young adults against Lisa Lisa.

"Alright! Now then lads, let's say we kick the day off by getting into the wine c-"

Joseph stopped mid-sentence when he noticed his two fellow Hamon users nowhere to be found.

"-cellar..."

That was about four hours ago. It's 1pm on the hottest day of the year in Venice, and Joseph had nothing to do. He had been trying to entertain himself with cards but could hardly focus since he was so bored.

"I know... I'll find Suzie Q! Then we can track down y/n and Caesar."

Joseph smirked to himself as he set off in search of the girl who had captured his heart. Besides her shyness, she was quite the jokester herself. He searched all throughout the mansion before finally spotting her in the laundry room.

"Suize Q!"

"Ah, Jojo! You scared me! Don't sneak up on me like that."

She playfully smacks his chest before turning back to folding the laundry in front of her. Joseph stands behind her and watches her.

"Jojo, if you came to watch me fold laundry, then the least you could do is offer to help me instead of staring."

Joseph snorts before he brushes the hair out of his face.

"I wasn't staring... I came to ask if you had seen y/n and Caesar! The two rats fled on me before I could even suggest what we do today."

"I believe I saw them in their swimsuits, heading for the pool earlier."

Suzie Q continues folding the laundry while Joseph stands behind her with a confused look.

"Swimming? Why would they go swimming without me?"

Suzie Q giggles at Joseph, not even bothering to turn around. When she turns around to place some folded towels on the shelf next to her, she sees Joseph's look of confusion.

"Oh my, Jojo! Do you really not know?"

"Know what," he says as he furrows his eyebrows.

"Why Caesar and y/n would go swimming without you, silly." Suzie Q laughs again but Joseph is steadily getting more impatient.

"What's the big idea?! Do they not like me or something?" He's starting to fume at this point.

Suzie Q sets down the laundry and laughs hard. "Jojo, you are so funny! It's not that they don't like you, it's that they like each other."

Joseph's jaw drops and Suzie Q laughs as hard as she possibly could at his reaction.

"What?!?!"

"How could you not notice that your two best friends are dating each other? Everyone in the house knows!"

"Everyone?!! Knows?!! Caesar and y/n... are dating?!!"

Joseph clutches the side of his face. Suzie Q's laughter has died down at this point and is instead replaced with shock.

"How did you find out?! Who told you?"

"Y/n and I spend a lot of time together when the three of you aren't training. Women talk, it's just what we do."

Joseph is baffled at this point.

"I don't believe you. I would bet $5 on it that you're wrong," he states plainly.

Suzie Q shakes her head as she chuckles.

"Follow me, Jojo."

Joseph Joestar might not be the smartest person in any given room, but there was no possible way that he could miss something like his two best friends dating. As him and Suzie Q trekked through the mansion, he began to think aloud.

"Caesar and y/n, really?? But she's so mature and strong and sensible, and he's not."

Suzie guides them through the kitchen and onto the back patio. She stops and turns to him. "Sometimes, love is found in the last person you expected." She smiles so hard at him, her eyes crinkle. Joseph blushes as they continue walking. Heading through the small flower garden, they reach the pool. Caesar and y/n are nowhere in sight.

"Hmm... I know I saw them in their swimsuits, y/n was wearing that beautiful green one that looks amazing on her!"

Suzie Q and Joseph looked around for a moment. That's when Joseph noticed two sets of wet footprints by the back door that had not dried yet due to being in the shade.

Joseph grabbed Suzie Q's arm. "There, Suzie! Let's follow the path they took."

Without even waiting for an answer, Joseph took off with Suzie in tow. He followed the water trail through the kitchen, into the hallway, up the stairs, through the corridors before finally landing in front of Caesar's room. He put his hand on the doorknob. He went to turn, but Suzie Q grabbed a hold of his wrist and stopped him.

"Jojo! We can't just barge in! They're a couple, what if they are..." Her cheeks flushed as she abandoned the thought.

"Nonsense, I walk into Caesarino's room all the time and he has yet to been in there with y/n. I'm telling you Suzie; they aren't a couple." And with that firm statement, he turned the doorknob and entered the room.

Upon entry, nothing seemed out of the ordinary. Caesar's bed was made, the curtains were drawn open to let sunshine in, and all his items were in place. The only thing out of the ordinary was a towel that sat on the bed. When Joseph's picked it up, he could smell the chlorine on it still.

"See Suzie Q! Only one towel; Caesar's towel. If they were together, her towel would be in here with his."

Suzie Q shook her head. "I guess you are right, Jojo. Perhaps we're all mistaken, and they aren't together."

Unsatisfied with her defeat, Joseph grabs her hand. "I'll prove to you that I'm right, perhaps y/n is still in her room. I'm getting to the bottom of why they left without me now."

The duo exits the room and Joseph marches them down the hall to y/n's room. She had been placed on the other side of the large hall to afford her privacy from the two boys.

Again, Joseph doesn't knock and bursts into the room. "Oh y/n," he says in a sing-songy voice.

When they enter, they can hear the shower in y/n's ensuite bathroom running. The door is cracked open just enough to let the steam escape.

"Jojo, she's in the shower! Give her some privacy. Such a pervert!"

Joseph sighs and turns on his heel to exit the room with Suzie Q. The two are just at the door when they hear her.

A long, high-pitched moan comes from the bathroom. The duo turns to each other suddenly.

Another one. "Mm, more please, Caesar."

"Anything for you, cara mia."

This time it's Suzie Q's jaw that drops. Joseph slowly turns to face the shower. He takes a few steps forward. Silently, he gets Suzie Q's attention and points to the green swimsuit on the floor right by the door, accompanied by blue swim trunks. The moans coming from the bathroom are getting louder, and the sound of skin hitting skin becomes apparent. Joseph takes a hand and eases open the door by a few centimeters. Suzie Q is silently shaking her head and trying to stop him, but he can't help but take a look in.

The scene inside is pornographic. Caesar stands inside y/n's shower (that has clear doors) with her in his arms, pressed against the wall. The couple are facing one another, too absorbed into the moment to realize that the door had crept opened several inches. He's rutting in and out of her at lightning quick speed. Y/n's arms and legs are wrapped around him, and she bounces along with his thrusts, moaning obscenely. Caesar is whispering sweet nothings to her while she babbles on about how good his cock feels inside of her, and how she's coming close to the edge.

"Caesar, I'm so close. Please don't stop."

Caesar groans at her words, trying to adjust her up higher. He handles her a little too roughly, and almost slips. The couple both yelp and Joseph takes this moment to flee from the scene.

He grabs Suzie Q and they run out of y/n's room, flying through the mansion until they are back in the kitchen, as far as possible from the couple.

Panting and out of breath, Jojo sits at the table and holds his head in his hands. He processes the moment he just saw between his two best friends, before looking up when Suzie Q taps his shoulder.

She's out of breath also but has a smile on her face and her palm before him, waiting. He cocks his eyebrow at her in confusion.

"$5, please."

Several days later. Joseph and Caesar walk into the kitchen to see Suzie Q conversing with a heated y/n.

"What's going on," Joseph asks nonchalantly.

"Joseph Joestar, you are a dead man!"

Y/n chases after Joseph, who has no idea what he has done to incur her wrath, throughout the mansion. Caesar and Suzie Q just watch the two.

"He finally caught us, didn't he?"

Suzie Q giggles, "yes, I'm sorry, I tried to stop him."

"Dio santo... She's going to kill him."

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soaringmirror · 2 years

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I (afab) want to blow Caesar while I finger my pussy to return the favor of eating me out.

NSFW MDNI

My dearest Caesar anon, I was asleep when I received this. As always you made my mind go places hehe

Okay caesar would never oppose you returning the favour. Though this man would definitely prefer giving than receiving he would lose his mind when you tease his cock. Placing your tongue flat on the underside, licking in one motion feeling the throbbing veins making him moan so heavenly. Swirling your tongue around the tip that's leaking pre, make him go wild. "This feel good Caesar?" Tease and tease until he's pleading you to just suck it already. Caesar would watch you with such intensity as you dip your fingers into your pussy. His emerald eyes focused on your face twisting with pleasure as you finger yourself, touching your aching clit while moaning around him. Giving him head will always make him thrust his hips into you, one hand moving up to your face or shoulder to steady himself. Caesar is definitely vocal, 'holy fuck amore, c-can you stroke i- yeah just like that." The pumps of your fist in tandem with your cunt convulsing around your fingers make you both whine, thinking of the way Caesar skilfully ate you out made you suck even harder. Then his face scrunches as you take your slick covered hand and tug his balls. Then flicking your tongue around his slit you pump his shaft as Caesar groans so loudly it turns into the most beautiful whine you've ever heard. His cock throbbing in your warm, wet mouth completely fucking losing it as his cum fills your mouth. Without hesitation you swallow not wasting a single drop. The satisfaction of seeing his expression after milking him dry makes you reach your own high, creaming all over your fingers. Being the gentleman he is, he'd definitely thank you by kissing your lips unbothered by the way he tastes. "Thank you amore, I love the way you feel," he'd whisper.

#medea.thirsts with anon #caesar zeppeli smut #jjba smut #caesar zeppeli x reader #jjba x reader #jjba x reader smut #medea's.scenarios

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rougepancake · 10 months

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In which you take your boyfriend to a party and he gets jealous of your friends

Ft. Caesar Zeppeli, Joseph Joestar, Rohan Kishibe, Jotaro Kujo, Dio Brando, Jonathan Joestar

Warnings: Slightly suggestive. Mentions of alcohol. Google translated Italian. Gender neutral reader. Not proofread.

CAESAR ZEPPELI

You stood there, chatting excitedly with your friends about how your week had been. They listened intently and you all spent a good amount of time just exchanging stories over the loud music that was playing from the living room of the house.

You could barely hear them, but you didn’t mind. The environment around you was anything but quiet, which was fair since you were at Joseph Joestar’s party.

It had been hours since it started, and some people were starting to pack up and leave, taking some of the loud buzz with them.

Eventually it began to calm down, and it was just you and your best friend sitting on the couch, enjoying one another’s company in peace.

The two of you continued in your tipsy conversation, giggling frequently as you spoke. It was nice, honestly. Your week had been nothing short of a nightmare, only adding to the amount of stress you were under. So when you found out about Joseph’s party, you immediately decided to take Caesar and head over.

Speaking of Caesar…

The party had been going on for hours and you had yet to see him.

As you were speaking to your friend, you found yourself being interrupted by the feeling of someone’s arms wrapping around your waist.

“Caesar…” You whispered, turning to look at him as he buried his head into your shoulder, kissing at the flesh gently. He looked up and shot your best friend a glare, which resulted in them excusing themselves and leaving the two of you alone.

His grip on you tightened, his back pressing up against your chest as he continued to kiss and bite as your neck.

“Finalmente- siamo soli.”

Finally- we’re alone.

JOSEPH HOESTAR

It was his party and he was out dancing in the living room, drunkly throwing his arms into the air as he moved carelessly. You couldn’t help but giggle at the sight as you talked to your new friend Caesar, who apparently went way back with Joseph.

The two of you hit it off, especially when you found out that he was an ex of Joseph’s, which meant he had dirt on him that you could use against him later. You actually grew so lost in your conversation with the blond that you tuned out your boyfriend’s drunken dancing.

“So like I was saying- JoJo is a bit of a-“ Caesar began, leading you into the kitchen and away from the noisiness of the living room. You listened intently and contributed to his points, telling him about what your relationship with Joseph had been like so far until-

“Y/N!” The sound of Joseph’s voice rang throughout the kitchen, causing you to jump in surprise as he stormed over towards you. “I sidn’t know Caesarino was h-here!” He slurred his words and threw an arm around your shoulder, shooting a glare at the man before you.

Caesar took that as his sign to leave and did just that, leaving you and your drunk boyfriend alone in the kitchen.

“Y/nnn.” He whined, both of his arms now pulling you close to him as he struggled to stay upright. “Why were you talking to himmmm??”

“Well he and I had some interests, that’s all.” You chuckled slightly but let out a surprised yelp as he put all his weight against you. “Joseph! Get up!” You groaned and forced him to stand up, pouting as you led him back to his bedroom so he could rest.

“But you’re mineee.” He continued to whine as you dragged him, pouting childishly as you walked.

“I didn’t say I wasn’t.” You chuckled. Drunk Joseph was always… something else.

“Let me show you.” He whispered, pinning you against the wall of his hallway and trapping you there. He began to attack your neck, leaving sloppy love bites in his wake.

“Please.”

And you just couldn’t tell him no.

ROHAN KISHIBE

He wasn’t much of a ‘party person’, but he figured he’d humor you just this once. He had spent most of the night right by your side, making sure nothing bad happened to you as you drank.

Had you always been this social?

Maybe it was the alcohol talking, but he did rather like that side of you.

Eventually, you ran off to talk to one of your buddies, and he decided to leave you be. But the sight of you with this friend of yours lit a fire within him. They had a hand on your arm, and seemed a little too invested in what you had to say.

Perhaps you two were just close. He hoped so, even though he didn’t fully understand why.

Since the great Rohan Kishibe doesn’t get jealous of others.

Others get jealous of him.

With an annoyed sigh, he put on a stern expression and walked over to you two. You greeted him with a cheery smile that sent butterflies swirling in his stomach, and it made him feel slightly guilty for what he was about to do next.

He grabbed you by the collar of your shirt and forced your lips to collide with his, using your gasp of surprise as the perfect opportunity to shove his tongue down your throat and remind you that he was the one that continued to make you feel good.

“R-Roh-“

“We’re leaving.” He grumbled and grabbed your wrist, smirking at how your little friend was nowhere in sight. Your drunken protests fell on deaf ears as he pulled you out of the house and into his car, buckling you up safely and stomping over to his side.

“What was that for-“ He cut you off by smashing his lips onto yours once again, groaning at the taste of alcohol that came from you.

You were in for it now, and you didn’t even know why.

JOTARO KUJO

He couldn’t believe that you thought it would be a good idea to drag him out to a party. Honestly! What in the world was running through your mind?!

But when he saw how much fun you were having, he just couldn’t take it away from you.

So- he resorted to standing in the corner of the, rather large, living room, arms crossed as he watched you dance around aimlessly.

It was all fun and games, until he watched one of your close friends come up and begin to dance with you. They took your hand in theirs and began to jump and sing along with you, their smile just as bright as your own.

The sight sent Jotaro’s heart to his stomach.

What was this feeling bubbling up inside him? Was it jealousy?? Surely not. Jotaro Kujo was known to get jealous every now and then, but over one of your friends?

It made him feel more guilty than anything.

It should be him dancing with you, making you smile and giggle like that. He should be the one out there encouraging you to be yourself while you hop around and scream the lyrics of the song that just came on.

God why did he have to stand over in the corner?

Hesitantly, he walked over to the two of you, grabbing your wrist and pulling you to the side briefly. His heart swelled at the sight of your cheesy grin, which only made him feel worse.

“Y/n.” He started out with a heavy sigh. How was he supposed to tell you he was jealous of your friend? It would ruin your night and he knew it. So… he sucked it up and gave in to the crazy idea that had been bothering him since he saw you go out and dance.

“What’s wrong?” You seemed to sense his inner turmoil, your voice soft and understanding. “Do you need to leave? It’s alright with if you do, I get it.” You made a motion to grab your jacket, but he only pulled you back towards him.

“I want to dance with you.”

Oh wow. Did he really just say that? He had to be kidding… but based on the way he was looking at you, you knew he wasn’t.

You’d ask him about his change of heart later, but decided to give him a peck on the lips and drag him back to the center of the living room.

It was a sweet act on his part, but his eyes betrayed how he really felt.

He was going to take you, and not a single bit of your body would be safe from his wonder working lips.

DIO BRANDO

He’s a slut for a good party and you know it. Nothing can stop him from getting absolutely wasted and enjoying himself in the sea of people. He was practically born to live in the spotlight, so that he’ll do.

Until you drag him home.

Or until he sees you flaunting around with a good for nothing loser that he’s never met before.

Tonight- it was the latter, his eyes laying upon the sight of you talking to a supposed friend of yours that he’s never met.

There was always the possibility that you had met them tonight, but he wasn’t about to hear you out. He knew all of your friends. Every single one of them. And he didn’t care if they liked him or not, so long as he knew them.

He watched in disgust as you laughed at something the stranger said, cringing even further when you placed a hand on their shoulder to steady yourself.

The sight simply enraged him, and maybe it was the alcohol talking, but it made his heart throb in agony.

Was he really that bad for you? I mean sure, he was your boyfriend, but he’s never been jealous of someone before and it was really starting to bother him.

“Y/n!” He hissed and grabbed you by your wrist, not even giving you a chance to say goodbye to your friend. “Stop trying to date other people!” His face was close to yours, and his breath reeked of alcohol.

“I’m not?!” You argued, pulling your wrist away from his grasp, only to have him grab it again and lead you out of the house. “Hey! What are you doing?!” You shouted and glared at him as you stood. “Are you at least going to tell me what’s wrong?”

He stopped and looked back at you, his eyes shining with malice and nothing more. He was totally blinded by his rage.

“I’m going to remind you who you belong to.”

And by god he did.

JONATHAN JOESTAR

He’s a gentle giant. Parties aren’t really his thing, but if it makes you happy, then he doesn’t mind a whole lot.

For the most part, it was the two of you and some friends talking by the pool, your feet dangling in the water as you talked. It was relaxing, surprisingly, and Jonathan couldn’t help but rest his head on your shoulder as you talked.

Now, Jonathan isn’t really the jealous type. He never really has been and he doesn’t think he will be.

But there’s just something about Dio sitting beside you that sets him off.

“Hello Y/n darling.” His voice is like silk, smooth in his way to try and seduce you. “JoJo.” He nodded at Jonathan before taking your hand in his and kissing it softly.

“Dio.” You scoffed and pulled your hand away. “I didn’t know you were invited to this party.”

“Of course I was.” He chuckled lowly and smirked. “I’m always invited to these things.”

Jonathan’s arms found their way to your waist, curling around you and holding you close. He lifted his head up and shot a glare at Dio, his gaze unwavering in his resolve. The blond scoffed and left, leaving you and Jonathan alone to enjoy one another’s company.

“You know… Dio is our neighbor…” He started, whispering softly into your ear. “It would be nice if we could ensure that he didn’t get sleep tonight, no?”

“Oh Jonathan.” You chuckled and leaned into him. “I don’t see why not.”

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c-nstellati-ns · 2 years

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OK imagine Caesar from jjba being cocky thinking he can get away with flirty with other people only for him to get fucked with the reader being the only one he can think of

MELT IN YOUR MOUTH KIND OF LOVIN'... — short

author's fic — y'all need to send more requests like this fr word count — 512 featuring — caesar zeppeli cw — NSFW CONTENT, implied cheating, degradation, hair pulling, dacryphilia, and spanking [twice]

MDNI. 18+ CONTENT BELOW, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

"Keep quiet, won't you whore?"

Your voice was harsh against his ears, Caesar had to swallow down the loud moan that threatened to spill past his lips. He covered his mouth as best he possibly could, but the way you were pounding him from behind… he wouldn't last much longer. It was his own fault anyways, flirting with those men and women in front of you like that, he deserved everything that was coming to him right now. Caesar's eyes welled up with unshed tears, he could barely hold himself up against the sink without his arms and legs buckling from the pleasure. Of course, you had to do all the work again.

"You love being the center of attention, don't you, Zeppeli? Panty chasing in public like that— such a fucking slut." You smacked him across the ass, hard. Caesar choked on his own tongue, letting out a high-pitched, broken moan and he gripped the counter hard. His pale ass was red and leaking from your previous release in him, he could never be properly satisfied, this slut. He knew what he was getting himself into when he had gotten close to that woman in front of you, and now he was paying the consequences. There was nothing he could say to appease your anger, the damage was done. So why not fuck him within an inch of his life to show him what he was going to be missing?

You gripped his hair roughly, forcing him to stare at himself in the mirror. He was a fucking mess. The eyeliner and mascara he wore streamed down his red cheeks with each tear that rolled down, his lipstick all smudged along with his lips all bruised and red. Caesar looked like a cheap prostitute like this… yet, he couldn't help but get harder at this.

"Look at you, stupid bitch. You love this so much, don't you? Being treated like a two-cent whore, you're so tight— you're fucking enjoying me treating you like shit, huh?" You pulled those golden locks harder, eliciting a louder higher pitched moan from the man beneath you. His cock was red and leaking all over the counter, you had to refrain yourself from pleasing him any further or else that'd be overindulging his already spoiled ass. "You wanted my attention so bad, you went feeling up on those other chicks, huh? Fucking whore, I'll teach you a lesson now that you won't forget."

Caesar couldn't help but nod dumbly, as much as he could with your iron fisted grip on his hair. He didn't care about his volume right now, he only cared about you continuing to fuck him like this forever. "O-ohh, yes, yess— I-I'm your whore! Y-yours, yours, yo- FUCK!" You smacked him across his ass again, harder than last time. He was wailing at this point, claw marks all up and down the counter. The glass fogged up from all his panting, it was such a pretty sight.

He really was nothing but a bitch in heat when it came to you, huh?

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belovedyandere · 2 years

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i’d pay you to write yandere jjba characters. (specifically, dio (brando), jotaro, jonathan or casear.) with a more, crybaby-type reader? prone to crying at small things and yk. ur writings so good and honestly miss the jjba

cw. confinement, dacryphilia, dubcon, fingering, sadism, sexual themes, spanking, yandere themes

Dio Brando

within the beginning of this, let’s say situationship, your response to everything by crying irritated him. that short period of time, he felt very vexed by your sensitivity, to everything. Dio Brando desires power. authority, control, dominance and strength. to watch someone become vulnerable so easily, without putting an effort to fight confused him. and he despised being confused. it makes him feel out of control. and this leads to his frustration. but soon enough, those big eyes pulled him in. he was a harsh, evil man. he will take whatever he wants, no one can deny him. so why. why does he feel that incessant need to shield you from everything. to have you only cry from his hands, and his body? maybe it’s tied to his childhood, he sees your innocence, and feels as though it’s within his right to do as he pleases with you. so when he decides to keep you locked away, only leaving the home that you’re settled in to be moved into another with him by your side, there’s little persuasion or argument to be made against it. he’s very domineering and extremely proud, a disagreement made by you won’t be taken seriously. and may result to some light spanking and teasing.

his hand print will be engraved on your bottom cheeks, red and hot. it’ll be deeply bruised in the next few hours. his other hand occupied by pulling the leash that’s connected to your custom collar, his ‘present’ to you. he’ll have a mirror facing your face, just so he can have a view of the tears streaming down your face. you were already releasing tears when he approached you. how could he have ever been frustrated by your crying? when he’s this hard from you laying on him as he smacks your ass to the brink of numbness? his hand come to a halt, you were about to turn and see why he had stopped only to let out a yelp. his fingers had begun to linger near your hole, softly swiping up and down from it, only pushing in a finger before retracting and sliding again. this cycle continuing cruelly. but this is what you get for attempting an argument. for disagreeing with him. he’s protecting you, the Dio Brando. you should be on your knees thanking him, or better yet, on the bed with your legs splayed out while begging for his cock, preferably a good amount of tears in your eyes.

Caesar Zeppeli

Caesar is similar to Dio, in the sense that he sees that it is his responsibility to aid you. it’s more similar to moral obligation compared to Dio, but that morality becomes deranged and delusional later on. he tends to be prideful, speaking of honour and how it is dishonourable to allow such a beauty as yourself cry. but he comes to realise that you cry over everything. this leads to him being urged on to do better, to make everything better for you. he grows protective and quite observant over your surroundings. he spends no time with others, only maintaining shallow conversations before he leaves to find you. it’s become attachment to this point. you’re just too graceful, even with your red runny nose and puffy eyes, and he hates how he becomes unravelled by your tears. he does worry though, and he’s quick on his feet, which he has arrogantly stated many times. but beneath that pride, he truly does love you, or he sees this obsession as love. he will not stand for any treatment by anyone towards you. not his friends, his mentor, anyone. you rely on him, and he can’t let go of that. he can’t let go of you. that is his excuse when he’s wiping your tears away, his large arms covering your body, in the corner of his room as he coos you.

softly rocking you in his laps, it’s a strange sight to see. a large, handsome, muscular man, softly kissing your cheeks, licking away your tears, savouring the taste before wanting more. although he hates to see you cry, he also can’t help the arousal he feels. without his usual restraint, he pinches your arm, to the average person it’s light but to you it sends a new river of tears that he happily laps away with small guilt that was hanging on a thin strand. you sit on his laps, your back to his chest with his cheek against yours. without thought, his fingers slid from your stomach, never stopping from licking your tears, even as your weakly deny him, he doesn’t stop. his fingers already hovering your heated spot, expertly sliding through your garments, roughly and passionately playing with it as he pleased. though it soon turned fast pace, as if out of desperation, and perhaps it was. desperate to have you near him, on him, with him. he doesn’t want you to leave him, and he can never leave you.

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fortune-fool02 · 1 year

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A Night Time Visit

Vampire Caesar Zeppeli x female reader

Summary: A few days had passed since Caesar’s disappearance when he went to challenge Wamuu to a fight. [Name] begged him not to but he refused to stand by anymore. Now, he finally returned to her.

Warning: NSFW, smutt, light oral-pleasure, mention of blood/blood drinking, biting.

So... yeah. I haven’t wrote smutt or anything spicy for a long time so forgive me if it’s bad, haha. Thank you for reading it, please reblog and comment as it really means a lot!

Thank you and please enjoy!

The soft breeze brushed against the window, faint whispers trying to seep into the room, seeking out the warmth to steal away. With the morning sun gone, the night’s darkness flooded the city, broken only by little specks of lights and candles to show that there was life presence in the buildings. Air Supplena island was different though. Surrounded by nothing by the sea’s hissing waves and inky black mass of water, very little light could so much as see the island, let alone touch it.

It was such a different place at night. Something [Name] was still adjusting to. The clawing waves at the rocky slopes of the island muffling out the otherwise suffocating silence, making any new sound a sudden possible threat or danger that she would flinch at. How Lisa Lisa coped with this for so long was beyond her understanding. Sleep evaded her that night, as it had done for the past few recently. Her mind consumed by a thick fog of worry for Caesar. Tight wires in her veins that strained, ready to snap at a moment’s notice, that also coiled and constricted around her heart and chest.

The last they spoke, he and Joseph had broken into an argument regarding the current situation of the Pillarmen and the next phase of their plan. Joseph wanted to keep a calm approach to this, his mind set with the timer against him, the rings festering within, waiting to dissolve. Caesar, however, wanted to ambush during the day time, with the sun on their side, and destroy the Pillarmen once and for all. Both had their points but their stubborn and abrasive natures conflicted, two forces refusing to back down, and erupted into a fight. That was the last anyone saw of Caesar before he stormed off.

A shaky sigh left [Name]’s lips as she sat on her bed, trying to keep herself together and try to calm her burning nerves. A deep breath in, then out. In, then out. Slowly. The straining ache in her veins subsided slightly but not much, it was the most she could do for now until they found Caesar. Laying down on the bed, her eyes were fixed on the ceiling, her mind occupied and fretting that she didn’t notice the figure on the balcony outside her window. A faint shadow hiding among even darker shadows, cold eyes watching her with careful observation.

In the darkness, he could see her body on the bed, the shape of her figure as perfect as ever. The feeling of her warm skin beneath his hands, the curves of her body in his hands. Thinking about it brought a smile to his lips, the tip of his tongue rubbing against one of the fangs in his mouth, itching to taste her. Caesar was, by no means, a Saint. But there was something about [Name] that he craved. Something that teased an unquenchable thirst, he always needed more of her.

A soft tapping at the balcony window pulled her from her thoughts, a surge of white-hot shock rushed through her. Her eyes widening at the sight of the familiar blonde on the balcony. Without hesitation, she rushed over to the balcony and threw the doors open, throwing her arms around him. The warmth of her body was immediate, the sweetness of her scent filling his head like a hazy fog. How he missed her. His sweet [Name].

“Caesar! Oh God, I was so worried about you! We thought you...” Her words trailed on, tremors rattling her body, as her hands held onto him tightly, afraid that this was all just some form of delusion. But he was real, he was here.

“Shh, shh. I know, cara. But I’m here now.” His voice whispered into her ear, a soothing sound that purged all sense of fear and doubt from her body, pressing a light kiss on her temple. Tears welled up in her eyes before falling down her cheeks, emotions crashing about inside of her, trying to determine themselves how to feel, how to dare feel. She turned her head and practically grabbed his head, kissing him deeply, much to his delight. The tension in her body melting away, the fear and worry that he was just a figment of her imagination losing its hold on her.

His lips were cold, as was his skin, but the breeze outside aided in forming an excuse for it. Slowly, savouring the warmth of her, his hands moved along her body, taking their time and listening closely to the steady beating of her heart. She was perfect to him in every way possible. Her beauty unmatchable. Her body something he could never get enough of. Her muscle in his hands, the taste of her in his mouth. The mere thought earned a soft groan from him, deepening the kiss.

In one movement, Caesar pushed her back against the bed, using his bodyweight to push her down onto the soft blankets. A faint redness tinted her face, her breathing coming out in small pants with a smile on her face. But he wasn’t done yet, not even close to it. He watched the look on her face shift as she looked at his eyes more closely. Emerald green eyes would have been staring back normally, but instead, crimson ones looked down at her. The darkness of the room allowing their faint glow to be more prominent. And the penny dropped for her.

“Caesar.... Oh my God....” The confusion in her voice, the flicker of worry that flashed her eyes, all didn’t go unnoticed by him. He quickly hushed her with another kiss, the tips of his fangs brushing against her bottom lip.

“Relax, amore mio.” His eyes gazed down at her, their glow capturing her eyes, pulling her in. Her pulse calmed, as did the hesitation, all melting away the longer she looked into his eyes. His hand moved, caressing her cheek, the tips of black claws brushing against her cheekbone, just beneath her eye. And just like that, she was his, as she was supposed to be.

Hunger twinged within him, enhanced further by the light burning in his lower gut. His lips left a trail of hungry kisses down from her lips to her neck, searching for the right spot, guided by the soft whimpers [Name] made before he found his mark. It started as a cold, shard of ice piercing her neck, pulling a light gasp of pain, but soon calmed to a pleasantly tingling that branched off around her body. Pleased moans muffled against her neck as Caesar pushed himself closer to her, his hips pressing against her more, and the bulge in his pants growing the more he drank from her.

“Mmm~ Caesar~” [Name]’s fingers ran through his golden hair, gripping it lightly and moving her hips against his, earning a deep moan from him. A tight grip latched onto her thigh, pulling her closer to him. He pulled back from her neck, droplets of blood trickling down his lips and chin, a hazed look in his eyes as he panted. Not a second was wasted before he was removing his pants, a newfound surge coursing through him, his beloved’s blood inside of him. [Name] sat up, her hands helping to remove his pants and free his hardened cock.

Grabbing hold of her pants, he removed them along with her underwear, moving himself down and pressing little kisses along her thighs, his fangs occasionally nipping the soft skin; earning sweet whimpers and soft moans. Her legs trying to press together in response to the sensations, but his hands held firm, keeping them in place.

“Ah, ah, darling~ You keep them open for me~” He purred before leaning closer, his mouth pressing a teasingly gentle kiss between her legs. The tip of his tongue brushing along the sides before moving down the middle, a loud whine was made as [Name] tried to arch up, trying to move closer to his face, begging for more.

“Caesar, please~ Mmmn~” Her hands gripped the blanket tightly, face red from the sensations and the achingly slow place. Hearing her beg for him brought a sly smile to his face as he lifted himself back up, his lips finding their way back to her neck.

“Good girl~ Say it again~” A deep purr rumbled from him as his hips moved, the tip of his cock brushing against her entrance, taking all the strength he had himself not to ruin this by going too fast. He wanted to savour this. He wanted to devour her at his pace.

[Name] tilted her head, offering more of her neck to him, her hips arching up against his. “Please, Caesar~ I want you~” The need in her tone was more than enough, the way her eyes looked at him, clouded by desire. Such a beautiful image. His lips pressed against hers once again as he thrusted his hips slow, his cock pushing into her.

Her hands gripped onto him, seeking some form of stability as she grinded her hips, feeling herself adjust to the length inside of her. “Ahh~ Caesar, yes~” Her words were able to get past the kisses, her lower gut sparking and aching for him, lust shooting across her nerves, leaving her body aflutter. His touch leaving goosebumps along her skin as his lips returned to her neck, kissing all over while his fangs brushed and nipped, claiming.

His hips thrusted, a steady rhythm at first, but hitting all the right spots for her. The grip on her thigh lifting her leg lightly, blackened claws digging into the flesh, the pain quickly sparking to pleasure, replacing the light cries and gasps with moans and whimpers. Her body clay in his hands, to mould as he desired.

“Brava ragazza~” He moaned against her, feeling her warmth around his cock, delightfully so. How he longed for this. Each thrust of his hips pushed his cock just a little deeper inside until she had taken him fully, a wondrous sensation that left him feeling light-headed and dizzy, but wanting more. He wanted her to be able to do nothing but think of him, of what he can do to her, how he could bring her to the edge and back again. The burning in his lower gut grew more, a familiar pooling feeling forming, choking moans from him.

[Name] tightened around him, a light indication that she, too, was close. A part of him wanted to draw it out a little longer but he didn’t have the strength to. He wanted that euphoric sense that hit at the very peak of a climax, he wanted her to feel the same. After all, the prize is just as good as the chase.

“Come on, my love~ Cum for me~” Those words were all it took, that little nudge to the edge, and [Name] cried out, her orgasm shaking her entire body as she came around him. The warmth and tightness of her was the same for him, one last thrust, and the rush that hit him was immense.

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starliights-shining · 2 years

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Ceasar Zeppeli - Begging(smut)

It's short but good I think. FemReader, no specific things describing the reader. Mentions of clit. :) Enjoy! (not proofread)

A light chuckle escaped from the man behind you. You two both stood in the middle of the hotel room.

“Gioia, tell me what you want.” The Blonde man said, laying a kiss on your b are shoulder.

“I…” you trailed off into a moan as his hands trailed down to you rest on your hip. You took a deep breathe in to finish your statement.

“I want you.” you said, turning you head to look inot his green eyes.

He hummed resting his chin opn your shoulder, his hand started to travel upwards, now just resting on your waist. He seemed displeased with you statement.

“Thats not what I meant Gioia.” He said, you were now painfully aware of his thumb caressing the bare skin on your waist while the other hand is slowly moving to cup your clothed pussy. You were finally understanding what he wanted from you. He wanted you to beg. You were surprised he didnt have you on your knees yet. You felt his fingers start to move your panties aside, his finger tips moving over your slit as he hummed again.

“You know what youre supposed to be doing right now.” Said, his fingers stopped moving to give you time to respond him. To say and do what you were supposed to do. But something was stopping you.

You turned your head away, trying your hardest to escape his gaze, those shinning emerald eyes, Those eyes youd do anything for, just so you can have them on you and only you. You layed you head back on his shoulder. His finger tips rubbing soft slow circles aorund your bundle of nerves. A gaspy moan leaving you as his pace picked up and then slowed in a repeating pattern.

“Please…” you managed to breathe out in between the small gasps that left you. You took in to more breathes before trying you luck again.

“Please Ceasar…” you softlyu said, you hadn moving down to keep hjis hand where it was.

“Please what, Gioia.” he whispered. His pace picking up just a little.

“Please, just fuck me already.” you left out, gasping at the feel of his fingers slowly rubbing your clit sas he thought if your plead was good enough, good enough for what he had in store for you. Good enough to pay off the debt you seemed to collect by only receiving form the playboy himself. He left out deep hum that vibrated you back.

“I don't think that was good enough for more… Gioia,” he says.

A whine was released from you as his fingers did not stop, the same slow antagonizing pace and pattern, as you thought how he could so cruel to you.

You free hadn came up to grip his blonde hair as you whined again, letting out a few more pleas.

“Ceasar please, I’ll do anything. I can’t keep going on like this. Please, Please, Please.” you whined, turning your head to make eye contact, in hopes of it driving your plea right where you want it… Into his pants. He gave you a kiss, a hot, passionate kiss, as he plunged his fingers into your pussy. You moaned into the kiss, finally receiving what you wanted..

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3niqma · 10 months

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𝐭𝐢 𝐩𝐢𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐥𝐨 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨? 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐨𝐧𝐞.

-` 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐰𝐨 ´- -` 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 ´-

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠; 𝐣𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐡 𝐣𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐜𝐚𝐞𝐬𝐚𝐫 𝐳𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐥𝐢. ⋆｡𖦹 °✩

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐝𝐧𝐢! 𝟏𝟖+. ִ ࣪𖤐

˚₊‧꒰ა ☆ ໒꒱ ‧₊˚

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲; 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐬𝐝𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐚𝐥 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭.

“i think that we’re done here for today; you did very well. you’re making very quick progress.” your hamon coach, lisa lisa spoke. you have been training one on one with her, starting at 5 in the morning and ending just now at 10 am. you knew that caesar had finished his training right before you as you crossed paths on your way outside, him sending you a quick “good luck, signorina.” before he went inside, presumably immediately collapsing on his bed the minute he set foot in his room.

you were tired, but you felt a wave of pride wash over you when you heard your coach say those words to you. you have an immense amount of respect for her; she always inspires and motivates you to do better. your lips curled up into a smile, still recovering from your intense training and slightly out of breath.

“thank you, coach.” you say, taking a sip of water from the glass that stood on the table nearby. she lit a cigarette and puffed out the smoke.

“you’re free today, so do as you please.” she said as she took another drag from her cigarette. you gave her a quick nod and a quick “thank you!” as you walked off to your room, desperate for some shut-eye, and a shower. you had never taken so much time walking up a set of stairs before, but you were on the edge of collapsing.

upon entering your room, you took a good look at your bed. you were very close to just saying “fuck it.” and just get into bed immediately, but the layer of sweat on your body ultimately made you decide against it. you let out a frustrated groan and dragged your ass to the bathroom, peeled off your clothes, and hopped in the shower.

you relaxed under the warm water, all the tension releasing from your aching muscles. you were so sleepy that you had to slap yourself a few times across the face to stay awake. but somehow you managed to get out of the shower without slipping or falling asleep. you got out, dried yourself off, put some fresh loungewear on, applied face moisturizer and some deodorant, dried your hair, and decided not to style it, as you weren’t planning on going anywhere today.

if your coach gives you a day off, you better make full use of it. she really wasn’t prone to giving them a lot.

just as you were planning to wrap yourself in your sheets and drift off to dreamland, the sound of faint voices filled the room. the source of the noise came from outside. wondering what was going on, you got up and walked towards your window, which was slightly opened to let some fresh air in. once there, you fully opened the window, looking down to see the source of the noise. he was currently panting, hands placed on his knees as he was hunched over. he was in the middle of his one on one training session with his coach, and it appeared that she was not going easy on her trainee.

there stood joseph joestar, your (idiot) boyfriend. his hair was messy, the skin of his stomach that was exposed from his crop top was covered in a thin layer of sweat, his cheeks were flushed, and he was breathing heavily. it was truly a sight to behold.

your mind started to wander at the sight of him. it’s like he was sculpted by the gods themselves, standing at a whopping 6’5, broad muscular frame and a chiseled face. anyone who would encounter him would no doubt piss their pants.

don’t let those features fool you, tho; he’s actually just a big klutz. he’s adorable really—he loves to cuddle, tell stupid jokes, and will always want to impress you. he’s really a ride or die bitch.

but, aside from the fact that he’s really cute, he’s also an incredible lay. you can’t get enough of him, and he can’t get enough of you either. considering the fact that you two don’t live alone on air supplena island of course fucking is not an everyday affair. but he’ll take every chance he gets to either stuff his fingers deep inside of you or have you clench around his cock.

as you stand there, daydreaming about his cock for another 10 minutes, you accept the fact that you aren’t going to catch sleep anytime soon. you were craving something else.

leaving the window slightly opened, you return to bed, your sex throbbing with need. you immediately got to work, one hand stroking over your slit, collecting your dripping arousal. the other taking a hold of your breast, pinching your nipple between your index finger and your thumb, letting out a soft hiss at the sensation.

you insert two fingers without any trouble, starting to slowly pump in and out. you imagine it being joseph’s long skilled fingers, as he warms you up for his cock like he always did while whispering all the things he planned on doing to you in your ear. he was well endowed, to say the least, always needing some kind of preparation before he penetrated you. the stretch you always felt when he entered was addicting.

unbeknownst to you, joseph had just been done with his training. not really tho, suzie q had asked lisa lisa if she’d be interested in going shopping with her. for some magical reason, she agreed to join her, so joseph just happened to be in luck for now. considering he only had 1 hour’s worth of training, as opposed to the 5 hours you faced, he was feeling just fine. he was on his way to ask you if you wanted to grab some breakfast with him, hands stuffed in his pockets.

as he stood in front of your door, just about to barge in, he heard the faint sound of your voice coming from inside. wondering what you were up to, he was seconds away from turning the handle until he suddenly heard his name combined with a strangled moan. oh god, you were masturbating, and with him in mind no less. he felt blood traveling with lightning speed towards his cock, straining his pants painfully. he quickly placed his ear against the door so he could hear you better.

he was conflicted; it was quite an invasion of your privacy to stand here and eavesdrop, but the sounds you were making were simply divine; he couldn’t get enough. he decided to take it a step further and, as quietly as possible, open the door just enough for him to see you.

he almost came right there and then; the sight of you was intoxicating to him. your legs spread open, one of your hands desperately groping your breast and the other furiously pumping in and out of you. your face flushed, your eyes squeezed shut, and your lips slightly parted as you let out little moans and whimpers, that included his name as well.

in an instant, his hand flew to his pants, undoing his belt and unzipping them. relief washed over him as his cock finally had some more room. he palmed himself through his boxers, watching you come undone before him. he had to bite his lip to not let any sound escape him.

as you were getting closer and closer to your release, you suddenly heard the creaking of your door, making you open your eyes, head moving towards the source of the sound.

there stood your boyfriend, palming himself in your doorway, his eyes wide as he realized that he had been caught. you felt insanely embarrassed, how long had he been watching you? your face reddened even more, your eyes widening in realization that he must’ve been standing there for a few minutes at worst.

“joseph, what the fuck?!” you yelled, quickly withdrawing your hand from your underwear, grabbing a pillow that laid next to you chucked it at him. joseph was equally as red. not retrieving his hand quick enough, the pillow smushed right against his face.

“i-i’m sorry, love. i didn’t mean to be rude.” he stammered. was he really sorry? not really; he loved watching you get yourself off, and he just realized it.

“ugh, whatever, you perv.” you answered, secretly finding the whole situation incredibly sexy. your boyfriend getting himself off at the sight of you doing the same. with his ego being stroked by the way you called his name, joseph quickly pulled up and buckled his pants. his lips curled up slightly.

“i just couldn’t help it; you were so incredibly sexy like that. i just had to savor it for myself.” he grinned, leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed. that damned shit-eating grin of his, drove you insane. he looked so, so hot in this moment. however, you didn’t want to grant him the pleasure of indulging in you, just yet.

feeling mischievous, you walked towards him, your neck tilted backwards to look him right in the eyes. your eyes then traveled down, focusing on the clear outline of his cock through his jeans. you took a hold of him, squeezing softly, which earned you a loud groan from the joestar.

you innocently looked back up at him, seeing his bottom lip tucked between his teeth and a few drops of sweat resting on his cheeks. you stood on your tiptoes, placing a soft kiss on his plump lips.

“good luck with that, love.” you said, withdrawing your hand from his cock as you shoved him out your doorway, closing the door behind you. joseph stood there, bewildered and highly sexually frustrated. he was craving you so badly right now, but he also understood that you might still be a little bit mad at him for what he pulled on you. he let out a deep sigh, dragging himself to his room on the other side of the hallway, planning on quickly relieving himself, and then thinking about how to make it up to you.

you, on the other hand, were in deep thought about some sweet revenge on your mannerless boyfriend. no sex for a week? no, that’d be cruel to yourself as well. what about not letting him cum for a week? hm, not quite.

you were pondering until a thought popped into your head that would make a perfect revenge but also caused your pussy to throb. perfect! this was going to be fun. you only needed to convince.. one other party for this.

you fixed yourself up, made your hair look presentable and applied some mascara. you quickly made your way out of your room, speeding towards the other side of the building. you reached your destination quickly, lifting your hand to knock on the door in front of you. your heart racing with excitement.

you heard a pair of footsteps approach the door, biting your lip in anticipation. a few seconds later, you heard the handle being turned down, opening the door. you were met with the sight of the figure in front of you sporting slightly messy hair, wearing nothing but a pair of grey sweatpants, and a headband tied around his head.

“good morning, bellezza. to what do i owe the pleasure of you knocking on my door?”

──★ ˙🍓 ̟ !!

a/n; this shit was so long, i had to split it up into multiple parts. part two tomorrow! leave me your feedback, it’s very much appreciated ;)

finished on 13-07-‘23, 11:15 pm, cet.

love, 3niqma.

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cultofkakyoin · 1 year

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You Shook Me All Night Long

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Relationship: Esidisi | AC/DC/Reader, Esidisi | AC/DC/Caesar Anthonio Zeppeli/Reader, Established Caesar/Reader

I kid you not, I have had this in my drafts sitting at 3740 words for 3 years, all the way back when I use to write JoJo fics regularly. Anyway, enjoy. If you notice any mistakes I can't proofread this another time, im sorry. Also on Ao3.

Content Warning!: Rape/non-con, dubious consent, fuck or die kinda thing, graphic depictions of violence, blood, vomiting.

"Leave him alone, please!" You plead, grabbing the pillar man's arm and desperately trying to pull his body away from Caesar's, but he's too strong, too big comparatively. Esidisi lets out a cruel cackle "She beseeches me! You have truly chosen a good woman" he says, leaning down and grinning at the man below him before he plants his foot onto the blond Italian's face, grinding his naked calloused heel into his cheek and pushing his face further into the ground.

"Leave her out of this" Caesar struggles to speak, sputtering foaming spit and blood before coughing violently. Esidisi lifts his foot and slams it back down onto the blond's head "Caesar!" You shout gasping and falling to your knees beside him. His breathing was shallow and he could barely wheeze out the syllables of your name, your breath gets stuck in your throat.

Esidisi lays a hand on your head, making you jump, beginning to shake in terror, looking up at him to find him leering down at you with his eyes gazing into yours with a stoic look, then he grins. "Do you want me to stop?" he asks as he crouches down, not taking his hand off your scalp, you nod without hesitation "Of course I do!" You exclaim looking at him questionably.

"Perhaps, we can work a deal, little human," he says with each word walking the fingers of his other hand to your shoulder, the hand on your head gliding down to your neck, thumb hooking in your collarbone well his fingers pressed into your shoulder blade. "Stand up" With those words, it was almost like you're a dog following its owner's command standing up slowly with him like you weren't in control.

"I won't kill him or you... if you can last, hm, let's say, three hours with me" You feel the implication in his voice, but that can't be right, can it? Is this some sort of cultural difference? "What... What do you mean by that?" You stutter and your boyfriend's attacker scoffs in response, moving his hand up to wrap around your throat, not bearing any weight on your thin neck but just resting there as a threat.

"I mean let me use you for three hours, at least, and I'll spare him," he says letting go of your neck to instead puts his lips to it, pressing a feather-light kiss on the sensitive flesh "I-" you take a step back, only to be held in place by his hands gripping your shoulders. "Do you want him to live?" He asks and your eyes flicker to Caesar, lying in a pool of lukewarm blood, even though the flow of blood gushing from his wounds had slowed down he was already so pale and breathless from the loss.

His green eyes are staring at you, begging you not to agree, but how can you bear to see him this way and to know there was something you could have done to stop this? You had to accept this offer "Do you mean it? This isn't some trick or lie?" You ask, voice trembling and Esidisi hums "Yes, I mean it, I would never break a promise" he whispers pressing another few kisses on your neck. "O-okay, I'll-" You stop to look at Caesar again before quickly looking away "I'll do it" To your boyfriend it sounds like someone else is talking as you agree. You feel Esidisi grin against your neck and his hand runs up and down your arm as he pulls away from your neck "Don't you worry, little one, you'll have your fill as well."

Caesar wants to scream at you for being so stupid, there was no way in hell Esidisi would let either of you live in the end, but he can't do that right now, it hurts too much to move anything and even without the pain, he didn't have enough strength to open his jaw or even move his tongue after all that fighting. All he can do is stare as Esidisi toys with the hem of your shirt "arms up" and you obey, lifting your arms high above your head so he could pull your blouse over your head, tossing the material to the ground.

The same green eyes watch as Esidisi unclips your bra, sliding the straps down your arms, tossing it in the growing pile of clothes, his hand reaches down and unbuttons your skirt letting it pool at your feet. He kneeled in front of you, lifting your leg to take off your shoes, and lays a tender kiss on your ankle then doing the same with the other, finally, he grasped the fabric of your panties, peeling them off of you and now, being naked in front of another man is horrible, a pit opens in your stomach and you want to vomit in embarrassment and fear.

Esidisi stands before you, looking over your body, inspecting it, making you feel like a piece of meat in the market, you felt the need to cover yourself but considering what's to come, it wouldn't help any. "You're very beautiful" He ran his hands up and down your sides as he spoke and you mumbled a thank you, a little reminder of your polite upbringing "Tell me, dear, has he seen you bare like this?" Esidisi inquires.

"Yes, we have seen each other naked" you respond, fidgeting in your spot as he wraps his arms around you and pulls you flush against him, making his erection obvious. "And have you had sex?" his hand trailed down your back to grope your ass, you let out a small squeak of surprise in turn making him snicker. Caesar could see this all from below, he clenches his broken jaw despite the pain, he feels the bones slide past each other and he felt that if they weren't surrounded by his bruised flesh they would have creaked like a rusty hinge at the sudden and painful movement.

"No, we have... Haven't" You feel a lump in your throat, balling up, making it harder and harder to speak, and the heat on your face is harsh and painful, you could swear it wasn't just your shame making your body boil but also the heat of the pillar man's body. He just felt so hot, when his exposed skin touches yours it makes your skin tingle, like when you touch a piece of metal that's been out in the sun all day.

"Oh really? I can't believe he could see your gorgeous body and not jump on you like a dog" One of his hands spread you open, Esidisi peeked behind you to watch his finger circle your asshole, you paused, he isn't going to fuck you there, was he?

"Wai- please not there! I haven't even had it in the normal place" you whimper, putting your hands on his chest as you twist your neck to try and look at what he was doing. He just chuckles "Hmm, you're a virgin? How much more can you entice me, little human?" you let out a small and muffled whine when he tries to stick the tip of his finger inside, it's painful but somehow pleasurable as he prods the untouched entrance.

Caesar suddenly remembered when he first saw you naked, you suggest that to get comfortable with each other's bodies you should see each other before you had given yourself to him and he was more than happy to do anything that made you feel more open towards him.

...

"Cara, I can't get used to your body if you cover yourself," Caesar said giving a half-suppressed laugh, standing only a few inches away from you.

"I know... I just- all of a sudden I feel so insecure" You shyly look to your feet, feeling your face heat up "And don't speak Italian, Caesar, you know what does to me" You giggled, he was fully undressed too, standing nude before you, you couldn't look him in the eye.

"Oh mi sono dimenticato" you pouted, halfheartedly pushing on his naked chest "Okay, okay, I'll speak English" he laughs but quickly his features soften "But you know I could never hate your body, cara" you ignored the Italian pet name, slowly lowering your arm away from your body, revealing your fully nude form.

He let out a heavenly sigh "You are so magnificent, cara" you blushed, letting out a gasp "you-you are too, Caesar, like a God" he chuckles, putting his hand to his face in a dramatic way "Oh you flatter me, you are a Goddess" you stepped back flustered, covering your face in embarrassment.

"Ah you're just too adorable!" he fawned, he has seen many women naked, but none compared to you, he felt something very pure and sweet when it came to you, you're not a fling and Caesar knows he loves you.

"Caesar, stop with the flattery" you whined, he gasps "only the truth escapes these lips" he reassures, albeit with a fake offended tone, you shook your head "You're too good to me" Your body relaxed and you twiddled your thumbs.

"I love you, you know?" you said quietly, now it was Caesar's turn to blush "Dio mio, cara" His cheeks reddened, this was the first time you had said that to him "Of course I know, but I hope you know I love you too" you grinned at him and launched forward to latch onto him, arms around his waist.

"Oh Caesar, I love you so much"

"Ti amo più di quanto tu sappia"

...

"I suppose I can take you here later, yes?" it's a rhetorical question but you feel the need to nod in acknowledgment, you instinctively want to fight him but repress the urge, you did consent to this, right? This is for Caesar, the one you love so much.

"Be a dear and lay in front of him" Esidisi gestures towards the barely moving Caesar, you give the blond man an apologetic look, not wanting to follow the instructions Esidisi gives, but you do as he says. Walking over to him and sitting on your knees looking back to Esidisi unsure if he wants you on your back or stomach.

"On your back and spread your legs for me" he answers the question you never spoke. As your back touches the ground the tiny pebbles press into your skin, pricking you with their sharp little edges. You reluctantly spread your legs, the feeling of your spread labia exposing your insides is humiliating and Esidisi marvels at your display, enjoying the discomfort illuminating your form.

As he admires your form he takes off the few things he has on, not even once breaking his gaze. When finally nude his erection stands proudly, tip slick and glistening with precum already. It was scary to you, you couldn't begin to imagine how it would feel, it would stretch you so much, and he would absolutely tear you apart.

Your horrified expression is enough to make him cackle cruelly, when he regains control over his giddiness, he cups his cheek "You are just an adorable little human, you're so terrified by my cock, it is a superior beings cock so I can't blame you" he lets out a small amused laugh as he settles between your thighs, tapping the head of his cock against your clit getting your attention.

"Don't worry though, I'll make sure you're dripping for me, blood is fun and all but you are just so willing, I won't be cruel" he says as he leans over you, his face dangerously close to yours, the sight of his eyes burning with a savage and inhuman lust made vomit sputter up from your stomach into your throat. He closes his eyes and presses an oh-so-soft kiss on your forehead "You're just so pitiful" His fingers probe experimentally at your folds, circling your entrance, giving you a slight burn of irritation on the sensitive skin.

But even so, your walls clench around nothing and the sensation made you crave fullness, the rough pad of his thumb grinds against your clit and unconsciously you press your hips up into his hand, causing the pillar man to scoff "Desperate?" He mocks you.

Caesar can tell how you feel and his heart grows heavy hearing the moans you try to suppress for him, even though this hurt him more than his physical wounds, he's almost glad you would be wet, it would make it much less painful if Esidisi follows his word.

His thumb moves in a circular motion on your clit, and he feels you twitch under his working hands "Have you had her like this, Caesar?" Your chest clenches and your movements halt at his words. Abruptly he forces two fingers halfway inside you, tearing a shriek from your throat "Have you ever felt her cunt twitch and drip around your fingers?" your walls throb, and try desperately to force his finger deeper.

The sight was gut-wrenching, but at the same time, Caesar's cock twitches in his bloodstained pants, it feels like the small amount of blood left in his body has rushed down.

You whimper under him, wordlessly begging for more and he complies, pushing his fingers to the knuckle and curling them inside of you. "Oh god! No, ah" you couldn't stop yourself from babbling "Mmmh, you must calm yourself, I think I'll break your mind if I stick my cock in you" you moan loudly at his filthy words and thrusting hastily against his hand, this pleasure was amazing, like nothing you had ever experienced, and at this point, you had been so lost in the feeling you had forgotten Caesar could see this act of betrayal your body had brought upon you.

"Aah oh ple-ease" you're wondering what you begging for exactly. Esidisi begins to thrust his fingers in and out of your tight cunt, reveling in the growing slickness dripping from your now-wanting entrance. Your abdomen tightens, a feeling you want to burst. "Hm, I can't wait much longer, you'll cum too quickly on my fingers if I keep this up" he tuts, pulling his fingers out of you, rubbing his thumb and index finger together, pulling them apart to leave a string of shimmering arousal.

"Tsk tsk tsk" he looked down to Caesar, showing off the glistening wetness in front of his face, the blond unclenches his jaw after all this time, letting his mangled lips part at the sight, his erection growing prominent to his rival. "It's a shame you have yet to feel this, hm? Maybe next time, yes?" And his breath picked up, pupils dilating, how-why did he feel this way? Why was he aroused by this? Part of him wishes he was in his enemy's place, but the other more depraved part enjoyed the commitment you had to him, you're doing this for him, after all.

Esidisi rubs his cock up and down your cunt, smearing his precum with your wetness "so wet, he didn't do this to you, correct?" you don't respond, hoping he won't make you answer, but when his hand clutches your jaw and forces your head back to look at the beaten and bruised man you love, it tells you he wants an answer.

Your eyes water, staring into Caesar's, in your mind, you're begging him not to hate you for what you were about to say. Clenching your eyes shut tightly "no" you shook your head, though it hardly moved with the tight grip he had on you, why is he making you admit this With? You already told him, didn't you? With your eyes shut you can't see the dismal look in your beloved eyes, perhaps that's for the best.

Satisfied with your response, he roughly thrusts inside your cunt, burying himself to the hilt in one swift move, his pelvis grinding on your clit. You let out a shrill scream at the sudden intrusion and above you, Esidisi groans at the tightness of your velvet walls squeezing him "you feel so good, little human" you mewl at the compliment.

Even with the suddenness, your body is overcome with pleasure, Esidisi nuzzles against your cheek "tell me how good it feels" he commands "aah oh God, so-so good" you hesitantly praise him as told.

Upon hearing those words Caesar feels a warm liquid drip down his face, it isn't blood, all of which is cold by now, no, these are tears trickling from his eyes.

Esidisi wasted no time slamming his hips into yours, relishing in your moans of euphoria as he stretches you to your limit, looking between your legs he sees a bit of blood coating his cock "It seems I didn't prepare you well enough, do forgive me" he says though he's clearly not looking for forgiveness.

Even with his blurry vision, Caesar can make out the villain's rough hands groping your breasts, pinching and rolling your pebbled nipples between his large fingers, his lips and tongue dragging across your neck, but what hurts him the most is your reaction to all of this. How can someone he thought loved him do this? How could you enjoy him?

Your mind is too clouded by this foreign feeling to notice the strained and wretched sobs let out by your dearest. The feeling of your back scraping against the tiny stones, piercing your skin, and causing you to bleed was nothing but an afterthought, you just wanted to finally untie the ever-growing knot in your abdomen.

Esidisi stops his thrusting and pulls out of your aching cunt, leaving you painfully empty and confused "on your stomach, ass up" he commands, you're certainly surprised but follow your given orders and turn on your stomach you meet with a forgotten sight, the maimed face of your beloved Caesar and you tried to get up but you're forced back to the ground by the hand of Esidisi, his other hand is tightly holding you hip with bone-crushing force, you're fairly sure he's caused a hairline fracture or something as pain shoots up from your hip.

"No, darling, look at him, look at the relationship you've ruined" the sentence came out as a coo, like a mother to her child, but beneath it is a deep malice, he brutally thrusts back into your soaked and awaiting pussy. You couldn't care less about the pleasure and pain you're feeling, all of your focus is on the blond man you had come to love "I'm so sorry, please, please do-n't hate me, plea-se" your pitiful begging and sobbing for forgiveness is music to Esidisi's ears, but he wanted more.

"Tell him how much you love it and how he will never compare" you look back to Esidisi, staring with wide eyes, horrified "wha-? I can't!" he shakes his head slowly "you want him to live, yes?" he tangles his hands in your hair and lifts you by the strands, no doubt ripping out a good chunk of it. He put his mouth to your ear, letting his breath linger for a bit, letting you feel the warmth and then the cold as he breathes in and out.

"If he truly loves you, he'll forgive you" his voice was just a whisper "look, he's already so hard from this, perhaps he likes it when I take you," he says, licking his lips, your eyes trail down Caesar body to his groin, he does indeed have an erection and despite all the blood on his pants the one clean spot near his tip was soaked wet with precum.

He lets go of your hair, you have little time to react and your nose connects with the ground, blood gushes out and covers your mouth and chin, slipping down your neck, Esidisi rudely brings his fingers to pinch your bleeding nose shut, making the blood pool in your sinuses before it flows into your mouth. "Come one, tell him how much you love my cock" he says, letting your nose go,, you cough up the blood in your mouth once he lets go. You want to tell Caesar you're sorry for this but fear the consequences if you do.

"I-I love it, oh I love it so much nngaha pleas-ah give me more, more pl-eeeaasse! He's so good so much better than you'll ever be" you relent finally, Esdisi grins, thrusting harder into your cunt "do you hear that, hamon user? She loves this, more than she'll ever love you" there's a sick grin twisted onto the pillar man's face as he says it and you close your eyes, trying to ignore Caesar.

"Ahng she's soaking for me, such a tight, wet cunt" he hunches over you, pressing his chest to your back, "say it again, but better, little one" you let out a wail as he hits your cervix but even with your tight chest and aching cunt you could feel a slickness run down your thighs, you open your eyes to look to Esidisi "please, not again" you beg, but he just snickers "do it or I'll make you watch me kill him" and your expression is so beautiful to him, a look of true terror.

"He-he's sooo much better than you'll ever be, Caesar. Nothing could ever compare" you figure Esidisi is satiated as he kisses your neck. Caesar feels himself twitch at hearing his name roll off your tongue, his cock straining against the expensive fabric of his pants. Despite how much you hate saying these things your abdomen gets tighter and tighter, finally feeling ready to snap.

Esidisi lifts your upper half, letting Caesar see your breast bounce with each thrust and your arousal drip onto the ground below as he fucks you. He knows you're close and so is he, cock twitching and throbbing inside of you, so very close.

He reaches down to rub your clit, pushing you violently over the edge and making you cum, the feeling of your cunt squeezing him was too pleasurable, and then came thick, sticky ropes of cum, painting your insides white. It burned, his semen was hot, unbearably so, and if you weren't orgasming you'd be rolling on the ground in pain.

"It's so hot! Too hot! It hurts!" you shriek, struggling against his tight grip on your body, Caesar could see Esidisi's cum spilling onto the ground beneath you and steam as he continued thrusting into your spasming cunt even after his orgasm has ended.

When he finally stops, he flipped you over, pulling out of your sensitive and burning cunt, admiring the flow of cum coming out of your still twitching pussy before sticking two fingers inside, pushing out even more cum, and forcing a pained moan out of you. "Please. eh... No more, I-I can't take it" your voice is so hoarse, but all he did was laugh "It's only been 33 minutes" he laughs. Oh great, he's keeping exact track "we still have so much time... Of course, you could just give up now and..." he cups your face, leaning in "let your very precious little Caesar die by my hand."

You cringe and sob, nuzzling into his hand, letting him dig his fingers deeper inside of you, pressing the pads of his fingers against the burns he had just left "you're such a good girl for him" his praise doesn't feel honest, but you can't tell if he's intentionally mocking you, however. "So committed" he looked to Caesar "you should be grateful, most men go their whole lives without ever encountering a woman with such commitment to them." Caesar groans, he's starting to wish you weren't as committed because this hurt him far more than dying ever would.

"But, she is still a very dirty, very filthy girl, she did just cum around my cock, didn't she?" he moves his thumb to circle your overstimulated clit, making you tighten around his digits and moan. Your teeth grind together, trying to ignore the feeling of his fingers burrowing their way inside of the wet used heat between your legs. The hand on your cheek tangles itself in your hair, fingernails scrapping against your scalp, petting you like your are an animal, someone's pet.

"I wonder who else she gives herself away to, perhaps your friend? What was it, Joseph, I believe?" Caesar balls his fist up, taking with it a handful of those sharp pebbles, you shake your head at Esidisi's accusations and he tuts "oh, you haven't? I'm not sure I believe you, seeing as you were so quick to take up my offer, I can scarcely think of a reason such a pure girl would give in so easily without a fight" his grin stretches from ear to ear as he continues to humiliate you.

"Can't you just finish?" You ask desperately, voice cracking, hands coming up to cover your face as tears begin to fall. Esidisi laughs loudly in your face, shaking his head playfully "lasting 3 hours with me doesn't just mean me fucking you in all your tight little holes, dear" he says and your eyes widen, all of them? "Please..." You start to beg "just get this over with" you truly mean your words as a plea to get the pillar man to hurry his assault but he doesn't take them that way, no, he twists them up and makes them seem worse than they are.

"Oh, so very eager, don't worry, I'll fill you up again soon enough," he says as he pulls his fingers out of your burning cunt, you shake your head "no, that's not wha-" you don't get to finish as slides a wet finger somewhere just below, he teases your asshole, you want to protest louder but he forces the tip of his finger into your hole, it's a bit painful, but not that bad in all honesty, and the stretch it's giving you feels so good.

He starts to push it deeper before he pokes another one of his thick fingers inside, your lip is caught between your teeth as you spread your fingers to peak down between your thighs, you can't see what he's doing but you can see Esidisi's arm move up and down as he slowly works your virgin hole open.

"Well, it appears that you're enjoying it" he croons in your ear before ever so gently taking the lobe between his teeth. "I should prepare you further but you're taking me so well already, I'm sure it'll be easy for you, little one" his fingers leave you as he finishes his sentence, quickly replaced by the prodding head of his once again hard, flushed cock.

He lifts one of your legs and grabs it for leverage as he pushes in, it hurts now, his cock is so much thicker and longer than his fingers, and it stretches the hole beyond what you can take. Your back arches in pain and your eyes squeeze shut, you squirm away from him only to be roughly forced still by his hands, you bite your lip even harder at the pain, snot mixing with the copious amount of blood that fell from your nose.

"Ahh, you are so tight" he moans as he finally bottoms out into you "you were made for this, weren't you?" You don't even register the question as a question, just another cruel joke by your humorous abuser but Esidisi doesn't mean it as a joke. His hands wrap around your wrists and force them off your face, your features scrunch up with tears, blood, and snot coating all of it "come on now, no need to be shy, this is your purpose now, being a good little cunt to warm your master's cock, isn't that right?"

You know he wants it answered this time, you open your mouth but before you can force the words out a sob leaves it instead. "I am reminded of how you humans are" Esidisi persists, sighing dramatically like he's in a play reading a script "tell me what I want to hear, pet" your teeth instinctively grind together at the degrading name, your throat is heavy with regret as you try to get the words he wants to hear out "I was... I was-" you can't finish it, shaking your head you sob "please don't make me!" You can't lower yourself anymore.

Esidisi thrusts particularly hard this time, wrapping his hand around your throat, again he applies no pressure whatsoever, letting it rest on your fragile neck, it's just a warning that if he wants to he can and will end you at any moment and you know that. "I'm made for this!" It's practically a scream and Esidisi's hands tighten around your neck and hip as he picks up the pace "again, pet, add a bit more enthusiasm, I want to believe you, and look at me when you say it, don't hide from your master" his thumb strokes over your jugular as he loosens his grip again.

You pause for a moment, trying to think of something that will please him, he's patient seeing the gears in your head turn before you open your eyes "I'm made for you, master, just you, only you" you feel the bile burn your heart as the words escape your mouth, but they do seem to please the white-haired pillar man as you watch small but triumphant smile cross his once stern lips.

Caesar can't believe those words came from you and chooses to tell himself that they didn't, no they came from someone else, someone who looks and sounds just as heavenly as you, some evil demon that took your perfect body for its own. Esidisi's piercing gaze glints back at Caesar's watering eyes as he maneuvers you to fuck you much more intimately, wrapping your arms around his neck and legs around his waist, his cock reaches deeper inside of you, it's painful and the tip feels like it's going to puncture a hole right through your intestines.

Your fingernails harshly claw at his back but never once break the skin, simply sliding along like it's sculpted marble. You bury your face in his neck, inhaling his scent, he smells of sweat and blood, but also something you can't place, citrus, you think but aren't sure, you can't place the fruit, no matter how hard you try, it's not oranges or grapefruit, nor lemons or limes, it's perplexing and all you can focus on, the body becoming numb to the intrusion, frustration bubbles in your chest and even more tears fall down your face, why can't you figure it out?

You're thoughts are replaced by an agonizing burning sensation filling your insides, it reaches much deeper than it did in your cunt, and you swear you feel it spurt into your stomach. Esidisi holds you close, plugging you up with his hot cum, not wanting any to leave you yet. His fingertips hug so tightly to the plush of your hips they leave angry red marks, no doubt going to leave a very ugly reminder of this encounter for weeks to come.

Your body stills, the cum sloshes inside you, there's no way it wasn't physically burning through you, the pain is overwhelming and without warning you vomit, it covers Esidisi's back. He doesn't seem disgusted however, he seems... Please, perhaps? He lets you go, sitting up, soft cock still making its home in your ass, he presses down on your abdomen and you vomit once again as your insides burn, this time all over your chest and stomach, some of it hitting his hand.

You hear him let out a light laugh before he carefully spreads your cheeks and slowly pulls out of your burning hole, licking his lips as his cum leaks out, mixing with blood and burnt flesh. To any other, this would be disgusting, but Esidisi takes a lot of pride in what his semen can do to a feeble human, truly he had no idea before this moment, the pillar people are hard and nearly resistant to all harm, burning included, but humans are so delicate and easily harmed.

He lets go of your ass, he spreads his thighs a bit wider so he can easily yank you down between them, the gravel beneath you cutting open you're already torn-up back. Esidisi taps his soft cock against your lower lip "clean me off, you've made such a bloody mess" his sentence says he's telling you he gives you no choice but to take his cock into your mouth as he takes a fistful of your hair and pushes it against your lips, vomit still dripping down your chin you open your mouth and allow him to force your head onto his cock, it hits the back of your throat but that's not enough for Esidisi, he pushes himself deeper, straight down.

He lets out a loud and guttural moan "that's it, you're so tight here, I should have tried your throat first" it sounds like a threat, his voice is dark with lust and something violent, and you feel his cock stiffen down your throat. You thought it would taste disgusting, and your sure it would if you could taste anything but your airways cut off, you should struggle, you should want to struggle, but you don't. Your head is light and airy, there's a phantom feeling of him thrust inside of your throat, the intense stretch it gives you is so odd, you know it's there but can't begin to comprehend it as air can no longer enter or leave your lungs, broken nose not helping in the slightest.

Esidisi seems to be aware as he pulls out to just leave the swollen tip against your blood and vomit-stained lips, his eyes look down at you with fierce pride as he takes in how much he's ruined you. Your eyes are glassy, no more tears fall or sorrowful looks to be seen, sweat drips down your forehead, soaking your hairline, dried blood and snot cover your cupid bow, dark and flaky. You should be gulping down air but your breaths are shallow, barely taking in any at all. Your throat feels like it's been torn apart and even though he no longer resides there it still feels stuffed to its limit.

He reaches to his side and grabs a... Hand? Your eyes widen in horror, the mangled hand belongs to Caesar, your Caesar. He wraps it around his saliva-covered cock and starts to pump it around his throbbing length, you turn your head to look at Caesar but your fingertips face you back to stare at Esidisi "don't look away, pet, your master's giving you a treat" his grin makes you nauseous again and you retch but nothing comes out. He jerks Caesar's hand faster and harder until cum spurts out from the tip and lands on your face, he rides the blond's hand through his orgasm until he's satisfied and chucks it back to its owner.

The white substance burns your face, sliding down your eyelashes and cheeks, and the area it touches becomes red and irritated before the cells are destroyed and exposed to the flesh underneath. You should sob or cry out in pain, so why can't you?! It makes you angry, your stomach twisting in a tight knot and teeth grating against one another as it boils inside you.

"Now, you're truly my greatest masterpiece." Esidisi comes off as casual and even playful as he says his degrading and insulting piece. "You've done what I needed and I'm a man of my word, pet, you and your lover may go." Had it been three hours already? Time seems irrelevant right now. Before when gets up he leans close to your ear.

"I wonder how in love he'll be when you return, he'll never forgive you, you know? He'll seethe with jealousy and rage, I've ruined you for anyone else, especially your lover boy."

#dead dove do not eat #reader insert #x reader #fanfiction #smut #fanfic #plot what plot #pwp fics #Jjba part 2 #Jjba #Jjbax reader #Esidisi x reader #caesar anthonio zeppeli x reader #jojos bizarre adventure #battle tendency

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soaringmirror · 2 years

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I (afab) want Caesar to eat me out with his tongue thrusting inside my pussy.

NSFW MDNI

Anon!! My mind went places!! Ily.

Caesar would take all the time in the world to eat you out, tracing light circles on your inner thighs. Spreading your legs further then making himself comfortable between them. "Spread your legs for me amore, yeah that's it I've got you." This man will never fail to make your back arch, expect his strong arm holding your hips down. You're in for a long night. He will spend hours just worshipping your pussy, telling you how perfect you are. The moment he dips his tongue in your pussy he moans at how good you taste. His initial movements are slow, lips so soft pressing against your clit. Of course he wouldn't be shy to get messy with it and make out with your pussy. Caesar will push his tongue in further, lapping at your slick his eyes rolling back in pleasure. The way you tug onto his hair, your squirming body and loud moans encourages him to eat you out until your climax. He'll make sure you scream his name to the heavens saying "fuck caesar 's too much! 'M gonna cum!"

#caesar zeppeli smut #jjba x reader #jjba smut #caesar zeppeli hcs #caesar x reader #{🥀} medea's scenarios

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beneathashadytree · 1 year

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CAESAR ZEPPELI MASTERLIST

fluff: normal, angst: italics, smut: bold

Ruby (oneshot)

Cliché (oneshot)

Crybaby Cry (oneshot)

First Time (oneshot)

#caesar zeppeli #caesar zeppeli x reader #caesar zeppeli smut #caesar zeppeli fluff #jjba #jojo’s bizarre adventure #masterlist

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intothesunset · 2 years

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rule 34 is smth else entirely

#caejose #smut #i giggled #joseph joestar #caesar zeppeli

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honeybleed · 4 months

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thorns ⋆ caesar zeppeli

part one

content & warnings: fem!reader, canon compliant, joseph is a childhood friend, speedwagon is reader’s adoptive father, fluff, smut (virginity loss) mdni & happy ending

author’s note: reupload LAWL also dis fanart fye af ALSOOO part one of this was my very first fic on this blog? (meaning the smut was terrible) time flies fr bc i legit remember in january every time i came on here it was like an echo chamber of me talking to myself, my page was hideous asf, fic layouts raggedy now i’ve made so much good mutuals n memories ☹️ eee but weirdly enough i actually prefer the older fics compared to my latest ones.

word count: 6.7k

You were bored beyond your mind.

And you've been bored since those two had taken off for their Hamon training. You'd lost track of time.

Speedwagon drops by here and there, but he's always busy regardless.

You can't do anything about it. It's been an endless cycle of sunbathing at the hotel's pool, getting hit on by random guests, and mustering poor Italian to say you don't speak the language with a thank you but no thank you.

Today, you decided to do things differently and sit in the living room of the suite and quietly settle down with a book.

But you started to feel fidgety and restless. Usually, you had a good attention span when it came to reading. It was your favorite thing to do. However, you catch yourself reminiscing a lot about the day you had spent with Caesar.

Hell, you'd even put up with Caesar and Joseph's incessant bickering since the silence was driving you up the wall.

Caesar.

You found yourself daydreaming about him more often than you should.

It was bad enough that the man was so devastatingly gorgeous he'd make a nun rethink her vows but to have felt his hands on your body, those forest green eyes that gazed at you with adoration and warmth.

"Y/N!" You hear a familiar resolute voice boom, dragging you out of your slightly crude thoughts.

While Speedwagon had been a lot more stressed resulting in his jolly manner withering slightly, you could see he was returning to his old self once again. "My sunshine!"

"Ew, I have not heard that nickname in nearly a decade, let's keep it that way." You snarked as he bustled towards you.

"What happened to my little girl, huh?" He countered.

"Life. Anyways, you seem to be in an awfully good mood. Care to enlighten me?"

"I noticed how reclusive you've become since Jojo's departure-"

"What-"

"I noticed how reclusive you've become since Jojo's departure-"

"What-"

"So I took the liberty of getting you an invite to Caesar and Jojo's mentor's home. Usually, they are a pretty private person but you know me!"

"Yep, the man, the legend himself, Robert E.O Speedwagon." You grinned as you reached up to clasp his shoulder.

"Dad to you." He chastised.

Soon enough, a tall, elegant woman with dark brown hair that cascaded past her shoulders, eyes blue as the ocean, and fair skin that looked like porcelain greeted you and Speedwagon.

They exchanged pleasantries. It seemed like they knew each other well.

She turned to focus on you with her piercing gaze as if she were analysing you.

"Ah, you must be Speedwagon's daughter. He doesn't know how to shut up about you." She snickered as she put a hand on her hip. You looked at Speedwagon who shook his head.

"Nice to meet you." You said, with a polite smile.

"I can't possibly begin to imagine how a timid thing like you was dealing with Joseph for that long." She said, with a brow raised.

"On the contrary." Speedwagon interjected. "She developed a venomous tongue being stuck with him for so long."

"What?! No, I haven't-"

"Lies."

As you followed after the woman, whose stride maintained grace and elegance, she described the grand manor but you knew she was withholding pretty big information. however, you knew better than to pry.

"Suzi Q!" She called out, and a young lady bounded towards her, smiling from ear to ear.

"Yes, Madam Lisa Lisa?"

"This is Y/N, she'll be our guest for the day so cater to her. I have business elsewhere to take care of but I'll be back tomorrow morning. Is that alright?" She told the lady who nodded enthusiastically.

"Go ahead Madam, I'll take good care of the house. Just leave it to me!" Suzi affirmed.

"I'll show you around, then we can have lunch!" She smiled at you.

"So...you're friends of Jojo and Caesar?" She asked as you walked with her side by side.

"Well, I met Caesar fairly recently.." You muttered, butterflies bursting in your stomach as you remembered the day you spent with him as well as your daydreams. "And Jojo has been by my side for some years now. How are you finding them?"

"Oh." Suzi gasped. "I guess I don't talk to them much since I'm occupied with errands..."

"But Caesar is a sweetheart! Jojo seems moody around him but he's sorta eye candy." She giggled, cheeks dusted with pink.

You snorted to yourself.

You saw many girls crush on Joseph throughout the years. In the beginning, he was pretty oblivious, and still in the childhood mindset of "yucky".

Then you became adolescents and he didn't retain any of the famous gentlemanly charm of his grandfather's that Speedwagon and Erina gushed about.

He then morphed into the textbook stereotype pervert who made jokes about being a Peeping Tom and panty raids. But you were both in your early twenties now, so you hoped he'd grown out of that.

As cynical as you were.

"Well, a sweet girl like you is too good for him." You stated as you sat at the tea table adorned with doilies on the balcony, which overlooked the glimmering, turquoise sea.

"Hey! I don't like him or anything!" She quipped, defensive.

"My bad." You responded with hands in the air. "Your body language seems to be telling a different story though." You teased as soon as she was out of earshot.

She brought a tray with a large jug of lemonade and ice with some small bite-sized snacks and conversed with you.

Small talk usually seemed tedious but with Suzi Q's eccentric and ditzy demeanor, it was lively, to say the least.

You returned the vigor and asked her about working for Lisa Lisa, which she didn't have much to say other than she was grateful.

"OI! TEACH, WHERE ARE YOU?!" A voice called out. In swaggered none other than Joseph, who froze and did a double take when he saw you sat opposite Suzi.

"Jojo..!" Suzi tittered. "How many times do I have to tell you to refer to Madam Lisa Lisa formally?!"

"Gah! What is she doing here?!" Jojo exclaimed as he gestured towards you.

"Hello to you too, Jojo." You responded, wryly. It was almost as if he liked to act dense on purpose.

"She's a guest! And you better show some manners." Suzi said, firmly.

"Or what?" Joseph questioned, a smirk on his face.

"Ignore him."

"Where's Caesar?" You asked. You purposely asked now to get under Joseph's skin but you were curious nonetheless.

"Oh...I haven't seen him today." She said. "I wish I could help."

"Don't worry. You've been a gracious host." You reassured her as you reached out to pat her shoulder.

"Typical. She visits and doesn't even check on me." Joseph said, scathingly.

"You just got here, you numbskull." You said, haughtily as you elbowed his side. As you and Suzi sat opposite each other on the round, small table, Joseph had been looming over the two of you.

"I just think you just like to compete with Caesar over everything." You snapped.

Suzi burst into hysterics.

"Oh my god, how did I not notice that before?" She cackled. "Even at dinner, he tries to finish first!"

"Suzi!" Joseph called out. "Why are you telling her that...?!"

"Just an observation." Suzi responded nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders.

It was a ridiculous sight, a six-foot-five man sulking like a toddler. Which made it all the more funnier.

"How's training for...whatever." You asked, turning to face Joseph in your chair.

"None of your business!" He retorted.

"Forget I even asked."

"It's super secret Hamon business. Non-Hamon users aren't allowed to know." He continued.

"I got it the first time." You said, drily.

"Yep, powerless humans have no jurisdiction in this-"

"WE GET IT!" You and Suzi both exclaimed in unison, then stared at each other wide-eyed. The surreality of it made the two of you double over in laughter.

"So you two bond over bullying me?!" He cried out.

You stood up from the seat to reach out a hand to pinch his cheek which was an arduous task in itself with how chiseled his face was, but you still managed to tug on some skin causing him to yelp out in pain.

"What's the matter? I thought powerless humans-"

"Okay, okay, I apologise! Let go." He whined and you obliged.

"Your boyfriend is on the rooftop. I beat him." He said triumphantly with a smug look on his face.

"Oh, I'm sure you did." You drawled. "Does Jojo want a cookie?" causing Suzi to snort.

"Your venom-laced tongue will not take away from my achievement, harpy!"

You hooked your fingers to replicate a claw and did a slashing motion as you hissed. Then turned on your heel to head to the rooftop.

"Be gone!" He called out.

You made your way up onto the rooftop as the sunset. The sky was painted with magnificent shades of oranges and yellows.

It was a familiar setting when you had approached him on the balcony at the hotel which seemed like forever ago.

He sat with one leg stretched out, the other knee bent.

"Hello, stranger." You grinned. His eyes widened at the sight of you.

He choked out your name.

"What are you doing here? I thought-"

For a split second, it seemed as if he was scrambling to discreetly dispose of the cigarette, much to no avail.

"You smoke?" You spoke up.

He gave you a sheepish look.

"Bad habit of mine.." He muttered as he rubbed the back of his neck. "It comes and goes. More so when I'm stressed."

"Can't be good for you." You remarked. "But you didn't need to try and hide it from me, I don't judge."

He snorted.

"Yeah, I guess that was pretty foolish of me. I shouldn't tell you but I asked Jojo about you here and there since you two are childhood friends. He's not the best I know but I missed you a lot. He said you're pretty uppity and picky about things. And hate the smell of cigarettes."

"That Jojo.." You mumbled under your breath. "Well, what's wrong with having standards?" You said, a little irritated as you folded your arms.

"Nothing, nothing!" Caesar chuckled, his eyes curled up into crescents as he held out his palms.

"You can ask me anything you want to know about me. Don't ask that idiot." You said, airily.

"Next time. When this is all over I want to know all about you." He said, adamantly. He seemed so serious, your heart swelled a bit.

You cleared your throat.

"I missed you too." You said. "There's not much to do at the hotel, most people would be grateful to be at a five-star hotel in Rome but I'm bored. I miss my tour guide."

"Yeah, maybe after all this I'll go into tourism or something." He snickered.

"Oh, absolutely not. All those women would be drooling over you, not paying attention to a word you gotta say about the tourist attractions."

"Hmm?" Caesar raised a brow. "Do I hear a hint of jealousy?"

You spluttered in disbelief.

"No! And I'll have you know back at the hotel I have a lot of admirers too." You responded.

"So now I have to fight for your affection?" He questioned.

"No way." You said, rather earnestly.

"I'm all about you, Caesar." You thought to yourself but didn't dare to utter those words aloud.

"Why are you stressed out?" You changed the subject, eyes boring into his.

"Huh?"

"You said you smoke when you're stressed, so.."

"I've been thinking a lot. More than I usually do. I didn't know you were coming to visit but when I saw you I had some foreign feeling of anxiety. I never feel anxious around women."

You bit your tongue. You hoped he wasn't going to start talking about other women. Otherwise, that dimwit Joseph was going to be right. And you wouldn't hear the end of it.

"Caesar, don't say it." You snorted.

"What was I going to say?"

You did your best attempt at a husky male voice.

"But you're not like other women."

He stared at you stunned for a moment, jaw slack.

"...But why not?" He asked, with a stifled laugh.

"Well, it's just sloppy."

"But what if that's how I feel about you?"

"That I'm not like other women? I am like other women. I want to be loved. I want to be acknowledged. I want the man I have feelings for, to be honest and vulnerable with me."

His eyes darkened. He rose from where he sat and stood directly in front of you. Towering over you. So close, his fragrance like the ocean wafted to your nose. So close, you could see the texture of his skin.

"What has being honest ever gotten anybody, Y/N? People use it to their advantage and against you." He responded, in a scornful tone.

You winced a little.

There were the walls he built up. You remember that day again. Where he laughed it off. But you and Caesar were only twenty. He spent his early years suffering abandonment and neglect.

"So you think going around being so shielded is beneficial to you, Caesar? Yeah, it's daunting to open up to anybody. That fear of betrayal will be there but once you do, it's unlike anything in this world. If anything, it makes intimacy so much better."

He was at a loss for words. He turned away again, to face out towards the sunset.

"We are going to a private island, tomorrow tonight. Most of Lisa Lisa's students never make it back. I don't doubt my skills whatsoever but I'm...thinking of those who came before me."

It was your turn to remain silent as you listened.

"I need to avenge my family."

There was a lot that you wanted to say to Caesar. But his voice was full of a lot of things.

Resolve, determination, anguish but the largest component of them all was fury.

Speedwagon had given you very little information on what exactly Caesar and Joseph were doing. You knew it linked to his abduction and the work of the Speedwagon Foundation.

But he said the less you knew the better. The last thing anybody wanted was for you to be entangled, especially considering you had little to no combat skills.

"If that's what you feel like you must do...then go ahead."

"What, you're not going to advise me against it? Tell me it's pointless and it's suicide?"

"I can't...change your mind on something you feel so strongly about." You stated.

"Y/N!" You heard Suzi call out. "Your driver is here!"

"Okay, I'm coming!" you called back out to her.

"Well, that's me." you said to Caesar. "It's a shame we didn't get to spend too long together."

"Why can't you stay longer...?" He questioned.

"I said I'd go back. So.."

"But an hour with Caesar feels like seconds." bounced in your mind as you sat in the backseat of the car.

"Is something the matter, Miss?" The chauffeur asked, catching a glimpse of your worried expression in the rearview mirror.

"I need to do something, I'll be right back." You said, hurriedly as you pushed the car door open. You shut it and began to rush towards the building you had just left.

As you hurried with a million thoughts running through your head, you cursed yourself for wearing suede pumps.

Caesar squinted his eyes when he saw a familiar figure bounding towards him.

"...Y/N?" Caesar questioned. "What's wrong, oof!-"

He was immediately cut off as you threw yourself onto him. Arms draped around his shoulders, chests flush against each others. You crushed your lips against his own, not knowing the right words.

First, he was frozen.

When you pulled away, you blinked worried that this had been a bad decision.

You should've asked, damn it.

Then it was his turn to envelop your lips with his own and kiss you feverishly as he cradled the sides of your face.

Whilst your kiss had been impulsive, and albeit unskilled. His was beyond passionate.

Which sent jolts throughout your body and made you groan against his mouth. Undignified to say the least but at that very moment in time you could care less about your image.

It was all him. You couldn't get enough of him.

"I’ll stay over, I don't care if i'm crashing." You sighed.

"I can't bear to be apart from you any longer, Y/N." Caesar said, voice grave as he clasped your hands. "If that makes me greedy, then so be it."

After your little over top scene, you followed back to his room to talk properly once more.

"I want to build something great with you but it scares me thinking I could fall victim to my father and grandfather's tragic fate. I'm not scared of death but to leave you heartbroken would destroy me." Caesar declared, voice wavering.

The entirety of his statement, he didn't take his eyes off of you.

"Stop it." You choked out.

"Stop what?"

"If...you have these feelings for me like the way you say you do then let me make my choice. Don't push me away because you think it's for my own good." You insisted.

"But Y/N..." Caesar groaned.

"Enough Caesar! Damn it, you can't protect everybody. You can't always be there to stop-"

Your rant stopped when you felt him take the hand that was on your lap up to his lips to interlock his fingers with your own and press his lips against the back of your hand.

"You're really adorable when you're angry, you know?" He said, softly as he beamed at you.

Your brows knitted together in frustration. He clearly was used to smooth talking his way out of heated situations. And you hated how this was working as the tips of your ears began to burn.

"Be thankful I have a headache and don't want to argue with you anymore. You’re annoying." You retorted, pulling out of his grasp and standing up from the seat.

"What's the problem, my love? Have you eaten?" He asked, a little concernedly and it dawned on you the last time you'd consumed anything was noon when Suzi brought the tray.

"Drop the pet names-"

"Over my dead body-"

"Caesar." You said through gritted teeth.

"Okay, over my alive body with beautiful formed pecs and-" He paused as you narrowed your eyes at him.

"I ate when I came here." You stated.

"That was almost twelve hours ago, Jesus Christ!" He exclaimed. "Go downstairs, we need to get you dinner stat." He said, ushering you out of the room.

"Caesar!" You protested.

"No ifs and buts about it!"

"You can't just drop statement of the century and expect me to stomach dinner." You grumbled. "And that was nine hours ago, you big baby."

"Key word, almost." He snapped.

Soon enough, you watched Caesar having a civil conversation with Joseph and Suzi across the dining table.

Well, Joseph seemed to be ranting but that was nothing out of the ordinary.

You're four young adults in this giant manor, you're not unruly teenagers.

There isn't this expectation of you guys to wreck Lisa Lisa's estate. Well, unless Suzi wanted to lose her job and Caesar and Joseph wanted their mentor to kick their asses with her advanced level Hamon skills.

Caesar catches you gazing at him, as he swirls around the wine in his cup and in return gives you a wink. A gesture that would normally have you rolling your eyes but instead it makes your heart leap to your throat.

You pulled a face at him and went back to your thoughts as they continued their heated debate. Knowing Suzi for a day, you wish you knew how her brain worked.

Would it really be so wrong to let loose with Caesar? The only person who was making such a big fuss about his player ways was Joseph and you were sure he probably had caught a case of the green eyed monster regarding that.

What would be worst case scenario if you did let yourself be 'seduced' by the man? He was easy on the eyes, and that was putting it lightly.

Though you'd only known each other for a short period of time, there was no denying that he had strong feelings for you and cared about you.

You'd prided yourself on your image as a lady since being adopted. You sneered and turned your nose up at dozens of admirers. Deeming them not good enough for your standards.

There was a particular trait that you held close to your heart. Attentiveness.

You bid all three good night as you made your way to the guest bedroom Suzi showed you, but began to stall in the hallway when you could see Caesar.

It was slightly humiliating how you seemed to be drawn towards him like magnets no matter what. He caught your glance for what seemed like the umpteenth time that night and gestured for you to go towards him.

"Am I that dashing?" He asked with his familiar, cocky grin.

"You know the answer." You snorted.

"You need to rest." He said, tentatively as he reached out a finger to stroke the side of your face.

"Says the one who does rigorous training for days on end." You scoffed.

"My point still stands." He said, firmly. "Sleep."

"How the hell do you even do this thing?!" You muttered under your breath.

"What...are you talking about?" He said, desperately trying to keep in his laughter.

"How the hell do you initiate sex?!" You blurted out, the two last words of the sentence feeling gross in your mouth.

Caesar's eyes immediately widened as he stared at you, absolutely dumbstruck at what came out of your mouth.

"This...this was a bad idea. I’ll go now, forget this ever happened." You said hurriedly as you turned on your head to rush away.

Suddenly, you felt a heavy force yank you in the opposite direction of where you were heading.

"Caesar!" You hissed. "What are you-"

Your body was flush against his own which seemed to add fuel to the uncontrollable inferno that was your humiliation.

He cupped your face tenderly as he chuckled at you.

"I hope you don't go to other people's bedrooms asking how to 'initiate sex.'" He said, a little lowly.

"...No." You responded, lowering your gaze in an attempt to avoid eye contact. He tilted your chin upwards with his forefinger.

"So only for me?" He asked in his honeyed voice.

You were sure he was trying to kill you with this. He had to be.

"...I guess."

"What’s the hurry?" He grinned, then began to usher you into his bedroom this time.

"I just...wanted to do it with somebody I like."

"Hmm? Was Jojo a contender?"

"Caesar." You deadpanned. "Gross."

"Fine, fine. so i'm just an experiment to you?"

"No!" You protested. "That's not, I-"

"I’m just kidding, cara mia." He snickered.

"Pet name-"

"Learn to live with it." He interjected. "I guess there's no solid rulebook of how to initiate sex but I guess the term you meant was how to make a move." He said imitating your voice causing you to shove him.

"But what made you decide that?"

"I’ve abided by rules all this time and quite honestly this entire trip made me realize its just held me back." You stated.

"And quite honestly, I'm crazy about you Caesar Zeppeli." You thought to yourself.

You swallowed thickly as caesar leaned closer and closer to mould his lips against yours. The only sound in the room was him lewdly smacking your lips which made you hum slightly.

He smelt so pleasant. He always had this aroma of sea salt and and soapy bubbles. It wafted to your nose and entranced you.

He ran his nose against your neck causing you to shiver.

"Caesar...I-"

"What is it?" He asked, voice barely an octave as his lush lips gently made a trail upwards from your collarbone to your jawline.

"I'm just nervous...that I won't be good at this at all.." You stuttered.

He pulled away from his ministrations to make intense eye contact with you, and somehow his eyes piercing deep into yours seemed even more intimate than him suckling on your neck a few seconds ago.

"Y/N, there's no such thing about being good at intimacy." He said, voice slightly firm.

"...Huh?"

"If you’re worried that you won't be able to make me feel good, well that's just not possible. You letting me touch and feel you is all I need, you understand?"

"...Caesar." You breathed out, shakily.

You hated this.

You hated how much he could reduce you to a nervous, bumbling mess. You were a woman with thoughts and intellect. But a conversation with Caesar would always leave your mind blank.

"I'll take the lead, okay? Don't feel any pressure. And if you don't want this I’m more than willing to stop-"

"No!" You blurted out, instantly regretting it. His eyes widened. "No. I want this, I want you. I’d be a fool to let this chance go, I’ve been dreaming about this for so long."

"Well, I'm truly honoured. And I would do anything to make you happy." He said, gently as he curled his index finger and gently stroked it against your cheek.

He reached out to take your hand in his own, and brought it to his lips as he gazed at you intently.

"So..will you let be your first?"

"Yes. Please, Caesar."

And with that, you were hauled onto his lap with absolute ease from his end. He began to undress you, unzipping your dress. You pulled it over your head, tossing it to the ground.

Revealing your black, lacy bra, you felt your cheeks heat up as he took in the sight.

You were half naked, and you were soon going to be shed of all garments soon, which caused a pang of nervousness. You tensed slightly, which caesar immediately noticed.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes..I should probably help you out of your clothes too.." You tittered as your hands hesitantly reached the hem of his tight pastel blue t-shirt.

He let out a chuckle.

"See, you worried for nothing. You know what you're doing. Just, follow your instincts. Whatever you want to do, I’m sure I’ll enjoy."

You simply blinked at him.

You pondered, there was one thing you'd always wanted to do since laying eyes on him.

Your hands began to skim across his well defined abdominals, then paused at his pectorals, cupping them. They were so cushy, you wanted to giggle.

He let out a snort, finding you absolutely adorable. Your thumb circled his nipple, making him hiss a little.

"Sorry! Did that hurt?!" You gasped, horrified.

"Y/N, relax...you just caught me off guard." Caesar chortled as he clamped your wrist in an attempt to stop you scuttling off like a scared forest animal.

"Okay...okay."

You draped your free arm around his broad shoulders, and leaned in close to envelop his lips with yours. He reciprocated the gesture, moving against your own.

Your other hand made its way to the back of his head, softly gripping the roots of his blonde locks causing him to groan into your mouth. You massaged his scalp as you felt his large, calloused hand settle on the small of your back.

He licked your bottom lip as if he was requesting entrance and you willingly obliged. You swore you almost lost your balance and toppled over when his warm, wet tongue began to massage your own.

As much as you wanted to go slow, and Caesar by all costs did not want to rush you, the sensations you were experiencing were making you beyond flustered.

Your lower abdomen felt a spring begin to coil and your nether regions by its own accord was beginning to throb.

Pulling away for air, you ran your palms across his biceps and laid down on the pillow. He caged you between his arms, his large figure entrapping you.

He still managed to balance himself where you could feel some of his weight but not the point where you were suffocated.

His hand slowly slid up your arm and interlocked with your fingers.

"I’ve wanted you like this for so long." He murmured between kisses. "Always thinking of you, only you."

"You're killing me here, Caesar." You sighed.

Your body was on fire, tingling everywhere. The man was serious. Ensuring no part of you was left untouched.

Biting and tugging on your ear lobe, which made you squeak and dissolve into giggles. Gliding his tongue against your lower abdominals, maintaining eye contact which made you need him even more.

Kissing your neck, the tops of your breasts, hand running up and down your back. He was everywhere and it was perfect. You were losing yourself in this moment with Caesar.

"Sit up." He said, voice assertive and you wordlessly obliged.

His hands slid to undo your bra. It was long time coming but he knew you were shy.

Being naked in front of him felt beyond daunting but he had put so much effort in comforting you and putting your arousal first it seemed pointless in shying away.

The bra clattered onto your lap, then he dashed it onto the floor. He pushed you back down again and began to tenderly plant kisses on your right breast as his hand kneaded the left one.

Your back immediately arched and you let out a gasp. You knew your breasts were sensitive but having a him touching and kissing them was in a different ball park.

Minutes of attention from Caesar's end felt like hours and you felt damp stickiness cling to the fabric of your underwear as well as how hard he was which he seemed to be ignoring.

He pulled away from what was the dozenth kiss, strings of saliva connecting the two of you as he gazed at you, eyes blown with lust.

"I'm gonna go get...protection." He said, voice deeper than you've ever heard. Usually Caesar's voice was light and airy.

He reached over to the bedside table then suddenly yanked the covers away.

"Sorry, I just need to see..."

"Jesus." He said in awe after he pulled down your underwear and flung it across the room.

"...What?"

"No, I just did a good job I suppose." He chuckled darkly.

"Not his cocky side coming out during sex." You thought to yourself. Well it was fine, it made him sexier.

He pried your legs open and slowly inserted one finger into your warmth. The pad of his thumb began to trace circles on your sensitive bundle of nerves which caused you to jerk.

You let out a pathetic mewl at the feeling. It was overwhelming to say the least. And the longer he wasn't inside of you, the more torturous it felt.

"Caesar, please." You said, nearly in tears.

"What's the problem?" He asked, feigning ignorance.

"I want you so bad, please."

"Hearing you beg is cute, but I won't tease you any longer. You poor thing." He snorted as he yanked off his own underwear and lined himself against you.

Your eyes widened as he pushed himself into your plush, velvety walls and stretched you out. You'd never felt this feeling before.

"...Fuck." Caesar grunted against your ear, warm breath tickling the shell. You let out another gasp as he began to thrust slowly.

"Sorry for cursing..." He said in a strangled tone. "But you feel so fucking good.."

Your hands flew to grip against the bare skin of his broad shoulders and your nails anchored into the flesh of his skin.

You winced at the ache.

"Caesar, it hurts.." You whined.

"I know...just breathe, okay? It’s...gonna fade away, darling i promise." He murmured.

Meeting your lips once again, in an attempt to soothe the pain.

He began to pick up his pace before you said anything. It was almost as if he could read your mind.

Your right hand trailed up to settle on the nape of his neck and entangled your fingers in his hair.

"God, you're perfect.." He choked out. "Are you close?"

You nodded without hesitation.

"I'm..."

You hated how dazed you were throughout it all. You were reduced to some sort of babbling mess who couldn't even string coherent sentences together.

The feeling came in waves, the way his hips rolled deliciously against you was the final push and a cry tore from your throat as your body went limp.

Caesar came close, seconds apart from you as he let out strangled gasps and buried his face into your neck.

"Thank you for making me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world." You said, shyly.

"Why would you thank me, beauty? You shouldn't need me to feel that." He said, firmly as he tucked a loose strand of your hair behind your ear and leaned in to give a long, languid kiss which ignited your insides again.

You pushed him away with a hand on his chest as you laughed.

Hs looked a little surprised at the shove.

"You're too much for me." You sighed happily.

"Is that so?" He murmured as he pulled your face in with a hand and enveloped your top lip.

"Yep!" You nodded, giggles taking over.

"Bye Caesar, bye Jojo!" You chirped happily out from the back seat as the windows were rolled down. "Thank you for everything, Suzi!"

"No problem at all!" She called out, beaming.

Joseph turned his nose up at you, Caesar gave a wave as your car began to drive off.

"I have never seen her so...over the moon." Joseph stated, arms folded. He turned to Caesar.

"You happy?" He said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Caesar responded, pulling a face.

"I'm sure the whole neighborhood could hear you two."

"Don't tell her that, I'm sure she'll tear her hair out." Caesar sighed as he shook his head.

"...You better treat her right, you know." Joseph said, voice frosty.

"She means the world to me, Jojo. The day I mistreat her is the day I’ve lost my senses." He said firmly, emerald eyes stormy. "I want to marry her when we get back."

"Not if I get married first!" Joseph exclaimed.

Caesar wrinkled his nose at Joseph and walked away from him.

"Caesar, come back! I was only joking! You better let me be your groomsman then!" Joseph said as he chased up to Caesar and attempted to headlock him.

Caesar tried to maintain a face in disgust as he squirmed away from Joseph’s grip but a smile tugged at his lips, regardless.

Twelve years later

You leaned against the doorway of your kitchen after you kicked off your heels in the hallway.

"What's cookin', good lookin'?" You grinned.

"Who would've thought my wife would become a cornball, huh?" Caesar chuckled.

"You definitely rubbed off on me." You sighed as he placed the pot on a dormant stove and pulled you in for a hug.

"How dare you? I’m furtherest thing from corny!" He cried out, causing you to snicker.

"How's work? You tired?" He asked, softly.

"I can't remember a time where I wasn't tired.." You laughed as you rested your head against his chest.

"My poor baby.." He tutted as he swayed you side to side. You felt his palms begin to slide downwards to the curve of your backside.

"I just knew there was an ulterior motive to this hug." You snickered then gasped loudly as he pinched the flesh causing you to jolt.

"Mmh, you know I can't get enough of you." He said lowly, as he rested his forehead against yours. He trailed open mouth kisses along the column of your throat, sending shudders down your spine.

"Caesar.." you sighed against his lips.

"Yes, my love?"

"You know...we have guests...soon...we can't..." You murmured between his constant kisses.

"You don't think I know?" He chuckled, then released you from his firm grip. "I'll lay off for now, but I'm holding you to that later."

"If I'm even awake.." You muttered, out of his earshot.

You heard a familiar pounding from the stairs as the little boy bounded towards you.

"Mommy! I missed you!" The boy exclaimed as he draped his arms around your neck.

"Hi baby! I missed you even more!" You cooed as you showered your beloved son with kisses. "What did you do today? Tell me, tell me!"

"Cleaned my room for Holly!" He said, triumphantly.

"That's my good boy!" You grinned.

"Hey!" Caesar pouted. "How come Daddy doesn't get this type of response...?"

"Cos you're home all the time, duh!" Your son retorted.

"Oh, he got you good." You cackled as you threw your head back.

"Whatever." Caesar muttered as he went back to preparing food.

"What time did Suzi say they were coming over again?" You asked.

"Like six-ish. Joseph's work schedule is a nightmare." Caesar stated. The doorbell rang.

"Speak of the devil, huh?"

"I'm gonna go to my room! I can't wait to show Holly my new toys!" He said excitedly.

"Okay honey! Have fun!" You said as he zoomed back up the stairs.

You opened the door to see Suzi, Joseph and their little girl at your door step. You and Suzi immediately hugged each other and squealed with delight seeing each other after so long.

Joseph had an indifferent attitude seeing you but warmed up when he set eyes on Caesar. You ushered the trio in immediately.

"Ah! There's my big girl!" Caesar grinned as he swooped Holly in his arms and twirled her around.

"Faster, faster!" Holly cried out.

"Nope, I need you to not hurl before you eat dinner tonight." Caesar remarked after he set her down and ruffled her hair.

"I wanna go again! I won't puke, seriously." She protested as she stomped her foot.

"She's real spoiled nowadays." Suzi giggled.

"Takes after her father, I suppose." You stated as you shot Joseph a look.

"Hmph. Where's Julian?" Joseph asked with his arms folded, referring to your son.

"In his room, Holly you can go play with him upstairs if you want!" You said, changing your tone. "He's been excited to see you ever since I said you were coming over this morning."

"I wanna see him too! Okay, Auntie Y/N!"

"Make sure to come downstairs when I call you guys." Caesar stated.

"Uh huh, Uncle Caesar I promise!" Holly grinned as she bolted to julian's room.

"What kind of nerdy name is Julian?" Joseph remarked.

"Kiss my ass, Joseph."

"Y/N." Caesar hissed through gritted teeth.

"What? We go through this every time, the kids are nearly ten for god's sake."

"Einstein here wanted to name him Julius but I thought that would put a target on his back for bullies so I opted for the normal one." You shrugged.

"Whatever." Caesar snorted. "I'm sure with a name like Julius he would've gone on to great things."

"Not a great ending though." Suzi stated, earning an eerie silence from the three adults. "...What?"

Everybody burst into hysterics at the morbid statement. In true Suzi Q fashion she blinked at everybody's reaction but joined in the laughter nonetheless.

Things were a little frosty between you and Joseph since you worked for his rivals in at an estate agency but you both still retained deep care and love for each other. Despite Joseph's pettiness.

Caesar had connections with the Speedwagon Foundation and worked alongside Joseph if there was any bizarre going on in the world but he mostly stayed at home and did the upkeep since you were so busy all the time.

But he was planning on opening restaurants and café's across town just like his beloved maternal figure had done.

Your children attended different schools but still were close and spent free time together.

It was hard to believe this was the future you were living. With both Caesar and Joseph being missing and gravely injured that year, you would've never thought you'd be having dinner dates and living in marital bliss.

There was ups and downs of course, but Caesar had made a specific vow to you that he intended to follow through no matter what.

That he would do anything to keep that smile on your face.

author’s note: yes i made caesar a malewife 😭

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