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strawberymilku · 3 months

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Playing Dangerous

featuring: Police!Leone Abbacchio x Fem!Reader

genres: nsfw!, crimes, mention of: thugs, arson, mafia, car sex, oral sex, blowjob, dirtytalk, one night stand, fingering, doggy style, praises, police theme, corrupt, minor gunplay

a/n: i was rewatching jojo, and ive been wanting to write a police smut with lana del rey lyrics as prompt, and my bf wnted to collab so i just had to write it. not proofread yet. might do part 2 for it. word: 4k, a bit long but it was worth it.

The woman was speeding for sure, but Abbacchio could doubt if she was the witness or the culprit for committing arson, Abbacchio heard the sound of the motorcycle approaching, and he turned to face the direction in which it was coming. It was heading straight in his direction-? He wasn't sure if the person on the bike was who he suspected it to be, but he raised his revolver as the bike came closer..it certainly looked suspicious...

"Why you?!" she yelled, cursing, he was brave enough that he did not care if he died to get her, pulling him on the side of the motorbike, with a swift dash, saving his life as he was at the back of her motorbike. It was the work of the Stand for sure, but sadly the man couldn’t see Stands like that yet but just felt someone lift him on her motorbike. That certainly caught him off guard. Was she just riding directly into him? The situation was unclear...Was she trying to run him over? To escape-? He was surprised at how quickly she acted. He could have been killed if it hadn't been for her, which meant..she couldn't be the arsonist, but she still looked suspicious..and yet she saved his life... Yet her actions are justified yet "Kill me later, what is wrong with you, you would be run across in my wheels," she had a gangly Italian accent, still on the motorbike with huge speed. "Am I getting a ticket for speeding too?" she said sarcastically. He looked at her back where a group of thugs were still chasing over her. Leone had a stunned look on his face. She was certainly lively, and rather..crude. He certainly wasn't expecting that attitude from a potential arsonist, but for some odd reason he didn't feel threatened by her- in fact, he was rather intrigued- she hadn't even noticed his police uniform. After a few moments of stunned silence, he finally replied

"Ah...I'm a police officer. But I can't just let anyone ride at such high speeds..why are you speeding away from people?" "They are after me, whaddya think," she went into different roads taking a lot of turns as the gang lost track of her, after minutes of having the stranger at the back, they stopped in a random alleyway, with a big sigh, she realized it was the cop, not that she’s afraid of him anyways. "It's my job to keep the streets safe and look out for suspicious behaviour- like someone on a motorcycle riding at dangerously high speeds in a residential area."

The suspicious behaviour mentioned included the arson incident at the local gas station that happened not a day ago. Although he didn't outright believe her, he decided to look into her claim. For now, he'd only ask questions to get a grip on the situation.

"May I ask what you were doing around that area where the suspected arson took place?"

"Arson? You think I'd commit arson-" Her lighter got pulled from her pocket, he was daring enough to get that from her leather jacket. "No, please, I'm a smoker," she pulled out her cigarettes to counter his proof. The policeman took a second to think. It would be highly unusual for someone to commit a criminal offense like arson just to cover up smoking. At the same time, he had no evidence proving her guilty yet. He decided to ask another more personal question.*

"Why were they on your tail to begin with? Do you know why these gang members were after you?" That was a sensitive topic for a mafia’s daughter, no way she could leak her identity out like that. "Yes I do, I have my own reasons, which place was getting burned again?" she tilted her head, as she was demanded to show her license, but she looked reluctant to show it.

There was still the issue of the gang members after her that he had to inquire about.

"The Shell station at the corner of Via Maddaloni and Via Caracciolo."

"I was at a Hilton Hotel I swear, you can get the evidence," she raised her arms, showing everything from her pocket. Everything seemed suspicious to Abbacchio, no way he could get information out of her mouth like that, so the best way was to flip her body quickly, putting her hands at his back as he slapped the metal handcuffs on her wrists, locking it. He was unsure why he did that but he believed this was the best way. She sighed, "My dad will be killing me if he finds out I’m going to be late,” it was too much for just speeding up in a motorbike.

He couldn’t help but raise a small smirk. Her hands being cuffed behind her back gave him a fair idea of what he could do to her.

"I suppose you aren't very much of a good girl?"

*"Everybody knows that I'm a good girl, officer,"* she replied still with her hands on her back as she was forced to walk back to where his car was. He let out a small laugh. It was rather amusing how easily she was acting so calm over being handcuffed and detained. Even if this incident would end up being a dead end for the arson case, he was still curious. She was just detained for being a suspect, just yet. Things are getting exciting.

"And exactly what is your name, miss?"

“Y/N,” she grunted still feeling her wrist already from the handcuffs. “Well then Y/N, too bad, you will be a warrant for, ‘reckless driving, running through stop signs, driving at dangerously high speeds, running through red lights- and for suspicion of arson. You have the right to remain silent,” he said in a stern tone, he couldn’t help but smile at her rolling her eyes. *"No, I wouldn't do a thing like that, that's for sure,"* she tried to pout her lips to use a charm on him, thinking he would let her go this time.

Abbacchio's smirk grew wider, as he tried not to laugh at her attempt at seduction.

"I don't think a pout will suffice for an excuse in court."

Her attitude was amusing he thought. Usually, people would be acting aggressively, but she seemed to have accepted the situation quite easily.

"Ah yeah, my dad told me not to talk to the police, because I can demand rights for a lawyer," she tried to rethink again, trying to stay silent as they slowly walked back to his car. She had the attitude of a spoiled teenager, but he couldn't help but be amused. Usually, people would be threatening legal action, not talking about their parents, but she was a different case.

"Your father told you not to talk to the police..? Is he one of those who would try to bribe officers to avoid arrest?"

"Oh really, does he?" she grinned, still using her legs to take sweet sweet time back to the car, it was taking so long than usual just to stall time as much as she could. She was certainly being flirty for someone who had just been arrested.

"If you're expecting me to be charmed you certainly have a poor way of showing it."

Though she certainly was charming..but he'd rather stay professional at the moment. He’s a committed policeman after all. "Am I going to jail for this?" her shoulders slouched at him trying to repeat what she committed as if he were his mom. “Like, *the house is already on fire right, I swear I’m not a liar,*” she added to him to second guess his decisions.

Abbacchio gave her a skeptical look. She definitely wasn't being completely honest. But what she said about the house being on fire definitely seemed more believable than her being the arsonist. It seemed like these gang members came after her for something else. He decided to ask just to confirm his suspicions.

“I’m not asking about the arson crime, I’m asking how are you related to those thugs, it’s very dangerous you know,” he tried to squeeze more questions to get more information out of her.

The girl didn’t reply, it was indeed a chilly night, her lips were quivering from the cold, even if she had the leather jacket on her. “Are you cold?” he asked with concern in his eyes, his hands on her handcuffs, yet pulling her close to him, trying to walk back where he came from.

*“Well, I'm a little shaken, but I'm fine, thanks for asking.”* she smiled at him to look up at him with her eye smile.

"Did you owe them money? Did you have their illegal drugs? What's your ties to these gang members?" "Tell me do you always work so late?" she didn't answer his question, as she had the right not to though. She was very charming, but also very stubborn- he almost found it admirable. Maybe he should've taken her up on her earlier offer of charm. She seemed very confident in her ability to seduce him. It could be the right moment to give in to temptation.

"It's my job to watch the late night shift, what does my work schedule have to do with your involvement with gangs?"

*"Do you really have to put those tight handcuffs on?"* she tried to pull it out but it was not to avail. Still, she didn’t give up yet to flirt with him. Abbacchio gave her a small laugh at the girl, this was the moment for which he was hoping. That is, she was very much starting to flirt with him- so now was the perfect time to reciprocate.

"Are you sure you're not trying to get me to take the cuffs off?"

It might just be wishful thinking, but it certainly looked like she was trying to flirt. He was hoping for it anyway, and now she had given him the right opportunity by attempting to pull her cuffs off... But he must stay professional right?

*"Let's get in the back of your cop car, officer?"* she asked a question, still finding ways to flirt with him last minute possible. Finally, they arrived at the car that had printed ‘Polizia’ on it. “Playtime is over, get in the car,” he tried to stay in a demanding tone. The ‘officer’ word did get the man inhaled deeply, oh the things he could do with her right now, as he placed her in the backseat of the car, respectfully, restraining himself from touching her. He’s a good policeman, he couldn’t be doing that. *"You can ask me anything you want, anything, like anything,"* she smiled as he slowly fell for her trap, he decided to sit in the backseat, for a while, closing the car door behind him, and locking it, giving her a dirty smirk. Abbacchio chuckled and shook his head at her flirtatious comments, yet he also realized just how tempting the situation was.

"Anything, hmm?"

He thought for a bit. His mind started to wonder as he looked down at her. She was very appealing.

"What would you do, if I decided to uncuff you- right now?" "I don't know, officer," she looked at his lips then back to him. "You do like purple lipstick, don't you, what is it? Givenchy brand?" she joked, in between, giving a mysterious appeal to the policeman wanting to give in to his desires.

"Good guess. Though I may need more than just your beauty alone to convince me."

"Like what, officer?" she leaned closer towards his neck, it was rather a risqué attempt, she was down to play with fire too, from the looks in his eyes. Leone bit his lip slightly but he still tried to hold back, he wanted to stay professional and focused. But his heart couldn't help but race as she got close. He wondered how this would end...if there was a way he could fall for the trap.

The smell of her perfume hit his nose making it that much harder to focus. He was very tempted. She seemed to have been waiting for him to reply for a minute now. *"Do you have a girl? I don't see a ring on your finger?"* she'd be the one asking questions here instead, how the tables have turned, touching his chest on his police uniform, with her fingertips. This made him raise an eyebrow, the question she had just asked was a little unexpected. Though given he was staring directly at her lips he couldn't deny that he was rather tempted to take it as a sign. But he decided to answer nonetheless.

"I don't have a girlfriend..not at the moment anyway." "*Well that's interesting, have you thought of dating a* **mafia's daughter?**" she replied, dropping the biggest hint of all time, until he realized, no wonder why the gang was after her. He should let her go right? The thought of having her as a girlfriend was still tempting..her attractiveness, her flirtatious attitude, it was too much to ignore.

"Are you offering?" "Maybe I am, offering you a taste?" she leaned closer towards him slowly. It was obvious, that she a tease, still not kissing him, just yet, but their faces were just inches apart. Abbacchio held his breath. Her words were tempting, her attitude was tempting..and her lips were certainly tempting- all she had to do was just close the space between them and they'd be locked in a passionate kiss...

He felt like he might die if he didn't go through with their kiss. He wanted to play her game and play it perfectly. Her words had been tempting since she said them and he could only answer with one answer.

Abbacchio took in a deep breath and nodded his head. **The flames are getting higher, and so is his desire. It's kind of exciting, don't you think?

"Am I playing a dangerous game, officer?" she teased, still not kissing him, just yet, she wanted to see how far this would go.

The policeman was gritting his teeth in anticipation. It was a dangerous game she was playing, and he knew he shouldn't play it. She was involved with the mafia after all. But the temptation was too much to pass up. He had to do it. The smell of her perfume still lingered, making it much more inviting.

"It's a very dangerous game."

Abbacchio finally caved in. He knew he couldn't control himself anymore. He closed the distance and pulled her towards him, giving in their passionate kiss. She crashed on her lips softly, melting right down on this gothic policeman, without shame, he was worth a one-night stand, but she didn't really care, their kisses became hotter and hotter each second, he gripped her body, forcing her onto his thighs, looking up at her. Their kiss has started to deepen. His lips brushed against hers as he pulled her even closer. This girl..she was too irresistible. Her flirting and teasing, even the danger of her being involved with the mafia. He just wanted more. She touched his badge and looked up at him. "Abbacchio was it?" she kissed him once more, not enough of his kisses, at this point the purple lipstick has been worn off at this point, some even staining her lips.

"That is my name, yes." "So officer~" the way she said was so enticing,

"What am I supposed to do now?" she felt his hands roaming all across her body, as if he owned her right here, no tonight, he could do whatever he wanted for tonight.

"Will I be forgiven for this, officer?" she was like a crime he must commit just for tonight, a sin he wouldn't regret doing, for sure.

"I guess I'll have to figure out how to punish you for this..for now though, I'm sure you don't mind my hands on your body, hmm?"

His smile was quite teasing too and even though he was trying to appear professional, it was clear he was enjoying this quite a lot. He leaned back in and began kissing her again. He gave her a look that told her he was enjoying this as his hands stayed firmly on her hips. “Let’s make this exciting for the both of us,” he pulled out his revolver from his waistband, pointing at her head. He must tried it out at least, he needed to have the upper hand as well. "Officer, I will do anything to repent," her words were dripping as if it was made of honey, she wasn’t even fazed the gun barrel was pointed at her head, biting her lips. Things have gotten out of hand. "You will, will you?" he grinned of mischievous how he liked her under his power.

"How about you tell me what you'd do to repent- and I'll think about it and see if it's enough of a punishment for you." "First, I'd unbuckled that belt of yours and..." her eyes trailed downwards at the seat at the bulge forming in his navy blue pants and up to his golden purple eyes, that would be enough for his imagination to do the rest of the work. “Okay then, get to work, don’t just be an all talk,” he pressed the revolver harder on her skin, geez this man was full of sass, which made her actually take off his pants, obeying his orders, just as he wanted her to. "Oh, please don't shoot me yet, Mr Polizia, I will be good," she unravelled his hard cock from his underwear, palming it between her small hands trying to please him, her handcuffs were still on.

"So you'll be a better girl if I don't shoot you?"

He looked down at her with a teasing and tempting look, she was really quite the girl. This was the most teasing, dangerous girl he had ever come across on the job. “You know your small hands aren’t in good use, use your mouth,” he demanded, pointing the gun directly at her and even though he wasn't gonna shoot, she could clearly see the barrel against her. He looked at her with a teasing grin. She looked so pretty under him, and all the power he had on her. She nodded at his orders, bending down, licking his wet tip for a while, which made him have a satisfying moan, his impulse made him push his right hand on her head, pushing her mouth closely for the blowjob. His breath was shaky already as he felt every part of her mouth on his dick, he felt as if he was on cloud nine, it was all worth it. Worth it from a tiring shift, she was trying to suck him good, she looked like she was an expert at this, feeling his tip pushed against her throat, she was trying to be his only little good girl, a good girl just for Mr Policeman right here. Oh, how he’d wish he could possibly want her every night. Her mouth was starting to tire her, as all her saliva was all around his base, “Abbacchio, sir, are you satisfied yet?” she looked up at him for his mercy, for his approval, for his attention, with those orbs. “Not yet, I wanted to cum on your face,” he pointed the gun at her, demanding to resume her lips to work again. Her head bobbed again and again, trying to please him as much as she could, deepthroating him, her tongue twirling on his length. She liked how much vocal he was, praising her, for her good use of the mouth.

“My god, you weren’t lying when you said you will have your mouth in good use,” that was the best blowjob he received in his life so far, feeling every orgasm trying to rip from his heated skin. After minutes of torturing her throat, he finally gave in, painting on her face with his white liquids, with a satisfied smug face. “Uh, uh, uh, mi amore,” he had a menaced look over her with a tsk, “Who said I was done with you?” for a policeman like him, having stamina could be true. He bent her over, his gun still pointing at her. The time to show who is the monster here, not giving her a break.

“Look here, girl, *if you can't stand the heat. Then stay out of the fire,*” he groped all over breasts, throwing the gun away on the floor of the car. She happened to listen all to his command, like a good little girl, he pulled down her bottom clothing, his fingers trying to play her folds through her underwear, trying to tease her. “Oh, your cunt is wet here, *you might get what you desire*,” he put the underwear aside, rubbing on her clit, trying to gain some moans from her. Things are starting to get interesting. “I’m not putting on anything, yeah, just to warn you,” his cock tried to get between her wet folds, just like that. “I-uh, policia, please don’t you have a condom-” her mouth was shoved with the finger he got her pussy juices on. “Lick it up,” she couldn’t deny such requests from the hot officer, licking it, while he kept pounding her behind her back. Not enough, he needed to feel every wall of her just like that. “I’m going raw, so shut your pretty mouth like that,” He had an enormous speed, gripping her waist, her arms against the tinted glass, the car starting to fog up from the movements, “Listen here, little girl, and listen good,” he raised her body good, her boobs all over the window glass at this point, she screamed more as her G spot has been getting all this abuse from the sudden position.

“Please, please, have mercy on me, officer-” her words were cut as he pushed his fingers in her throat, attempting to shut her mouth. This man is indeed wild, the luckiest night for a girl like her. **”Even if you scream, or beg me to stop, or have mercy, I’m not stopping,”** he rutted inside her cunt as if it was meant to be shaped by his large cock.

“Not until I’m satisfied,” he hummed, using it as if she was a toy she was made just for him to fuck her. Her cries and moans filled the whole street, think to their luck no one was in the streets, a few maybe. Do you this man cares? No? **“Not like you can stop me anyways, hmm?”** he didn’t stop his thrusts, her pussy aching from all the movements, their moans were in unison. She was already tired at this point, getting the slaps on her buttocks, his hand making her chin move just to kiss him as he kept railing behind her back, his lusts and desires being fulfilled by this one girl. “If you keep doing like that, I might-” she panted for air, she needed for a moment there, “I might, cum~” her body squealed in pleasure, holding all her sanity.

It was prolonged sex for sure, he finally had to urge to orgasm, he pulled out in time, cumming all over her body, she really looked pretty as if he was the artist, painting more cum on the belly. “Know your place, just like that,” he looked coldly into her eyes, he didn’t have time for this right? The aftercare was little, he threw her tissues and a bottle of water he had in the car, putting on his clothes, he did let her go this time, unlocking her sore wrists, and going back to his driver seat.

He did drove her back to her motorbike was at, even opening the door for her to get out, after minutes of silence, he kissed her forehead softly, like a gentleman would, before he finally let her go. But one thing for sure is that it was one of the best nights he’d ever had with a girl. A sucker for romance, *lovin’ a hurricane*

part 2?

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thestressedskittles · 3 months

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Lil Team Bucci Blurb (NSFW)

Kit here! Sorry I've been gone for months on end! A lot has happened since I last posted and I've finally found the encouragement to whip up this little thing real quick. Its not much but I gotta do something to get back into the flow of writing again!

Warnings: NSFW under the cut (MINORS DO NOT INTERACT), gender neutral reader (no pronouns used), all characters are 18+, not proofread nor checked for mistakes

DISCLAIMER: Do NOT think it is okay to take our stories and post them somewhere else without our EXPLICIT PERMISSION. Do NOT think it is okay to take anyone else’s stories and post them somewhere else without their EXPLICIT PERMISSION. Giving credit does NOT count as permission. You may reblog our stories, but you may NOT repost our stories without OUR PERMISSION.

Bruno who lets out rumbling purrs of your name as he makes sure to work himself inside of you slowly and deeply, his normally bright blues are clouded and darkened as his entire being is fueled by arousal as he folds you into a mating press and sinks himself all the way

Leone who offers nothing but groans and rumbles against your neck as his arms wrapped around your waist tighten and pull you to meet his thrusts, forcing his cock in all the way, little nips to your sweet spot and his hot breath pull mini whimpers as your walls squeeze him tighter and tighter

Mista who holds your hips as your own hands find balance on his chest while he avidly thrusts into you from below, never faltering in his pace, his naturally dark eyes are swirling with lust as he licks his lips and hisses through clenched teeth as a broken groan cracks from his mouth

Narancia who's worked himself up beyond belief as he takes you from above, his normally bright purple are darkened and swirling with adoration and lust, he holds you close, moaning your name over and over as he brings you both closer and closer, stealing kisses from your lips

Fugo who's intense lovemaking is leaving you both covered in a sheen of sweat and out of breath, but he pushes through, determined to send you off the rails once more as he leaves bruises along your body, letting out a groan over your parted lips as your nails rake down his back

Giorno who is dedicated to your pleasure moreso than his own, letting you do as you please as he sinks further into the silk sheets, watching and holding you up as he encourages you on with sweet words while you begin to fall apart, letting groans and moans flow freely from his mouth as he tilts his head back into the pillows

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naishite · 8 months

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Don’t Make Me Replay

NSFW Abbacchio!Daddy x Reader

Warning !!! Daddy kink, size kink, dumbification,dacryphilia degradation,exhibition, edging (slight) and petplay (?) !!!

!!! NSFW UNDER THE CUT !!!

Bucciarati’s team was having their usual meal at Libeccio, however one of their members wasn't at the table — quite usual for the man to be missing since he isn’t the type to just go off somewhere.

However, somewhere in the restaurant's bathroom, were 2 people having a bit too much fun in a public area.

“…Abbacchio… Mmm! Daddy please more…”, you cried out, squirming on his lap for release.

“Shut up and take what I give you since you were being such a slut earlier”, he states coldly. It makes you feel disappointed yet his words elicit a shiver of arousal down your spine.

He feels you tighten around his fingers and he scoffs. “Whore… I should teach you some manners in you, puttana. Acting like a needy slut in front of a team isn’t quite the good image for the both of us”.

He shoves his fingers deeper into you; pressing deeper inside and kissing your cervix.

He’s been edging you for so long you let out a strangled whine of his name. As soon as he feels that you’re about to cum, he pulls out again.

You sniffle and tremble as he rips away another orgasm.

“Daddy no… Please I need to cum please please”, you mumble out.

He caresses your disheveled form, making the heat in between your legs worse.

He pulls the collar that's fastened around your neck, “Gattina, daddy needs to punish you, you know that. You need to pay for how much of a dumb slut you were acting like earlier”.

He grabs onto your waist and pushes you onto the wall off of his lap.

“Here, fine. I’ll give you what you want since you’re being a needy whiny whore about it”.

He holds you up as he lines the tip of his cock with your hole, slowly pushing it in. However, its too much, you can feel the throb of his cock and it's making you dizzy with lust.

“Daddy… Too much, too much! Daddy please you’re too big!” You whine, the tip of his dick finally pushing through the edge of your hole.

“Take it… Just take you fucking slut…”

Your squirming makes him pierce you even further down onto his cock, your crying making him chuckle as he spears you on his dick.

“Why are you crying love? Isn’t this what you were begging for? To be placed so nicely on Daddy’s dick, hm?

Uh oh.

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cowboycakes · 2 years

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How would Jotaro, Bruno, and Abbacchio react if they catch their female s/o getting off to porn?

MINORS DNI, nsfw under the cut!!!

(warnings - masturbation/mutual masturbation, afab reader, mentions of porn, jealous jotaro, sweetheart bruno, tease abbacchio, use of stands in a sexual context lol.)

i could see Jotaro being the jealous type in a scenario like that. he'd walk in to see you sprawled out on your bed and working your fingers on your cunt, without him. you watch his jaw drop and his eyes widen a bit - partially because he's enthralled at the sight of you like this, and partially because he really is jealous. he'd act tough about it, mumbling, "what the hell are you doing?" and leaving you to wonder if you're actually in trouble. either way, it doesn't change the fact that he's getting a boner, especially when he sees you have no plans of stopping anytime soon. he'll come to inspect your choice of video, and that's when it turns into a challenge for him. "you know i could fuck you better than that, right?"

it would be a nice surprise for Bruno. he's polite enough to ask if you'd like some privacy, but is excited to join you on the bed when you say you don't want any. he'd lay down next to you and plant gentle kisses on your face and neck, stroke your cheeks, and play with your hair while you moan at the feeling of your climax building. "Fuck, you're so pretty when you get like this," Bruno whispers, slipping his hand down the front of his own pants.

Abbacchio would walk in on you and immediately seize the opportunity to tease you. "horny?" "you really couldn't wait for me to get home, huh? you're that fucking needy?" nevertheless, he would really get off to it. he'd watch you intently. then, he'd replay the memory of you later on moody blues for himself when you aren't around to please him. who needs the internet to play some porn when your stand can do it for you?

thx for the ask anon!

inbox is open for more JJBA requests and thirsts ;)

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rougepancake · 9 months

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Vampire!Abbacchio who lives on the outskirts of Napoli in an over glorified mansion, spending his days sipping on blood and wine. The mansion was given to him by Bucciarati, who is the only one aware of his secret.

mature content under cut. minors and ageless blogs dni

Vampire!Abbacchio who rarely goes out to hunt. He uses wine as an unhealthy substitute for blood, but it just results in him being drunk 24/7.

Vampire!Abbacchio who gets so bored sitting alone in a giant mansion all day. Bucciarati visits occasionally, but it’s still lonely. He’s meant to feed off of other people’s attention, not crave it like a child.

Vampire!Abbacchio who is surprised to see you around this part of Napoli. You look lost, and he can see the storm that’s rolling in behind you. So, he takes you in for the night.

Vampire!Abbacchio who watches your every move closely, as if to psychoanalyze you. Your very existence intrigued him, but he pushed those thoughts back with another glass of wine.

Vampire!Abbacchio who says fuck it after that glass and goes right for the kill. You’ve already had a couple of drinks too, so what’s the harm?

Vampire!Abbacchio who, once he gets a taste of your blood, decides that you’re too sweet. He can’t let anyone else have you and your delicious blood.

Vampire!Abbacchio who leans forward to bite your neck while going down on you. There’s just something about it that adds to your pleasure, and he can’t get enough of your taste.

Vampire!Abbacchio who tells you to stop by again, knowing damn well that you’re already planning your next visit. You’re his now, without a doubt.

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whitefeathers · 10 months

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CW: age gap (reader is in 20s and abba is 40), Abbacchio is a drunk perv. 18+ ONLY

Abbacchio’s two favourite things to taste when he cums are red wine and your name.

He knows he shouldn’t be thinking about you. You’re too young for him, a freshly graduated 20-something with sparkles in your eyes and skin not yet hardened with age like his.

He’s a dirty old fucking man, sitting drinking on his own, but the drunker he gets, the harder it is to resist the swell of his cock aching for you.

He palms himself through his pants first, tipping his head back lazily against the scuffed couch. Tries to satisfy himself by grinding against his hand, but it’s not enough.

It’s never enough until he spits in his fist and fucks it, hard and desperate, imagining it’s your little cunt.

With one hand on his cock and the other around the neck of a bottle of wine, he cums with the taste of red and your sweet fucking name on his tongue.

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honeybeedrabble · 4 months

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what it is hoe, best writer ever, can i please request an abbacchio x reader but christmas themed?? like mistletoe and santa hats and passionate smut pls pls pls 🎄🎅

This is gonna make a great gift… for christmas…

CW: piv (unprotected so be safe), cream pie (don’t do thaaaat…), very soft honestly, lots of fluff, breast play, mistletoe 🤭🤭, lmk if i missed anything.

Team Bucciarati was coming over for the annual Christmas dinner party you and your boyfriend hosted at your house. The food was ready and the table was set, however, there was a crucial element that was missing at this festive feasting.

“Oh c’mon, Leone. What ever happened to your Christmas cheer?” you giggled, setting a floppy santa hat on your boyfriends head.

He sat on the loveseat, arms crossed as the red and white hat adorned his grumpy face so perfectly.

“What are you talking about?” he huffed, adjusting the hat as the small white puffball swung from side to side.

“Look around, isn’t the place missing something?” you asked. Abbachio looked around, an eyebrow cocked.

“No… the stockings are hung, the trees been decorated for weeks, there are about a hundred lights in this room alone, and I genuinely believe we wouldn’t be able to fit a single poinsettia anywhere else in this house.”

You softly pouted, leaning in the doorway from the living room to the dining room, tilting your head to the side and looking up at the bare ceiling.

“Are you sure we aren’t missing something?” Just then something clicked inside of him. The mistletoe. He tried to hide his blush, but you knew this look all too well and felt your lips tug into a smirk.

“Last year Mista wouldn’t let up until we kissed under that god forsaken ceiling bush…” you couldn’t help but blush yourself as you reminisced.

“Come on, it was cute.”

“It was indecent…” he said, a slight hint of humor in his voice. “I don’t see why you feel the need to try to impress them so much with all your decorations.”

“Because it means we get to spend time together making this place a home… our home.” You added softly, walking over to the nearby coffee table and grabbing the mistletoe.

Abbachio stood up from his seated position on the loveseat, walking over to you where he would gently take the plant from your hands and hang it right above you on the ceiling with a nearby thumbtack.

“Well when you put it like that…” he smirked, towering over you as he positioned the decorative plant just right.

“So you’ve come around after all?”

“Well I’m no Scrooge, and if doing this means I get to see you happy then I don’t care what they’ll ask of us tonight.” Abbachio looked almost proud of his decorative skills, admiring the perfectly symmetrical placement.

You looked up at him and smiled, wrapping your arms around his waist and burying your face into his chest. He looked down at you with a curious face, interested in your sudden display of affection.

“Looks like it’s just us under this thing.”

“It seems so, and what of it, hmm?” he asked, his large hand caressing the back of your head and smoothing your hair down from its ruffled place against the santa hat.

“And it means we have to kiss now.”

“Oh really? I wasn’t aware,” he teased, something that was rare from him and heavily welcomed by you.

“Well then now you are, and you need to fulfill your duties and kiss me,” you smiled, an arm unwrapping around his waist as your hand snaked up his abdomen and lay against the warm skin of his chest.

He bent down to your height, gently cupping your face in his hands and placed his lips against yours in a soft kiss. You always loved this, the way he held you so gently, the way he seemed to calm even the slightest of nerves in you with his kiss alone. It was moments like these you considered him a godsend.

He gently caressed your cheek bone with his thumb, then broke the kiss as gently as he started it. You opened your eyes to see him and felt your heart ache at the look he gave you. His eyes were blown wide, lilac hair softly drooping towards his face. You smiled as you collected his hair and tucked it behind his ear. That stupid santa hat on his head knocking the lock of hair back in his face. You two giggled, then looked back in eachothers eyes.

You hadn’t realized how anxious you really were for this party until you felt how relaxed you were now. It’s as if all that time you spent running around for gifts and wrapping them, mixed with the troublesome time of decorating the house and preparing the food hadn’t happened to you at all. You knew in a way that was true. Who was there to tell you Bucciarati’s jacket size when you didn’t know? Who was there to help you with the food when you still needed to go grocery shopping? And who was there to help put the star on the tree because you couldn’t reach? It was all Abacchio. In your heart you always knew you loved him, but now you were finally presented with the knowledge of your devotion for him. As if it was something that kept the world going.

“Have you opened the wine? You have that heavy lidded look to you,” Abbachio asked, thumb still caressing your soft skin.

“No no, it’s not that.” You smiled, eyes shutting as you tilted your head into his hand, placing your own on his wrist.

“Well then, beautiful, what is it?” He spoke so softly, something he regularly did to you out of respect.

“It’s you, Leone. It’s all you.” You opened your eyes, watching how his cheeks warmed up at your sentiments. “You know I love you. I couldn’t ask for a better gift than you, in fact you might’ve just ruined all presents anyone may have gotten me tonight.”

“I hope that’s not true, I have something special planned.” He smiled. “But regardless, I was thinking the same thing.”

He kissed you again, more hunger this time. His arms wrapped around your waist as yours interlocked around his neck, your jaw going slack as he licked along your lower lip. A sigh escaped your mouth, one of your hands tangled in his long, silky hair. You could feel his smirk against your lips, his teeth running along your lower lip to tease you as you threw your head back.

“It’s shocking to me how easily you can switch on the flip of a dime for me,” he softly cooed, bending down further to lick a stripe up your neck.

You shuddered as he latched into your jaw, sucking a small hickey just underneath it that would be impossible to hide. Your hands continued to tangle in the back of his head, legs threatening to give under his massive presence if it weren’t for your arms holding on tight.

“I love it when you get like this,” he whispered sensually in your ear, his grip on your waist becoming more firm as he kissed you again, swaying side to side with you.

He gradually led you over to the loveseat he was sat in previously, moving gracefully almost as if he were dancing with you there. He sat down on the loveseat and pulled you into his lap, stroking your neck as you looked deep into his eyes that twinkled in the soft light of the christmas tree.

His hands were now on your hips, guiding you closer til you could feel the heartbeat pounding in his chest, along with the growing erection hitching in his pants as you slid further into him. You shuddered at the feeling, your skin growing hotter and the exchange becoming steamier.

There was an small yet audible groan rumbling in his throat when you shifted your hips just right, his jaw falling slack, urging you to explore eachothers mouths more on the velvety couch. His large hands slid up your back, sending chills up your spine until they settled at your upper back, pushing you further into his chest.

You ran your hands up his chest, landing on his neck, you lightly moaned as you felt goosebumps rise on his skin as you two continued making out in the living room. You could feel every subtle moment, the smooth curves of his muscular neck, the was his tongue caressed your lips before diving back in your mouth, the way his muscles tensed when you ground against him just right, the texture of his long hair as you pushed it back for more leverage. By now he was sure that all he wanted was you, he was also sure he’d be replaying this moment over and over again throughout the evening if he found himself alone.

“Abbachio…” you whimpered his name softly, legs shivering in excitement, the movements only arousing his hunger for you.

Abbachios hold on you became tighter, he wasn’t even aware of it in the heat of the passion. His hands left your back and moved up to the front of your blouse, unbuttoning it and feeling up your soft skin that was just underneath it.

As your blouse opened up so did the rest of you, with a sigh your head fell to the side, exposing yourself even further. Abbachio was pleased as he unclasped your bra, his tongue caressing your cleavage before your breasts spilled out of their confines.

Quickly you reached for his pants and undid the button and zipper, signaling you wanted them off. You got up on your knees which was enough for him to slide off, a strange hardness hitting you inner thigh as he slid them off. You ignored it, preferring the hardness hitting your stomach right now.

“You know we’re going to have to make this quick, if I’m not mistaken I think everyone’s about to be on their way soon.” Abbachio turned his head to the large grandfather clock next to the roaring fireplace.

“Trust me, we can get this done pretty quick.”

You pulled your panties to the side, your red skirt making his access easier. Delighted, his hand lifted it up caressing your folds with his thumb. You shivered, grasping his shaft and replacing his fingers for his tip, running it up and down, spreading his warm precum along your clit. You bit your lip when he smiled devilishly at you, wanting to grab you by your waist and plunge himself deep into your cunt, but stopped himself when he realized it would be at his pace instead of yours. It was something he did to let you warm up the way you saw fit.

Lucky for him you sunk down onto his length soon enough and you could feel his muscles tense up when you took him until he bottomed out. You put your hands on the headrest of the couch and kissed him on his forehead.

“Mmmm…” he hummed, face turning a pale pink when you put a twist in your hips. “Enjoying yourself up there?”

“Y-yeah,” you grunted, pushing yourself up only to slide back down into his lap with a breathy moan.

He placed a hand on one of your tits, his index and thumb rolling a nipple after he spat on it. You stiffened up, then arched your back, feeling him throb inside of you.

“Seems like y-you are too,” you let out, feeling juices run down your thighs.

“You read me like a book,” his other hand was now firm on the underside of your thigh, guiding you up and down his length as he deliciously stretched you out.

You let him take control for you, his slippery cock penetrating you over and over again, pushing against spots inside of you he was well acquainted with. He smiled when he watched your face contort, eyes watering with pleasure.

He moaned your name, gently nibbling your earlobe as he held you up and lifted his hips into you, his pubic bone grinding against your clit making you see stars. His pace began to become more and more rough, your cunt squeezing his girth tightly as his smooth tip explored your insides.

Abbachio became flustered as he watched you writhe in his lap, unable to help himself he turned you both over and grabbed the outer sides of your thighs. He realigned himself with you enterance and you both let out matching moans when he thrusted inside. You both got louder when you realized how much deeper he could be inside of you. In and out, over and over, the mix of noises between your gutteral groans and the squelching of your cunt only made him pound you harder.

You watched as his hat threatened to fall off and when it almost did you grabbed his face and brought it closer to yours, making out now as he fucked you senseless. You moaned in his mouth while you wrapped your legs around his torso, holding on for dear life.

“It’s good?” He asked, voice husky now as he felt you flutter around him.

“S-so good! Ngh- love… i love you!” you cried out, diving back in for another kiss.

You felt yourself shake, your stomach churn, and body burn hot as you came hard. You thought he looked so pretty with his hat on as he sunk his teeth into his lip, grunting while he rearranged your organs with his cock.

Soon enough he couldn’t help himself as he spilled his cum deep in your walls, you felt the way he shuddered and knew it was over before he did. He almost whimpered as he drained himself inside of you, your kisses became sloppy through both your orgasms. When he finally pulled out he noticed how late it was and was anxious to gain his composure.

“Shit… Theyll be here any minute now! I’m sorry my love, I’ll make this up to you later tonight- I promise!” He panted as his chest rose and fell, leaning over to kiss you one more time before rushing over to your linen closet to find a towel.

You reclasped your bra and buttoned your shirt, finally tossing off that santa hat. You bent down to pick up his pants so he could put them on easier when a small red box fell out of his pocket. It had a silver bow on the top and you smiled at how cute it was. Absentmindedly you opened it and froze when you saw a small ring sitting in the middle.

“Lay back and I’ll take care of the mess, okay?” Abbachio asked entering the room again. He also froze when he saw you holding his ring. “So you found it…” He sighed before letting out a small laugh.

“I was planning on proposing after presents and… at the very least while I was wearing pants, but I guess these things can’t be helped.” He walked over to you and sat down next to you.

“Marry me?” He asked, taking one of your hands and placing it on his chest, heart beating a million miles a minute.

You threw your arms around him, crying happily as you kissed his face all over, muttering soft “yes”’s over and over again. He placed the ring on your finger and grabbed your face gently in his hands. He looked up for a moment and you did too, seeing a mistletoe you must’ve forgotten hanging right above you. You two laughed softly until there was a knock at the door. You jumped and ushered Abbachio out of the room to change as you quickly cleaned yourself and fixed your hair.

Soon enough you opened the door and we’re greeted by all your friends, each one holding their own gifts for eachother. It didn’t take long for them to notice your ring and when Abbachio came out they all congratulated you profusely. Dinner went well, the whole party did. There wasn’t a moment you weren’t grateful for your fiancé, and as the night went on you realized that he wasn’t lying about making it up to you.

AN: happy holidays everyone !! i’m very grateful to have such amazing people interacting with my stuff and i hope everyone had a great holiday season !!

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miikaluv · 5 months

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ੈ✩ bruno thoughts that nobody asked for ¡! ❞

gender neutral, these are just hcs that have def been put out there before but i just have some things to say

suggestive! not smut but proceed w caution??

a/n: when im writing this its legit 5am and the birds are chirping but my bucciarati thoughts wait for no man

maybe this goes without saying but in comparison to the rest of the bucci gang i just knooow hes such a romantic lover (caesar style)

this man is HANDSY. hands are always on you when you’re around each other, not even necessarily sexual, he just loves to feel the warmth of your skin under his palms!

and even when it is sexual, his hands are never leaving you- i’m imagining like running all over your torso type situation like they are always moving (god i love him)

he just wants to feel you close!! understandable

idk if this is a popular opinion in the jojos fandom but i feel like he would be possessive too like not in a toxic way just

like he is prooooud of his s/o and he wants the whole fucking world to know it but if ANYONE tries ANYTHING my man yelling sticky fingers he don’t play

(my man like 😭😭💕)

he looooves when you run your fingers through his hair

that man has a well maintained haircut (ik y’all seeing the fuck ass bob) and so naturally he loves getting it done- even just dragging your fingers through the strands of his hair likeee ik hes eating that up

he def does not mind you taking the lead, and i just know he’s into ts

i feel like hes super into a dominant s/o like this man just wants you to feel good, but when you take control, even in everyday life i just know he loves it

even if a more shy s/o occasionally showed a bit of sass likeeeee

i feel like he’s totally down for polyamory likeeee idk

i reckon he’d be fine with just one s/o, but he’d also def be down for polyamory, or even just a non-monogamous sexual relationship & he has def experimented with it in the past

hes def bringing a certain long-haired someone in (if you’re comfortable w that ofc)

this my man just has so much love to give!

definitely big on eye contact

idgaf he’s flirty as FUCK like the eye contact goes crazy w him, and he’s gonna be noticing every little detail of the way your eyes flick over his face when he’s close to you

loves to see you shy away and blush but will also find it sooo attractive when you hold your ground and stare right back

a/n: for some reason this post keeps glitching so if u see any duplicate paragraphs ignore it 😭😭🙏

#i just know ts has his feet KICKING #bruno bucciarati #bucciarati headcannons #bruno jjba #jjba golden wind #jojos bizarre adventure #jojos #bucci gang #bruno buccellati #bruno x reader #bruno bucciarati x reader #bruno bucciarati smut #jjba smut #jjba headcanons #bruabba truthers know #i want abbacchio too btw like so bad #bruabba x reader #golden wind smut #miikaluv

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with3r3dflow3r · 2 years

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A glass of wine - Leone Abbacchio x reader (NSFW)

Summary: What began as an innocent drinking session with your fellow gang member and crush, Leone Abbacchio, progressed into something much more heated.

Reader is female.

2982 words

CW: Alcohol consumption, unprotected sex, oral (giving & receiving), degradation, overstimulation, edging, facefucking, inappropriate use of stands

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(A/N): For an optimal experience, read it while listening to RU Mine? by Arctic Monkeys; I was listening to that song while writing it.

🔞 NSFW, MINORS DNI! 🔞

"What?" Abbacchio finally snapped, setting his glass on the table and glaring at you.

For the man to acknowledge your presence instead of ignoring you, like he usually did, it meant that you had been staring at him for quite some time.

"Abbacchio, give me some of your wine," you whined "it's the only one left in the house and I'm too tired to go outside to get more."

"Fuck off, (y/n),” he took a long sip of his drink as if to aggravate you further.

"How rude," you pouted, slumping on the table across from his seat and resting your face in your palms, settling on watching him instead.

And if you were being honest, watching him wasn't all that bad; if anything, it was rather pleasant. You had been drawn to the silver-haired man ever since you joined the gang and now, more than a year later, your feelings were still strong and growing by the day. Therefore, the sight of him drinking, his Adam's apple bobbing with every swig and his eyes never leaving yours in an attempt to mock you, head hanging back ever so slightly, made you dizzy, even though you were completely sober.

You couldn't take it any longer.

With a swift motion, you had moved your chair and were sitting right next to Abbacchio, tugging on his arm in a gentle manner.

"Come onnn, just a glass.” You didn't drink often but when the craving came up it persisted until satisfied, not to mention you had to distract your racing mind from your long-term crush. His lips twitched and he narrowed his eyes down at you. You sighed; this could only mean one thing.

"Please, Leone. Let me have some too, pretty please?" you batted your eyelashes at him, embarrassed from how desperate you sounded.

His mouth hangs open for a moment, making you even redder than you assumed you already were. Then he gave you a wide, pleased grin.

"Very well, cara. Grab a glass."

Bastard. But you couldn't possibly be mad at him- not when he called you that.

You were soon having that long-sought red wine alongside him, relishing in both the way it run down your throat, warming your insides, and the proximity of the man- your shoulders were almost touching. The one who insists wins. Distant as he was, you didn't get many opportunities to spend time with Abbacchio, so naturally you cherished each and every one. Even though you could be great partners in crime- resulting in you getting paired up a lot- he wouldn't approach you outside of missions. It hurt, deeply so, but you couldn't stay away from him, so you found yourself doing the work. That being said, having drinking sessions together wasn't uncommon but it had never escalated to anything more, expect for him opening up to you from time to time, when he was drunk and, thus, his most vulnerable self.

You were brought back to reality by him flicking your forehead, biting back a grin at the yelp you let out in surprise.

"What the hell, Le-"

"Quit spacing out, we're moving to the couch," he grabbed his glass and the bottle. You followed silently behind him.

As he set them on the coffee table, you took the chance to sit down on the couch first, saving yourself from the awkwardness of deciding how close you should sit to your crush. To your surprise, he sat right next to you, your bodies touching, which made the butterflies in your stomach go mad.

"Ah, much comfier," he rested his head back on the couch with a grunt that went straight to your core, resting one hand on the furniture behind you and holding his drink on the other.

"The television! I'll… turn on the television!" you went to get the remote in an attempt to escape the much-desired yet anxiety-inducing situation. You just switched it on a random channel, not caring in the slightest about the movie it apparently showed. Despite Abbacchio being emotionally vulnerable at times like this, it wasn't a habit of his to be so close to you physically.

You bit your lower lip before opting to plop on your previous spot. Next to him- no, right next to him. You were nervous. Seeing him take a sip of wine you remembered you had forgotten your own.

"Ah! | forgot mine at the-" he grabbed your left shoulder to prevent you from getting up again.

"Drink from mine, we have the whole bottle here,” he pushed the glass to your lips and you drank from it, some of the liquid trailing down your chin.

You wiped it with your ring finger, licking it off afterwards, all while you could sense Abbacchio boring holes into you. Was it your imagination or did he lick his lips? God, you wanted to die from shame. After a while of looking mindlessly at the TV, you swallowed your heart and decided it was just bold enough to drape your arm over the man's right shoulder, given he had done the same and still had his hand on you- now running circles on the exposed skin there?! Contrary to you, he never once bothered to pretend he was paying attention to whatever sappy rom-com was playing on the television; his eyes never left you.

When it became unbearable, you turned around to face him and you swear your heart almost leapt out of your throat. He was staring at you with half-lidded eyes, getting close enough for your breaths to mingle once you looked at him. He smelled like wine, lavender and that characteristic smell that screamed ‘'Abbacchio’. If you didn't know better, you would think he wanted to devour you. You could barely keep yourself from trembling, which he apparently found amusing.

Sadist.

"Do I make you that nervous, tesoro?” he gave you a devilish grin, the pet name making you imperceptibly clench your thighs together. Just how drunk was he?

"Ah, it's- it's nothing, the alcohol does it to me sometimes. Man, is it just me or has it gotten very hot in here?" You started blabbering.

"And this movie is for the trash, when I say nowadays, they-" You froze in place, mouth hanging agape.

"L-Leone?" You choked out.

Abbacchio had just... he had leaned in and placed a sensual kiss at the side of your neck. He then spoke into your skin, sending shivers throughout your body.

"Is it true what Mista told me? That you have feelings for me, mm?"

At that moment, you felt all blood drain from your face.

"That bastard! I'm going to kill him!!" You yelled, betrayed and utterly embarrassed.

You thought your secret was safe with your best friend. You were wrong.

That was all the confirmation Abbacchio needed. He slammed his lips on yours and kissed you with unparalleled hunger. When he slipped his tongue inside your mouth you lost your mind.

"Do you have. Any idea. What you've been doing to me. All this time? You brat,” He spoke against you between desperate kisses.

You moaned into his mouth, you couldn't believe this was really happening, after all the times you had fantasized about it. Pulling back, you panted against him.

"I had no idea, Leone," you grabbed both sides of his face with your palms, your thumbs stroking his cheekbones.

"Of course, you didn't, you clueless bitch," He breathed into your ear, leaving a long lick on it.

You whined and involuntarily bucked against his clothed erection.

With this, he pushed your back down on the couch, climbing on top of you and locking his hips around yours, making sure his groin was right above your sensitive area. He bit down at the tender flesh of your neck, eliciting a yelp from you, then proceeded to lick the whole area until your chest, shifting his gaze to you when leaving particularly long lips, all while his hands began exploring under your shirt, squeezing here and there.

"Ah!" You pulled at his long hair when he sucked on a rather delicate spot.

"Fuck (y/n), do that again," He said breathlessly, looking at you with hazy eyes.

So, you pulled again, harder this time, and he grinded against you with a groan.

"You filthy puttana,” he licked the front your throat and grazed his teeth on it, making you arch your head back into the cushions in pleasure. "I'm going to fuck the living daylights out of you, okay? Tell me to go away and I will, right this moment, but if you say you want this there's no going back. I'll fucking destroy you."

You almost felt yourself come undone right then and there from his words alone.

"Please, Leone. I- I need you,” you pulled him impossibly closer to you from the back of his head.

"P-Please.”

"Say no more."

And fuck the living daylights out of you he did.

He took his time undressing himself, visibly satisfied by you all but drooling at the sight of his chiselled body full on display, before returning his focus on you. He tore away everything with calculated motions, licking and biting at every inch of your exposed skin. At last, Abbacchio settled between your legs. You bit your lip in anticipation as he was so close to where you needed him most. He placed bites and kisses on the insides of your upper thighs, letting out a dark chuckle at how your legs were already trembling.

"Seriously bambina? We haven't even started yet."

Not being able to handle the teasing any longer you tugged at his hair, guiding him upwards. He complied with a hum, finally placing his mouth on your clit. The way he licked and sucked it as if his life depended on it, worked your pussy with his long fingers and growled on you every time you pulled his hair, had you coming in what felt like seconds. If he had any strands of hair after this was over it would be a wonder.

"L-Leone!! That felt... amazing," you were left a panting, whining mess beneath him.

Completely at his mercy and you wouldn't have it any other way.

You grabbed his hand and slid his fingers in your mouth. It only left him wanting to feel that pretty tongue of yours twirling around his throbbing member even more, if that was possible.

Abbacchio hovered over you.

"Ready?" he spoke into your ear, his lilac lips brushing the shell.

"I've never been more ready in my life" you laughed and he couldn't help but laugh as well.

You shut your eyes, both your breaths hitching in your throats as he entered you. You opened your eyes to see him breathing heavily on top of you and it was the sexiest thing you had ever seen. You were about to spur him on when he spoke up.

"(Y/n)," You were taken aback by his serious tone and him staring deep into your eyes, genuine concern written on his face "Even with everything I said before, don't hesitate to tell me to slow down or stop if you feel uncomfortable, okay? The last thing | want is to hurt you."

His words were an instant meltdown for your heart. Your lips quivered and you couldn't stop the tears from running down your eyes.

"T-Thank you. Don't worry, I will. No need to hold back."

"Oh, Tesoro," he kissed your wet cheeks

"I'll make sure the next time you cry will be because of pleasure instead.”

And with that, he thrust into you, ripping out a scream from your throat. You were glad you two were alone in the house with all the moans and grunts you each let out every time Abbacchio slammed into you, and in the living room no less.

The man's bruising pace and the absolute filth he whispered in your ear- every time he called you a ‘puttana’ you felt like you ascended- had you unravelling beneath him, him following soon after. You swore you saw stars- no, the whole galaxy.

You laid there for a while, waiting to calm down. You were the first to move, pushing Abbacchio- who seemed to be in a daze- from you so you could kneel down on the floor before him. His eyes widened with lust at the implications of your actions, you not being far behind yourself. You almost salivated at the treat that was a breath away from your face. God, you wanted to eat him up. And eat him up you would.

You looked up at him with an oh-so-innocent face and once he gave you an eager nod- not before gulping- you began your feast.

After you adjusted to his length in your mouth -he was a big man- he began manhandling the shit out of you; grabbing your hair hard, using your mouth and throat solely for his pleasure, bucking into you hard, not to mention you had your life squeezed out of you from his thighs. Tears were streaming down your face and you were turned on once again from feeling the man in all his glory, a moaning mess yet dominant as ever.

As you felt his thrusts getting sloppier and his cock spasming around your lips, signalling he was close, you pulled away, thinking it would be fun to edge him. Wrong move.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing (y/n)?” He growled.

"Hmmm dunno,” you placed your ring finger on your lips, pretending to be deep in thought. "Might've changed my- ah!" You were cut off mid-sentence as he yanked you close to his face by your hair, his hot puffs of air making you light-headed.

"Whore," He snarled. Gritted teeth and dishevelled silver hair sticking on his forehead with sweat, Abbacchio was a sight to behold. You left a long lick at the front of his neck, sucking at where his Adam's apple was and he threw his head back with a grunt. He was shivering. The control you had over him now, even if it would be proved to be short-lived, was intoxicating.

"Tell me something | don't know," You mumbled against his skin, humming.

"Don't fuck with me, (y/n). You're gonna pay for it later and you're not gonna like it one bit. I'll make you scream so hard your throat will be sore for days. If I'm generous enough you might even walk after weeks" he grabbed you again, spitting venom in your ears.

"Mmm is that a threat or a promise, Leone?" you brushed his bottom lip with your thumb. "Besides, if you want it that much, why don't you show it to me, caro?” You gave a few lazy strokes to his dick, noticing the way his breath hitched in his throat.

"Instead of talking shit, use that pretty mouth of yours to suck me off."

You chuckled, realising that was the most you would get out of Leone Abbacchio. For now, at least. He was lucky you wanted him as much as he wanted you, if not more. You sank to your knees, taking him in. You weren't one to leave a job half-finished, anyway. As soon as he released in your mouth, some of his cum dripping down your chest, he grabbed you and threw you back on the couch, caging your sides with his arms, a smirk making its way on his face.

"Playtime's over, principessa."

His mouth crushed on yours and he enveloped you in a heated kiss, devouring your lips and leaving you breathless. His boner was poking your thigh and you wondered how it was possible for a man to remain hard for so long, not that you were complaining. It must've been a result of all the pent-up frustration he had built up over the course of him crushing on you, a fact your mind had yet to process. He hooked your left ankle over his shoulder, gazing at your body up and down while licking his lips. The rest was history.

You didn't know how long you were going at each other but one thing was certain: when you first approached him it was a little after midnight, now the sun was almost beginning to set.

You had done anything your dirty minds managed to scheme. Him being on top of you, taking you from behind- he even let you ride him once, only once though, since he had taken an oath to thoroughly and utterly destroy you. Abbacchio was a man of his word, after all. You lost it when at one point he had gotten out Moody Blues, letting him fuck you while you tugged at the cushions, full on sobbing from the accumulated overstimulation. He joined his stand shortly after.

You collapsed on the man laying down on the couch, exhausted.

"Oh my god Leone, that was... Fuck, you are amazing," you buried your face in his chest, steading your breathing.

"I've never felt better in my entire life.”

He draped an arm around your shoulders, stoking your scalp with the other. Judging by the faint glint in his eyes, you knew he felt the same.

After downing the rest of the alcohol, you laid back down, limbs entangled and chests pressed together, drifting off to a much-needed pressed together, enveloped by the warmth of a blanket you found nearby.

You had to thank Mista in the morning.

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esha-isboogara · 2 years

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perv! leone

i am a disgusting person but if i’m honest i feel 0 shame-this one is a bit short

i did a few others as well !! jotaro & joseph & dio & kakyoin & bruno & rohan

♡dark content !! period sex mentioned ??

☆perv leone who can’t keep his cool when you’re around because those outfits that trish lets you borrow does things to him.

☆perv leone who loves watching you fight because the way your body moves turns him on.

☆perv leone who scares other boys off from talking to you. he does it for your own good y/n. these boys don't want anything but sex from you, he is protecting you from a broken heart.

☆perv leone who was thrilled when bruno brought you back and ever more so when he finds out you’re 19. so fragile and easy to manipulate.

☆perv leone who helps you comb your hair out after you shower. partly because he wants to be nice and partly so he can touch your soft skin and take in your fresh scent.

☆perv leone who loves laundry day. he always volunteers to do it and no one complains. better him than them right ? he always goes through and picks out your prettiest panties and cutest shirts. anything that smells like you. he takes it to his room and keeps it for a bit, sleeps with it on his pillow and uses it for his more lewd needs. after a few weeks he will wash them and act shocked when you find it in the laundry.

☆perv leone who gets giddy when you start your period. you’re always so emotional and he’s quick to comfort you. holding you close to his chest and stoking your hair. he’s always happy to go on errands for you and get all your favorite foods. he doesn’t mind a little blood. he will fuck the cramps away <3

☆perv leone always follows you on your solo missions. he has to make sure you’re safe. and maybe he gets to see a bit of your naked body ;)

☆perv leone who gets hard when you eat sweets in front of him. the way you lick your lips and softly groan to yourself about how good it is. god he wants to know how your lips feel against his. how your tongue would feel against his member

☆perv leone who uses his stand for his benefit. if he likes that outfit you’re wearing he’ll have moody blues use it’s power to show him ur again and again. he feels so guilty afterwards but does it again and again.

#this was was so much shorter than i wanted it to be #emo dad #i am such a sucker for guys like him #long hair #dark makeup #painted nails !?#it gets no better than that #i am so down bad #abbacchio smut #leone abbacchio #abbacchio x reader #dark content #tw he’s a perv #perv!leone #jjba smut #jjba part 5 #anime x reader #jjba x reader #esha writes

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bruabbasbellaragazza · 2 years

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That Damn Café [MM4F, MM4NB, MM4GNC]

synopsis: bruno and abbacchio punish you after a gang meeting.

mdni 18+: polyamory, established relationship,(slight) daddy kink, degredation (abba), praise (bruno), brat taming, use of nicknames (pretty, baby, princess, girl, slut, whore, & bitch), dry humping, choking, slight voyeurism, fingering, edging, love bites, breast play, spit play, slight masturbation, cum play, cum eating, (implied) breeding, dumbification, face fucking, dacryphilia, reverse cowgirl, double penetration, over stimulation, rough sex, (i hope that’s all the tags😭)

pairing: bruno x abbacchio x reader (afab, fem presenting, non-binary[usage of they/them pronouns])

note: this is my first piece pls be nice😭. also, i was very horny making this cuz i hadn’t engaged in hankey pankey for like a WEEK cuz i was w/ family🥲 apologies for the filth, i need to touch grass.

word count: 2.9k

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the bucci gang meetings have just been WAAAAY to long today. i mean the meetings are usually this long, but there’s something about today that just took everyone out. the day’s almost over but y’all are still at this damn café and your mind is playing tricks on you. nirancia’s starting to seem like a genius, fugo’s being less violent today, mista’s dead silent, and girono’s just asleep at this point.

but bruno and abbacchio? they start looking a little tew fine. they’re already gorgeous, but it’s something about you being tired and bored out of your mind that’s letting explicit thoughts enter your mind about your beloved boyfriends. until of course you decide tht this meeting can get a little *spiced up*

sitting in the chair between the two men, you start getting a little more clingy. starting with abbacchio, you “mindlessly” put your hand on his upper, inner thigh, and lay your head on his shoulder. this sudden touch made him perk up and look down at you. “you okay bella?” he said with adoring eyes. “yea, i’m just a little tired, that’s all.” you say snuggling even more into him, with your hand moving farther up his thigh.

you could hear him start to breathe a little harder the closer ur hand got to his clothed buldge. your head was also closer to his neck now, so you took that to your advantage and placed a little peck there. nothing too serious, but enough for him to fully grasp what you were trying to do.

his face started to turn a little red, as he makes a little cough to keep his composure as you start to palm him through his clothes. “oh so you want to act like a slut today huh?” he says under his breath making sure no one can hear. he puts a firm grasp on your wrist and looks at you with a glare as you give him a devious smirk in response. then his eyes shift and look at bruno to give him a signal.

you knew you were done for when he gave bruno that look. being that bruno was in the middle of speaking to everyone (who is barely paying attention at this point), he gives you a glare as he finishes his sentence. suddenly, to your surprise, he wraps up his lecture. you knew it was gonna be a long night if bruno ended a meeting early, so you pull away from abbacchio and try your best to put on your “good girl” attitude for the ride home. but you knew you were fucked no matter how hard you tried to hide what you just did.

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at the house

when the whole gang got back to the house, everyone disbursed into their rooms to relax for the rest of the day. you made your way quickly to your room making sure to avoid eye contact with bruno or abba and get out of their *possible* reach.

making it successfully to your room, 10 mins pass, then 20 pass so you think your in the clear until you get a text on your phone from bruno

“come into my room princess.”

the first word tht came to mind was ‘shit!’ but then your realized… “ain’t this kinda what i wanted anyways?” so accepting your fate, you respond and make your way upstairs to bruno’s room.

when you get to the door, you knock and bruno greets you at the door. “ciao mia bella principessa”, he says. “hi baby!” you say nervous as hell with a slight tone of precaution in your voice.

“so what was going on in the café today?” he asks. still trying to be oblivious, you go ahead and say that you were tired, which isn’t entirely false, then say you were just “resting on abba’s shoulder” while looking up with puppy eyes at the 6’1 man in front of you.

“you wanna tell him what else you were doing?”

you jump at abba’s deep voice behind you, because you knew you got caught. but you finally got what you wanted. you sandwiched between your gorgeous 6’1 capo boyfriend and your hunk 6’2 ex-cop boyfriend.

“but i didn’t do anything!” you snap back in a bratty tone.

all the sudden, abbacchio closes the door behind you, leans his back against it and pulls your back into him with his hands on both sides of your hips. “so not only are you a whore, your a liar too is that right bella” he says as he presses his hard buldge into your ass. “if you didn’t do anything, why am i hard right now hmm?”

you immediately get turned on feeling him behind you. “i don’t know? maybe i’m just that irresistible that you get off on just the sight of me. something you’re to scared to admit baby” you say smiling back at him in a bratty tone but are immediately snatched of your talking rights when abba places a rough hand around your throat and forces you to face bruno.

“oh mia dolce bella ragazza, if you wanted to be fucked so bad you should’ve just said so. now we have to punish you principessa” bruno says while he walks towards you caging you in with abba still behind you. he lifts up your chin like he’s going to kiss you but goes right past and brings his lips to abbacchio’s. while you turn you head to watch the sultry scene before you, you massage bruno’s cock and continue to roll your hips on abba, all three of you letting out little moans.

as bruno pulls away, a string of saliva connects the two’s lips and they both give you a dangerous look. bruno saw the desperation in your eyes and pulled your mouth into his. as you two are sloppily making out, abbacchio releases his hand off your throat and pulls up your skirt to reveal your sopping wet, black, lace panties. a set both bruno and abba enjoyed seeing you get ruined in.

“already a mess for us after all that teasing huh? what if i just-“, and in one motion, abba moves your panties to the side and sticks two digits in, immediately rubbing your sweet spot from the inside while abusing your neck with marks.

you moaned into bruno’s mouth and he used that as access to push his tongue into your mouth as he brought his hands up your back to undo your terrible excuse for a shirt(those head scarf shirts that you tie in the back!).

“hmmmm” they both hum in unison at the sight of your bare breasts out. your nipples hardened by the cold air. bruno wastes no time in massaging them with both hands as he violates your mouth.

in your head you already learned your lesson. you’re already reaching your peak by bruno and abba stimulating everything at once mixed with the lewd noises of abba’s fingers moving in and out of your wet cunt, arousal dripping on the floor and down your leg already and the pretty moans escaping both of them.

abbacchio feels your walls pulsate, letting him know your about to cum then- “bruno, stop” abbacchio says.

you snap back, breathless and drunk off of your two boyfriends already. you cant even say anything but your needy eyes do all the talking.

“you look so beautiful like this princess-” bruno says taking a step back to admire you. “but dirty sluts like you don’t deserve to cum until we say so” abba says as he takes his fingers out of you and shoves them down your throat, ordering you to suck his fingers clean.

Bruno then proceeds to walk over to the edge of his bed, still standing up he motions for you and abba to meet him. “get on your knees baby” he says. and you obliged looking up at him as he pets your head.

“since our pretty girl is being disrespectful today i think we should ruin that little throat of theirs so they can’t talk back. what do you think abbacchio?” he says still keeping eye contact with you and he grazes his thumb over your supple bottom lip.

“i agree. i think our pretty little bitch needs a punishment” abba replies looking down at you.

soon enough, you hear the click of both their belts and see their pants and briefs drop to their ankles along with the rest of their suits coming off and then pushing everything to the other side of the room.

not only were their bodies toned like greek gods, both your men were PACKING. Bruno on the longer side while abbacchio on the girthy side. nonetheless they both knew how to ruin you in more ways than one. bruno applies more pressure to your bottom lip, forcing your mouth to open up for him. he spits in your mouth “fuck you’re so pretty mama. can you swallow for me?” you don’t even hesitate and down his saliva with the quickness.

“look at the pretty little slut doing what their told” abbacchio says with his hands tangled in your hair, forcing you to look up at him. abbacchio spits but this time not for your mouth, it’s to add some slick for bruno’s cock while he pumps his length.

that scene had your mind going beserk. all you wanted to do now was make your two men feel good.

with the hand that’s in your hair, abbacchio aligns your mouth with bruno’s pink tip. you open your mouth slightly to try and tease bruno a little, but abba continues to push until the entire shaft isn’t even visible, making you choke. tears leave your ducts and bruno let’s out a moan from the warm sensation of you wrapped around him. “fuuuuck baby you feel so good” he moans and you hum while his length is inside you, stimulating him.

bruno and abba are enamored by how pretty you look beneath them like this. you stay still for a while until abba starts to bob your head back and forth on bruno’s cock, the sight making abbacchio’s member stiffen up even more. “why don’t you put those pretty hands to work baby?” abbacchio says while bruno is lost in pleasure.

hearing your side conversation, bruno takes it upon himself to slick up abbacchio for you. after he spits on his cock, you bring your hand up to pump abbacchio’s member.

“you’re so needy pumping us both at once. letting us use you like a dirty fucking sex toy. huh bella,” abbacchio moans out. just you doing this much is enough for them to want to reward you for being such a good girl for them and taking your punishment so well.

bruno uses his free hands to pull abbacchio into another kiss. this one is even better than before. you get to see your boyfriends moaning into each other’s mouths with each sloppy kiss as you pleasure them.

there’s so many noises going on. the lewd noises of your mouth taking bruno in and the wet noises of abbacchio’s precum being spread all over him. to the high pitched moans coming from all three of you. any outsider would be touching themselves just from the beautiful sounds you all are making.

this sight lasts a few more moments until bruno feels his release starting to come on. he pulls away from the kiss with abba and has both hands on the back of your head. bobbing ur head up and down, fast, using your mouth like a flesh light. “princepessa i’m gonna fucking cum down that slutty throat of yours and you’re gonna swallow every last drop. alright baby” he says as he’s charging into you back and forth. all you could do is let out a “mmmmm” in response and soon you feel his hot release coat your throat after a few more strokes.

in the meantime, abbacchio takes in this sight by pumping his own length since bruno took you over. watching his gorgeous slut of a partner take his pretty boyfriend in like that was enough to send him over the edge as he touched himself.

bruno released his length from your mouth “such a good bella ragazza” he moaned as he rubbed his cock all over you lips. bruno then brought you up to take in the taste of him on your tongue and it was blissful. when he finished tasting you, he finally sat down on the edge of the bed, taking off your skirt and lace panties, and placed you in his lap so that you could face abbacchio while also pinning your hands behind your back.

“mmm baby you thought your punishment was over? it’s daddy’s turn to fuck that abused throat now” abbacchio coos.

“t-too m-much” you whine barely able to speak.

“aww pretty baby’s so dickmatized, that they’re too dumb to form a sentence.” abbacchio says with a smirk and bruno lets out a little chuckle. “but since you’ve been taking your punishment so well, we just might reward you principessa, bruno says while layering kisses on your neck and collar bone.

still pumping himself, abbacchio gets closer to you and inserts himself into your mouth making your throat go through round two. like bruno, abbacchio abused your throat thrusting in and out till tears sent your mascara running down your face. this time tho abbacchio had an idea. when he felt like he was close he took himself out.

bruno let’s go of your hands behind your back and widens your legs so your feet are planted on the bed and your glistening pussy is on display. he then grabs ahold of your waist.

“instead of cumming in your throat i wanna cum on that slutty little pussy of yours.” abbacchio states as he pumps himself. he then aligns his cock with your pussy and rubs his dick up and down your folds. making you squirm in bruno’s hands. the sensation of abba’s tip brushing against your clit. almost made you go brain dead at that point. your creamy juices coating his cock as he moves up and down, moaning with every movement, until finally abba’s thick white substance spurts everywhere. on your stomach, breasts, and most importantly your pretty pussy. the cumin that didn’t land on your heat, was wiped off with your free hand which you then brought to your mouth, and licked clean all while keeping eye contact.

“you’re gonna drive me insane baby. i think our pretty little bitch deserves to be rewarded now dont’cha think capo?” he says rubbing his cum in.

“oh they definitely get to cum now” bruno says in your ear. he then uses one hand to make circles around your throbbing cunt. “but before you do, you have to beg for it mama” he says

“c-capo p-please i-i need y-you b-both to fill m-me up” you say with desperation in your hoarse throat.

“goddamn, you’re so perfect baby even with a hoarse throat” bruno coos behind you.

lifting you up by your waist, bruno coats his dick in yours and abba’s juices by rubbing against your folds for lube, aligns himself with your back door and seats you back down on his lap. the beautiful noises you let out make bruno shower you in kisses while abbacchio comes up and aligns himself with your front entrance. another lewd moan escapes your lips as you feel both your boyfriends inside of you at the same time. stretching your tight holes out.

you don’t even know words anymore, you can only make sounds as bruno and abbacchio move in and out of you in unison, hitting every sweet spot you could’ve had in mind. the pain mixed with pleasure was just the thing you wanted since the beginning of the day.

loud moans from you and your men filling up the room as you three all feel each other at once. the slapping noises of your ass hitting bruno’s lap and abbacchio slamming into you at the same time.

“looks like one little thing’s missing some attention” abba notices how pretty and lonely your clit looks and starts to rub circles with his thumb. this only intensified the feeling for you. this whole thing started off as punishment and ended up with your men making you cum the hardest you ever had. your juices started to mix with theirs, creamy rings forming around the base of both of their cocks. that pit in your stomach was getting bigger and bigger.

grunts, groans, and moans filling the air making you reach your release. “c-cumming p-please” you attempt to say.

“cum on us beautiful while we fill up ur holes”

“that’s right baby. your little pussy is so perfect”

“cum b-baby. c’mon” they say back and forth until all three at the same time make loud noises that fill up the room. everyone riding out their highs with each other.

finally everything’s calmed down. heavy breathing from the three of you fills the room as you all snap back to reality. you all are sprawled out on top of each other. cuddling and kissing each other until you all finally fall asleep from being tired. all because of that meeting at that damn café.

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tags: @darwh on deviantart

#bruno bucciarati #abbacchio leone #bruno x reader #abbacchio x reader #bruno x abbacchio x reader #bruabba x reader #bruno smut #bruno bucciarati smut #abbacchio smut #jjba #jjba part 5 #jjba smut #bucciarati gang #bruabba smut

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anemptypuddingcup · 4 months

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I damn near went too far w this one and almost made it a short, Abbacchio brain rot is kicking my ass just like Bruno-

“I want you to deflower me! Take away my pureness!”

It was hard to get Abbacchio’s attention. You were probably too sweet and quiet for him, too delicate and ripe for him to be interested in you. You felt that since you were a virgin, it wasn’t right to ask a man for such help. Asking your crush to deflower you was like asking to willingly swallow a handful of nails.

Though it wouldn’t hurt to try and confess to him, would it. Any time could be the right time.

So of course you decided to ask when you two were assigned on a mission together. It was the perfect moment and the perfect time. It was now or never.

“A-Abbacchio…” You called out to him and he reacted immediately, turning his head towards you while his hair swayed slightly in response. “Hm? What is it?” He asked, quirking a brow to you while you stood there nervously. You felt yourself beginning to freeze up but you swallowed it down and kept going.

“M-May I tell you something…?” You asked, looking away while you waffled your fingers together. Abbacchio shows interest and tilts his head before giving you a little smile. “I’m listening girlie. What is it that you want to tell me?” He asked you.

“I…I have a crush on you and…I was wondering if you could…um…” You trail off but looking at Abbacchio’s shocked expression forces you to finish.

“C-Could you maybe um…deflower me…?”

“W-What?-“

“C-Can you pop my cherry Abbacchio? I want you to take away my virginity.”

Abbacchio presses his hand to his mouth in shock and you felt your heart sink. It was taking him too long to answer.

“P-Please? You’re the only one I wanted ask…”

You had began to lose hope, but that wasn’t until he leaned in closer to your ear with a smile.

“If you want me to, I’ll pop your cherry for you pretty girl.” He whispers to you.

You perk up his words and he grabs your pretty little hand before pulling you along with with him. “A-Abbacchio!-“ You called out to him and he just stayed silent with that sweet smirk across his face.

“Let’s just make a little pit stop pretty girl.” He says slyly, his purple-neon green eyes staring down into yours

☆ ☆ ☆

“O-Oh g-goodness!~ T-This feelsh s-sho good!~” Your words were slurred as you held on tight to Abbacchio, his thrusts deep and filled with as much love as you could take. His groans were deep and heavy just like his thrusts, but he was making sure that you could feel everything.

You felt how he ate your pussy clean before he tore into your cunt. You felt how he pushed and tore your hymen with a deep and heavy moan. You felt how wonderful he kissed you and how his lipstick marks coated and covered your face along with his drool.

It was this pure love that you wanted and needed from him.

“Say it for me, oh god say it for me.”

Abbacchio shoved his cock deeper inside of your virgin pussy while you moan out loudly in both pain and pleasure. His cock hits the right spot but yet he had to be careful as to not hurt you so badly since he was popping your cherry.

This was his form of love and you were somewhat forced to take it from him, not that you didn’t love it and asked for it anyway. He loves you so much but he just didn’t know how to express it, and he didn’t know how to tell you at first. You’re happy to give him your first, ecstatic even. This beautiful and broad man above you stuffing your pussy full with his thick cock was like absolute heaven for you.

“I-I love it so much, t-thank you for this Abbaccio~” You gasp out, those words making him shudder with delight. He bites his bottom lipstick-coated lip and huffs out as he pulls you farther down his length, a little bulge being prominent within your lower tummy. “Good girl~ Do you love my cock? Are you happy that I’ve popped your cherry for you?” He asked, huffing out while a moan spills out after.

A whine spills from you lips as you stared into Abbacchio’s eyes with love while he hits your g-spot once again. You peek down at your pussy which was littered with purple lipstick marks and coated in Abbaccio’s own saliva. “Y-Yes~ I-I’m so happy you’ve popped my cherry~ I-It feels so good to be fucked by you~” You admit shamelessly, making Abbacchio chuckle in response.

“You’re so fucking naughty for someone who just got their cherry popped by their crush’s fat dick~” Abbacchio snickered. “I-It feels so good~ A-Abbacchiooo~” You mewl out, you legs wrapping tight around his hips while you whimper from the overwhelming pleasure.

#puddingsentenceshorts #jojos bizarre adventure #jojo’s bizarre adventure #jojo no kimyou na bouken #jojo bizarre adventure smut #jojos bizzare adventure golden wind #jojo part 5 #leone abbacchio #jjba abbacchio #abbacchio x reader

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berylcups · 8 days

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Abbacchio x Reader :drabbles

“Just Friends”

Cw: drinking, dubious consent? (It’s like tipsy consenting but imma tag it as dubious just in case. Drink wisely lovelies 🍷) also this is OOC AF but for it’s myself indulgence lol MINOR DNI

Notes: here’s some drabbles from my storage. Hopefully this will keep y’all full until I got my other work completed. Let’s just say there’s some cuck fuckery going on mwahaha 💜 Beryl

Y/N was the 2nd to last addition to Bucciaratis' team. They were quiet,and reserved. They didn’t like to talk much so it was a breath of fresh air for Abbacchio. The last thing he needed was another talkative brat to annoy him. He did find them to be a little suspicious…of course it turned out they just had social anxiety.

The rowdy boys would scare Y/N back into their shell and they’d stop opening up for a while. Much to bucciaratis dismay he would have to scold the others into behaving properly so Y/N felt comfortable enough to open up and bond with the rest of the team.

What’s a way for Y/N to loosen up? Alcohol of course. Specifically wine. The team was celebrating another win for taking down a rivaling group in their territory. It was past hours at the restaurant so they all drank and ate as much as their hearts desired. Now all that’s left is Abbacchio and Y/N. Y/N is much more relaxed and talkative when they are tipsy. They 're pretty fun to be around!

“Prosecco? Pfft you’re a lightweight and a wine newbie.” Abbacchio teased.

“I only like what tastes sweet. The dry stuff makes my face pucker and upsets my stomach.” Y/N stuck their tongue out.

“Of course it upsets your stomach. You’re drinking it way too fast. You’re supposed to sip it.” He snickered. “ Here, try some of mine with the dark chocolate since you like sweet things so much.” He offered his glass to them and they took a sip and ate a piece of chocolate.

“Hmm…tastes better this time .” Y/N said concentrating on the flavors lingering in their mouth.

“See? I told you it’s better when you drink it slowly. Now you don’t have to rely on those cheap newbie wines anymore.” He said acting smug.

“Yeah but… I still like the sweeter one better .” Y/N teased.

“ You uncultured brat.” He chuckled.

Abbacchio was surprised to find someone that he could genuinely get along with. This was the first time Y/N truly bonded with any of the team. When sober, Y/N was still a little shy and pretty reserved but around Abbacchio they felt completely at ease. They were low key about it but they became close friends.

When Y/Ns CD player stopped working they were pretty frustrated. He offered one of his ear buds to listen to his music. This raised a few eyebrows, abbacchio never shared his music before.

You two had an evening ritual that just seemed to develop on its own where you would be the last ones up at night. You both enjoyed each other’s company and the comforting silence that came with it. Just drinking wine and listening to music. An occasional conversation would eventually pop up whenever he felt the need to say something.

“You should really stop biting your nails Y/N. It’s a bad habit and can cause nail damage.” Abbacchio would gently scold. “ Let me paint your nails. That will help you curb your habit. I think this color would look good on you.” He held your hands and filed your nails to an even length. Feeling how soft and small your hands are compared to his larger ones made him feel some sort of way… he never felt a feeling like this before. Is this what love is? No way, you wouldn’t like someone like him. Better suppress those feelings. He doesn’t realize how his low confidence is blinding what he’s seeing in front of them. He can’t see that you like him just as much but lack the confidence yourself as well.

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When Giorno joined he saw how quickly you went back into your shell again. Great- we made all this progress and this brat waltzes in and fucks everything up. You always clam up around new people and get shaky. He’ll gently place his hand over yours under the privacy of the table to calm you down. He’s gonna put you at ease by doing an old party trick…perfect for tea parties. You completely forgot about your anxiety seeing him put his back to you and hear him pissing into the teapot.

“You gotta be shitting me…” You thought in shock.

“Here… I hope you enjoy it. I made it myself.” He said deadpan to the newbie.

“?!” They clasped a hand over their mouth to keep themselves from bursting out laughing. They could feel the tears beginning to prick their eyes.

Of course your laughter would turn to horror when you see the young blonde down the “special tea” like it was his first drink he’s had in days.

Giorno would be a hindrance to your peace of mind but if it wasn’t for him, Abbacchio wouldn’t feel the desperate need to hold onto you tighter.

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“Eggplant parmigiana again Y/N? You don’t wanna try anything new? Here, try my Pasta alla Genovese. You’ll like it I promise.” He knew you were afraid of trying new things in case you didn’t like it and end up offending someone. He didn’t really understand the fear of offending someone but he knew it was just how your personality is. You were considerate of everyone and he thought that endearing but could also be a hindrance to you.

He pushed his plate closer to you so you could get a forkful, and you hesitantly put it in your mouth. He was right! It was delicious, you kinda regret not getting it.

“Wow you were right. That is good. It’s super meaty.” You said covering your full mouth while talking.

“I’ll give you half of mine if you give me half of yours.” He offered.

“Yessssss” You said excitedly.

“But you can only drink Chianti.” He smirked

“ fine— you wine snob.” You huffed pretending to be annoyed.

“Hey- how about sharing with us huh? Give me half of half your Genovese and you can have half of half of my fagioli!” Narancia complained.

“Shut u-“Abbacchio says before getting cut off by a fuming Fugo.

“Half of half?! Don’t you mean a QUARTER?! Have you LEARNED NOTHING?! you STUPID BASTARDO!.”Fugo blew a gasket and stabbed Narancias with a fork…again.

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You have a habit of falling asleep during long travels and you always somehow end up with your head on Abbacchios shoulder knocked out like a log. The smell of his shampoo and his cologne blend together perfectly and listening to the music he shares just puts you into another world where you forget about being crammed in a van with a bunch of rowdy boys.

“Aww aren’t you sweet letting Y/N sleep on you like that!” Mista teased. “You both look adorable ~”

“Shut the fuck up. You’re gonna wake them up and we’re just friends.” He gave Mista and the rest of the giggling crew the middle finger.

“…just friends…” you repeated in your sleep.

“Suuuuurrrreee buddy.” Mista teased as he gave him the finger guns and a cheesy ass wink.

“Get bent.” Abbacchio proceeded to throw an empty water bottle at him for that.

“…Are we there yet..?” You yawn, squinting your eyes as you adjust to the light.

“Not even close…” he growls. “ just go back to sleep. Y/N.”

Abbacchio gives Mista a scornful look that could kill him.

“H-hey don’t look at me like that! You throwing shit is what woke them up!” Mista said, trying not to fuel Abbacchios anger further.

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It was another night of you two drinking together but you decided to take it up into his bedroom for some privacy since a couple were still up playing video games in the living room. You were admiring the amount of makeup he has.

“You always know how to look so nice. I don’t even know how to put the stuff on other than foundation and mascara.” You sheepishly confessed .

“You have a nice natural look. But if you’d like I can show you how to use some of mine to change it up a bit. I have a few lipstick colors that would look amazing on you” he said getting some makeup off his makeup vanity.

His hand was gentle when he held your face, his ametrine eyes felt like they were staring directly into your soul as he applied the eyeliner on your face. You could feel your face getting red from the intense eye contact, his eyes were so gorgeous. You have never seen a 2 toned eye color before.

“If your eyes are hooded it’s best to go with a thinner line so it doesn’t smudge…” he said, focusing on the other eye now. “You can go thicker if you want but you need to wait a little bit to make sure it dries.”

“Okay…” was all you could mutter out. Him being so close made you get a little shy again like when you first met.

He wanted to keep staring into your pretty eyes, they were hypnotizing up close but he had to break contact to get out the lipstick.

It was your favorite color and it compliments your skin tone well. Looking at your lips as he put it on you was giving him impulsive thoughts. The way he instructed you to pout your lips made you look so kissable. His mind went into autopilot mode, he moved closer to you and you did the same. He kept staring at your perfectly colored lips and gently brushed his lavender ones against yours.

“Shit!” He realized what he did and jumped back and started apologizing profusely.

“I’m so sorry I didn’t mean to do that—I’m kinda drunk so I’m not thinking straight-“

You cut him off by kissing him back.

“?!” If it wasn’t for his full coverage foundation his entire face would be red.

“You’re fine.”you say. “I…uh… kinda always wanted to do that.“ you confessed looking away sheepishly. “I really like you a lot .”

“Oh? And you kept this from me all this time?” He said trying to regain his confidence.

“And you didn’t notice all this time?” You gently teased.

“You brat.” He smirked and roughly pulled you closer to kiss you deeply.

You never did get a good look at how he did with your makeup. Confessing your feelings and making out is much more confidence boosting than a makeover.

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You two decided to be lowkey about your relationship, the last thing you two wanted was to be teased by the others. Also neither of you are a fan of PDA, it just adds unwanted attention and it’s kinda gross having people watch you.

That doesn't mean he doesn’t mean doesn’t make his affection known. Under the privacy of the table he likes to hold your hand. If he’s feeling flirtatious his hand is on your thigh. He'll run his hand up your inner thigh, give a good squeeze and massage it a bit. You have to do everything you can not to blush or just cream yourself.

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At the restaurant he would sneak off with you into the bathroom to have some impromptu alone time. Around you he just gets so needy so easily. He has you against the wall with one of your legs hiked around his hip as he grinds his clothed erection into your crotch. He’s muffling your moans with open mouth kisses and lots of tongue. He always tastes like his favorite wine and with how good he makes you feel it’s like you could get drunk off of his kisses.

He always has to have a handkerchief and an extra tube of lipstick on him to keep both of your little secrets a secret. He’s definitely looking for a transfer proof brand of lipstick for both of you to wear so you don't have to worry about all the smudging. But… seeing his lip prints all over you gets him off hard.

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When you don’t have missions together and you’re spending a few nights apart it’s tough on you both. But distance does make the heart grow stronger, and so does your neediness for him. You both make the best of the situation with what you have. Late night conversations that end up leading to some heavy sexual topics. He texts the lewdest things that you have to go read in private and even touch yourself to due to how graphic he’s being.

“Oh the things I would like to do to you right now... I’d kill just to have you with me.”

“You think you could ride me when I get home? I love watching your cute face as you try to take me all in.”

“ I want to watch your mascara run down your face as I make you cry my name.”

“You think you can take my entire load or do you think it will leak out? The thought of creampie-ing you is making me feral.”

“I can’t wait to get out of this hell hole. These brats are annoying me. The minute I get home I’m going to blow your back out. I swear I’m going to fuck the living hell out of you”

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When you have missions together you make sure to get a room. Bucciarati spares no expense and makes sure that everyone has at least a decent place to stay for the night. You think a nice hotel would have thicker walls but poor Narancia and Fugo did NOT get any sleep that night.

He had you on to your back in a mating press pounding mercilessly into your sopping wet cunt.

“Shit Leone~!”you mewled clinging on to him.

“That’s right bambina. You keep saying my name” he panted while nibbling on your ear.

“Fuck you’re tight… I’m never sharing you. You’re all mine” he growled.

Your feet were hitting the wall as he buried his cock deep into your tight cunt at a brutal pace. He let go of one of your legs and rubbed circles on your clit.

“Oh god~ Leone~ you’re going to make me cum!” You cried as tears ran down your cheeks.

“That’s right- you cum for me. Cum with me!” He grunted.

You felt the warm release inside making you feel pleasantly full. The knot in your belly tightened and legs spasmed, your toes curled, you felt the fire in you intensify and the knot finally snapped.

“Oh fuck~ Leo I’m cumming!” You howled as you arched your back.

You didn’t have time to bask in the afterglow, you both suddenly felt weightless for a brief second and a loud crash. You both broke the hotel bed!

A zip sound came from the door-“ I heard a commotion! Abbacchio are you being attacked?!” Bucciarati burst in and his eyes fell on the both of you and his face went red.

“!!!” You quickly covered your chest with the sheet. “Uh-um….” You couldn’t form any sentences.

“Let me guess…Just friends huh?” Bucciarati teased with a shit eating grin

“Bucciarati…with all due respect-please get the fuck out.” Abbacchio said deadpan trying not to get embarrassed.

“Oh alright… but you’re paying for the damages.” He smirked as he opened the door and left.

So much for keeping everything a secret…

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