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Kinktober Day 13: Dry humping - Jotaro x Reader
Kinktober Masterlist
This one was chosen/voted on by anon, so I hope you likey! You can still go to the Masterlist and vote on what prompt you want on which day :3
I’m sorry that I’ve fallen behind. Rn, I’m just gonna catch up on whatever speed I can manage, given I’ve got an exam coming up. So if it goes into November, that is fine. Just know every single day is coming ;3
CW: gn!reader, drunk (tipsy) sex, dry humping - so not actual sex
Word Count: 1112
Gasping as Jotaro crowded you into his dorm, you stumbled together, a mess of tongue and teeth as his arms encircled your sides, holding you flush against his own body, his legs bumping into yours as you walked.
Squeaking as you nearly tripped, Jotaro cursed, barely able to catch himself and hold you up before he kicked the door shut and swung you around, pushing you up against the wall.
A little whimper left your throat as he immediately pushed his hips into yours, his bulge pressing against your crotch.
The both of you had just come from a frat party neither of you were very interested in, only going to show face and get free booze. It was alright, with the two of you getting a little tipsy and mostly keeping to yourself, people watching; yet the moment your boyfriend had grabbed your hand and signaled to go, you followed.
Both now being tipsy, the walk home hadn’t stayed quiet for very long, with Jotaro’s hands starting to slightly wander on your sides before it all came to a head in the elevator where he practically jumped you, now that you weren’t out in the open anymore. Both of you too horny to care at that point, Jotaro had began to drag you to his dorm while your lips remained locked, where you were now pinned to the wall while he ground down against you.
“Jotaro-“ You mewled breathily, bucking your own hips up into him.
Feeling you grind into his erection, the raven groaned into your mouth, leading his hands down to grip your thighs, pushing his pelvis against yours to pin you against the wall while he lifted your legs so that you could wrap them around his waist.
Gasping at the friction, pleasure shot up your spine as you kept bucking your hips, now using your legs around his waist for leverage.
“Fuck-“ Jotaro gasped, sloppily kissing down your neck where he buried his face, rolling his own hips into yours, needing to feel more while his hands slid to your ass, supporting you.
Desperate and maybe a little more than just tipsy, the two of you humped against each other in the entryway of the dorm room, Jotaro kissing and sucking at your neck while you buried your hand in his hair, lightly tugging which displaced his hat, setting it askew on his head.
Growling slightly as his head was forced back a bit, Jotaro slid his left arm all the way under your ass while his right reached up, grabbing his hat and throwing it to the ground before he lifted you off the wall, his free hand landing on your lower back, making sure you stayed pressed against him.
“Jot-“ You started and the man bit down on your neck, right on your sweet spot, making you whine out as you threw your head back, tightening your hand in his hair.
“Don’t talk.” Jotaro mumbled before walking you through the small space of his dorm, plopping you down on the bed where he immediately climbed on top of you, letting out the softest of moans as he pushed his bulge back down into you, your own breath hitching as the friction returned.
“Don’t stop.” You begged and Jotaro nodded, leaning his head up to crash his lips back into yours while he rolled his hips, your pants scraping against each other.
Even through his and your own pants, you could feel how big Jotaro was, his cock pressing just right against you.
The both of you were panting at this point, desperate and unable to stop.
“I need you, Jotaro, please-“ You whimpered, your hands reaching down to grasp his shirt, to which he obliged, taking it off and showing his toned and well-built torso. Immediately, your hands began to room and Jotaro grunted, his biceps contracting as he reached down to grab the hem of your own shirt, yanking it over your hide – all the while his hips continued to rock into yours.
At this point, your legs were splayed wide, receiving every single second of the friction, your hips wildly bucking up into his with every thrust.
“Y/N, shit-“ Jotaro gasped out, a sheen of sweat appearing on both of your flushed bodies, intensified from both your actions as well as the alcohol.
“Now, please, Jotaro!” You whined loudly, hooking your legs together around his waist, a moan leaving you as you felt an orgasm approach, as embarrassing as that was.
“Come on.” Jotaro whispered into your ear, his voice deep and slightly hoarse in the moment before he kissed you again, pushing his tongue into your mouth to roll it with yours, his hips speeding up as he felt his own climax approaching.
Moaning into his mouth, your stomach felt on fire as sweat gathered at your lower back while you bucked and ground up into Jotaro, your hands now clinging onto his belts, using them to pull him into you.
Groaning deeply against your lips, Jotaro’s eyes fluttered closed as his hips stuttered, shoving them into you hard as he came right there and then.
With his move, you were almost bent in half as your knees were forced to your chest, making Jotaro’s cock push against you in such a way that you couldn’t hold back yourself.
With an embarrassing moan, your climax washed over you with white hot intensity as your back arched.
Rocking into each other, the both of you rode the waves of your orgasm, Jotaro finally breaking the kiss to instead kiss down your neck and to your clavicle where he stopped, panting against your skin as he came down from his high, his eyes closing.
“Good grief, did we really just do that?” He breathed out, trying to catch his breath while you lay there, a small whimper leaving you as the last of your orgasm washed away.
“We’ve had better ideas…” You mumbled before letting out an embarrassed chuckle, covering your face with your hands.
“We should clean up, c’mon.” Jotaro spoke softly, tracing his lips along your skin before pressing a kiss to your cheek. With that, he took initiative and sat back from you, getting off the bed as he then held out a hand for you.
Lifting your hands, you looked at him and then sighed out, nodding with a little smile as you took his hand and let him help you up.
Shirtless and walking awkwardly because of your own cum in your pants, the two of you went to clean up and sober up. And if said process led to another – actual – round, then who was there to complain.
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𖦹 tags black!femreader, dilf!jotaro, age gap (reader is in 20s, jotaro being in his 40s), reader is in college. oral sex (fem reciving), meandom!jotaro, teasing, cursing and squirting?... there’s also an imbalance of power. extremely ooc jotaro & jolyne. dead dove do not eat
𖦹 synopsis You’ve been Jolyne’s close friend for years, but never paid attention to her family. Who would’ve thought that she had a banging hot father?
𖦹 word count 3.5k [about 13 mins]
𖦹 a/n hello! If this blows up, no spoilers about jjba.. i have not watched past part 4 as this is being made, so i am not 100% of how part 5 or 6 has gone on. THANKS!! (also jotaro is in his part 4 outfit. thxx) [story below the cut]
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“So, y/n, are ya comin’ to my apartment later today?” Jolyne asks she puts her stuff in her car. “Maybe... I have to study for my chem final so I don’t know if I can stay for long,” you respond gripping the strap of your bookbag. She gives you are sarcastic frown, whining in response. She puts a hand on your arms, rubbing it up and down gently. “C’monnn… you know.. my dad will be in town for this week.” You furrow your eyebrows. Obviously, you knew about Jolyne’s family, and even been to her house many times, but her father has never been at home. You can’t even recall if you caught a glimpse of her father. You don’t even know his name. You only know her father by ‘Mr. Kujo’.
“I’m shocked, since when did you care about your dad being in town?” You question the bright green-haired girl. Jolyne leans back on her car, making her a bit shorter. “Look, I know I don’t talk about him a lot, but this is the first time that my dad has actually made an interest in seeing me,” She said sternly. “If you don’t want to come that’s fine, but for some reason, I don’t want to be alone with him. As weird as that is..” She continues on.
You close your eyes and think. It’s one thing to meet Jolyne’s dad because it happens, but it’s another thing to meet Jolyne’s dad because you’re meant to clear the air. However, it’s Jolyne. You’d do anything for her. “Ok.. but if I go to your apartment, I have to sleep over, ok?” Jolyne squeals in excitement. “Like I’d say no to that?” She gives you a warm hug and then opens her car door to get inside. She turns on her car and then rolls down the windows.
“I love ya so much! I’d passionately make out with you if I didn’t have an errand to run.. see ya!” She winks at you then rolls her car window back up. She pulls out of the parking lot, leaving you alone. You sigh. This better be worth it.
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You walk up to the front of Jolyne’s apartment door, smiling to yourself at the cute decor she’s put on the door. You ring the doorbell, with the door opening a near second later. Jolyne, wearing an oversized graphic tee with long pajama pants, lounges at you. “I’m so grateful you came! I’m not gonna’ lie to you, but I was tracking down your location as well..”
“What?” You say in confusion. “It’s that serious?”
“Well.. no. But, ya’know!” She says lifting her eyebrows up as if she’s indicting something you can’t grasp.
“Since when did you have my loca-” You’re cut off by Jolyne dragging you inside by your arm, and closing the door soon after. You take off your jacket, revealing your tight-fitting shirt. Jolyne turns around to face you a small smirk creeps up her face. “Free the nipples huh?” She says puzzlingly. You shake your head no. “Ah. So you just have no bra on. Well, not like I have a dress code here anyways.” She walks to her kitchen, picking up something from her microwave. You set your bag aside and plop down on her soft velvet couch.
“Want sum’ pizza rolls? It’s homemade..” Jolyne says blowing on one.
“Nah, I already ate the bookstore.” Jolyne shrugs and sets her plate down on the coffee table. You sit back up and open your bag, pulling out your laptop and your iPad. “You mind if I watch some TV?” You nod no as you go back to your screen, memorizing and writing as much material as you can.
The two of you continue to be in your own worlds until you are interrupted by the ring of Jolyne’’s doorbell. “That’s him. I’ll get it.” Jolyne says nervously as she rubs her hands together walking up to the door. You hear a faint exchange of ‘hellos’ from the door, but it’s nothing crazy to take you out of your work. You hear the door close and then the shuffle of footsteps. “Not too bad,” You hear a deep, raspy voice say.
“I didn’t know you had someone over, Jolyne.”
You look over to see Jolyne’s dad and meet eyes with possibly the most handsome man you’ve seen. He is tall, really tall. With a very defined jawline, and dark eyebrows. Not to mention, his eyes. His gorgeous green eyes. You swear you can stare into them for hours. You were too busy just admiring his looks and didn’t notice a small smile creeping up his face. “I would assume you greet people by just staring?”
You close your laptop right away then get up and pat yourself of dust that was never there to begin with. “I-I’m sorry... Mr. Kujo,” You manage. He extends his hand towards you, seemingly expecting a handshake from you. “Oh... It’s y/n.., sorry.” You stutter.
“It’s ok.” He says sternly.
“Well then.. uhm... Dad,” Jolyne speaks up. She gestures for him to sit on the couch, in an attempt to make him comfortable. You start to pack up stuff, feeling too awkward and too embarrassed to stay for another minute. The silence was also terrible, so that was another sign for you to move somewhere else.
“You don’t have to leave.” He says abruptly. His voice was just so… demanding yet calm? You couldn’t explain it, but everything about him was just you obey what he says or face punishment. Honestly, he made you nervous. Extremely nervous. And he noticed that.
“Yeah y/n… you don’t have to leave at all,” Jolyne says, making a “stay right fucking here” face that only you can see. You place your stuff back down on the table. Since there was really nowhere else to sit and you didn’t want to sit on Jolyne’s cold ass floors, you were forced to sit next to Mr. Kujo. But you left a great amount of space between you two. Jolyne’s eyes brightened. She had an idea. It probably isn’t a good one too. It’s an idea she does a lot, that annoys you to your core.
“I actually made you some food for you, but I placed it in the fridge since I didn’t want to leave it out for long so…” Oh my god. No way she was bailing on you. With her dad of all people. Jolyne starts to back up away from you and her dad, inching closer to the kitchen. “I will heat that up, so just… converse with y/n! She’s a fun girl if you get to know her well.” And with that, Jolyne is fully in the kitchen, successfully avoiding a situation by making you her bait.
There are about two moments of silence before Mr. Kujo takes the remote to turn on the TV and play something random. I guess that's his own way of killing the silence huh? “What do you study?” He speaks suddenly again.
“Huh?”
“Yare Yare Daze..”
You have no idea what he just said, but with the way he said it, you can tell it wasn’t a good thing. He leans back on the couch a little more, but his sitting stance is still proper. You don’t know why you blank out in moments like these, because now you look like an idiot to Jolyne’s dad. A man you’ve just met.
More moments of silence continue, as the television show adds background noise. “Biology. I plan to be a vet after graduate school,” Mr. Kujo turns his head at you, giving you his full attention. He lifts an eyebrow in amusement. “Say, I actually majored in Biology myself,” You chuckle, shocked at the fact that someone like him would actually go into a major like that.
“If you ever need help with anything, you can call me.”
What? Call him? Mr. Kujo clears his throat. “I mean… it’s a hard subject. You’re better off getting help for free rather than paying for a tutor.” You nod your head in agreement. “Thank you… do you want me to give you my number or?...” You ask, hoping he gives you his number instead for some strange reason. “Give me your phone, I’ll put my digits in there.” You comply, handing him your phone. You scoot closer to him to make sure nothing pops up on your phone, like when you are showing something to your parent on your phone. You look at him putting in his number, then look at his face. God, he is so handsome. It might be wrong to think this, but when you see someone attractive, you see someone attractive. That’s just natural.
“Here, I put my number in there.” Mr. Kujo hands you back your phone. You look at it and see a new contact card. “Jotaro?”
“Yes, that is my first name.” He says blankly. “You don’t have to call me ‘Mr. Kujo’... no one close to me does.”
You feel your face heat up in embarrassment. “Sorry…”
“Sorry, what?”
Your eyebrows twitch in confusion. Sorry what? What do I say? You and Mr. Kujo look each other in the face. With Mr. Kujo looking like he wants you to do something for him.
“Oh. Sorry, Jotaro.” He looks away, seemingly satisfied with you calling him Jotaro. Maybe calling him ‘Mr. Kujo’ made him uncomfortable, considering how no one else does, and it’s probably too formal in general. But wait a minute. What could he have meant by nobody close to him calling him that? Are you two suddenly friends even though there was an awkward exchange between you two?
Your thoughts are interrupted by the smell of lasagna, specifically Jolyne bringing it out onto his diner table. “I know it may be a little late to eat this, but it won’t kill us to be like Garfield for a day.” She takes out three plates, presumably for us to eat. “It’s okay. I already ate myself Jolyne.” Jotaro says bluntly.
Jolyne looks at Jotaro, undoubtedly upset by her father’s sentence. She looks down at the food, then looks back at you. “Oh. Well, y/n, do you want some?” Knowing you can’t leave her in the dark like this, you nod your head yes in an attempt to lift Jolyne’s spirits. It seemed to work because she poured herself a plate as well. Jolyne places you and her plates of food on the coffee table, then sit on the floor. You can’t see Jotaro’s face anymore, but you can’t help but feel like he is burning a hole through your shirt. Your phone buzzes and you flip it over to see the notification. It was a text message from Jotaro.
Thank you.
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Jolyne sleeps soundly as you sit at her desk, finishing up your studying. You check the time, 11:45 pm. It was late. You wondered if Jotaro had left already, considering how the both of you went to Jolyne’s room around 10 pm. But you didn’t hear the door open or close. Deciding to answer your curiosity, you walk out of her room, looming down her dark hallway. There you see Jotaro, still awake, with his focus on the TV. His posture is a lot more lax than before, his legs spread and he even has his hat off. He turns over to you. “I didn’t know you were still awake.” He pats the couch, signaling for you to go sit next to him. You obey, sitting down next to him without a word.
Once again, silence ensues. It’s not like you’re bad at starting conversations, you’re just bad at starting conversations with him. “Look, I just want to say thank you,” Jotaro bursts out. You look at him, seeing him already looking at you. “For what? I-I didn’t do much other than make things awkward.” You say nervously. This was weird. You were appreciative of the fact that Jotaro is thanking you, but it was weird because you have no idea what he was thanking you for.
“I’m not thanking you because of today, I’m thanking you for the years you stuck by Jolyne,” He says warmly. “I wasn’t around much in her life, and I’ve missed important moments for her, but even then, she wasn’t alone. She had you.”
You stare down at your thighs, unable to think of what to say. You didn’t know what to think, he just admitted to being an absent father and is thanking a mere 22-year-old for being around his daughter for over a decade. You want to pity him, considering how Jolyne excused his actions by saying that it was for the benefit of her and her mom, but Jolyne really needed him at times. “You may not have the greatest thoughts of me but, I still want you to know that I am indebted to you, y/n.”
“It’s nothing, but you’re here now. Stay. For Jolyne’s sake.” Jotaro nods his head and then turns his attention back to the TV. 30 minutes of pure silence and the show that Jotaro was watching occurs. Making yet another awkward moment between you two. You look at the clock on the wall. 12:15 am. “Well… it’s getting late so, maybe I should hit the hay?” You say to break the silence. You stand up from the couch until you feel a large, warm hand grab your wrist. “Wait,” Jotaro says. His voice just went an octave lower than it is, and you swear you went weak from that. He stands up from the couch, making you realize just how tall he is. (a/n - my 6’5 daddy ahhhh 🤪😝) He removes his grip from your wrist, but stands in front of you, blocking any way of you walking away from him. His body is no more than 4 inches away from yours, and the smell of his rather earthy cologne fills your nose.
“I didn’t explain my appreciativeness properly earlier…” He says, leaning his face about 2 inches from yours. Your brain wasn’t comprehending what was going on, but you know that you want whatever will happen in the next 10 seconds. “Let me thank you properly.”
Jotaro places his hands over your face and passionately kisses you. As if by instinct, you kiss him back, leaving your mouth agape so that his tongue can explore your mouth better. You slowly droop down onto the couch, with Jotaro not breaking the kiss between you two. You both sit on the couch, Jotaro is hunched over you, letting the once-passionate kiss become rough. He then backs away leaving a string of saliva between the two of you. He places his big hands over your top, slipping it off. Since you weren’t wearing a bra, your breasts were already in view for him. He gets close and sucks on them, circling and nibbling at your nipple. “So fucking perfect…” He mumbles. He backs away from your breasts, then scoots farther down the chair.
“This may be sudden, but would you let me eat your pussy?” He asks sternly.
You were quick to comply, fixing your body flat, with your crotch facing Jotaro. Jotaro removes your pants, revealing your bright pink panties. He rubs your clothed clit with his thick thumb, you slightly arching your back to the feeling. You bite your bottom lip to contain your moans, but you can’t help a couple of whimpers come out. Jotaro then takes off your panties, leaving you completely naked for him. He stares at your naked body and smiles. “You’re so beautiful, you know that? You practically gave me a boner when you saw me enter.” He goes up to kiss your neck and leaves a few hickeys, making his way down your body. “Those pretty eyes of yours, I want to ruin that look so bad…”
Jotaro is now face-to-face with your pussy, leaving his mouth slightly agape making you feel hot air on your sensitive clit. The feeling of the air on your nub makes your body tingle, with you shifting your legs around. Jotaro places a firm grip on your thighs, keeping the lower portion of your body in place. “Please… Jotaro..” You whine, desperately wanting him to eat you out. “Patience baby, you’re just not wet enough for me…” He responds.
Are you serious? You are about ten seconds away from pushing Jotaro’s head into your pussy and clamping your thighs shut, but if he wasn’t as scary as he was then you seriously would’ve done it. “Please... Jotaro,” At this point, you’re a crying, whimpering mess. As bad as it is, you didn’t even care if Jolyne heard either. All you wanted right now, was for Jotaro to devour you like you’re his last meal on Earth. Jotaro chuckles mischievously.
He licks a long stride down your pussy. A sinful moan comes out from your mouth. Jotaro tightens his grip, “Shut up… you don’t want to wake Jolyne up, do you?” He brings your thighs closer to his face, sensing the prickly feeling of his stubble on your soft thighs. Jotaro slowly licks circles around your clit, torturing you with the pace he’s going at. You engulf your hands in his dark curly locks and slowly grind yourself on his tongue. “So fucking impatient.” He mumbles, deciding to pick up his pace and send his tongue up and down your pussy.
You bite down on a pillow to contain your moans, because at this point your lips hurt too much from attempting to keep your moans. Jotaro is swirling his tongue around every crevice of your pussy as he can, even sticking it into your wet hole. Although it can’t go far, his nose is so close to your clit that you can feel him breathing on it ONTOP of him putting his tongue inside your hole. The sound is ungodly, the noise from the TV being replaced by the sound of slushing and Jotaro’s low but audible growls.
“Fuck you taste so good…need you to cum on my tongue. Now,” He grunts, fucking his tongue against your throbbing numb clit. You had planned to hold your climax just a little bit for how he teased you earlier, but the tone of his voice implied that he was serious, and he was going to make you cum on his command. Whether you want to or not.
“Don’t get any smart ideas, I’ll use my fingers if I have to,” He says moving one of his hands closer to your crotch. You weren’t going to disobey, seeing how you aren’t in the position to decline, and he was making you feel insanely good. At this point, you’re gripping onto Jotaro’s hair, and shoving his face into your cunt, as if he’s your vibrator. He’s not complaining either, hearing how there are feral moans coming out from him too. “You like this? You like how I’m devouring your wet little pussy hm?” He muffles, sending you over the edge. Your clit begins to jitter, signaling that you are close to climaxing.
“Mmm.. m’ so close, Taro..” you whine, begging him to slow down his pace. Jotaro isn’t budging, however. You were feeling so many mixed emotions at this point, letting go of the pillow and moaning freely. How would Jolyne respond if she saw her dad's face deep into her best friend’s pussy? Was a thought that swelled in your head, but… it turned you on. “I’m gonna..cum Taro p-please..” You whimper. You relax your head back as you reach your climax, clamping Jotaro’s head with your thighs and your feet shaking in response. Fuck. Not only did Jolyne’s dad just give you head, but it was a leg-shaking one at that.
Jotaro releases his grip and begins to sit up straight. As you sit up straight, you notice what appears to be a droplet of liquid on his chin. “I didn’t know you were like that, but I’m not bothered by it..” He says as he wipes his chin with his hand. You look down to see an obvious boner in his pants. You slide your hand across his thigh but he stops you with his hand. You look up at him to see his face. “It’s quite obvious that I don’t have sexual… tendencies… with the friends of my daughter but, you’re a different case. Jolyne has talked about you a lot, and in all honestly, I’ve been waiting to meet you.” He says with a visibly frustrated face.
“As much as I’d desire to take things further, I know once I start, I won’t stop. Regardless if someone sees… you get my gist?” You nod your head in agreement. “Great. So can you put on your clothes and go to sleep with Jolyne as if I wasn’t eating you out about 2 minutes ago? I’m sure you can handle that for me, baby.”
You pick up your clothes and put them on, fixing yourself to normal. You give Jotaro one final look then you start to walk back into Jolyne’s room. You breathe a sigh of relief seeing as Jolyne is still sound asleep. You crawl into her bed and cuddle her. In the end, you felt wrong but not at the same time. Jotaro didn’t only make you orgasm, but squirt as well? Not even a regular hookup you had with a frat boy could make that possible for you.
I guess Jolyne was right in a sense when she said older men do it best.
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Give you what you want. (Jotaro Kujo)
Sy: Maybe you shouldn’t have teased Jotaro...or maybe you should have.
Rating: 18+ (MDNI THIS IS PURE FILTH)
Word count: .6k words
Warns: Dom! Jotaro, Sub! Reader, Dirty Talk, rough sext, unprotected sex (please wrap ya willies kiddos), pet names, degradation, hairpulling, mirror sex.
a/n: I PROMISE I CAN WRITE FOR OTHER CHARACTERS BUT JOTARO JUST HAS HAD ME IN A CHOKE HOLD-
(Also this is a repost from my old blog.)
Heres My Kofi if you wanna support me!
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“I’m going to fucking ruin you..”
Maybe teasing your boyfriend after not seeing him for weeks was not the best option.
You had been busy with college, and with the both of you deciding to pursue your own careers, the time that you spent together was slim to none.
So the two of you planned a nice little outing between the two of you, going to the beach and enjoying each others company.
But of course you had other plans…
Your boyfriend, Jotaro Kujo, was a walking masterpiece. He looked like if he was sculpted by the damned greek gods themselves.
He was attractive, stoic and cool, a total bad boy when the two of you were in highschool. Surprisingly he found as much as an interest in you that you had in him.
Who wouldn’t want to tease him until he snapped and treated you like the little slut that you truly were.
“Who told you to look away from the fucking mirror?”
You cried out as Jotaro forced your head back so you could stare into the body length mirror that was in front of you.
His hips had set a brutal pace from the start and he was not letting up. He smirked as he watched your face morph and contort in pleasure.
“Look at how pathetic you fucking look baby..falling apart on my cock so easily..”
If Jotaro knew one thing very well, it was the fact that he knew his words were enough to set your body ablaze.
Jotaro was normally a quiet male, not much to leave him unless if was necessary.
But when you got in bed?
It was like a switch flipped and nothing but filth left his mouth.
"Such a good little slut for my cock...a mindless little cock sleeve.."
"Look at you...falling apart like I don't fuck you so good each time.."
"...you'll never be able to fuck someone ever again without thinking of my fat cock...this pussy was made for me..."
Jotaro lets out a soft groan before he pushes your head into the plush mattress, making your hips raise up and your back to go into an unholy arch.
The whole image made Jotaro smirk as he had you wrapped around his finger. He switched his pace from the hard punishing one to something slower yet hard.
“I could watch you get like this forever…I used to think you were an innocent little thing..”
He would punctuate his words by entangling one of his large hands into your hair and pulled,
“You’re just my mindless little slut? You were begging to be fucked my fat cock but look at you, can’t even get a few words out.”
You whined out at his words, your voice nearly gone as Jotaro had you here for nearly 30 minutes. When he said he was going to punish you for being a little brat down at the beach he meant it.
“F..fuck Jotaro..” You managed to get out only to earn a chuckle from the male as his hips suddenly picked up pace, his grip on your hips tightening enough that you knew for certain that was going to leave a bruise.
“Hmm?...What is it my little slut..? You’re getting close?”
You nodded as you felt tears pricking at your eyes, it would be your 3rd orgasm of the night and Jotaro only seemed to be a fucking tease about it though.
He slowed his pace up only to earn a frustrated whine from you to which he shushed.
“Ah..ah. Remember you told me to use you as i pleased…or did you forget you fucking brat..”
You yelped as Jotaro flipped you over onto your back, his toned, sweaty body on display for you and a shit eating smirk on his face.
“I’m just giving you what you want…”
He then places your legs up on his shoulders as he realigned himself with your entrance before slamming back in.
“Now shut up and take what I fucking give you slut..”
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Give you what you want. (Jotaro Kujo.)
☆Sy: Maybe you shouldn’t have teased your boyfriend...or maybe you should have.
☆18+ this is not safe for work material
☆Dom! Jotaro, Sub!Reader, Unprotected sex,semi rough sex, mirror sex, hair pulling, degradation, slight manhandled.
☆ a/n: my bestie is watching Jojo so I'm rewatching it with her and my love for this man has been reborn. So take this.
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Maybe teasing your boyfriend after not seeing him for weeks was not the best option.
You had been busy with college, and with the both of you deciding to pursue your own careers, the time that you spent together was slim to none.
So the two of you planned a nice little outing between the two of you, going to the beach and enjoying each others company.
But of course you had other plans…
Your boyfriend, Jotaro Kujo, was a walking masterpiece. He looked like if he was sculpted by the damned greek gods themselves. He was attractive, stoic and cool, a total bad boy when the two of you were in highschool. Surprisingly he found as much as an interest in you that you had in him.
Who wouldn’t want to tease him until he snapped and treated you like the little slut that you truly were.
“Who told you to look away from the fucking mirror?”
You cried out as Jotaro forced your head back so you could stare into the body length mirror that was in front of you. His hips had set a brutal pace from the start and he was not letting up. He smirked as he watched your face morph and contort in pleasure.
“Look at how pathetic you fucking look baby..falling apart on my cock so easily..”
If Jotaro knew one thing very well, it was the fact that he knew his words were enough to set your body ablaze.
Jotaro was normally a quiet male, not much to leave him unless if was necessary.
But when you got in bed?
It was like a switch flipped and nothing but filth left his mouth.
“Such a needy little thing.. taking this fucking cock..”
“This is my fucking pussy…mine. Alllll fucking mine..”
Jotaro lets out a soft groan before he pushes your head into the plush mattress, making your hips raise up and your back to go into an unholy arch. The whole image made Jotaro smirk as he had you wrapped around his finger. He switched his pace from the hard punishing one to something slower yet hard.
“I could watch you get like this forever…I used to think you were an innocent little thing..”
He would punctuate his words by entangling one of his large hands into your hair and pulled,
“You’re just my mindless little slut? You were begging to be fucked my fat cock but look at you, can’t even get a few words out.”
You whined out at his words, your voice nearly gone as Jotaro had you here for nearly 30 minutes. When he said he was going to punish you for being a little brat down at the beach he meant it.
“F..fuck Jotaro..” You managed to get out only to earn a chuckle from the male as his hips suddenly picked up pace, his grip on your hips tightening enough that you knew for certain that was going to leave a bruise. “Hmm?...What is it my little slut..? You’re getting close?”
You nodded as you felt tears pricking at your eyes, it would be your 3rd orgasm of the night and Jotaro only seemed to be a fucking tease about it though.
He slowed his pace up only to earn a frustrated whine from you to which he shushed.
“Ah..ah. Remember you told me to use you as i pleased…or did you forget you fucking brat..”
You yelped as Jotaro flipped you over onto your back, his toned, sweaty body on display for you and a shit eating smirk on his face.
“I’m just giving you what you want…”
He then places your legs up on his shoulders as he realigned himself with your entrance before slamming back in.
“Now shut up and take what I fucking give you slut..”
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Hi! I saw your nsfw prompt list! Can you PLEASE for the love of god…
Do Jotaro with #36
Thankies!!
a pleasant morning — jotaro kujo x fem!reader
Hello, lovely! I decided to write this with 4taro, I hope it's alright! And I hope you like this one, honey! I think it's the best smut I've ever written (?), but let me know if I need to improve on anything!
Prompt: "I'll make you mine."
cw: smut, almost-asleep reader, just jotaro waking up horny and needy, minors do not enter.
It had been some time since you could sleep in the same bed with your husband. His work had kept him busy and away from you, but just last night he had returned from that long trip to which he had come and the fatigue was evident in his beautiful face. You received him with the same love as always, while Jolyne squealed with excitement at the return of her father.
Jotaro's smile was enough to cheer you up, you suggested him to take a shower so that he felt more relaxed and could sleep peacefully. When Jolyne got distracted by those little plushies your husband got for your girl, he whispered in your ear. "Would you join me in the shower?" The very question gave you goosebumps. You looked into his eyes and you could see that dirty sparkle his aquamarine eyes had when they were eager to show you how much he had really missed you. You nodded slowly, as if you wanted to avoid breaking the moment.
But your little Jolyne did broke it. "Daddy, I want you to make me sleep!" She said with that tender voice to which your husband would never deny anything. You looked him in the eye again, meeting his gaze. You just smiled at him, your little girl was so happy to see him again and you wouldn't be able to ask her to wait just for your marital wishes. Jotaro turned his gaze to his daughter. "Alright. Just let me take that quick shower, okay?" Jolyne stretched out her short arms in celebration, bouncing back and forth. You laughed at her reaction and spoke to her. "Meanwhile, come on, let's brush our teeth and put your pajamas on so you can sleep, baby." She doubted and you pass through your husband's way. "Next time will be, JoJo." You murmured only to him.
You and Jolyne fell asleep while Jotaro was talking to you about the new species that had been found in the ocean and those that he would have to study due to work. It wasn't boring to listen to, but there was something in his quiet, slightly excited voice whenever he talked about work that he enjoyed, especially when you had been lying relaxed with your head resting on his chest, listening to his deep breaths and the beating of his heart.
Then it was surprising to feel his hands shamelessly caressing your hips while trying to get as close to him as possible, rubbing that bulge in his pants against your ass. Even when you were asleep, those caresses you knew could only be from your husband, knowing so well how to touch your body, and you could feel that your panties had gotten wet. No, you weren't dreaming. It was him. But, were you going to do it in front of your daughter?
And then you opened your eyes. It wasn't Jolyne's room. It was yours. And you were trapped between his strong arms that only ran over your body, pressing lightly on those parts that he had missed the most.
"Ah! J-Jotaro? What are you doing?" You asked, still numbed from the deep sleep you'd been having. He stopped his path of kisses on your neck to look at you. "Isn't it obvious? I'll make you mine."
A small moan escaped your lips when when he whispered those words in your ear, his warm breath shook you and you felt his erection hitting your bottom and claiming to possess you only helped to make a complete mess of you without even really starting. "I missed you, (Y/N)." He whispered with his short breath. You didn't respond with words, you slightly turned your head to face him and kissed his lips with as much need as you had felt during the time he was gone. You used to miss him a lot, but when he was home, he always indulged your every whim and wish.
Still not turning your entire body to face him fully, your hand traveled all the way down, sneaking between his sleep pants and underwear and gently caressing his length. He sighed still lost in your soft lips, but your hand did not stop, you increased the pace, feeling his arm muscles tensing and how his cock was starting to get wet from the precum on the tip.
You separated from him just for a second so you could ask him, "Do you want me to suck you?" Now you did see his eyes darken at your dirty mouth. "Not now. I don't want anyone to interrupt us before I take you all over and Jolyne may wake up soon." That was fine. You were starving for him anyway. You released his cock from your grip and lifted the skirt of the sleeping dress you had worn. Perhaps the feel of your soft skin brushing against his body had made him desperate and unable to contain himself.
It didn't take another second for him to line up his cock at your dripping entrance, also clamoring for attention. "Do you want me to prepare you more? I don't want to hurt you." Jotaro asked you. Even though both of you were so eager to simply become one, he still prioritized you. It was sweet, but you didn't need it this time. You thought.
"No, just fuck me." You said. You didn't regret your words, but although you were completely wet and ready to receive him, the position you were in made you feel tighter and girdled his dick. And not having felt it for a considerable time, it took you more than a second to get used to it. His lips splashed kisses over your cheeks and neck again as he waited, his hand gripping your hips firmly so he was in control of your movements and his.
Jotaro leaned in slightly to push just a bit more of his length and fully enter you. You gasped at his action and slowly moved your hips forward to indicate that it was okay to move now. He understood and suddenly pulled you back into his body, pounding deep into your gut and knowing you enjoyed it thanks to your moans. He repeated the same thing a couple of times, until he decided to go a little rougher and faster. Now you felt his balls hitting your ass thanks to the force of the swing between both hips, you had to hold on to the sheets and bite your lips to avoid screaming in pleasure.
You thought it would be difficult to try a new position when you were so needy but that was never a problem for Jotaro. His free hand began to massage your breasts, playing with your hardened nipples while you writhe with pleasure like jelly in his hands. You bent down again to beg for a kiss, which was pleasantly granted. You still felt the delicious hit inside you and how you began to feel more and more hot and dizzy, knowing that your husband had never needed much work to make you come. "You've been quiet, don't you like it?" He whispered after releasing your lips. You scrambled to even shake your head, barely able to formulate any answers properly thanks to him fucking your body so roughly your brain were being fucked too. "I do! You always make me feel so good, don't stop please!" Your voice sounded like you were imploring him to have mercy on you. Maybe you did. You could feel his cock twitching at the compliment, his praise kink revealed one more time. You heard a growl escape his lips.
"And this?" His hips swayed back, you thought he was going to start teasing you, so you let out a whimpering sigh, but just trying to get his length right. When he found the spot, he went in so fast that you really lost control of yourself. "Does this feels good too?" A moan louder than it should have been heard in the room. It didn't matter to either of you. That one direct hit was all it took for you to do it. You got so tight it even hurt him, but Jotaro enjoyed it more than anything. He was proud that he had made his wife squirt this fast.
Your mind went blank as he thrust into you a few more times, just little moans and gasps escaping your mouth thanks to overstimulation. You weren't fully conscious until you heard him moan as he continued to push against your weary body, and then fill you with the hot white liquid he had released inside you. The loud panting of both was the only thing that echoed in your room, and that was one more affirmation. Distance or time was nothing compared to what the two of you did together in a just little time alone.
Jotaro was the first to speak again. "Did you enjoy it, angel?" You smiled numbed yet. "I loved it. Would it be too much to ask for a second round?" You asked playfully, threading your fingers through your husband's black hair. His strong arms turned you smoothly and he pressed your chest against his, bringing his lips close to you again. "Never, do you think I would leave my wife wanting?" You laughed softly as he went back to marking your neck and claiming your body as his.
Maybe the reunions weren't as bad as they said.
Until you heard the angelical voice of your girl outside your room. "Daddy? I heard mommy scream!"
Well. Then you would have to wait a little longer to finish getting completely satisfied.
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⁷/²⁹/²² ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ɴᴇᴠ ɴᴏᴛᴇ: ᴛʜᴀɴᴋꜱ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏꜱɪᴛɪᴠᴇ ꜰᴇᴇᴅʙᴀᴄᴋ ꜱɪɴᴄᴇ ᴍʏ ʀᴇᴛᴜʀɴ~! ɪᴛꜱ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ᴍᴇ ᴍᴏᴛɪᴠᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ᴜᴘ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɪᴅᴇᴀꜱ. ɪ’ᴍ ᴛʜɪɴᴋɪɴɢ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʀᴇQᴜᴇꜱᴛ ꜱᴏᴏɴ,ꜱᴏ ʙᴇ ᴘʀᴇᴘᴀʀᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜰʟᴏᴏᴅ ᴍʏ ɪɴʙᴏx (ᴊᴋ..ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍᴇʀᴄʏ ಥ‿ಥ).
˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ ᴀɴɢꜱᴛ, ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴜᴘ ꜱᴇx, ʙɪᴛᴛᴇʀ ꜱᴡᴇᴇᴛ
The final straw to any marriage is signing off your signature on divorce papers. The act alone is excruciating. Where did all that love go? The importance of wedlock is sharing life that long commitment together. Wanting to awake up next to that specific person everyday; no matter if it rained or snowed. But how come that wasn’t you? Why couldn’t you and your ex husband be able to celebrate your 50th year anniversary. Showcasing to the world that love still exists…
The day in which the divorce papers arrived was too cruel. It hurt knowing the fact he kept is word and filed for divorce. But it was for the best..Jotaro was barely home; he’s duty has a tentative husband and father fell by the waistside. The two of you tried to work things out but happiness never seemed like an option. He said it was a better and safer option if you guys got a divorce..you never knew what he meant by that..
You still kept your last name, Kujo, for Jolyne’s sake. It was set as a reminder that even though the two of you weren’t married anymore, you both remained as parents to your daughter. It was the least you could do. Regardless with all the pain, you were still in loved with him. You cared about his well-being, even though the two of you parted ways. Sometimes you stayed awake wondering if he ate or had proper rest. Just because the two of you legally were divorced didn’t mean those feelings have to dissipate. He made sure you and Jolyne lived comfortably in Florida, anything you guys needed he was able to provide. No different from when you were married to him.
Once a month he came to visit for a week. Jolyne treated his return like a celebratory occasion. Finally being able to see him instead of hearing his voice over the phone. Just like you, she missed him fondly but made peace with her parents being separated. The two of you got along effectively despite everything, saying it was best to have a mutual companionship rather than being spiteful. All for Jolyne’s best interest..right?
It was around 12 PM and you were finishing with the final details around the house. This week was one of those weeks Jotaro came to visit, and fortunately for Jolyne, she only had a half a day at school. Which was the cherry on top to a fulfilling day. Her parents “together”, good food and souvenirs all awaited her once she came home. The middle schooler had a pep in her step as she walked to the bus stop. You couldn’t help but to smile warmly at your daughter, relishing in the fact that she was happy. If she was happy you were happy, that’s all that matters, right?
Jotaro was supposed to arrive by 3pm, but by the doorbell ringing and no packages being delivered today, you knew it was him. You felt unprepared, you haven’t started making dinner, nor were you properly dressed to be in the presence of your ex. For a split second you paused like a deer in headlights questioning yourself, “Should I go answer the door?” For the second time the doorbell rang, and you immediately ran into the opposite direction where the door was. He wasn’t supposed to be here this early, nevertheless, you had to look your best. In the back of your head you felt stupid for doing this, what you already had on was appropriate. But something about being alone with your former lover frightens you. Majority of the time it was you, Jolyne and Jotaro whenever he visited, there weren’t many moments the two of you were alone. And if they did occur, the two of you would engage in small talk.
Similar to horror movies the door creaked open revealing a tall figure. At your eye level you stared at Jotaro’s chest, causing you to blush terribly once you met his gaze.
“H-Hey,” You muttered. You think after all these years of knowing Jotaro you’d get used to speaking to him. But alas here you were, stuttering like a fool at his beauty.
“Hey..may I come in? I brought gifts,” In his right hand he held up two gift bags, ones in which Jolyne anticipated for. You moved to the side in a scurry inviting him into your home. As you turned your back to him you mentally gathered yourself, not wanting to make things more awkward.
“Sorry I haven’t started making dinner. Is there anything I could get you?” You asked, setting your eyes on the kitchen to avoid his gaze.
“I’m fine and besides I came a little early than expected,”
“Yeah,”
And there it was, that awkward silence. Was it going to continuously be like this until Jolyne came home?? You couldn’t bear a second longer of this. This whole ordeal wanted you to scratch out your eyeballs. You were alone with your ex whom you still had feelings for. Thus making your emotions run high.
“You know..one of these gifts are actually for you,” He said pointing at one of the gifts, breaking the silence. For the first time since he’s been in the house you had the courage to look at him. Your heart pumped hard in your chest, as you felt it in your ears. Those eyes of his were the perfect mixture of blue and green causing you to look deeper. You were like a sailor lost in sea, dehydrated, thirsting for water. How your quivering lips begged for a droplet of non salted water in the scorching heat. You felt as though you’re going to collapse, due to you neglecting your body‘s needs. That’s what it’s like whenever you looked over at him..
“Thanks I’ll open it soon,” It was one thing looking at him but it was a whole different story when you were standing next to him. You tried to not sound ungrateful, but considering how fast your heart was beating, you kept your distance. He wasn’t yours anymore..so why were feeling like this?
“Come here Y/n,” He called out to you desperately. Pretending you didn’t hear him you grabbed a knife and started cutting up vegetables. Each slice you cut it made a loud noise against the cutting board, drowning it any background noise.
“Please,” Jotaro called out once more. Repeatedly shaking your head no you bit your lower lip. All these emotions you kept sealed away were starting to unravel. You hated it. You hated how he arrived early to see you, you hated how he brought you something, you hated how he acted as though you two never gotten a divorce! But what upset you the most was..you were still madly in love with him.
Your vision stared to blur because of the tears your eyes were gathering up. Mentally you cursed at yourself for not distracting yourself fully as you felt the knife being no longer in your grasp.
Jotaro placed his hand abdomen rubbing little circles to soothe you. Back when you two were married he would caress you like this to ease your stress. A gentle moment you both shared.
“I still love you,” You whispered with tears staining you cheeks.
“I still love you too,” He instantly replied kissing down your neck. “Let me make it up to you,”
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Once the lock to your bedroom door was heard, you both clung on to each other. Holding the back of your head Jotaro smashed his lips hungrily to yours. Intertwining your tongue with his, neither of you fought for dominance. But rather, to savor each other with the little time you had. Out of breath, a thick string of saliva connected the both of you. As it resembled the bond forever linking the two of you as one.
“Do you think we have enough time?” Jotaro painted, hinting at Jolyne’s early arrival.
“Yeah, we just have to make it quick,”
From the pocket of his pants he pulled out a condom. Thinking it was best to avoid little slip ups that could possibly put you both in an unexplainable predicament. However, you on the other hand thought otherwise. If you were going to have sex with him, and possibly for the last time, it had to be all or nothing.
“Im on the pill and besides I haven’t been with anyone but you,” You stated, implying for him to fuck you raw. His face softened and threw the rubber elsewhere.
“I haven’t either,” Jotaro aligned his pink tip at your entrance, opening your legs as far as they could possibly stretch. With one last kiss Jotaro entered inside you, stretching your aching walls to capacity. Your face twisted in a combination of pain and pleasure. Definitely this wasn’t your first time but it has been a while since you’ve taken his cock entirely. It burned, but it felt too good to tell him to pull out. Getting used to the feeling both of you stayed in that position, moaning in each other’s mouth, finally being reunited. Knowing your habit of squirming he pinned your hands above your head. You felt small underneath his massive body as he can do whatever he pleases with you. However, that wasn’t the mood he was trying to set. Jotaro wanted to make love to you, an apology for all the times he’s disappointed you.
Jotaro moved in and out, setting a slow pace. A couple of thrust in, and your thighs were already shaky, you felt every inch of him. Your cunt tightly swallowed him whole as he penetrated you balls deep. Your nipples harden against his grinding body, sending you into pure ecstasy. Jotaro didn’t change his pace, he just kept things nice and slow, while leaving love marks.
“I’m sorry,” He whispered, sucking your upper neck. “You hate me don’t you?”
“I do,” You moaned, wrapping your legs around his waist. The new position pushed him even deeper causing him to let go of your small wrist.
“Shit,” He hissed.
Now that he had all his strength and wasn’t multitasking, Jotaro could begin to really fuck how he wanted. The skin of slapping echoed in the room as he had you in a new position. You sat up between his legs enduring all the times he thrust his hips to yours. You bounced up and down his length whimpering at the praise he was murmuring.
“Be a good girl and look at me with those pretty eyes,” He suggested tracing his finger over your stomach bulge.
“I’m so close~” You whined.
“Me too,” Holding onto your hips, Jotaro quickened his pace. For the life of you, you held on, begging for him to cum inside you. And so he did. The orgasm hit you like a train. It was so intense. Jotaro cum filled you up even more causing some to drip down your thigh. After calming down from his high, Jotaro ran a bath, which he typically does whenever he’s intimate with you. You leaned back against his chest and enjoyed his company along with the warm water. Neither of you asked what this was, it was all too complicated.
“I’m so exhausted--“ Jotaro sighed before his eyes damn near popped out their sockets.
“IMM HOMEEEE!” Blurted out Jolyne’s as she busted through the front door.
“I’ll order a pizza,”
“And I’ll go greet her,”
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I like you, I love you
Alpha! Jotaro x Omega! Reader
18+ (MDNI)
You were too nervous to tell the boy that you loved your feelings, but when your heat rolls around unexpectedly, an unlikely hero comes to your rescue.
1.9k words
Dom!Jotaro, Sub! Reader, unprotected sex (please plastic wrap your willies children.), biting/marking, slight degradation, begging.
a/n: listen I know the heat coming in school is an overplayed a/b/o trope but I couldn't help it-
“Come on y/n! Just tell him, what could possibly happen?”
“WHAT CAN HAPPEN?! This is Kujo were are talking about here. The worst that could happen is that I be rejected by my mate!!”
Your best friends, Kaiden Minami, sighed as she put a hand on your shoulders. The two of you were talking about a boy that you really really liked. He was one of the top Alpha males at the school. Cool, stoic, and strong, everyone omega’s dream. Every girl in the school wanted him, and who could blame them. He was attractive as all hell.
His name? Jotaro Kujo.
Jotaro was a friend of yours introduced to you by Kai. He was quite intimidating, but in a goo way. Something inside you felt calm and at peace when you were around him.
At first you just wrote if off as a petty crush, that it would go away soon.
But no, it got worse.
You would find yourself whining when he leaves, letting out deep purrs when he was close by, it scared you.
That was until you brought it up to Kai, a fellow omega.
“Y/n. I think Joots is your mate.”
That led you to the downward spiral of worry, especially with your heat fast approaching. You needed to act quickly or else you would be in some deep shit. So you gave Kai a blanket to hand to Jotaro as you were waayy too scared to tell him.
You had instilled in your head that he was going to reject you, so you rather someone else tell you then him tell you. Kai tried to tell you to go ahead and tell him that she would be your support.
“I can’t do this Kai! Just please please pleasssseee-”
“Fine, fine! Damn, just get to the nurses office.”
You nodded quickly before heading to the nurses office.
Whenever an omega goes into heat the nurses have a special room where they can receive pre-heat care. There were special rooms that were soundproof and set right for every Omega that came in. You were just going there to see the nurse before you headed home, but it seems like your body had other plans. Right when you reached the door, you felt a weird feeling surge through your body, nearly bringing you to your knees.
Banging on the door, the school nurse, Aurora quickly pulls you in.
“Oh my! Y/n I thought you were going home! Come in!” She said, ushering you inside the office. You whined as she helped you to the safe room, your entire body felt hot, you wanted nothing more to curl up and stay there. Aurora ran around the room like a chicken with her head cut off as she prepared the room for you, heated blankets, snacks and everything else that you needed. She rubbed your forehead and gave a soft smile.
“You stay right here, we’ll figure out what to do!”
And with that Aurora left you in the room. You whimpered and curled up, shedding yourself of your clothes, the cool air helping a little bit. This was your first heat with you being older, your parents had you on heat suppressants your entire life, so you didn’t know what to do at all. All you knew was that you rested in your nest, and sometimes you would need a mate.
You really wished you would’ve told Jotaro before hand.
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“Kujo-san!”
Jotaro turned around to see who was calling him. He was getting ready to head home when he say Kai, someone he considered a good friend. He turned fully to see her holding a blanket in her hands before shoving it towards him.
“This is Y/n’s, she was too nervous to confess to you herself. So she sent me.”
Jotaro took the soft fabric in his hands, admiring it and giving a soft smile at the starfish pattern. “Where is she now?” He asked and Kai pointed down the hall to the nurses office.
“She went to see Ms. Aurora for some pre-heat care,” Jotaro nodded and walked off quickly, not even listening to the rest of what Kai was saying. His mind was just on you.
Jotaro rarely found anyone cute, or attractive at that, but when he became friends with you that had changed. He would find himself chuckling at your little jokes, smiling whenever you came around and feeling saddened when you don’t come some days. Bringing this up to his grandfather, who laughed at the male before explaining that Y/n could possibly be his mate.
He would feel confused at first, but then as he stayed around you more and more he started to realize that he was right.
Jotaro shook his head as he headed to the nurse’s office, but he was stopped in his place by a scent hitting his nose. He lets out a soft growl before moving faster towards the nurses office. If he could smell it, then others could, the smell was strong, it was an omega in heat.
Knocking on the nurses door, He waited for Ms. Aurora to answer the door, sighing in relief when she did. “Oh! Jotaro! What can I do for you?” Jotaro took a deep breath before speaking again. “My mate is-” “Oh! You’re Ms. Y/n’s mate? Go ahead! I’ve been fighting off feral alphas all day.”
She moves out of the way and allows the male to come inside. “I’ll leave, but if you need me, I’ll be right next door.” Jotaro nods, watching her walk out and lock the door behind her.
Jotaro goes into the safe room, the scent hitting him like a wave. He looked at you, curled up in a ball, whining as your fingers are sunk deep into your cunt, trying to ease whatever pain you were in.
You noticed him in the room and let out a deep whine, “Jojo…” You whimpered as you spread your legs to show him your cunt. Jotaro walked over to you, dropping to his knees, smirking up at him. “My little omega..you needed your alpha to come and take care of you right?’’ He smirks as he blows gently on your cunt, seeing the cute little reactions you gave him. You nodded quickly, practically crying out when Jotaro’s tongue finally darts out to taste your cunt.
Jotaro held your legs down, allowing his tongue to slip inside, a deep growl leaving his body as his tongue laps up and teases your sex. Jotaro’s eyes flick up to watch you, only to meet your eyes, seeing them clouded over with lust and need. If you would have told him that he was going to be helping your heat today, he wouldn’t have believed it.
He’s had a crush on you for the longest, always wanting to be the one that you could lean on, that you could come to when you needed someone. But he was afraid that you would see him just like everyone else did, Scary, mean and many other different names.
But having you whining and moaning underneath him totally changed his mind and told him that you were not like the others and that you truly loved him for him.
“Jotaro, please..please fuck me..”
Jotaro looks up to see your desperate face, begging for him to fuck you. You were begging for him. Jotaro could feel his head spinning as he quickly stood up and fumbled with his pants, “Don’t worry, I’ll make you feel better y/n..” Jotaro says softly, as he pulls you to the edge of the nest you’d made. He looked at you whimpering and purring in delight as he aligned himself with your wet core.
“You ready? Because once I start, I won-”
“Just fuck me already kujo please~!!”
The male didn’t have to be told twice as he sunk into you, a deep groan leaving his body as he began a slow pace. Jotaro placed his hands on either side of your head before leaning down to capture your lips in his. His hips rolled against yours, setting a nice rhythm that had you mewling in pleasure, arms wrapping around his neck.
Jotaro felt like he was in heaven, a feeling that he could not describe was flowing through his body as his hips met yours. He moved from your lips to your neck, burying his face in your scent gland, kissing and placing small nibbles on the spot. He knew you were his mate, and he was pretty sure you knew it too. So he did what he was supposed to do as a mate.
He placed a bite on your scent gland.
He felt your body tense up, and a low purr left your body. Your hands were running down his back, possibly leaving scars that he didn’t know how he was going to explain to his mother. But he decided that he was going to handle that when that time came, he was focused on pleasing you, on pleasing his mate.
Jotaro’s thrusts became more aggressive, each one hitting that spot in you that made you cry out in pleasure. You were reduced to a babbling mess as Jotaro kept pounding into you, your legs wrapping around his waist.
“Fuck fuck fuck…right there..” You moaned out. He smirks as he leans down to your ear whispering. “Is my dirty little slut close, huh? She wants to make a mess all over my cock right?..” That made you clench around his cock as you nodded quickly.
“Mhm..you gonna cum? You want me to knock you up, fill you up with pups huh?”
“Yes! Yes yes yes please..”
Jotaro groans at your begging as his thrusts start to slow down, he growls as he feels you clench around him one more time, making his hips still. You whined out in pleasure as you felt his cum pump into you, dazed from the activity the two of you just did. Jotaro waited a bit before pulling out of you and back up a bit to fix himself. He looked around the room and went over to get some water and a rag to wipe you down.
He gently placed the water up to your lips, smiling down at you as you took small sips. He placed it down before wiping your legs down with a warm rag, taking his time to make sure you were okay.
“Jotaro..”
He looked over to you, seeing a soft blush on your face. “Thank you..” You mumbled, before placing a hand over the mark that he gave you. “I’m sorry I was too much of a chicken-” He shushed you before handing you the blanket that you wanted him to scent.
“Don’t worry. I know now don’t I?”
You smiled at him as he moved to lay beside you, wrapping his arms around you and making you feel comfortable.
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“Ahhh she’s so cute!! So nice to finally meet the girl of the hour~!”
You giggle at Jotaro pulling his hat down in embarrassment to cover his face. After your heat wore off, he brought you to his house to meet his mom. His mother, Ms.Holly was excited when you arrived and immediately took to you, she dragged you into the kitchen to begin telling you stories about Jotaro when he was young, making the male sigh.
But when he saw you smiling and laughing with his mother, a small smile creeped onto his face.
He was happy, he had his mate, and he never was going to let you go.
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Who I want. (Jotaro Kujo Fic)
Pairing: Yandere! Jotaro Kujo x Reader
Rating: 18+ NSFW (MDNI)
Plot: Jotaro was waiting for the day he was given the sign. He knew that his coworker/friends was not treating you well. He knew he was the one you wanted and he was just waiting on you.
Warnings: Abuse (physical and mental), yandere content, dark themes, murder, infedelity, abusive relationship. (Please do not read if the concepts mentioned are triggering.)
Word count: 1.6k words
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It all started when he saw the first bruise.
Jotaro and you were really close friends, with you being a fellow marine biologist. The two of you were practically inseparable when you were in a room together and Jotaro was just enamored with you.‘You knew a lot about marine life and were not afraid to get your hands dirty when it came to studying new wildlife, you weren’t like the many other women that he had worked with who were more fixated on his body and looks, not the work. You were always there to make his gray days bright.
But all that stopped when you started dating Jack, another worker.
Jack was an administrative assistant where you worked, he was in charge of schedules and figuring out which missions were being held and who would go on them. He was very close with Jotaro and seemed like a nice guy at first. Always taking you out on dates, bringing you flowers to work and making sure you got back safely.
The two of you had a relationship that the other women in your work circle envied, but Jotaro saw right through it, as it was barely covered by your pretty makeup.
Jotaro knew exactly what was going on.
He had gone to you and Jack's shared apartment plenty of times and each time you would answer the door, spooked to see him standing there, your bruises on full display.
His suspicions were confirmed when Jack came up and slammed the door, yelling was heard and a thud followed. When the door reopened, Jack held a grin and apologized saying “a woman shouldn’t open the door, if it’s another man”. It happened each and every time until you just stopped coming to the door.
It was obvious to Jotaro that you were being abused and that Jack was a drunken bastard, he could smell the beer and other various forms of alcohol when he spoke to the man. This happened every time Jotaro would come over and it only angered him more and more, but he couldn’t do anything, at least.. Not yet.
Each time he could see the normally bright spunky woman he had come to love, he saw you becoming a shadow of your former self.
And Jotaro couldn’t take it anymore, he had to do something.
Even if it meant to kill.
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It was another day that Jotaro came over, Jack was his usual drunker abusive self. Earlier you had brought the two drinks and Jack only sneered at you before turning to Jotaro.
“Stupid fucking bitch, can you believe she can’t have a child? I’ve been trying to knock the dumb broad up but fucking hell I think her bodys too stupid to realize what’s good for it.” He curses. Jotaro watches you meekly smile at him before walking back to the bedroom.
Jotaro listened to his ‘friends’ ramblings, eventually ending up holding his drink as he goes to fic him another beer.
Jotaro glares at the male before a smirk comes on his face. He pulls out a small little bag that he’d gotten from the SpeedWagon Foundation. Pouring it into the beer, he swirls it around waiting for it to dissolve. It was a drug to knock someone out. Something that this asshole needed.
He eventually came back with another sixpack in his hands, setting it on the ground and taking the open one from Joots hands and downing it. Jotaro watched silently as Jack slowly slumped over in the chair, Jotaro waited until he as completely out before getting up to go and find you.
He finds you standing infront of your desk in yours shared bedroom, pretty blue nightgown covering your body, it was kinda of sheer leaving so little yet so much to the imagination.
He walked up to you and placed his hands around your waist, seeing you jump in his arms. “Relax. It’s just me.” Jotaro watched as you physically relaxed in his grip. “Jotaro, what are you doing in here? Jack will get suspicious..” You muttered and Jotaro chuckles as he leans down to place kisses along your neck. “Don’t worry about him, He’s out cold. I’ll deal with him in the morning.” You nodded as Jotaro began to bunch up your night gown in his hands, raising it above your hips.
He leaned you over your desk, you felt embarrassed as he spread your legs and cupped your ass, your cunt on display for your friend. “J-jotaro-” “I drugged his ass, (y/n). He won’t bother us. Now don’t worry about that piece of shit.” You gasped, not at his words but at the feeling of his tip pressing against your warm folds.
“Such a naughty thing…you must’ve known what i was up to? Were you waiting for me?” You winced as Jotaro pushed into you, with each inch earning a whimper from you. Jotaro groaned as he felt you clench around his cock, almost enough to make him buckle over. When he finally bottomed out completely, he let out a low growl before pulling all the way out before suddenly slamming back in.
You nearly screamed out as Jotaro’s hips started a brutal pace, his cock touching places you’d never felt before. Your desk was squeaking from the powerful thrusts Jotaro was giving you, you couldn’t help but let out pitiful moans of pleasure.
“F-fuck Jotaro…, you feel s-so good!...” You cried out as Jotaro chuckles in response.
You felt like heaven to him, so tight, so good, it took Jotaro everything in him not to fuck you silly. Fuck you until you couldn’t walk and the only thing on your mind would be him and his thick cock. The cute noises you made on top of the begging for him to go faster and harder was nearly too much. Jotaro was struggling, soft grunts leaving his mouth as an idea popped into his head.
Slowly pulling out, Jotaro shushed you as you whined from losing the feeling.
“Get on the bed. Spread your legs.”
You blushed at his words, but when you saw Jotaro removing his shirt and his pants on the floor, you quickly obeyed his words and laid back on the bed. Your heart was racing as Jotaro walked over to you, pulling you by your legs to the edge of the bed. He runs a finger down your cunt before sinking it in, his eyes never leaving yours.
“Look at that pretty pink pussy..you were waiting for me to take action huh?” You nodded as your back arched, him slipping another finger in and moving them faster. Your body felt like it was on fire as Jotaro smirks down at you, loving how much your face contorted in pleasure. He should’ve moved faster, he should’ve done this sooner if he knew it was that easy to have you underneath him, begging and whining for him, his name falling off your lips like a prayer.
Jotaro removed his fingers from your cunt, before placing them on his tongue, licking them clean. You blushed and hid behind your hands. You felt Jotaro move until his face was infront of yours, he moved your hands and leaned down to capture your lips in his. You gasped into the kiss as you feel Jotaro’s cock slip between your cunt again.
Jotaro’s thrusts were brutal but pleasurable, each thrust rocked your body as Jotaro’s lips moved against yours. He was fucking you into the mattress, not caring about your passed out boyfriend in the other room. Jotaro smirks into the kiss, he knew he wasn’t going to wake up, but he didn’t want to tell you that. He purposely made sure the dose he gave was lethal. He wanted Jack out the picture so that he could swoop in and make you his pretty little wife.
Inbetween each kiss from the males,mutters of “I love you” leaves his lips. Jotaro finally pulls away from your lips placing his forehead on yours. “Mmm, you want me to fill you up huh? You want to have a kid with me not that asshole huh?..My good little whore…” You nodded in agreement, Jotaro groans in response his pace quickening as his buried his face in the crook of your neck.
Your screams got louder as you neared your orgasm, your hands running down his back leaving scratches that had the male going crazy. You whimpered as your back arched once more before you clenched around Jotaro’s cock before a wave of pleasure hit you like a truck.
Jotaro growls as his hips stilled, his seed spilling into you some spilling out with the final thrusts that Jotaro gave.
He leaned down again placing another kiss on your lips, this one feeling full of love, want and joy. Jotaro knew he had you in his grasp and this just solidified it.
Now he had to wait for the final piece to fall in place.
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And it fell right in to place. Jotaro was at work already, having left after his passionate moment with you when he got the call from you.
He smirked as he heard you crying over the phone, talking about how Jack had died from mixing drugs and drinking. He calmed you down and offered you to stay at his place, knowing how he will prepare to mold you into the perfect wife for him.
After all, you were the one he wanted.
And now he had you.
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Hello, this is my first post!
I need serious help (mentally but that’s ok). Any writers who happen to like my ideas please help, I usually daydream ideas of how I want a certain character to interact with the reader.
If you do happen to write it please tag me! Please and thank you!!
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𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐄𝐍 that know how to treat a woman. You know this isn’t their first rodeo, and it’s clear it won’t be their last. They put your pleasure above their own, making it their goal to tease you until you cry.
𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐄𝐍 that make sure your neighbors can hear you. They have no shame when it comes to making you feel good, or making you loud.
𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐄𝐍 that whisper “it’s okay baby” while they go down on you. Their thrusts are harsh, but their kisses aren’t, and they make sure to talk you through the whole thing.
𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐌𝐄𝐍 who have you calling them back because you know no one else can do you as well as they can.
Welt Yang, Old Joseph Joestar, Pt. 6 Jotaro Kujo, Endeavor, Shinjuro Rengoku, Zhongli
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Kinktober Day 11: Erotic photos - Jotaro x Reader
Kinktober Masterlist
CW: fem!reader, masturbation
I’m very slowly gonna try to catch up on the days I missed. I apologise so much for the wait but I hope you enjoy the smexy 🛐
Word Count: 1392
Crashing down onto the bed in his cabin, Jotaro groaned, taking off his hat and throwing it on the desk directly beside his bed.
As intriguing and educational as trips out to sea were, they were goddamn exhausting. Not to even mention the lack of cell service, making him unable to even phone you.
Sighing out, the marine biologist rolled over, grabbing the book laying on the desk, right beside where he threw his hat. Positioning himself once more on his back, he groaned softly as he stretched before putting his reading glasses on and opening the book, ready for some leisure time, finally.
Purely by coincidence, he opened the book to read the other titles by the author, curious to see what else the man had written, only for an envelope to fall out.
Confused, he picked it up, only to see his name written on it in your handwriting. Strange.
Sitting up a bit, Jotaro grabbed his reading glasses and positioned them a little firmer onto his nose, shifting the pillow behind him to sit better. Opening up the envelope, there was something written on the inside of the letter.
‘For when you’re lonely.’
“What did you do?” Jotaro softly mumbled to himself, confused as he then looked in the envelope, seeing several – were they notes?
Reaching in, he pulled them all out, revealing themselves to be polaroids. Yet when he turned them over, the confused frown on his face fell as instead, his cock stirred in his pants.
Right there, sitting all pretty and barely dressed, was a picture of you.
You were sitting on your knees, an innocent but teasing look in your eyes while you held the camera out, showcasing your arm on the side of the frame, which made the lingerie holding up your chest pop out all the better.
Swallowing heavily, Jotaro took off his reading glasses, placing them aside before he flipped to the next photo, putting the first one at the back of the pile.
This next one was a photo of you at the foot of the bed, your legs provocatively placed to where he could just see the inside of your thighs, all the while, his hat was shielding half your face. Though what it didn’t shield was the mischievous smile playing on your lips.
Almost entranced, he flipped to the next, a little breathless groan leaving him as he was greeted with a picture of you on the bed, your legs splayed open for the camera, the red lingerie panties you wore hiding your cunt from view, though one of your fingers was teasingly dipping inside. Oh how badly he wished he was at home with you right now, seeing this actually happen in front of him.
Reaching down, the raven palmed himself through his pants, hissing ever so slightly before he focused back on the photos, flipping this one to the back again to reveal a new one. Huffing slightly, he went right back to palming himself, his eyes – half-lidded and dark – glid over every portion of the photo. You were on your stomach, the camera only capturing half your face as the rest was an over-the-shoulder shot of your back, showing your bare ass, the red lace panties dangling from one of your feet as you crossed them in the air.
Breathing heavily, Jotaro put the pictures down before hastily grabbing his phone, going to the settings to try and get a signal – any sort of signal, but nothing worked, making him curse as he threw the device down onto the bed, his cock painfully hard in his pants.
If he could just hear your voice, just talk to you or do anything, but no. He had to be in the middle of bum-fuck-nowhere.
Reaching down, he began to unbuckle his belts, shoving his pants down just far enough to free his erection, the head already leaking precum.
Pent up and embarrassed that he was doing this while his colleagues were with him on the boat, Jotaro spit into his hand and wrapped it around his stiff cock, smearing the precum across the tip with his thumb, making him bite his lip.
With his left hand, he picked the pile of polaroids back up, glancing at the shot of your ass while he started to pump, before he used his thumb to slide the photo away, letting it fall to the bed so that he could view the next one, a shuddering breath leaving him as he brought it up to his face.
Right in frame you sat, three fingers in your mouth while you looked straight at the camera, the lingerie nowhere to be seen as your tits were out, the photo taken from a lower angle, making Jotaro’s teeth dig deeper into his lower lip.
Making slow strokes, he kept his breathing under control, the steady pleasure making his thighs tense as he slipped the polaroid away, letting it drop onto the bed to see he next one, a deep groan leaving him as he saw it, squeezing the tip of his cock at the same time.
You were on the bed, legs spread wide and showing your pussy right at the camera, glistening with arousal while your fingers spread your folds open, leaving nothing to the imagination. Not that the raven wanted that.
Closing his eyes for a second, Jotaro began breathing heavier, stroking himself faster as he then looked at the photo again, imagining his cockhead pushing at your entrance, hearing your whimpers and pleasured noises right before he’d push in, filling you up so well.
Shifting his hips slightly into his own hand, Jotaro sped up even more, dropping this polaroid to the bed as well to show the new one, his hips bucking into his hand as he saw a shot of your cunt, your three fingers in your mouth in the previous photo now buried deep in your hole, arousal coating your knuckles.
Pumping faster and squeezing, Jotaro looked at the polaroid through hazy eyes, barely able to keep them open as he jolted his hips up into his own strokes, feeling his orgasm approaching embarrassingly fast as he thought of your tight cunt; wrapped around his fingers, tongue or dick, how wet and eager you were for him, how you’d take him in without complaint or question. Oh how he wanted to stuff you full and fuck you dumb right now.
Your moans, high-pitched and whiny, your pleas for him to go faster or deeper, for him to touch your clit. Oh how he’d make you cum on his cock, feeling your tight walls squeeze around him, pulsing and spasming as you cum, milking him for all he’s worth.
Suppressing a groan, Jotaro’s hand holding the polaroids fell down, his hazy eyes glancing over to see the photos scattered on the bed, his hand around his cock pumping fast and desperately, his hips bucking into his own fist as he approached orgasm.
“Fuck-!” Gasping the curse under his breath, he arched his back as he thrust forward one more time, a groan muffled between his lips as he came, releasing all over his hand and stomach.
Ropes of cum spurted out, staining his skin and shirt as he rode out his climax, his hips slumping back down onto the bed while he pumped himself a few more times, working out all his spend before he let out a stuttering breath and let go, his cock softening as he closed his eyes and let his head fall back.
Panting, he slowly caught his breath, reaching over for tissues to clean his hand and stomach, frowning down at his shirt, knowing that was going into the pile of dirty clothes for the rest of his trip.
Taking in a deep breath, Jotaro then carefully gathered the polaroids, picking them up before raising the last photo he’d looked at, swallowing as he saw more.
Quickly flipping through, there were photos of you pleasuring yourself, with your finger and a toy, and pictures of you sitting on a dildo, your face in pure pleasure on each and every one of them.
Shaking his head, Jotaro quickly gathered them all into one pile and put them back into the envelope. One thing was sure, he wouldn’t run out of new material to use this trip.
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eating her out through underwear !
“n-no games pleaseee” you knew by the sly smirk on his face that your words were gonna go unheard. when his long tongue licked your slit through your underwear, you could scream from the need you body had. your muscles were tense, thighs shaking, and eyes big. a pout forming on your lips that he was gonna do this his way- not yours.
“it’s okay princess, i gotcha” he reassured, the same silly smirk present, a mischievous glint in his pretty orbs. he took his focus to your thighs, kissing the skin and trailing his tongue to the pattern of a stretch mark. “d-daddy” you whined bucking your hips hoping to feel something, but was only left with a harsh slap to your pussy and a “be good” warning.
he kissed your pussy through the mesh fabric underwear that had pretty red cherry decorated all over its light pink color. a wet spot appearing to show on your bud when his kisses turned into sucks. your bud in his mouth, while he sucked on it - the painfully sexy sound of the underwear catching his saliva and your moans in the rooms air.
“g-god” you shut your eyes already feeling the intense stare he had on you while he continued his foolery of plunging his tounge at your hole knowing you could only feel the heat that his mouth radiated against you, but not the warm muscle entering you.
his thumbs moved to your clit rubbing softly, the vibrations of his moans of the little bit of sweetness he could taste coming from you making him rock hard. hips rubbing into the fabric of the bed to ease the heavy feeling in his balls.
❛ armin, onyankopon, gojo, toji, zoro, ace, jotaro ༉‧₊˚
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Mine. All Mine. (Jotaro Kujo)
Sy: Jotaro thinks back on the day before, when he invited you over and things go a little hot and heavy.
Rating: 18+ (MDNI)
word count: 541 words (a mini drabble)
Warns: Slight NSFW, soft sex, soft dom!Jotaro, Switch! reader.
a/n: My love for Jotaro knows no bounds.
Also can be seen as a continuation to Ride It
Heres my kofi if you wanna support me!
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Jotaro pulled his hat over his eyes as he walked through the halls of school. He could feel the eyes on him. A pretty mix of purple and red lined along his neck was exposed for all to see. A soft smirk crossed his lips.
A chorus of gasps made that smirk drop.
“Jojo! Oh my god are you okay?”
“You’re hurt!”
“Let us take you to the nurses office!”
Of course his little posse were going to follow him. Didn’t the marks on his neck speak to them? But of course they were stupid and didn’t realize. They weren’t going to leave him alone, so he decided to go ahead and just walk to the nurses office himself.
As he was walking, his mind wandered to the activities that led him to where he was.
“You feel so good Jojo…”
“Ngh..fuck…s-so good..”
The day before, you had come over after school to officially meet his mother. Holly loved you. You were a bright ray of sunshine in Jotaro’s Life, and she loved that for him. When she say you and Jotaro holding hands walking to his home, she lit up with joy and immediately welcomed you into their home.
But oh, little did she know that the innocent like personality you put on was not who you truly were. That was just a little act that you put on, but when you got behind his room door, you turned into a little minx.
Jotaro’s hands were bound behind his back as he threw his head back with soft groans leaving his lips. They were bound together by his belts. Your plush hips met his with as you raised them and lowered them. He could only let out choked moans as you bounced on him, at a slow teasing, pace.
You leaned down to whisper in his ear, “You look so good like this Jojo..” You drawl out, moving to plant kisses along his neck. “F-fuck…baby..” Jotaro groans out, bucking his hips up into yours, earning a soft whine from you.
“Mhm..You're like a drug to me…” You say softly, your kisses turn into little bites and nibbles, which eventually turned into hickeys. Jotaro gasped which turned into a deep groan/growl, as you rolled your hips on his.
“I’m addicted to you Jojo…I can’t get enough…that day in the classroom…all those passing looks, the way you grab me and hold me..”
“I want you…now and forever..”
Jotaro shook his head as he arrived infront of the nurses office.
“Jojo~! You okay Jotaro?”
Jotaro looked down to see his plushy, beautiful princess staring back at him. Jotaro smiles and chuckled. “I’m fine. People that i was hurt again. But..it was just your marks..”
He watched as your face heats up, you avert your gaze. “Shush..” Jotaro leaned down smirking before whispering in your ear.
“Ah ah…don’t get nervous…i’m gonna mark you up just like you did me..to show everyone that you’re mine…”
You yelped as Jotaro landed a smack to your ass and led you down the hall.
“Come on (n/n), before we’re late to class..” He had a smirk on his face to which you returned and followed close behind him with a slight blush.
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JJBA men thinking of you while masturbating
NSFW / Minors don't interact / 18+
Characters: Jotaro Kujo / Bruno Bucciaratti / Josuke Higashikata / Rohan Kishibe / Giorno Giovanna x female reader
Warnings: male masturbation, fantasies about sex (blowjobs, penetrative sex), slight exhibitionism, voyeurism (Josuke’s part)
Notes: All underage characters aged up of course. Hope you enjoy and let me know what you think! Comments and reblogs are highly appreciated <3
Jotaro Kujo
Jotaro is used to being the one pined over, the one admired, turning people’s heads, the constant touch of careful hands, being adored for his sheer height and width.
What he isn’t used to, however, is being the admirer.
Since he’s laid his eyes on you, he got to know the feeling. He didn’t even realize it at first. Of course, he wants to study with you, and naturally, he wants your opinion on the latest seminar paper he has written, certainly, he wants to help you with your work. You’re his fellow student, his friend.
But when Jotaro used his stand to stop the time for just a few seconds, to freeze the sweet smile on your face as you looked at him, eyes bright and glowing, to just observe you longer like this, he realized that maybe, you’re not just his friend. Maybe, you mean more to him.
And as he sits in the library now, unable to focus on his laptop screen in front of him, he turns his head to look at you. And he’s sure; you’re not just his friend.
He can see the subtle shadow under your eyes, the way your eyelids seem too heavy, and your disheveled hair. Something tears at his very heart when he gazes at you.
You turn your head, shooting him a tired, nonetheless, sweet smile.
“Could you look at this?” You ask him, pointing at your laptop.
Jotaro nods, scooting closer to you with his chair.
The lack of proximity makes it hard for him to concentrate on the words before him, let alone your voice as you try to explain your work. He hums here and there, his eyes taking in the words, his brain not comprehending the meaning.
He can smell your scent, your subtle and sweet perfume. He feels your heat on his skin. Jotaro slightly turns his head. You’re so close, he can see every pore of your skin, your lashes, the distinct color of your eyes, and the gentle sweep of your nose. He swallows hard against the dryness of his mouth.
You turn your head, slightly rising your eyebrows, your gaze locking with his. His gaze drops to your glistening lips, his desire for you flaring hot in his chest. His head dips forward automatically, every cell of his urging him to lock his lips with yours.
His chair nearly falls over as he stands up abruptly.
“What are you doing?” You ask perplexed.
Jotaro ignores you. He can’t face you like this.
The library is almost vacant. He moves along the high shelves until his breathing has normalized a bit.
He leans against one of the shelves, trying desperately to ignore the way his blood runs hotly through his veins, the way it rushes down his body.
It’s palpable, the way he longs for you, the way he yearns to touch you. His half-hardened dick twitches in his pants at the thought of it.
He buries his face in his hands, embarrassed at his own weakness. Memories of you flood his mind; your shining lips, your bright eyes, your scent.
His head falls back against the books on the shelf, his hands dangling feebly on his side. Jotaro can’t seem to get ahold of himself. His mind is racing, he sees you, putting up your hair, exposing your slender neck, he sees you, sitting next to him, your short dress riding up your thighs.
It seems like the rational part of his brain stopped functioning. He’s not even fully aware of what he’s doing, so caught up with thinking of you, until a little sigh drips from his lips.
He looks down, seeing his dick straining noticeably against his pants, his hand palming him through his trousers.
His face flushes hot, his heartbeat pounding in his ears. No one is around, he assures himself once more.
It has no use stopping now.
Hurriedly, he tugs down his pants and boxers. His cock springs free, right into his grip. He hisses at the drag of his palm along his dick. It feels so good. The slight possibility of getting caught only heightens his lust.
He watches his fist drag along his length, taking in the bead of pre-cum dropping along his shaft, easing the glide of his hand.
He thinks about your thighs again, how soft they would feel as he’d let his large hands smooth along them, and what he would find when you spread them for him.
His head tips back against the shelf, his eyes fluttering shut as he slightly increases his pace. He imagines your glistening pussy, dripping for him. He’d sink his long, thick fingers into you, curling and scissoring them until he has you whimpering and whining, begging for him to finally fuck you.
Jotaro can practically see your expression; your doe-eyes peering at him, your lips parted, your body trembling. A low groan rips past his chest, his fist squeezing his cock just a little tighter.
He pictures you, sitting atop of him, your delicate hands pressing against his chest as you lower yourself on his dick, slowly taking him in, your eyes rolling to the back of your head when he fills you up completely. He would watch your pretty tits bouncing with every move of yours, and the beautiful, lust-drunk expression on your face.
His hips stutter forward into his fist as he imagines rutting into you, holding your hips so tightly as he fucks up into you. He can practically hear your moans, your sweet, whiny whimpers, and the way his skin slaps against yours.
Jotaro increases the pace of his hand, concentrating on his sensitive tip, a strained gasp falling from his parted lips.
He imagines you cumming, his name drops from your lips, drawn out into a delirious moan. He can almost feel it; the way your pussy would spasm around his throbbing dick, practically urging him to spill his seed into you.
A string of curses leave his lips, his hips stuttering into his hand once more before he cums. He jerks through his orgasm, a spurt of cum dripping down his dick, onto his hand, with each hurried stroke. He thinks about rolling his hips into you, letting your pussy milk him dry as a mess of your slick and his cum runs down your thighs.
He shallowly thrusts into his fist until he’s hissing from overstimulation. His heavy eyes flutter open, his heart racing in his heaving chest as his gaze drops.
A strained sigh drops from his lips as he takes in his messy hand holding his weeping length. Slowly, he comes back down to earth, realizing what he’s just done.
His head snaps in the direction where you’re probably sitting, hopefully, still staring at your laptop screen. And Jotaro just stands here, a few meters away, his released emotions for you tainting his hand.
Bruno Bucciaratti
It’s obvious that you’re new on the job. Bruno doesn’t notice this solely because he’s a regular at the restaurant and hasn’t seen you before.
Rather, it is the way you fail to see the subtle signs the guests give you, asking for the check or mixing up orders one too many times.
You’re the new waitress. And until now you don’t do a great job.
It’s obvious that you’re stressed, evident from the slight sheen of sweat on your forehead and the way your cheeks glow. A wave of sympathy washes over Bucciaratti as he watches you rush around the restaurant. And he feels something more, a little tug in his chest because you just look so unbelievably cute while doing that.
He’s not even mad that he already had to wait so long for you to finally bring him his wine. Because when you do, he can look at you from up close, observing your delicate fingers place the wine glass on his table, watching the loose strands of hair hanging into your face.
And when he thanks you, the smile you give him makes the minutes worth the wait.
His eyes hang onto your body as he watches you retreat. He’s glad that his fellow gang members aren’t here right now because they surely would tease him for being a pervert or something. But he just can’t help himself, his eyes greedily glide along your silhouette.
Bruno takes a sip of his wine, trying to cool down the hotness rushing through his body.
He orders his second glass and he’s not sure if he just flatters himself, but he’s pretty sure that you pay particular attention to him. Or maybe he’s just deluding himself.
When you walk towards him, his eyes cling to your waist and the way your trousers hug you so right. You look amazing; even when you’re stressed.
He breathes in your scent when you lean closer to him, basking in the feeling of your warmth.
The clang of the glass rudely rips him out of his thoughts.
Seems like you’re not only incredibly gorgeous but also incredibly clumsy.
The wine leaks over the table, staining the white tablecloth red and spilling all over his pants.
“Oh my god, I’m so sorry.” The panic in your voice is palpable.
“Don’t worry,” he tries to soothe you.
He watches your eyes nervously flickering over the mess you made before they lock with his.
You look at him with so much gratitude because he doesn’t make a big scene. His heart flutters in his chest.
You quickly take ahold of a napkin, dabbing it on his trousers, trying to let the fabric soak up the liquid.
You’re so close, bending down, granting him an intimate look right on your cleavage. Bruno swallows hard, reluctantly averting his gaze.
He can barely hear you muttering your apologies. He just tries to stay calm, to think of anything other than your hand smoothing along his thigh, rubbing over his stained trousers.
The motion just makes a flood of sinful associations enter his mind. He can practically feel his face growing hot.
Abruptly he gets up. You look at him startled.
“Sorry did I-“
“I’m just going to clean myself up, no worries really,” he adds, unable to bear the way you gaze at him.
The stain is big, bright red, clearly noticeable on his white trousers. The soap and water he applies have no use in helping it whatsoever.
He doesn’t even care, his mind is somewhere else anyway.
Bruno just can’t get over the way you looked up at him, the lack of proximity you two found yourself in, and the way you were practically kneeling in front of him. He can only think about you doing other things in that position.
A long sigh escapes his mouth. He surrenders, stopping to take care of his stain. His head falls against the closed bathroom door and he allows himself to let his desires take hold of his body and mind.
His dick strains hard against his pants as he sees you in front of him again, kneeling, with those doe eyes peering up at him.
He frees his cock from the confinement of his pants, wrapping his hand tightly around his girth. Bruno hisses quietly, dragging his hand along his throbbing length, imagining it is your hand wrapped around him instead.
He visualizes your hand pumping into his swollen head, the way his cock would look so big in comparison. A low gasp drops from his lips as a bead of pre-cum drips down his shaft, easing the glide of his eager hand.
His head tips back against the door, thinking about you kneeling in front of him, looking up at him as your delicate hand strokes his cock.
The pace of his hurried hand increases, as he envisions you taking him into your mouth, softly sucking on his flushed tip, your eyes peering up at him obediently. He bites back a low whine.
He sees your beautiful face in front of him; your glowing face, your starry eyes, as you take all of him inside of your pretty mouth. His hands would thread through your hair, holding you, feeling the restriction of your tight throat. And then you would follow his guidance, bobbing your head just how he likes it.
Bruno groans quietly. “Just like that,” he mutters, pumping hurriedly into his swollen head.
He can clearly see you in his mind, those unbelievable eyes staring up at him, tears spilling over as he ruts into the wet, soft heat of your mouth. His hips involuntarily rut forward into his fist.
A low whine slips past his lips, which he has no control over. He practically feels your swollen lips wrapped around him.
His hips stutter forward into his hands, two, three times before he tips over the edge. His orgasm washes over him, his thighs tensing, breathing erratic.
Bucciaratti jerks through his orgasm, panting hard, imagining his dick pulsing in your mouth, his cum landing on your awaiting tongue as you swallow everything that he gives you.
Then he’d pull out, letting his hot spurts of cum land on your beautiful face, mixing in with your spit, dripping down your chin, your cheeks. He groans desperately, seeing your messy face, your lips parted, opening your mouth eagerly for him, glassy eyes staring up at him obediently as he paints your face white.
His fist pumps into his swollen tip until he hisses from the overstimulation. Only then he slowly opens his eyes, taking in his soiled hand.
This mess may compete with the one you spilled on his table.
Josuke Higashikata
Sometimes Josuke really has to wonder if you do it on purpose. Can you really be that unaware of your surroundings, this clueless?
It isn’t the first time he has watched you like this. Far from it actually.
Since you’ve moved into the house right next to his, you made a habit of getting undressed, late in the evening or night, your light illuminating the room, leaving little room for imagination.
You haven’t invested in any kind of curtains yet and your lucky neighbor hopes you never will.
It has kind of become a habit of his, watching you through his dark windows, careful that you don’t notice him. And you never do.
Josuke observes how you lose your sweater first, followed by the top you were wearing underneath. He sucks in a little breath when he notices that you weren’t wearing a bra underneath. He can clearly see the outline of your bare breast, the way they softly jiggle as you throw the top somewhere.
Blood rushes down his body as his eyes greedily glide along your exposed upper body, your beautiful tits, your soft tummy, and your waist. He swallows against the dryness of his mouth, desperately hoping that one day he could be the one undressing you.
You open your jeans now, letting them plummet on the floor before stepping out of them. You bent over, picking them up to fold them away.
Fortunately for him, this gives him a perfect view of your ass. He can see your pussy through your panties, squished between those perfect asscheeks.
His heart beats violently against this ribcage, his blood running hot. He can feel it; the twitching of his hardened cock.
What he would give to bend you over like this himself, to pull those panties to the side. Josuke pulls down his pants, freeing his throbbing cock, wrapping his hand around his girth, because now his favorite part of your little routine comes; the instant he replays in his mind day and night.
You pull down your panties, carelessly tossing them on the floor, leaving your body completely bare. You observe your own reflection in the large mirror hanging on your wall. You let your fingers run through your hair, before they glide along your sides, your gaze following them, sliding along your body.
Josuke strokes his dick, his hungry eyes gliding along your silhouette, leaving no part unseen. You’re enticing. He could watch you like this forever.
But he can’t. You get your kimono, tieing it around your waist as you step out of the room, switching off the light.
Josuke sighs. He closes his eyes, still seeing your body in front of him.
He imagines his large hands gliding along your sides, feeling your soft skin under his, grabbing, kneading your flesh. He would cup your breasts, letting his thumbs circle your nipples until they harden under his touch.
What he would give to gaze deep into your eyes, pressing kisses along your throat, further down, sucking your nipples, hearing your voice bleeding into a soft moan.
His hand increases his pace as he imagines dropping to his knees, smoothing his palms along your hips, grabbing your ass.
A low whine rips past his chest as he thinks about your pretty pussy, right in front of his face.
He would worship you, his eager lips pressing feathery kisses onto your plush thighs before letting himself allow a taste of you. He just knows you would taste so good, letting his tongue glide along your folds, teasingly, before his tongue would draw tight circles on your sensitive clit.
Josuke imagines you bending in front of him, facing your floor-length mirror, as he slowly sinks into your sloppy pussy.
He would watch you, your reflection, the way your expression would change with each of his slow, deep thrusts, your face glowing as you watch yourself getting fucked by him. He knows you like to watch yourself.
He hurriedly pumps into his swollen tip, a bead of pre-cum rolling down his length, easing the glide of his eager hand.
Josuke can practically hear your voice, your whines, and the depraved sounds of pleasure, skin slapping against skin, the wet squelch of your pussy as you drip all over him. He would watch his large, slick cock split you open, again and again until he has your whole body trembling.
He imagines it's your pussy wrapped so tightly around his twitching cock, not his own hand, as he fucks into his fist. His hips involuntarily stutter forward into his hand before he tips over the edge.
He groans breathlessly, a string of curses leaving his lips as he jerks himself through his orgasm. His hot cum stains his hand, dripping down his shaft as he shallowly thrusts into his fist, riding out his high. He lets go of himself, panting as he comes down from his high.
Josuke will be there the next evening as well, waiting for you to give him his show.
Rohan Kishibe
Rohan observes you, he practically reads your face like a book - and this without the help of Heaven’s Door.
He hates you for your obvious expression. He really does.
You skim through his latest proposal for his manga, your delicate hands turning page after page as his green eyes hang onto your every expression.
You're strict with him and honest. Most people would probably appreciate it if their manga editor possessed such qualities. Rohan doesn’t. He hates getting told what to do. He knows he’s good. Everyone knows this. Everyone should.
Only you don’t seem to, often having suggestions or comments. He pretends like these aren’t helpful. He doesn’t want to give you the satisfaction.
Just like now, as you propose some suggestions, pointing out some inconsistencies in the story, he just listens, his eyes gazing into yours.
“How very helpful of you, I can really count on you, my love,” he hums, his voice dripping with sarcasm.
You bite back a smile, standing up from the seat behind your desk, and making your way to him. You stand behind him now, your hands resting on his shoulders. His muscle tense under your touch. You dip down, letting your hands glide along his chest, playfully so.
Rohan feels your breath on his neck and your heat on his skin, his nose filling up with your scent.
“Oh, you know me, always at your service,” you breathe into his ear before you retreat.
He composes himself, hurriedly standing up as well, saying goodbye to you as usual. He sees a smirk tugging at the corner of your lips. He fully knows, that you just enjoyed baffling him. And he can’t seem to have anything to say, that would imply that he wasn’t.
The moment resurfaces in his mind throughout the remaining day.
He doesn’t know why meeting you always aggravates him so much. But this time you really were too much.
Late at night, when he’s lying in his bed, he really can’t seem to shake the memory of him. It’s like he can still feel your hot breath on his neck, your soft, inviting voice. He practically feels your hands smoothing along his chest.
Rohan desperately tries to ignore the way his dick twitches in his boxers. He has to tell himself that he doesn’t like you. Not one bit. Not at all. He tosses and turns, throwing his blanket away, and getting up to get himself some water.
It doesn’t help. He sits at the edge of his bed, looking down at his hardened cock showing through his boxers.
Every minute he doesn’t do anything, his longing for pleasure, for release, seems to heighten until he’s unable to hold back anymore.
Rohan tugs down his boxers, letting his cock spring into his grip. The first, slow drag of his palm along his length elicits him a gasp of relief. He lowers his gaze, watching as he drags his fist up and down his cock.
His mind is somewhere entirely else.
He thinks about you. About your hands on his chest, about your scent, about your sweet, honeyed voice.
He imagines you’re here in the room with him, that it was your hand that is dragging along his weeping length.
Rohan envisions you kneeling in front of him, your eyes peering up at him curiously before you wrap your plush lips around him. You’d look so good with hollowed cheeks and obedient eyes, bobbing your head.
“Just like that,” he mumbles. His grip grew a little tighter with each pump of his hand.
He visualizes his hand threading through your hair, pushing you to take more of him. He yearns to see tears spill from your eyes, he wants you to gag on his cock.
“Nothing to say now, huh?” He mumbles deliriously, lost in his fantasy.
He pretends it's your mouth and throat he’s fucking into, not his own hand. A breathless moan pulled from his chest, and another bead of pre-cum dripped down his cock to ease the glide of his hurried hand.
He can feel his impending orgasm, the way the knot in his stomach is twisting tighter and tighter with each harsh stroke of his hand.
A desperate groan falls from his mouth when he imagines your glassy eyes peering up at him. He envisions slipping his cock out of your mouth, and how you would loll out your tongue for him.
“You want that? Want me to cum all over that pretty face of yours, huh?” His voice is breathless, strained.
A low whine rips past his chest as he practically hears your whiny, desperate “Yes.”
He cums, a drawn-out moan of your name filling up the room, as his orgasm washes over him. His thighs tremble, his abdomen tensing as his hot cum paints his hand white.
He visualizes his spurts of cum landing on your tongue, dripping down your chin and lips, mixing in with your spit, imagining you swallowing, eagerly taking all that he gives you.
“Good girl,” he breathes, his chest heaving with his heavy pants.
Slowly he comes back into reality as his cock softens in his hand. His dick falls heavy against his thigh, as he observes the mess he made.
Rohan swallows, muttering to himself that he really does find you annoying. But he isn’t so sure if he can still believe this now.
Giorno Giovanna
Giorno leans against the rough bark of the tall birch, his long legs spread on the grass. He’s letting his eye wander, observing people walking their dogs, kids playing tag, and friend groups sitting in a circle on the green grass, beer in hand.
It fulfills him with contentment, with a certain tranquility when he sees all these people that are so happy, so careless, seeming so innocent and pure. He often comes here, clearing his mind, forgetting about all his duties and stress.
And as his gaze moves from one place to another he discovers you. As his eyes rest on you, he wonders how he could’ve been caught up in observing anything other. And now that he has seen you, how could he look away?
You’re sitting on a bench not far from him, a book in your delicate hands. Hair falls into your face, softly swaying in the breeze. He notices the corners of your eyes crinkling as you try to make out the sentences in the bright sunlight.
After a few minutes, it seems like you have given up, placing the book next to you on the bench. Your eyes fall close, soaking up the sun.
And Giorno just watches you; angling your face towards the sun, discarded book next to you, the soft breeze playing with your hair.
He doesn’t know why he can’t seem to tear his eyes away. It calms him in a way that is hard to describe, to see you comfortable in your skin, with no trace of stress or worry painted on your face, falling into the moment, appreciating it. It touches something deep within himself.
Giorno is mostly surrounded by hard, harsh people. Men that have killed, and will do so again.
It’s refreshing to look at you, it makes his skin feel warmer than the sun shining upon it.
He doesn’t know how to approach you, he’s not even sure if he should. He picks up a blade of grass, letting his stand metamorphose it into a butterfly.
The little insect reels through the air, heading for you.
You don’t notice it until it lands on the tip of your nose. Your eyes open languidly. They grow wider as they take in the butterfly right before them.
It takes off again, fluttering a few centimeters in front of your face. Giorno watches you laugh out of surprise, your smile shining brighter than the afternoon sun.
You stretch out your hand, the butterfly landing on your finger, sitting still. The wonder in your eyes as you observe it from up close makes his heart flutter, just like the butterfly’s wings. He’s entranced, his eyes hanging onto you until you go.
And when he is back in his home, after talking to some of his subordinates, after feeling the stress and his responsibility resting on his shoulders anew he wishes he could see you. To let his gaze travel along your features, to feel this tenderness washing over himself again.
He leans back in his chair behind his desk, picturing you. How your eyes widened in surprise upon gazing at the butterfly, how your delicate hand waved through the air, how your skin glowed in the sun.
Giorno can’t help wondering how soft your skin would feel against his lips, imagining kissing your shut eyes, pressing feathery kisses onto every centimeter of your face until his ears pick up your soft giggles. He would pull away, his nose nearly touching yours, his hands cradling your cheeks, watching the creases at the corner of your eyes deepening.
This is harmless. This is okay.
But his mind can’t stop running. He can’t stop his thoughts from wandering, from imagining himself pressing tender kisses along your jaw, your throat, along your breasts.
He thinks about taking your nipple into his mouth, softly sucking, noticing your breath deepening, his other hand kneading your other breast.
Giorno gulps, his blood rushing down his body. He imagines moving further down, a trail of kisses along your waist, your stomach, along your thighs.
His breath hitches, feeling his dick straining against his pants. He wonders how your pussy would look, how sweet you would taste, as his tongue laps at your folds.
His chest burns with desire, his cheeks hot as he just can’t shake these thoughts off.
Reluctantly, he gives in to his urges. He tugs down his pants and boxers, his hand wrapping around his hardened cock.
His head rests against his chair. His eyes drifted shut, to visualize you more clearly. He sees you in front of him, your unbelievable eyes staring up at him, slightly widening as he sinks into your wet pussy, his cock being encompassed by your warm, tight walls. A sigh drops from his lips.
His thumb swipes across his slit, collecting the bead of pre-cum that has gathered there. Slowly, he starts to drag his hand along his length, pumping into his swollen tip, before repeating the gesture. With each pass, his grip grows a little bit tighter, and his fantasies a little dirtier.
He imagines it's your pussy that is wrapped so tightly around his cock, not his own hand. He pictures your every expression, your eyes darkening, your cheeks burning, your plush lips dropping open, releasing sweet moans and whimpers.
Giorno wants to see you tremble, wants to see you fall apart underneath him, because of him. He mimics the slow and deliberate thrust with his hand, before increasing his pace. A drawn out, breathless moan escapes his parted lips.
He yearns to see the surprised look in your eyes, the little frown on your face, as he throws your legs over his shoulders, thrusting even deeper into you.
He would fuck you until you quiver underneath him, until your voice is hoarse until you can’t see straight, until you’re a mess, gushing all over his cock. He would fuck you until you’re satisfied.
Only then he’ll let himself succumb. A groan rips past his heaving chest as he imagines your pussy clenching down on him greedily, urging him to spill every drop of his hot cum deep within you.
With that thought in his mind, with him envisioning your sloppy pussy fluttering around his dick, he cums. A groan drops from his lips, his fist squeezing a little tighter, concentrating on his swollen tip as his orgasm washes over him.
He envisions himself buried deep inside of you, his cock throbbing with each rope of hot cum he fills you up with.
Shallowly he rides out his high, his body twitching helplessly as his ropes of creamy cum drip down his thick shaft and onto his hand, imagining your pussy milking him dry.
He’s breathless, his chest heaving with pants, as he lets go of himself. His gaze drops onto his soiled hand.
Giorno wonders how such a sweet and tender thing as you could lead him to do such lascivious things.
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𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐚𝐠𝐞. ₊˚ෆ
𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬; 𝐣𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧, 𝐣𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐩𝐡, 𝐬𝐝𝐜 𝐣𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨, 𝐩𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐝𝐢𝐨, 𝐜𝐚𝐞𝐬𝐚𝐫, 𝐝𝐢𝐮 𝐣𝐨𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐨.
𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬; 𝐬𝐦𝐮𝐭, 𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐦𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠/𝐝𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠.
jonathan joestar
sfw!
⋆ would def pick flowers for you and surprise you with them! ❀
⋆ loves to help you cook & bake, especially when you're making cookies or pastries. mans literally jumps at the oppurtunity to help his lady out.
⋆ would write you small letters in which he reminded you how special you are to him and how lucky he is to have you in his life.
⋆ loves to hold your hand in his, basically 24/7. he thinks it's adorable how your hands are so small compared to his.
⋆ loves to hold you in general, he's very big on pda.
⋆ when he doesn't have to train, he always hopes it's sunny outside so he can take you on a long walk, and have a picnic! 🌷🧺*:･
⋆ sometimes speedwagon & will are invited (will decided to crash it and speedwagon couldn't stop him).
⋆ you can bet your ass he did all the preperations for the picnic without your knowledge.
⋆ not a day goes by without him verbally saying "i love you".
nsfw!
⋆ will literally spend hours eating you out, he has a strict policy that you MUST cum before him, his own release be damned. ladies first.
⋆ slow love making with him praising the shit out of you.
⋆ "you're doing so well darling, taking me so good."
⋆ "look at you, all sprawled out for me, and that face.. you're absolutely enchanting. you're driving me crazy, my dearest."
⋆ during the early stage of your relationship, dio has tried to convince you that you'd be better off with 'a real man' instead of jonathan.
⋆ "sweetheart, i'm positive that jojo has no idea how to please a lady.. how about i show you what you're missing out on?"
⋆ you jokingly told jonathan about this encounter one night, and that lit a certain fire in him.
⋆ you were.. sore the next morning to say the least. he overstimulated you in the most delicious way possible, giving you a total of 4(!) orgasms in one night. and boy did he make sure that dio heard it all.
⋆ dio didn't sleep that night. ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;)
joseph joestar
sfw!
⋆ this mf
⋆ he loves to make you laugh.
⋆ like seriously, he'll do the most stupid things to get a reaction out of you.
⋆ especially when you're sad or moody, he can't stand seeing his girl in a bad mood.
⋆ will def tickle you, just so he can hear you laugh.
⋆ "j-joseph, stop! i can't take it anymore!"
⋆ "too bad! i'm sorry love, but you just sound so lovely, i can't get enough of it!"
⋆ will try to be super romantic by bringing you breakfast in bed, but either trips on something before he enters the bedroom, or almost burns the kitchen down because he forgot to turn off the stove.
⋆ makes up for it later by buying you a box of chocolates in a heart shaped box.
⋆ which he already ate half of. (╥﹏╥)
⋆ looooves to tease you, the blush that creeps up on your face is what he lives for fr.
⋆ like before you started dating, he'd always make flirty comments, but one night, he picked up all his courage to nonchalantly ask you; "what would be your dream first date, and what time should I pick you up for it?"
⋆ it only took one dinner date for you to become a couple.
⋆ caesar was in shock.
⋆ literally held his hand to your forehead to check if you weren't sick.
⋆ "what in god's name do you see in this baboon?" joseph couldn't hide his excitement and grabbed you by the waist to pick you up and spin you around.
⋆ "well caesarino, this 'baboon' is dating the most sexy woman in the whole world!"
⋆ you had to hide your face in your hands after that comment.
⋆ super handsy, like he'll always have his arm around you or some shit, very big on pda, especially around caesar.
⋆ really loves to just stare at you without saying anything.
⋆ "jojo, you've been staring at me for a good 2 minutes now, it's starting to become a little creepy." you'll say, frowning your brows.
⋆ "can't a man just admire his woman in peace?" he shot back, eyes still fixed on you. (*꒦ິ꒳꒦ີ)
⋆ that's when you realise that you're madly in love with him.
⋆ although he's a big goof most of the time, he loves those moments where the two of you wake up on a free day, and just cuddle in bed while he whispers sweet nothings in your ear.
nsfw!
⋆ loves for you to sit on his face and just hold you there with a tight grip.
⋆ the first time he offered you to try this out, you were scared that you might crush him. but joseph assured you that that might be the best possible death he could imagine.
⋆ ate like a starved man.
⋆ occasionally loves it when you tie him up and just have your way with him.
⋆ loves to give you massages, which obv turn out sexual. we all know joseph is NOT capable of touching your ass without his mind starting to wander.
⋆ loves to wake you up with his mouth on your clit. but the big ass bastard loves to tease. he'll make you almost cum like 3 times, before he gets up and licks the arousal from his lips with a smirk.
⋆ you're literally crying from frustration, looking at him with a pout.
⋆ "okay sweet stuff, i think have teased you enough for now." he says while resting his hand on your cheek, moving his thumb to your bottom lip.
⋆ on instinct, you open your mouth and softly suck on his thumb, making him let out a soft groan.
⋆ "you little minx.. you're dying for me to pound that tight little cunt, aren't you?" he laughs, while removing his thumb from your mouth.
⋆ in the bedroom next to yours, caesar sits on his bed with an annoyed expression, hoping you two would shut the hell up for once, considering it's 6 in the morning. ᶻ 𝘇 𐰁
jotaro kujo (sdc, no nsfw)
⋆ he has a hard time expressing his emotions towards you.
⋆ you are aware of this, but sometimes wonder if he actually likes you or not.
⋆ but he never let's you wonder for too long, because every time those thoughts creep up into your head, he'll prove to you that you're his.
⋆ especially when the crusaders are seated in the car with polnareff behind the wheel (best decision ever). he'll always make sure that you're sitting next to him, so he can hold your hand.
⋆ if you're a smoker, he really enjoys taking smoke breaks with you.
⋆ he'll purposefully wait until you're craving a cig, so he can smoke one with you. ‹𝟹
⋆ secretly steals your lighter(s) so he has to light up your cig, he thinks the act is very intimate.
⋆ likes to play with your hair.
⋆ doesn't like pda, but he'll let you hold his hand in public, because he knows it makes you feel safe.
⋆ loves hearing you talk about stuff you're interested in, like just hearing you ramble makes his heart flutter.
⋆ one time, when he was sure no one was looking, he tipped your chin up and just planted the most passionate kiss ever on your lips out of nowhere. ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;)
⋆ when he was done, he let go of your face and pretended nothing happened, leaving you with the deepest red blush on your cheeks, wide eyed and jaw dropped.
⋆ joseph literally became worried, because he thought you were going to faint or something.
⋆ avdol and kakyoin looked at each other with a worried expression, while polnareff took a glance at jotaro, noticing the slight smirk on his lips. polnareff quickly realized what had just happened, but decided to keep quiet, finding it all too hilarious.
⋆ after a tough battle against one of the enemy stands, he's really mad at you for intervening, pacing around the hotel room you two shared.
⋆ "you could've gotten one of us killed, are you actually that stupid? you should've stayed out of it!" he yelled, looking at you with an expression that lowkey scared the living shit out of you.
⋆ "well, you're welcome for saving your asses out there! if it wasn't for me, joseph would've met his maker today!" you yelled back, tears of anger prickling in your eyes.
⋆ "you know jotaro, a 'thank you' really wouldn't be out of place here." you add, while grabbing your jacket (and if you smoke, a pack of cigs).
⋆ you decide it's probably best to get out of there for a little while, grabbing the key card from the holder. just as you wanted to make your way out, you feel his hand grabbing your wrist, pulling you against his broad chest. holding you like he'll never have the chance to again.
⋆ "i didn't mean it like that.. i was just scared as hell to lose you." he softly spoke, his chin resting on the top of your head.
⋆ "of course i'm thankful that you saved the old man's life, but i can't risk anything happening to you." he added, voice trembling slightly.
⋆ you felt a smile creep up on your face, tilting your face up to look him directly in his eyes, a few tears falling from yours in the process.
⋆ "besides, you're the only girl i know who can talk the literal ears off my head without annoying the shit out of me." he said while letting out a soft laugh, wiping the tears off your cheeks with his thumb.
dio brando (phantom blood, pre vampire)
sfw!
⋆ actually has a soft spot for you, you're the only person that could potentially break him if you really wanted to. this thought scares him to death.
⋆ he knew he was doomed as soon as he realised that his heart began to beat faster, every time he'd look at you.
⋆ will never talk to you about his past, especially his father.
⋆ his girl's precious ears, shouldn't have to endure the pure horror that is dario brando.
⋆ ever since you started dating, he began developing this strong primal urge to protect you.
⋆ won't let you walk around alone on the streets ever.
⋆ a little too big on pda, especially around jonathan. (ó﹏ò｡)
⋆ like he'll always make a show out of kissing you.
⋆ you're literally his 'first love', he has never felt this way before about anyone, making him very clueless when it comes to showing his affection.
⋆ will help you study when you have an exam coming up.
⋆ will scold you for answering a question wrong tho.
⋆ you'll never mention it to him, but when you are in bed together he'll unbekownst to him pull you closer, burying his face in your neck, like you'd disappear if he let go.
⋆ the fact that he wakes up earlier than you, makes what leaves this action unspoken.
⋆ actually spends less time trying to torment jonathan because he hates the look on your face every time you find out about something he pulled on jonathan again. jonathan is forever grateful for you because of this.
⋆ loves to sit down with you after dinner, and drink a good glass of wine together while discussing topics that interest him. he thinks you're worthy of his precious time to do so.
⋆ the pda kissing, is mostly to stroke his ego. it's rough and quick without any real emotion except pride. but when the two of you are alone, he can't get enough of passionately kissing your lips until they're raw. making you have to part from him multiple times to catch your breath, and your composure.
⋆ "my, my.. already tired, my love?" he chuckles while holding his hand on your cheek, making you melt into his soft touch.
nsfw!
⋆ you'll only have to give him a certain look to get him going.
⋆ don't even dare to give him that look in public, because he will drag you home immediately, and make you regret it.
⋆ he secretly loves it.
⋆ he loves to see the bliss on your face, covered in tears and spit while fucking you.
⋆ rarely romantic, except on one occasion when you were having a particularly rough day.
⋆ he scooped you up into his arms without saying a word, carried you upstairs to his chambers, and spent the entire night kissing you all over and praising you.
⋆ "the most beautiful woman i've ever laid my eyes on, go ahead, cum for me darling.. let it all out." he'd coo while holding you close as he hit that spot in you that drove you crazy.
⋆ you slept with his cock still burried in you, enjoying each other's warmth.
⋆ the thought of that night always gives you butterflies, but he'll never mention it again after.
⋆ wants to make you his wife at one point. (ó﹏ò｡)
caesar zeppeli aka the loml
sfw!
⋆ we all know he's quite the ladies' man.
⋆ but as soon as he meets you, he knows he's done for.
⋆ will surprise you with the biggest bouquet of roses out of nowhere.
⋆ "i don't need a better reason to surprise you than getting to see that gorgeous face of yours next to me every morning when i wake up, signorina." (੭ ˊ^ˋ)੭ ♡
⋆ enjoys reading a book with you, especially reading it to you while you're in his arms.
⋆ he knows you love wearing his shirts to sleep in, because it smells like his cologne and the soap that he uses. (hell, you'll even wear them in public). so he'll purposefully throw one in the dryer, and spray a tiny amount of his cologne on it before bedtime, so it’s extra warm and cosy for you to wear.
⋆ loves to cook with you and have dinner after. don’t expect to do the dishes after, caesar will take care of them. no argument.
⋆ loves to buy you cute summer dresses and skirts, looks forward to the little fashion show bit when you try them on and show them to him, he thinks it’s adorable.
⋆ he’ll lift you by the waist, hooking his arm’s beneath your bottom, making your legs wrap around his torso.
⋆ “look at you! you look amazing, mia amata.”
⋆ joseph gave a face of grimace and loudly (and quite unnecessarily) groaned in the background while reading the morning paper.
⋆ “are you jealous, jojo? haha, i understand! if you’d have someone like this little angel by your side, i wouldn’t doubt my own jealousy.”
⋆ joseph was even more annoyed at this point, attempting to throw the paper at him, but falling from his chair in the process. ૮ – ﻌ–ა
nsfw! this is pretty cute tbh.
⋆ loves it when you ride him, so he can pull you down in an embrace while he thrusts up into you.
⋆ suuuper romantic most of the time.
⋆ 10/10 aftercare, he'll prepare a nice warm bath for you, makes sure you're hydrated and have some snacks ready for you, and will cuddle with you in bed after.
⋆ like not just after rough love making, basically every time y'all have sex.
⋆ "how are you feeling, bellezza? i wasn't too rough, no?"
⋆ like jonathan, he has a strict policy that you MUST cum before him.
⋆ hell, he'll thrust into the mattress while he's eating you out to keep himself focused.
⋆ nothing is as important to him as his lady's pleasure. (❀´ ˘ `❀)
⋆ will def smack your ass in public to embarass you, and rile you up.
⋆ actually asked you to marry him after a very romantic session of love making.
⋆ like you're standing on the balcony, dressed in only one of his shirts, that stops at your mid thigh.
⋆ as caesar walks out of the bathroom and sees you standing there, he knows that this is the perfect moment.
⋆ he'll wrap his arms around you from behind, kissing the top of your head while doing so.
⋆ while you're enjoying the act of his small touches, he suddenly turns you around so you're facing him. he lifts his hand up to your cheek and rubs his thumb along it.
⋆ "amore mio, sei la donna dei miei sogni. ti prego, lascia che ti faccia mia, per sempre." he speaks softly, knocking the air out of lungs, just because it sounds so sexy when he speaks in italian.
⋆ "honey, you know that i have no clue what you're saying, right?" you chuckle, wondering what he had to say.
⋆ "maybe this will help you understand." he said as he dropped himself to one knee, reaching for the back pocket of his sweatpants.
⋆ you literally froze.
⋆ "angelo mio, vuoi sposarmi?" he asked, slowly opening the little red velvet case he held in his hands, showing you the most beautiful ring you've ever seen.
⋆ you were sobbing at this point.
⋆ "i still have no idea what that means exactly, but i hope that you're asking me something along the lines of being your wife, yes?" you laughed as you sniffled.
⋆ "i did!" he excitedly said, watching as you took the ring, and placed it around your ring finger. (๑ > ᴗ < ๑)
⋆ he scooped you up and took you to bed again, anticipating a long night of love making, as sweet as honey.
jotaro kujo (diu)
sfw!
⋆ still finds it difficult to express his emotions sometimes, but got a lot better with it.
⋆ loves to have lunch/dinner with you, and talk about what the both of you did that day.
⋆ in summertime, he will take you on a walk through the park after dinner, while enjoying some ice cream! he thinks it's hilarious to see your face covered in it. •⩊•
⋆ "jotaro, do i have some on my face?" you'll question as he tries to hold back a grin.
⋆ "yes, you have a little bit right on your top lip." he'll answer, watching as you try to get it off, resulting in only making it worse.
⋆ "yea, you got it." he'll smile at you, dying of laughter on the inside.
⋆ "thank you, honey!" you'll grab his hand to hold, unaware of how your entire mouth and chin, are now covered in ice cream.
⋆ looooves the way you smell, literally addicted to your scent.
⋆ will remind you of this a lot.
⋆ because of this, he'll buy a bunch of shower gel, shampoo and anything else he can find that reminds him of you, and takes it with him whenever he's away from home.
⋆ also loves spoiling you with little gifts, necklaces, perfume (duh), this man literally gifted you a personalised star map with how the stars stood on the night y'all met for valentine's day.. like-"
⋆ he really loves you good you and little jolyne get along.
⋆ jolyne is literally obsessed with you, asking you to have a tea party almost every time you see her.
⋆ wants to have a child with you (if you want to ofc). ✧˖°.
nsfw!
⋆ in the beginning of the relationship, the two of you would have a lot of sex.
⋆ it actually was the easiest way for him to express his desire and love to you.
⋆ but as the relationship progressed, he became very busy with work and defeating kira, so your sex life was at an all time low.
⋆ it became so bad that you started to wonder if he even found you attractive anymore, and if he perhaps was seeing someone on the side
⋆ ah hell nawh. ৻( •̀ ᗜ •́ ৻)
⋆ you took it upon yourself to question him about it one night, sneaking into his office while he was seated behind his computer, typing away in deep focus.
⋆ he didn't acknowledge you when you stepped in, making you feel even worse than before.
⋆ "do you even desire me at all anymore?" you spoke sternly, looking towards where he was seated.
⋆ this made him look up from his screen so quick, you were sure he caught a whiplash just then.
⋆ "where'd you get that stupid idea from?" he scoffed, turning his face back to his screen, continuing his typing.
⋆ now you were fuming with rage, forcing your body to stand right in front of his desk.
⋆ "oh well, i don't know jotaro.. maybe the fact that you haven't touched me in literally a month?!" your voice laced with anger, annoyance and slight sadness.
⋆ he stopped typing and looked up at you without any emotion on his face, not making this situation better for himself at all.
⋆ "look, if you're seeing someone else, fucking tell me right now so we can get this over with!" you yelled, planning on making your way out of his office, too hurt to even look at him at this point.
⋆ as you turned your back on him, you could hear him softly giggle, making your blood boil and lowkey confirm your biggest fear.
⋆ "well, i think you're right. i might have neglected you a little too much, haven't i?" he spoke, hearing his desk chair squeak as he got up.
⋆ you stood there dumbfounded, trying to make sense of it all as he picked you up bridal style.
⋆ you instinctively wrapped your arms around his neck, even tough your expression was an example of 'if looks could kill'.
⋆ "you own this dick, is that clear?" he whispered in your ear, grip on your chin tight, nodding as a wave of heat spread through your body.
⋆ "good girl.. now show me." ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ♡ﮩ٨ـﮩﮩ٨ـ
a/n; hi guys! this is my first post on here! let me know what you think of this bc i'm pretty new to headcanons n stuff. also leave me requests!
finished on 30-06-‘23, 3:28 pm, cet.
love, 3niqma.
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Stardust Crusaders Touching Your Breasts
Fem Reader!
Warnings: SFW + NSFW but SFW is still a bit spicy!
Jotaro Kujo
SFW
Honestly, you either asked him to touch them or he accidentally did.
Either way, he’d grunt and mutter his catchphrase before adjusting his hat to hide his blush.
Though if you request for him to touch them, he reluctantly would, glaring at you in disapproval, though you know that it’s a tough facade hiding curiousity.
He’s never touched anyone like this, so he hesitantly cups his hand upon your left breast, feeling the softness beneath his palm before squeezing. His grip is slightly tight due to his inexperience and flustered state.
If you moan his soul will leave his body
Never looks you in the eye while doing this. His gaze is invisible underneath his hat but is fixed onto your breasts.
Under normal circumstances it goes no further than this and he immediately lets go before walking off, cheeks blushing a scarlet red as he grits his teeth.
NSFW
If you decide to go further, it’s because you insisted that he keep going and both of you ended up horny.
This is when he would make eye contact, glaring while biting his lip before grabbing your other breast and squeezing both at the same time.
After some time he’d order you to lift your shirt and bra, staring at your breasts for a while (you swear that you see him swallow) before grabbing them again.
He’d subconsciously be rather rough because of his arousal, but if you show any signs of pain he’d soften his touches to the point where you can barely feel them.
He’ll play with your nipples, flicking and pressing them them with his thumbs before squeezing the mounds together, admiring the view for a while. While he may hold his perpetual glare, you can see awe meddle with the roughness of his gaze.
You can tell by his expression that he's holding back some kind of urge; in reality he desperately wants to suck the life out of your tits but is too shy to.
Unless you plan to have sex, this is the furthest he’d go when messing around, but it still feels amazing having your breasts fondled by his warm, callous hands.
Noriaki Kakyoin
SFW
This is a rare moment where you’d catch him off guard. He’d flinch slightly but immediately regain composure, despite the pink on his cheeks.
“Hmm? You’d like me to do that right now, dear?” His tone is casual, but you can definitely notice a hint of seduction. “Alright, I don’t mind~”
He slowly reaches for your breasts and cups and squeezes them with just the right amount of pressure, watching your face intently as he gently fondles them.
For the most part he’d look rather poised and focused, though he’d lightly tease you by whispering in your ear every now and then.
“Wow (Name)~ They’re so soft~”
He will breathe against your neck to rile you up, leaving a couple of slow, teasing kisses on your skin.
There is so much sexual tension between the two of you during these moments, which you're both keenly aware of.
When he’s done he’ll kiss your cheek. He wouldn’t do it for too long unless you’d like to go a bit further with it.
NSFW
If you are both in the mood, he’ll kiss you intensely while holding your torso close to him.
After you give him permission, he’ll lift your shirt and bra before kissing you again, leading kisses down your neck towards your chest.
He’ll gently squeeze your breasts together and bury his face in between them, enjoying your scent and pillowy warmth while playing with your nipples.
Kakyoin will use his skilled tongue to good use and lick your skin teasingly while looking up with you with a seductive glint in his eyes. He leaves the skin of your breasts lightly coated in his saliva and plays with your nipples with the tip of his tongue, flicking it back and forth.
He will suck your tits every few seconds to get you to moan out loud for him. The sucks grow a tad harsher when you don’t give him what he wants.
He’s kinky so he may leave one or two hickeys if he’s really in the mood.
While he may be great at maintaining his calm demeanor, make no mistake, he can be a beast if coaxed.
If you insist that he give it his all, he will waste no time in expertly ravaging your breasts, using his hands, lips, teeth, and tongue to squeeze, suck, nibble, and lick every inch of your chest until you’re a moaning and whining mess.
Never underestimate him when he’s horny.
Jean Pierre Polnareff
SFW
It would either start from him playfully groping you and you telling him you enjoy it, or you straight up asking him (that always noticeably flusters him). Either way, he’s onto you in less than a second.
“Anything for you, ma belle~!”
He’d start off frisky from the get go, squeezing and burying his face between your breasts, leaving excited kisses along your neck.
He gazes up at you most of the time to watch your expression and smiles gleefully at signs that you’re enjoying it.
He’d leave hickeys all over you and you’d have to urge him not to do so in noticeable parts.
It would honestly be pretty difficult not to go further than this at this point, but if you really can’t/don’t want to he’ll respect you, albeit with a little pout.
NSFW
Let’s be honest, it wouldn’t take long for things to escalate.
He will lie you down on the closest surface to continue your little tryst, though he prefers a bed because it’s the most romantic.
He’d rather hastily take your shirt off and unclip your bra before kissing all over your breasts, leaving a couple hickeys.
He is much slower after getting rid of the obstacles in his way, gently sucking on your tits, alternating between them while his fingers lightly flick and roll the nipple that isn’t currently in his mouth.
He makes sure to be as delicate with you as possible. Even if you request that he be rougher, he will be very hesitant, only making his actions more passionate (even if he already was) rather than blatantly rough.
He will praise you endlessly, complimenting your beauty and softness and how delicious you smell and taste, all the while blushing and in a daze. All of his words are romantic.
70% of the time, you end up making sweet love 💕
Muhammad Avdol
SFW
He never does anything blatantly sexual without asking for permission, so you’d have to ask him to touch your chest. Of course, he’d be caught off guard and red faced at your request.
He’d ask you if you’re certain and, after a lot of reassurance, he’d comply, though his touch would almost be ghostly. He isn’t extremely nervous, but is a tad shy and wants to respect your boundaries so you’d have to gently tell him to be a little rougher if you want him to be.
Despite his initial nervousness, it doesn’t take long for him to ease into it and regain his usual poise and confidence. His touch is still gentle, but he is an attentive person and quickly picks up on where and how to touch you.
He may tease you a bit, but it’s always subtle and full of praises as he lightly squeezes your mounds in his large hands.
“Relax my dear~ You’ve worked so hard lately, it means a lot to me that you trust me to relieve you of your stress~”
He wouldn’t go any further than this unless you ask him to, though if you do, he’d gladly comply.
NSFW
Like Polnareff, he prefers somewhere romantic like a bed. He’d slowly lie you down upon it before gently stripping you of your shirt and unhooking your bra, admiring the sight before him while complimenting your appearance.
He’d then trace your curves with his fingers as if you’re a delicate work of art, taking his time before lighting squeezing your flesh in his palms.
He’d fondle your breasts for a little while, only focusing on making you feel good. He uses your body language to dictate whether he should continue the same treatment or move on to the next step.
He will move on accordingly, pressing slow kisses all over your chest before licking your nipples as preparation. After that, he gently begins sucking and nibbling on them, only being slightly rougher if you ask for it.
With him there’s no sense of urgency; if there is no immediate threat, he will do it for as long as you desire, and the stress relief from this experience has you feeling lighter than a cloud.
Joseph Joestar
SFW
There’s no doubt that he’s the type to tease you whenever he gets the chance, especially if it involves physical touch. His favorite is playfully groping you, and he isn’t afraid to do so in public either. Though whenever he gropes you, it’s always mostly just a quick squeeze.
Needless to say, when you request that he do more, he’s giddy.
“I knew you’d come ‘round to it, sweetheart~!”
After finding a private spot, he starts it all off by giving you a passionate kiss while groping you roughly, which is enough to knock the breath out of you.
He doesn't hesitate to immediately give you a couple of dark hickeys on your neck. In his younger days he wouldn't give any qualms about whether they were visible, however he is far more mindful now, only giving you one or two in a visible area just to tease you.
He’d motorboat you just to tease you, and he loves it when you laugh. Both of you are quite giggly the entire time.
He's rather rough with you overall, so you may have to ask him a couple of times to be a bit gentler. He doesn't mean to make you uncomfortable, he's just very physically affectionate.
NSFW
It wouldn’t take that long for you guys to get steamy.
Once you give the ok you swear that only a millisecond passes before your chest is bare before his eyes. He grins widely.
“You’re as gorgeous as ever~” he says with a wink.
He’ll nip lightly at your skin, using his hands to feverishly grope the soft flesh of your breasts and squeeze his face between them.
A couple of playful hickeys are littered along your collarbone and all over your breasts, a couple dangerously close to your nipples.
He takes some time ignoring your nipples and is satisfied when you finally become a moaning and whining mess. That’s when he finally gives you want you desire, suckling, nipping and flicking his tongue at your buds enthusiastically.
Despite the intimacy of this moment, he’s still a jokester, tickling your sides slightly with the light touch of his fingertips to make you squirm and laugh.
If you have free time you go at this for a while, and the chances of things escalating are quite high. 😉
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