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𝖜𝖊𝖑𝖈𝖔𝖒𝖊 𝖙𝖔 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖈𝖍𝖊𝖗𝖗𝖞 𝖕𝖎𝖙!

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𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜: 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚎, 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊, 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚞𝚙, 𝚌𝚘𝚜𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚗𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚊𝚛𝚝, 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚌𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚎 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎, 𝚠𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚋𝚘𝚋𝚊 𝚝𝚎𝚊, 𝚒𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎, 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌 (𝚖𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚐𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚎, 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚞𝚡), 𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚛 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙸 𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖.

𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚜: 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜, 𝚋𝚒𝚐𝚘𝚝𝚜/𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚜, 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚕 (𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚖𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎), 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝙿𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚛

✨𝚏𝚊𝚟 𝚜𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 : 𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚡𝚑𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚢𝚞 𝚢𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚞𝚜𝚑𝚘, 𝚍𝚛. 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎, 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚗, 𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚘𝚑𝚎𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚘, 𝚓𝚓𝚋𝚊, 𝚔𝚘𝚖𝚒 𝚌𝚊𝚗’𝚝 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚎, 𝚖𝚢 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐, 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚝, 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚗𝚘 𝟸𝟸𝟷: 𝚔𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚔𝚘, 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛, 𝚜𝚔𝟾 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚢, 𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖, 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕

✨𝚏𝚊𝚟 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚊: 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚢, 𝚝𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝, 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚡, 𝚋𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎, 𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔, 𝚔𝚊𝚒𝚓𝚞 𝚗𝚘. 𝟾, 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚝

📺 • 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚓𝚘𝚓𝚘’𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟼, 𝚣𝚘𝚖 𝟷𝟶𝟶, 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚌𝚎

🎧 • 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐: 𝚋𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚎𝚙 • 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚗’𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚋𝚞𝚖 • 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚎𝚘, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 • 𝚑𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚗, 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚜 • 𝚋𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜

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fandoms: attack on titan, demon slayer, hunterxhunter, jujutsu kaisen, tokyo revengers, kuroko no basket, haikyuu, one piece

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I normally only do AU’s unless requested or commissioned otherwise.

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cherry soda 🥤 (drabbles)

cherry candy 🍬 (commissions + asks requests)

cherry stems 🌹 (miscellaneous)

🦋fics and things🦋

attack on titan ⚔️

eren jaeger 🤍

reverb masterlist

chapter one 🥧

chapter two 🥧

chapter three 🥧

chapter four 🥧

chapter five 🥧

chapter six 🥧

chapter seven🥧

chapter eight 🥧

chapter nine 🥧

chapter ten 🥧

chapter eleven 🥧

other fics

containment 🥤

studio 🥧

blow me like a candle 🥧

“I can hear my dead homies sing..”

no face, no case 🥧

anxiety 🥧

high school sweethearts 🍬🥧

sing for me 🥧

the video 🥤

the video part two 🥤

detective eren 🥤

venetian nights 🥧

make a movie 🥧

fuck me like you hate me 🥧

friends like these 🥧🍬

everything you got 🥧🍬

“move your hand” 🥤🍬

fuck you and your bestie (w/armin)

armin artlert

pretty doll 🥧

love drugs 🥤

who's soft now? 🥤

pretty when you cry 🥤

tell me you love me 🥤

work boyfriend 🥤

hershey kisses 🥤

pan bestie!armin 🥤🍬

bed time 🥤

all of this love is toxic…

how he apologizes 🥤

suck me up 🥤🍬

you forgive me? 🥤🍬

reiner braun

rodeo 🥧

splash waterfalls 🥤

then and now 🥤

peppermint kisses 🥧

pornstar!reiner 🥤

juicy 🥤

football player x nerd reader 🥤

the winning team 🥧🍬

unwrapped 🥧

buckle bunny 🥤

sing me a lullaby, my sweet temptation 🥧

bake it 🥤

affirmations 🥤

connie springer

when I pull up 🥧

swisher sweet 🥧

make it home 🥧🍬

levi ackerman

sugar, sugar 🥧

filthy 🥤

jean kirschtein

stretch you out 🥤

do you better, make it worse 🥧

rockstar!jean x assistant!reader 🥤

mikasa ackerman

little story 🥤

nail tech 🥤

CHARM’D 🥧

nail tech moodboard 🌹

drug dealer!mika 🥤

super freaky girl 🥤

a day at the salon 🥤🍬

subby mikasa 🥤

random works

let me take you out 🥤🌹

reverb struggle tweets 🌹

ej and y/n’s moodboard 🌹

reverb struggle tweets • part two: real men 🌹

reverb struggle tweets • part three: the early days 🌹

cousins eren and reiner 🥤

jujutsu kaisen ✨

nanami kento

unspoken words 🥧

bad day 🥧

lawyer!nanami 🥤

face to face 🥧

choso kamo

let it snow 🥧

come thru 🥧🍬

hunterxhunter

late night tip 🥧

blackest rose always blooms • pt. one 🥤

HBIC • Phinks 🥧🍬

extra incentive • chrollo lucifer 🥧🍬

haikyuu 🏐

after hours • keishin ukai 🥧

your biggest fan • aran oijiro 🥧

my trophy • kotaro bokuto 🥧

tokyo revengers ⏰

church • taiju shiba 🥧

random works

make it last • mohammad avdol 🌹🥧

kinktober • portgas d. ace 🌹🥧

kinktober • captain smoker 🌹🥧

talk to me • insert imagine 🌹🥤

silver foxes • insert imagine 🌹🥤

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one piece 🏴‍☠️

Portgas D. Ace

free smoke 🥧

fire hydrant 🥤

all my wishes 🥧

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salaciousdoll · 7 months

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Thrills, Chills, and Whores, Let’s Explore The Haunted Lore Here With Salaciousdoll

Before you take the tour with me, here’s what to expect: reader is Fem and a bit of an airhead in like two fics. You can continue to the Taglist if you are 18+ and have your ages in your bio’s.

Oct. 4

Mirrors featuring Risotto Nero

Tags: body worship, size kink, hardcore, dirty talking, voice kink, invisibility, mirror sex, etc.

Oct. 9

His messy dolly featuring Jugram Haschwalth

Tags: Royal au, spitting, impact play, temperature play, praise/ degradation, dom. Jugram, etc.

Oct.12

Girl Ride featuring Shinichiro Sano

Tags: body worship, spitting, biting, heavy impact play, breeding kink, etc.

Oct.17

Writing Helper featuring Kenpachi Zaraki

Tags: spit, daddy kink, size kink, talk through it, full Nelson, cockwarming, dirty talking, groping, etc.

Oct. 21

Break The Rules featuring Kenny Ackerman

Tags: Big exhibition, law breaking sex, marking, sir kink, teasing, vibrator, etc.

Oct. 25th-31st

Tear You Apart

Featuring…

Geto Suguru, Nanami Kento, Gojo Satoru, Hiromi Higuruma, Shiu Kong, Toji Fushiguro, Atsuya Kukasabe, and Choso Kamo

Please be advised to the warnings of Smut, blind fold sex, a bit of cuckolding here for Geto, Groupsex, double penetration in one and two holes, food play, spitting, fluids( squirting, cum.), marking with a permanent marker, body worship, chubby reader implied but everyone can read, voyeurism, impact play, guessing game, spooky sex, reader is wearing a bunny girl costume, knife play, Shibari play in the first half( kinda like a warm up)

Nov. 6th/11th (CANCELED)

The Suite Life of Older Men and Women

Featuring…

Erwin Smith, Levi Ackerman, Miche Zacharias, Onyankopon, Hange Zoe, Nanaba, Zeke Yeager, and Nile Dok

Please be advised to the warning of Smut, group sex, double penetration in both holes, handjobs, breeding kink, edging, cunnilingus, creampies, overstimulation, body fluids( spit, squirting, etc.), dirty talking, praise/ degradation, hard fuck, pussy eating, sloppy top, impact play( pussy slaps, slapping as and chest, etc.)

Nov. 16th/21st

Want The Whole Crew

Featuring…

Eren Yeager, Armin Arlert, Jean Kirstein, Reiner Braun, Connie Springer, Floch Foster, Colt Grice, and Porco Galliard

Please be advised to the warnings of smut, groupsex/gangbang, double penetration in both holes and one hood, triple penetration attempt, spitting, squirting, a bit of cnc( consensual non-consent), masked men fucking you, voyeurism, voice kink, marking with marker, tit fucking, heavy degradtion and a bit of praise, pet names, recording( consensual)

Tags: @chosoist @simpingfor-wakasa @honeybleed @mastermindenoshimaalicia @happygoluckyalexis

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dualityofcaezar · 2 months

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STOPPING BY A HOTEL

(female version)

The crusaders were exhausted and so were you.

You wanted nothing more than to sleep though jotaro wouldn't let you do that just yet.

"Oi, get your ass up. I'm talking to you"

You sigh, rolling your eyes as you sit back up on the bed.

"you can still talk to me while I'm laying down-"

"with your eyes closed?" Jotaro looks down at you like you're trash but you can see his gaze softening ever so slightly.

"I'm sorry Jojo I'm just tired" jotaro hums slightly before he shakes his head.

"I hate it when you don't listen.. fine, go to sleep"

Jotaro walks onto the balcony as he looks out towards all the buildings and sand, meanwhile you dim the lights and get under the covers.

As you fall asleep jotaro looks back at you, his gaze fully softened as he walks over quietly and tucks a strand of hair behind your ear, eyes scanning over your beautiful features which earns you a smile despite not being conscious.

Soon enough jotaro joins you in bed. Yes, he does have his own bed. No, he won't be using it.

Pulling back the covers and taking off his hat jotaro sinks into the bed with you, you feel the sudden shift of weight behind you in your sleep which causes you to stir but still fast asleep, jotaro wraps an arm around your waist whilst caressing your curves though with no ill intent.

Jotaro nestled his nose into your hair as he holds your backside close to him, enjoying your warmth that he's grown to love and adore so much.. he just can't get enough of you, no matter what time or situation he's in his mind will always, always drift back to you.

He loves you, though he has trouble expressing it he does his best.. he'd rather die than see you with another man or woman and yet he can't bring himself to tell you how he feels, how he's constantly thinking about you, how his eyes are always draw to you, how he watches you during the night as you sleep... He won't let you go, you mean too much to him now.

Well, you've always meant too much to him. If not, you mean everything to him.

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lilmashae · 8 months

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thanks for 200 followers 🩷 ik that i write for a lot of different series/groups and i'm hella unorganized so im taking requests—whatever you want bby! until i get a few requests i'm gonna leave y'all with this drabble👩🏽‍❤‍💋‍👩🏾

* ੈ✩‧₊˚blue light — smut (so 18+)

"i told you so."

the words rang throughout your ears—he had told you so, more than once. you should have listened when he reminded you the first couple of times, sending texts, leaving notes, even asking if you had needed any help—but of course you brushed him off—the poor, sweet boy, he just wanted to remind his pretty girl of her responsibilities. "i'll do it tomorrow." or, "i'm going to start soon." it was a new excuse every time, and look where it got you, sitting perched in-front of your monitor rereading sentence after sentence, the blue light from your screen reflecting off of your glasses—only making it harder to focus.

it's not that you were lazy, no! you were just busy—busy with work and other classes, busy trying to avoid the due-date set for that god awful report.

but what can you say? some things are just more important, things like sleeping, scrolling through instagram, or catching up on that netflix series you like so much.

though luckily for you, your sweet boyfriend was there to motivate you, because even though he told you so, he couldn't bear to let you miss your deadline.

"p-please, let me cum..." it'd been about an hour, and you had only typed a couple of sentences. "hm," his tongue lapped painfully slow around your clit, he hummed around you. "have you finished already, sweetheart?" he knew you hadn't, but it's what you get for procrastinating—you deserved the teasing and the agonizingly hot, wet trail of kisses he left on your thighs. "no—" your voice was barely above a whisper as you shifted in your seat, feeling the pool of arousal drip underneath you.

"only good girls get to cum, right, princess?" he paused, slipping a finger inside of you—letting it plunge deeper and deeper. "if you can finish in the next hour i'll fuck you so full... sound good?"

i js know yall r tired of these all in one posts... imma get it tg ml i swear!!😩

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bygiornogiovanna · 1 year

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A scenario went through my head and I couldn't wait to request it: Kars found a human child some years back and to his surprise, she wasn't afraid of him, instead, she was fascinated by the being he was. He took pity on her ofc but he wondered why she wasn't fearing him. Years later when he goes to search after the red stone of aja, he stumbles upon the same girl now grown! :]

A misty memory (Kars x F! Reader)

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i'm sorry if this turned out so short ;-;

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His steps were shaking the ground. Everything was moving out of his way. It was like the earth beneath his feet knew how powerful he was and was trying to run away.

It was frustrating to know that an useless human like that kid was trying oh-so hard to disrupt his search.

He couldn't deny, Joseph was strong for a human. His willpower was something else and it seemed like luck was on his side.

But nothing was gonna stop him from getting that damned stone.

As he was thinking, a familiar pair of eyes caught his. His brows furrowed in confusion, a question arising in his head. Where did he know them from?

Then the memory struck him like a punch in the face.

It was you. The baby he met twenty years ago when he was walking in the forest. He still remembered the way your tiny mouth was producing such loud sounds when he found you, dressed only in a smelly diaper and a white blanket.

The way your eyes opened, shining bright with tears as you noticed him hovering you, curious of what you were doing there all alone. Who would be so cruel to leave their baby in a forest? Even if it was summer and the nights weren't as cold as in the other seasons.

He was even more surprised when he saw that you stopped crying, taking him in, as if a wave of curiosity hit you. It was unusual for a baby to not be scared of him and that was the reason he didn't like them.

That, and because they smelled. And they were annoying.

But there was something about you that made him curious. Why weren't you crying anymore?

"Such a tiny thing. This is why you humans disgust me, how could they leave you here?" he said and a small giggle left your throat. It sounded melodious. You made grabby hands and he raised his brow again. "You want up?"

You babbled, shaking your tiny hands, trying to reach him. Kars huffed, rolling his eyes. He remembered the way he thought of leaving you there, but instead, he picked you up.

If he were to estimate, he would say you were probably six months old. A sound that he supposed was a laughter came out of your mouth and you caught a piece of his hair in your tiny hand.

"Auch, auch, don't pull!" he said and you giggled again. It seemed like you were fascinated by him.

He remembered dropping you off in your blanket at a house nearby the woods and he also remembered how you cried the moment he put you down.

He remembered it all.

Now you were there, in front of him, all grown up. Your beauty never faltered and, in a way, you stayed the same.

Kars approached you, putting his hand on your shoulder. You jumped in surpise to the cold touch, turning to its source.

"Hello, do I know you?" your soft voice could be heared. Your eyes locked with his and he felt that same warmth from twenty years ago.

"Actually, you might."

#jjba x reader #jojo x reader #jjba x you #jjba #pillar men #kars #kars x reader #kars jojo #pillar men x reader #fem reader #jjba part 2 #stone of aja #battle tendency

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moonlightpetalz6 · 7 months

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Kinktober Day 4 (Stygiophilia)

Character: Dio Brando x Virgin reader

Reader: Fem Reader

Warnings: NSFW, MDNI, Smut, Unprotected sex, Stygiophilia, harsh language, corruption kink, rough sex, blood, talk of religion, mentions of going to hell, degradation, dacryphilia, loss of virginity, manipulation

Stygiophilia: Arousal to the thought of hellfire and damnation.

Wc: 5,042

A/n: Yeaaaaaah I may or may not have fallen behind with my Kinktober works as this is definitely being posted on Day 5. So sorry about that! Thankfully I made sure to get both Day 4&5 written up! (I just have to edit day 5 before posting) Anyway, I tried to get all the warnings labeled and apologize if I missed anything!

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"Young miss, please slow down! A lady must not run!" You heard one of your lady-in-waiting yells after you as you happily ran through the familiar corridors of your home. You were the younger sister of Jonathan Joestar and had been sent away to an all-girls boarding school for the last three years, so you were beyond excited to see your father and older brother. As you reach the front doors to the manor, your eyes light up at the familiar sight of your older brother, a giant smile on his face as he holds his arms out to you, ready to accept your tight embrace. "Brother! I missed you!" You cried while leaping into his arms, causing the older boy to laugh as he held you securely while spinning you around. Your lady-in-waiting finally catches up, placing her hands on her knees as she tries to catch her breath while trying to scold you.

"My dear sister, are you still causing trouble for people? What's the point of sending you to such a high-class school if you refuse to listen!" Jonathan laughs while playfully ruffling your hair. You pout, pushing his hand away as you stick your tongue out playfully, earning another bright smile from the brother you admired with all your heart. "I have so much I wish to talk about! Where is father?!" You cheered, looking around, wishing to tell him your stories. Jonathan frowns as he leads you into the manor by wrapping an arm around your shoulders comfortingly. "Y/n father's condition appears to be getting worse…he is now bedridden." Your eyes go wide in horror as you quickly take off towards your father's room, ignoring your brother's calls for you to wait.

You run up the stairs, shoes slipping off due to your rush, causing you to stumble a bit, but you pay them no mind as you go and push the doors to the room open, not bothering to knock. "Father!" You called tears in your eyes as you looked at the weak figure of your father sitting peacefully in his bed. "Ah, Y/n, my dear, you've come home!" Your father greets you with a small smile before coughing. You rush to his bedside and carefully place your hands on his. "Oh, Father, why didn't you tell me your condition worsened? I would have rushed to your side to help you recover!" Your father only smiles at your words as he gently runs his hand over your hair, comforting your anxious heart.

"That is exactly why I didn't write about it to you. Your studies in becoming a proper lady are far more important than this small illness." He declares, watching as your brows knit together in annoyance. Before you can give any protest to his words, he cuts you off, his gaze averting to one of the corners of the room. "Besides, I had your brothers here to help me. Isn't that right, Dio and Jonathan?" He asks with a soft smile. Your body stiffens at the name of the boy your father had taken into your home. You hated how your father addressed Dio as your brother, for you had never seen or accepted him as anything else but a cruel, uncaring man who took advantage of your father's kind nature. Slowly, you become aware of your father's presence and the other two who stood in the room with you. "That's right, Father. I have ensured to care for him, so you don't need to fret Y/n." Your body shivered, and blood ran cold at the familiar, sickening voice of Dio.

You slowly turn towards where the voice came from, your eyes locked with those dark, cold brown eyes that still torment you years later. “I see…thank you…” You whisper, trailing off as you never knew how to properly converse with the man whose eyes always stared deep into your soul. Dio gives you a smirk as he takes a few steps towards your form. You feel your heart racing with each step, your nerves screaming for you to move or run, but you can't. Thankfully, Jonathan, who had been silently standing by the door this whole time, moves to stand protectively by your side. Dio frowns at this while pretending to look hurt at the two of you. "What is it, Jonathan? I wish to give our dear Y/n a welcoming hug like you and Father." He defends a fake smile on his face as he outstretched his arms to you, expecting your sweet embrace.

You hesitate, eyes trailing to your brother, who looks down at you; worry fills his eyes. You devise an excuse to avoid hugging the man but stop when you feel your father gently squeeze your hands, earning your full attention. "Go on, Y/n! It's rude not to greet everyone, is it not?" You cringe at your father's words, knowing it would only cause problems for his health if you continued to avoid the man, he tried calling son. With a stiff nod, you slowly stand from the side of the bed, hands placed in front of you as you nervously fidget with your fingers and slowly take a few steps toward the much bigger man who looks at you with mischievous eyes. You bite your lip as you shakily bring your arms up for a hug. Dio quickly pulls you close to his chest in an extraordinarily tight and possessive hug.

"Welcome home, Y/n. We've all missed you dearly." You cringe at the fake joy in his voice, knowing it was all an act to get on your father's good side. Dio smirks as he leans his mouth close to your ear, whispering in a tone that no one else could hear. "I don't care how long it takes…you will submit to me." He growls darkly, causing your eyes to widen as you try to pull away from him but fail due to his tight grip. Dio smirks, finding your resistance adorable before his eyes lock with Jonathan, who glared at the two of you, not trusting Dio's intentions after having stumbled upon Dio and you years ago in the manor library. You hadn't done anything as Dio was the one who had you pinned to the bookshelf, his lips pressed angrily to yours. It was a sight Jonathan would never forget as he kept his pure and innocent sister far away from the man.

"I think that's enough, don't you, Dio?" Your brother asked while pulling you away from the blonde's grasp, causing Dio's lip to twitch in annoyance. "Of course, I'm just so excited to see the Joestar's sweet angel return to the manor after so long." He apologized, though you both knew it wasn't sincere. Jonathan frowned before leading you towards the door, stating that he would take you to your room as he assumed you were tired after such a long ride back. You bid goodbye to your father, ignoring Dio, who looked at you with dark and impure eyes. When you leave the room, Dio grits his fists at his side before licking his lip with amusement.

'Still clinging to that brother of yours like he'll be there forever. I'll have my chance my dear just you wait.'

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It had been a few weeks since you came back home. Thankfully, you didn't run into Dio much besides when you visited your father, or Jonathan was around to act as your shield. However, to your dismay, your older brother went off to try and find a cure due to your father's worsening condition, leaving you alone and defenseless. "Y/n, my dear, it's getting late. You should go and get some sleep; I'll be fine!" Your father laughed, trying to rid the frown that blemished your features. "But father, how can I sleep?! Your condition is worsening, and your brother has been gone for days without a word! I worry for both of you!" You cry, gripping his hands. Your father smiles before heavily coughing, causing your heart to ache.

"You've always been such a kind and caring girl, Y/n. I know your mother would be so proud to see the pure and elegant girl you've become." His confession shocks you at the mention of your deceased mother. You and Jonathan were half-siblings, neither having met your mothers due to the accident and your mother's illness. You always remembered the staff whispering badly about her because they were so in love with Jonathan's late mother. This left you feeling alone and secluded from everyone until your brother happily reached a handout for you. Since childhood, you made it a point to be a good and obedient daughter and sister to your family, not wanting to cause any problems. Of course, you would lie if you said being a good girl was easy.

"Now, give me your perfect smile before I get some rest!" Your father cheered, snapping you from your thoughts. You let out a small sigh before putting on that bright smile everyone seemed to love so much. With an approving nod, your father bids you goodnight as you silently walk back to your corridors. 'But I don't want to smile right now, father…I want to scream and cry…I want to feel sadness and anger. I want to scream at the heavens for cursing our family with such traffic fates.' You are shocked by the last thought as you quickly shake your head and slap your cheeks as you enter your room. "Don't think like that, Y/n! It's not good to think such things." You scold yourself as you lock the door before changing into one of your nightgowns.

"Oh? Do tell what things our angel might be thinking?" Your heart sinks to the pit of your stomach at the sudden voice lurking in the corner of your room. You slowly turn to see Dio perched against your wall, his eyes shining from the moon's light. "D-Dio?! What are you doing in my room?!" You yelled, taking a step back as you glanced towards your door. Dio followed your eyes just as fast, a dark smirk coming to his lips as he let out an amused chuckle, carefully pushing himself away from the wall. "Father has been voicing concerns about you since Jonathan left. So, I thought I would do him a favor and keep you company." He excused himself as he made his way between you and the door. Your eyes narrow with his word choice as you clench your fists at your sides.

"Don't address him like that when we both know you don't see the Joestar home as a family." You declared feeling yourself growing angry at the situation. Dio looks at you with an emotion flashing past his eyes, one you don't recognize due to the room's darkness. He lets out an amused chuckle while running a hand through his hair, his face falling to one of annoyance, eyes darker than usual as he looks down at you, clicking his tongue. "I see that annoying eye of yours is still as sharp as ever, brat." He spat, finally showing his true colors like when he first arrived in your lives. "Though you must admit I've become a great actor." He joked. Before you could react, Dio's form was looming over yours. His eyes narrowed as he roughly took your wrist, holding it up towards his chest as he glared at you.

"Since we're on the topic…why don't you drop that pure angel act of yours?" Dio watched as your usually bright hues darkened all light, leaving them as you looked at him with a frown. "I do not like what you are insinuating Dio. Now, I must ask you to leave my room." You demanded your words cold as ice, holding no warmth for the man before you. Dio felt his chest puff with pride and joy as he got to see this expression for a second time. He remembers first seeing the dark look in your eyes when he stumbled upon you in the library years ago. The way you stared coldly at the books before you, not a single sight of joy to be seen. It excited him knowing that there was a darker side to the Joestars family within the girl whom everyone always spoke so purely of. He wanted to see more of it, more of the girl whose life has been dedicated to portraying a false sense of joy.

"There it is…" Dio whispered, his grip on your wrist tightening as he went and threw you onto the bed, causing a small gasp to leave your lips as you fell onto the soft surface. As you tried to get up, Dio sat on top of you, his legs trapping your smaller form as he gripped your wrists above your head, his face inches from yours as he looked at you with a sadistic grin on his face. The lack of distance allowed you to examine Dio's features closely. You couldn't deny that he was an attractive man and that you had once found yourself crushing on him, but due to his sick personality, you tried pushing the thought deep into the back of your mind.

"Tell me, does being so good to those who hate you get tiresome?" He asked, watching as your eyes widened in surprise. "What? Did you think I wouldn't notice how the staff treated you over the years? How they look at you with detest." Dio mocked his free hand, going to grab your chin, making it so you could not ignore him. You grit your teeth, anger filling your body as he mocked your hard work to be the perfect girl for your family, all the nights you spent wishing to be accepted by everyone. He would welcome you. To him, you were something to treasure and keep close to; he wanted all of it for himself.

"Dio, let me go this instant! I won't let you make a fool of me!" You yelled while trying to escape his grasp. Dio hummed, amused, as he leaned closer to your face, his lips inches away. "You're so cute; begging like anything could get you out of this." he mused before placing his lips roughly against your own. Your eyes went wide, remembering the last time this happened. How aggressive he was with you, the look in his eyes like a predator wanting to claim what's his. You whine into the kiss, your body reacting in a strange way as you feel a wave of heat rush to your skin. Dio hums, pulling away from the kiss as he watches the saliva still connecting you start to thin. "It must be so exhausting…being an angel." He confesses while carefully sliding his thumb across your bruising lips. He watches your face show surprise at his words, internally grinning as he finds your weak spot.

"Tell me…what was it you were thinking earlier, angel? Was it something impure?" He hoped his words were right as he watched your eyes shift away. You said nothing as you tried processing everything at once. Your silence annoyed Dio as he went and slid his tongue down your neck, his ears taking in your surprised gasp as you tried to squirm away, your legs pressing together. "Does the Joestars' pure and innocent child actually have a filthy mind?" He teased as he went and bit down on your soft spot, feeling himself grow excited when a moan slipped past your lips. "N-no! It's not like that! I don't think that way!" You pleaded, the feeling of his lips sucking on your skin, causing your cheeks to heat up as a strange tingling begins in your lower half. "Oh? Then tell me, if not that, then what? What could be plaguing that innocent mind of yours?" He coos his grip on your wrist tightening as his head moves towards your chest.

Your eyes widened as your heart started speeding up when you realized what he was planning. "It was only for a moment! I cursed the heavens, but I was wrong!" You confessed, hoping it would allow you to catch Dio off guard. However, your words caused something to snap inside Dio's mind as he looked down at you surprised, his heart rate rising as he felt his pants start to feel tighter as he took in your words. "Cursing the heavens? Isn't that a grave sin with you people who worship that God of yours?" He asks, unable to stop the growing smirk, his eyes glossing over with lust as he takes in how pure you looked trapped under him in that white nightgown that fit you perfectly. Your cheeks are deep red due to the unknown feelings starting up within.

"Tell me, angel…has a man ever touched you?" His question causes you to fume with embarrassment as you look away from him, not wanting to answer such a vulgar question. "H-How could you say such filthy things?!" You cried your mind spinning from the situation. Dio's eyes narrowed as he licked his lips, his hand releasing your wrists, catching you by surprise as you looked up at him with confusion. "So, this body is still pure?" He asks with a voice filled with amusement as he trails his hands from your shoulders down to your breasts, roughly massaging them over your precious nightgown. Your eyes widen as you quickly slap a hand over your mouth, muffling the moans that escape from the unknown feeling.

"Is it good when I touch you here? Or maybe here?" he muses, going and grinding against you, the bulge in his pants becoming evident as he finds himself tainting the pure body of Jonathan's most precious treasure. You bite your lip, trying to hold back the sinful sounds that tug at your throat. "N-no, stop it…AH!" Your back arches when Dio suddenly pulls the nightgown down, exposing your breasts to the cool air sending a chill throughout your body. Dio chuckles as he taunts you, clicking his tongue as he shakes his head. "This isn't good…for such a pure body; it sure is acting filthy to my touch." He sighed as he took the perked buds between his thumbs and index fingers, making sure to pinch and pull at them, watching as your body reacted innocently to his actions. "I-I's not my fault!" You tried to defend yourself, though you couldn't help but rub your legs together at his words. 'What's happening? Why am I getting so worked up?' You thought, not understanding your body at all.

"This body is untrained…safe from the fires of Satan." Dio starts before repositioning himself so that he can slide his hand under your nightgown, his fingers ghosting over the dampening fabric as he latches onto one of the perked buds, making sure to sink his teeth into the soft flesh, listening as you let out a loud cry your hands going to grip at his blonde strands. "S-stop! This is wrong!" You pleaded, though your mind couldn't help but betray you as multiple lewd thoughts started plaguing your mind, causing the spot between your thighs to spread against the thin fabric. Dio ignored you as his fingers went and started poking at your panties, chuckling when your thighs squeezed his hand.

"Careful, Y/n," Dio started as he pulled away from the mound of flesh with a pop, his tongue lapping at the hard bud with a dark smirk on his face as he looked up to see your lustful expression. He feels his bulge twitch as he presses his fingers past your panties, sliding them up and down your wet folds. "If you're too loud, everyone will know the sinful act you're committing. Do you want your father to know his angel is falling?" Dio laughed, finding his actions to be a rush as one finger pressed down on your clit, causing your eyes to roll back as you covered your lips with both hands, body shaking. Dio watches his sadistic grin, reaching his eyes that are wide with amusement as he lets out another booming laugh.

"Did you just cum Y/n? What a fucking slut." He growled as he twirled a finger around your freshly dripping hole, refusing to take his eyes away from yours as he watched you come down from your high. "I want you to listen to this, Y/n. Listen to how sinful your pussy is for me right now." He mumbled before slipping a digit inside. You whine in discomfort at the sudden intrusion, tears pricking your eyes from the feeling of Dio's thick finger roughly thrusting in and out of you. "Heh, does it hurt angel? Does having my finger inside this once untouched pussy feel strange?" His words are cruel as he watches your body, once pure and untouched, slowly form into an obedient toy just for him. "D-Dio…" Your words cut off as he slaps a hand over your face, eyes narrowed as he growls against your ear, his finger moving faster as you moan into his palm. "Shut up and listen, angel." He growls before adding another finger to stretch your tight walls further. "Do you hear that Y/n?" He questions while biting your earlobe, giving it a slight pull. You listen, your juices echoing off the walls of the dark room, filling your ears as Dio continues to invade you with his fingers.

"Listen to your sin, darling~" He sings, going to curl the tips of his fingers, causing a deep rumble in your throat as you look up at him, eyes no longer holding any innocent emotions as you allow your mind to be consumed by lust. You can't think straight as you go and stick your tongue out against his palm, the wet muscle licking against his rough skin, causing Dio to lick his lips as a low growl escapes his throat. "Filthy fucking girl. You're nothing but a sinful whore." He spat, looking down at you with disgust, but really, it drove him crazy. He was ruining you, the girl who always held such a beautiful smile, eyes shining so bright with love and joy now dimmed and corrupted, all thanks to him. No one else could ruin you like he was going to. He feels your walls spasm against his fingers, indicating you have orgasmed for the second time.

Dio pulls his fingers out, putting them inches from your face as he wiggles them around, allowing you to see how your juices coated them. "Look at them, Y/n. Your slutty juices are everywhere." He laughs before pulling down your panties as he goes and removes his clothing. You don't say anything as you lay there eyes half-lidded as you try to recover from all the pleasure flooding your mind. Dio notices your dazed-out expression, causing him to frown as he goes and smacks your cheek, causing your gaze to fall on him. "Don't you dare clock out on me now, you brat." He growls, going and spreading your legs wide enough for him to take in just how wet your pussy was. "Fuck so filthy, Y/n." He growls while giving his cock a few pumps, precum leaking from the slit.

You stare at him, trying to process what his next move is going to be. Dio smirked as he went and slid the tip between your folds, his cock becoming drenched from your messy pussy. It soon clicks what he plans on doing, and you look at him, panic written across your face. "N-No! You can't!" You cry, trying to move away from his giant figure. Dio scoffs as he roughly grabs you by the hips, pulling you back into place as his tip pokes at your entrance. He cups your cheek, eyes filled with a dark desire as he takes in your fearful expression, the tears in your eyes making him want to fuck you until they can't produce anymore. "Look at me, Y/n." He demands, watching as you obediently do as told, making him relish in his control over your once pure mind, now filled with corrupt thoughts of him. All him.

"I want to see you fall to hell with me, angel." His words were severe, eyes not leaving yours. You felt your chest tighten as his words caused your pussy to twitch. "Fall…to hell?" You whispered as if in a trance. Dio smirks, leaning his body over yours as he kisses the tears from your face. "Yes, my dear~ The two of us will be bound together for all eternity, our bodies burning from the flames of our sins~" He growled, pressing his lips to yours in a possessive and needy kiss. You whimper slowly opening your mouth to allow his tongue entry as he hungrily searched every corner of your mouth. "So, fall with me, angel…fall from the heavenly pedestal your family has placed you on and be damned to hell with just me by your side." He moaned into the kiss before pressing his cock into your virgin pussy.

Your eyes bulge from the intense pain as you grip Dio's biceps, your nails digging into his skin, drawing small amounts of blood, tears running down your cheeks as you cry into the kiss. Dio growls, eyes squeezing shut from how tight you were, his dick throbbing at the fact he was taking your virginity from you. Your pure body now destroyed by his corrupt one. He relishes that you will never be able to join your loved ones in heaven. You were all his forever. "I-it hurts!" You cry when he pulls away from the kiss. Your lips were bruised and swollen, eyes puffy and filled with tears as your cheeks flushed red and your body trembled. You were ruined, absolutely destroyed, and he loved it. "That's right, angel…feel all that pain, isn't it freeing?" Dio purred before moving his hips. You whine from the pain, wanting it to go away as you reach a handout towards him.

Dio snatched your hand, bringing it to his face as he inhaled your scent before locking eyes with you as he sunk his teeth into your flesh, watching you flinch as his thrusts became more aggressive. "Mmh~ Dio, your cock hurts! Please take it out!" You whine, though it falters when the pain turns into pleasure. "It's dirty! So dirty!" You cry, your legs wrapping around his waist and pushing him closer to you, causing his cock to go even deeper inside your impure pussy. You moan tossing your head back, mouth hanging open as drool falls from your chin. Dio watches you with an evil grin as he roughly grabs your hips, sure to leave bruises later. "That's right, angel fall with me! Join me in a world full of sin where just the two of us can rule!" He moans out, loving that he was destroying you. The girl he's had eyes on for seven years was not being roughly fucked underneath him.

You moan too fucked out to care who heard you anymore as you think of what awaits you once you are to leave this world. "I'm going to burn in hell, Dio~ my pussy is being fucked by a man I'm not married to!" You moaned out, unable to hold back your thoughts as a smile formed on your face from the idea of burning in the hot flames. Dio curses as his gaze travels down to where his cock disappeared inside you, his eyes narrowing when he sees the blood mixed with your juices leaking from his shaft down onto your once clean sheets. "He leans forwards, capturing one of your hands in his as he pounds into your abused pussy deep pants, leaving his lips as he takes you all in with his eyes. "Fall with me, angel…do you like that? The thought of being burned by hell's flames? Your pussy is sucking my dick so good, darling~" Dio coos as he kisses your neck, leaving marks wherever he can.

Your body shutters at the thought eyes in the back of your head, a giant smile on your face as you imagine your body being burned for the pleasure you were receiving in this life. Dio looks down at you, his heart racing about how you reacted to his words and actions. He loved that you were finally showing your true self to the you who worked so hard to be so suitable for everyone. Now you were good for just him. "Think about it, Y/n. You no longer have to please those worthless staff who treated you like the devil…because now you're my beautiful fallen angel…my sinful darling~" Dio growled, his cock twitching as he felt himself reaching his limit. You say nothing as you cry and moan, your stomach tightening for the third time.

'That's right… I'm no longer their angel…I can finally be free from this suffocating cage.' You thought tears formed in your eyes as they slid down the damn skin onto your messy sheets. "You'll be so beautiful screaming in agony~" Dio confesses the thought causing him to curse as his cock swelled inside you, his throat tightening as a vein popped out. "Fuck… I'm going to cum inside your filthy pussy Y/n!" He laughed, his thrusts becoming sloppy. You whined as he went and tossed your legs over his shoulders, the new position causing him to press against your womb. Your eyes went wide as you felt something inside you snap your juices spraying all over Dio's cock as a puddle stained the sheets. Your vision went white, no sound leaving your lips as your body violently shook.

Dio laughs like crazy after witnessing you squirt all over him, his voice echoing throughout the room. "Hahaha! Sorry JoJo! Looks like I've turned your precious little sister into such a sinful devil fit just for my cock~" He laughs manically before gripping your face with one hand as he looks at you with that sadistic look back on his face. He feels himself reach his limit as he cums deep inside your pussy, his cum filling you up.

"Look at me Y/n. I want to see you fall to hell with me darling~"

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gothic-thoughts · 3 months

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Shut Up and Listen

(took WAY too long to realize out of all my Jojo content, ion have Jotaro 🙄)

Part4! Jotaro Kujo x Black Fem Reader Smut

MDNI, DomesticAU, Babysitter!Reader, Boss!Jotaro

CW: ForbiddenAU, Jojo cheating?? afab parts mentioned, quiet quickie, unprotected cream🥧, tame words(nun vulgar)

Word Count: 1719 (give or take)

(A/n): sorry his first fic is a smut, I hate doing that tbh 😓

Jotaro took a deep breath as he walked to the front door ready to face the possibility of seeing his ex-wife's angry face. He reluctantly opens the door to see his daughter's sitter sitting on the couch with a glass of wine in hand and smiles. He sighed, releasing the breath he held back as his heart began pounding in his chest.

Since his wife filed for divorce, the only peace he could get after work was whenever (Y/n) was here, whether it be to watch over his 5-year-old daughter or just to check on him. Either way, Jojo's heart pounded against his ribcage just from being around her but it only added to his wife's suspicion of his adultery.

"Hey, Mr. Kujo." She whispers, "How was work?"

"(Y/n), please, you come over way too much to be so formal."

"Last time I called you 'Jojo' in front of your wife, she looked like she gonna tear my head off."

He scoffs, waving off the thought of her, “Yeah, I bet.”

(Y/n) chuckles softly as he takes off his shoes at the door and tiptoes across the living room's squeaky floorboards before gently sitting next to her much shorter stature.

"Wine after work?" He smiles, taking the other glass from the table. "You know me so well."

"You always complain about needing a drink so I brought."

"You probably need it more than I do, dealing with that one. How was she?"

She groans. "Tantrum."

"About?"

"He just hates resting for some reason. You know how kids are. Though, her mother coming over probably gave him a boost of energy

Jojo almost chokes on his wine, "Her mother? She was here you said? Why?"

"She said she came to see Jolyne for a bit but I feel like she was looking for you."

"Good grief, of course she was. Where is she now?"

"Her inn."

"Good. I don't think I can deal with another fight after a long day. I'm gonna snap." He sits up, "Anyway, did she say anything to you?"

“What do you mean?”

“Anything?”

"What, no not really. I mean, it doesn't matter, she was just..."

Jojo puts his drink on the coffee table. "What did she say to you?"

“Jotaro, I’m fine.”

“That’s not what I asked you.”

“She just...reminded me...of my job.”

He furrowed his eyebrows to figure out why his wife would feel the need to remind (Y/n) of her, but he quickly realized that was just it; his ex-wife was telling her to stay in her place. His eyebrows part and irritation instantly washes over his features as his beloved babysitter puts her glass down. “Listen, Jojo–”

"Don’t.”

“I only come over to watch your daughter. I don't know why I tried to go above and beyond by checking on you--”

“Because you’re amazing--”

“Because now your wife hates me. Like I’m pretty sure she fucking told the neighbors cuz they’re starting to look at me like I'm the worst person on Earth whenever I take Jolyne out."

The sudden sternness in the tone makes the man’s lips part before he bites the inside of his cheek in thought. They both look to the ceiling, listening for the sluggish pitter-patter of Jolyne’s footsteps making their way to the staircase—but it remains silent. Jojo sighs with relief and slides closer to her while she averts her gaze to the wine on the table. He rests a hand on her thigh.

“Sorry, it’s just--”

"No." He whispers, guiding her chin to face him, "I'm sorry for putting you through this. You deserve so much better than this.”

“What, no. It’s not you; your ex-wife’s just making life hard.”

He pauses, “Yeah, you’re right. But frankly, I could give a damn what she’s doing, I’m not letting you go—not if it’s not what you want.”

“What?”

“You heard me. Honestly, the highlight of my day is coming home to you and my daughter. I’m not letting that go for anything.”

“You...you serious?”

“You know I’m not one to joke about what I want. Or do I need to show you more recent proof?”

She nods then gasps as her boss quickly links his lips with hers. (Y/n)'s hands slide up his broad chest to yearningly grab his broad shoulders and rest the other on the back of his neck. They cup each other's faces and grasp at each other's shirts, groaning into each other's mouths for more.

Neither minded the amount of saliva due to their fervor as he picked her up and sat her on his lap. He holds her body so close that her breasts squish against him but pushes on his chest, breaking their forbidden kiss. Their lust-filled eyes open while they pant heavily on each other's reddened lips. Jojo's hand rests on her face, thumb swiping back and forth along her plush cheek.

"Sorry.” He whispers, “Didn’t know how much longer I could go without doing that.”

“What if someone sees?”

“Curtains are closed. Don't worry about it." He secures his hands under her thighs, "Let's go."

“Go where- oh!”

He carried her up the main steps, but instead of going to his room, he brought her to the guest room, a little farther away from his daughter's bedroom. He kicks the door shut before locking it, then sets her on her feet and continues to make out, sliding his long, white jacket down his arms and to the floor behind him. Their shirts were the next to go, being dropped at their sides before he pulled her hips closer, pressing his huge bulge into her pelvis.

“We do have to make this quick, though.” (Y/n) whispers breathlessly, "She told me she’d come back when you got off.”

“Shit, alright.” He picks her up again and walks to the available bed, where he mounts her, “Quick, got it.”

"Is this moving too fast? I mean..."

“We can stop now if you want.”

(Y/n) shakes her head, hands sliding down his side to his belts where she quickly unbuckles them. He looks down at her fingers and then back at her face with a small smirk. Before she knew it, his pants and boxers were down by his thighs while her leggings lay discarded on the hardwood floor. He tugs her underwear to the side and guides himself in with a breathless sigh from the tightness, head tilting back.

“Oh my...g-god.”

“Heh, sorry. Too quick?”

"Jus’ a little...big. Fuck Jojo."

He presses open-mouth kisses to her neck, "Not hurting you, am I?" He whispers.

“No...god, fuck no. Feels so fuckin’ good.

“I’m not even that deep yet.”

“I might go insane if you do. Just... jus’--”

“Oh yeah?”

The pads of Jotaro’s fingers dig into her hips as he pulls her closer to try to meet his base, but chuckles at the remaining inches between them.

(Y/n) grips his shoulders and curses under her breath, insides gripping him tightly, trying to stay sane while he stretched her wide. (Y/n) gasps out before biting her lip to keep her moans quiet when Jojo finally moves his hips at a slow yet deep rhythm.

He tried to keep it together but soft moans still came out while he gripped the sheets under her as his movements gradually became harder. (Y/n) shivers and groans at the change, arching her back slightly as euphoria ran up her spine. Once she moaned his name softly, he lost more of his composure and leaned down for another sloppy kiss in an attempt to keep himself from moaning.

"Jojo, don’t f’cking stop, please; oh my god.”

"I know we're farther from the front," He whispers against her lips, "But you gotta keep it down, ngh~"

She nods. "But you're going so deep...so-o deep. You feel so good."

"I know.... fuck, I know. Goddamn, you’re so fuckin’ tight."

He lifts her legs to his broad shoulders, hips slamming against her ass over and over and creating the sound of heavy, wet slapping that fills the room. (Y/n)’s legs trembled so much from the deep strokes that she cried out only for him to cover her mouth and press his plump lips to her ear to shush her.

“Fuck, (Y/n).” Jotaro mutters, thrusts becoming harder, “You’re gonna wake my daughter if you keep that up.”

“But, ah, gonna cum. So close, Jojo, I’m so close~”

"Come on, cum for me then; that’s why I put you in this fuckin’ position. Cum.”

He quickened his movements and gently pressed his lips to hers again, moaning into her mouth while his girth throbbed and pulsed with every swift drag through her wet, squeezing walls. She kisses back, scratching his large shoulders, as her orgasm rushes through her nerves. (Y/n) holds the back of his neck as he guides her through her climax, making her moan and gasp in his ear.

"I-I think--"

"What, you gonna--"

"I think I love you."

His face doesn’t change but his hips speed up on their own, "D-do you mean it, (Y/n)?"

She nods.

"I-I do too.... a l-lot more than I should."

"Hah~ Goin' t-too...fast."

"Seeing you every day before work is enough to fuel me for the day."

"You’re m-making it hard t-to--mmh god!"

"Fuck, you don't know how badly I've wanted this shit."

"J’taro--"

"Kissing you, touching you, making you cum for me—fuuck, it’s too much."

Her back arches off the bed, and he slides his arm between the bed and her lower back, continuously pulling her into every heavy, breathtaking thrust.

"Ah~ Jojo! F-fuck, fuuck~!”

“Me too. Don’t worry, I’ll–”

“No, don’t stop. Please d’nt fuckin stop~”

“Then...you want me to..."

"Y-yeah, just please." She scratches up his shirt, "Don't stop~"

Jojo's hips stutter and his eyes shut as his thighs continue to smack against the back of hers. He groans loudly, burrowing his face in her neck when he meets the edge and spills his load inside her. He gasps and clutches at the sheets, while she plants soft kisses to his chest. They pant loudly together as his hips stutter to a stop, their bodies shivering together to calm down as huffs of breath in each other’s faces start to rile them up again.

Before they could get another word out, the front door could be heard opening from up the hall.

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gatitties · 3 months

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Dear friend

─Dio x fem!reader (Platonic) [Phantom Blood]

─Summary: You find yourself tied to the infamous Dio Brando, creating a strange relationship despite being complete opposites.

─Warnings: occ and a little angst i think¿, Dio is soft in this one

I was a little delulu while watching jojo's and listening to sad music late at night led me to write this 😔🤌🏻

Dio Brando's life was not good in general, condemned to live in misery since he was born, with the only source of love and hope dying little by little, his mother was the only thing that kept him sane during his childhood, once his mother's life vanished in just a breath, he thought he would never feel what he used to call humanity again. His father could not be considered human, after all he had monstrous and condemnable actions, being only scum deserving of the most painful death.

He thought that he would be condemned in a spiral of darkness and filth, that his only goal in life would be to wait for his father's death and take over the fortune of the Joestar family once they adopted him, then another ray of light broke his dark shell, where his heart bled with pain, where the most sensitive part of the human being was hidden, even from him, who thought that nothing could give him back that lost humanity.

Dio was making some money as usual, betting a couple of coins to win more in that filthy bar, the carefree conversations and fights were a dull noise to him at this point, but the explosions, the burning smell and the screaming of someone in the kitchen wasn't something that happened often, that was the first time he saw you.

You ran out of the kitchen with teary eyes, coughing from the smoke you had inhaled, some parts of your clothes were burned, your cheeks were red from the heat and the embarrassment of being scolded by your boss while everyone watched, although you recovered soon when you were sent to do anything other than cook, it definitely wasn't your strong point.

Neither was waiting tables since you tripped over your own feet several times, your balance betrayed you at the worst moments and your hands seemed to be made of butter, but you remained firm with your optimistic attitude, that, and you needed the money, you were not going to leave this job nor would you allow such a quick dismissal.

Dio thought you were stupid to say the least, clumsy, distracted, inept… but for some reason he couldn't take his eyes off your figure when you were juggling to leave the beers on the table next to him, he couldn't figure out if you were purposely ignoring the lustful gazes of some depraved people or were you really that ignorant of your surroundings, he found it endearing in a way.

"Hey you, pay attention to the damn game!"

He grimaced, fed up with the man, he made his final move, winning and enraging the guy he was playing against, he threw the coins across the table, but before Dio could grab them his face was smashed into the plate of hot food making a thud that stopped the sound throughout the bar for a second.

It happened before he could react, he was planning to hit that old geezer to break his nose, but someone had gotten ahead of him, before he realized it, a burnt frying pan hit the bastard's face, causing blood to drip from his mouth, some teeth shooting out from its place.

"Don't waste food, you stuck-up idiot!"

Your expression changed to a frown, although everyone ignored your outburst, it wasn't the first time you hit someone for doing something that bothered you, but coming from a family with limited resources made you appreciate every little thing, you were a brave fool, you could mess with the most dangerous person on the entire face of the earth just for standing up for your values and ideals, and that, that's what caught Dio Brando's attention.

He didn't really look for interactions with you, you only caused him a slight curiosity, but there were many people just as stupid as you, living a miserable life, accepting their fate without aspiring to much more, but destiny seemed to want to intertwine your paths, that, or he just began to notice your presence more once he noticed you.

Of course, you also began to notice him more, it's not every day you find people with such striking appearance in the suburbs you used to frequent, especially people your age, and especially those who move through the darkness like you.

You accepted all kinds of assignments, even if they were dangerous, you always had luck on your side and a handful of sharp or blunt objects, aim was the only thing that probably stands out about your physical abilities along with stealth, you had learned to move like a rat, dark alleys, damp sewers… you knew every nook and cranny of this city by heart.

And that was how your first real interaction happened, you were both hired to do some smuggling for a good amount of money, you had worked in pairs before, but meeting the person you were strangely seeing everywhere lately was strange, you weren't going to turn down the job anyway, money is money.

What started with some ups and downs in your relationship was how curt Dio was, his harsh comments and lack of empathy made you frown, you scolded him occasionally for being so impolite and rude, not only to you but to other people who didn't deserved it. It was a tug of war between the two, complete opposites attracting each other.

When the relationship began to heat up, or rather when the remains of goodness that remained in a broken child made a little hole in his bleeding heart, it was when you took care of a drunken Dio, you found him raving, beating to death some poor devils who had decided to mess with him that night, you would have suffered the same fate if you hadn't been lucky enough that before he hit you he tripped on a rock, hitting his head. You took it from there and helped him without asking for anything in return, which caused him to distance himself for a few weeks after coming back looking different.

"What's wrong with you? Huh?"

You pointed accusingly at the blonde, who slapped your finger away from his face, letting out some complaints.

"I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh don't try to play that with me, the time working with you was enough to be able to see through you, ah, I know, did you find a partner!?"

His eyebrow twitched at your new explosion of emotions, grabbing your head to keep your body still as you started to surround him asking a bunch of questions about his supposed partner.

"No."

"Aww" you deflated at his harsh response, recovering immediately "Anyway, seriously, there's something weird about you, I can see it in your eyes."

You moved a little closer to his face once he released you, looking directly into his captivating crimson eyes, although in truth you were just looking at your reflection on his gaze, sticking out your tongue as if you were posing for a photo, he looked in disbelief, you were too stupid and he didn't understand why, why after leaving those suburbs did he return? Why did he keep visiting you if he no longer needed you for anything? Why did he come back after moving to a better life? His mind couldn't understand it, but his heart won this battle and he let the only good feelings guide him towards your clumsy person.

"Whatever makes you sleep better."

He found himself enjoying your presence, your voice, your silly thoughts, your insignificant emotions more than usual, he found another source of light that illuminated the cracks in his shattered heart, minimally healing his inner child, and in turn, he repudiated every inch of your being, so kind and pure for someone like him, were you ignoring his evil nature or were you really that naive to not notice all the red flags around him? He didn't know it, but he would prefer that it stay like this for a while longer, all of his plans were moving forward and you weren't part of them.

You silently observe the sunset, the warm colors gradually disappearing as you lean against the half-broken cement wall, this building used to be your meeting point for the assignments you had together. You look back at Dio, who is unusually thoughtful, you also immerse yourself in your own thoughts, you were conscious, conscious of everything that Dio was and will be, you only needed some information that he let escape between the lines and his behavior of greatness to know that your friend was someone evil, someone who wouldn't think for a second about ending someone's life if they were a threat, you knew it and yet… Was it selfish to want to maintain this friendship? Even knowing that he wasn't someone to admire? Someone who repudiated half the world? That didn't agree with most of your values? Well, you were human, and selfishness is one of the facets that characterizes humanity, you never asked for much in your life, you wanted to grant yourself this whim despite everything.

"I don't know what will happen from now on, but thank you for all these years, I never thought I could have this kind of connection with someone."

Your neck almost broke from the speed at which you moved it to look at Dio, who was facing away from you, there was no way he had said that, expressing so many emotions and feelings like never before, were you dreaming? Was this some kind of alternate reality? Your eyes began to water because of his words, yes, you were a sentimental softie.

"That's so nice Dio, you should say that more often, instead of 'shut up bitch' or 'you suck'!"

You jumped on his back like a baby koala, sniffling on his shoulder while he froze for a second, trying to shake off your crying form, you seemed as fragile as a twig at that moment but you clung to him like a damn leech. He took you off of him after a couple of minutes, unexpectedly his arms surrounded your figure, seeing you buried in a mass of muscles for the first time, you were going to make a stupid comment, but for once you decided to shut your big mouth, passing your arms through his back.

No one dared to say anything, well, the look he gave you after he separated from you was a silent threat so that you wouldn't say anything about this moment of weakness he had, after all Dio has no weaknesses, he is superior to everyone.

Certainly, everything changed from that day, the relationship cooled because he disappeared from your life, you understood that the change in lifestyle was what caused it and if in a certain part it was true, you wanted to check that he was doing it right, it wasn't the case when you discovered that he was trying to kill Mr. Joestar, who welcomed him with open arms.

Your heart squeezed at the information, you knew that your friend was not a saint, you knew that he was a horrible person with others, but you remained selfish in your decision not to see him as human scum, to continue loving him like any other person. Your thoughts didn't last long though, at least not with the new version of him.

You were scared when you found him in your room one night, in the darkest corner, staring as if you were a prey, you could see his agitated breath coming out like smoke from a chimney, his eyes were still the same, but they scared you.

"Has the cat eaten your tongue? It's me, Dio! I don't think you've forgotten about me, I haven't, dear friend."

"You're not- you're not my friend…"

Your words came out shaky, the lump in your throat growing the closer the blonde got, this had to be a bad dream, you had heard that your friend had died after trying to kill Jonathan Joestar, although his body was not found among the rubble of the mansion, this couldn't be true.

"No? Maybe you're just confused, I'm still me, I've discovered a new way of living! I don't need that bullshit humanity, a longer lasting, stronger way of life! I am my best version."

You grabbed the lamp on your nightstand, making him smile at your fear, he knew you used to throw random things when you were angry or scared.

"You are not Dio! You are not the Dio that I know… your look is no longer the same, even when it was mischievous and evil before, it contained that shine of hope."

"Hope? That's pathetic, but you're lucky, I'm giving you the opportunity to live with dignity as a superior being! Just for being you, my only friend."

A hand covered your mouth, knowing that you would scream when he was next to you in the blink of an eye, he laughed at your reaction, resting his chin on the curve between your shoulder and neck, he grimaced as he felt you licking his hand, at least you were still stupidly brave to do that.

"Well? Will you agree to reign over all those filthy humans? You can live forever, without worries like money, no more shitty jobs."

You closed your eyes tightly in a last attempt to wake up if this was a dream, accepting that it wasn't, you moved away from his body, almost falling off the bed, you turned your body slightly to face him directly, oh that certain look of yours, it made him smile.

"I'm sorry, but the Dio I know is dead, and I refuse to accept a deal from a stranger."

He began to laugh lightly without taking his eyes off you, in another blink his imposing figure caught you, feeling again the mass of muscles imprisoning you between chest and biceps, your face pressed to his heart made you listen to the calm rhythm of it.

"I didn't expect anything less from someone as stupid and clumsy as you, I honestly knew that you were going to reject eternal youth, it's a real shame… but coming here was more of a whim."

His grip loosened a little, he rested his head on top of yours, closing his eyes for a few seconds, taking in as much of your scent as he could and it was gone as quickly as it came, you were barely able to react as the heat around you disappeared in a fraction of second, you looked with doubt at the open window, noticing how he was watching you from somewhere, you frowned, still with your lamp in your hand you threw it out the window, closed it as quickly as you could, you got under the sheets as if you were going to scare away the monsters of the night, closing your eyes although with a small smile when you heard the moan of Dio, who had been hit by your impeccable shot.

If you weren't his dear friend, you would have been three meters underground for a long time.

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inkpot909 · 8 months

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The Entire Group Having Feelings for the Reader Headcanons (Bucciarati’s Gang)

↳ Fem!Reader; pronouns aren’t specified but is written as a girl. Reader is around Bruno and Abbacchio in age. Their sexuality is undefined, but is written as liking women. It’s made clear the Reader is not interested in anyone on the team/doesn’t reciprocate anyone’s feelings.

Summary: Having once been the newbie on Bucciarati’s team, a certain amount of unwanted attention was to be expected from your peers. However, the reactions to your inclusion on the team were more than you bargained for.

Warning(s): None.

The first one you’re going to catch harboring a little crush is most likely Narancia. Still young, he heard there would be a girl joining the group and his interest was immediately peaked. Weirdly enough, Bruno was quite keen on brushing past that fact.

One small comment from Giorno- feeling the need to point out how Narancia was considerably less friendly towards him his first week -and it was soon obvious to you what was going on here.

In all honestly, everyone knew right away and no one took it seriously. It was difficult for the others to not notice, considering Narancia would follow you everywhere and take every possible opportunity to include you in something.

The dismissiveness of his feelings also came from you yourself; to the point where it only ever crossed your mind if someone else made a jab at Narancia’s expense.

You did scold the others for making comments about it though, finding it insensitive. Sure, the age gap is a clear enough indication nothing will ever come of it, but you don’t go out of your way to be rude.

Only once did you have to not-so-subtly turn him down. He never really acted on it, but he did have the tendency to showing off for you whenever he could.

One particular occasion of him doing so, Fugo had made a snide remark at Narancia’s expense. “Oh, please, you’re only doing this because you like her. It’s embarrassing,” he told him outright.

Sensing a possible fight, you laughed it off and said affectionately, “Leave him alone! He’s just being sweet. Besides, nothing’s ever gonna happen. He’s like a brother to me.”

Could you have handled it better? Probably. Was that a blow to Narancia’s confidence? Definitely. Did it articulate your feelings in manner he could understand? Most certainly.

He’s a nice kid, you recall thinking on the matter, Someone’s gonna fall head over heels for him someday. Guys like him always find genuine love.

Little did you know at the time, there were other reasons as to why no one else took Narancia’s affections all too seriously.

The next one you noticed catching feelings was Mista. However, this time around the realization was abrupt and much more difficult for you to brush off.

Sitting next to him on Bucciarati’s couch, you’d been relaxing together one afternoon.

It was the first time you two ever had done so; much to your excitement. Your heart swelled with hope, internally eager to soon be considered a part of their little family.

Then he just had to try putting an arm around you.

Your attitude over responding to Mista’s advances is notable compared to the others, because he acts very specifically towards you. He openly and clearly flirts. And a forward approach warrants a forward rejection. It’s an attitude you remember Abbacchio positively commenting on.

You turned your head, hands motionless on your lap. Yet your eyes were fueled with firm resolve, a slight squint to them.

“No thank you,” is what you simply said, more than enough for him to remove his arm and even put a few more inches between the both of you.

That honesty is respected by him, though. It causes him to change his approach for a while. And at some point, he likely realized you’re not looking for anything like that from him.

Regardless, both him and Narancia still continue to follow you around like lost puppies. Clambering for your attention and approval.

The closeness at least formed a genuine friendship with the two, one that you truly hold dear. And if the lack of any confessions is any indication, they appreciate it as well.

And where those two go, Fugo is usually following close behind them with a sour look on his face.

You just had to laugh; the trio was certainly a force to be reckoned with. Narancia and Mista welcomed you with open arms, much to Fugo’s clear annoyance. He was put off by their quick acceptance of you, likely being one of the first to point out that it’s ‘because you’re a girl.’

What really seemed to set him off initially was that they started including you in the three’s tiny click within the group as a whole. Now it isn’t just the three of them anymore, there’s a forth person taking up space.

Wouldn’t suggest mentioning it to Mista or he may genuinely consider kicking Narancia to the curb.

Eager to please, as well as apologize for disrupting this friend group’s dynamic, you tried your hardest to see eye-to-eye with Fugo.

Fortunately, the only difficult part was finding things to talk about after some time passed and he begrudgingly accepted that you were there to stay. After that, it was a slow but natural progression.

Soon, he seemed to tolerate your presence much better. Then, he started instigating conversations with you instead of it strictly being the other way around. Once enough of a bond was established, you’d started getting the impression he would much rather spend time with you than the other two.

Like with Mista, the realization hit you while sitting right next to him. It was out of the blue, as Fugo hadn’t said a word to you that day. No, your mind was just wandering and happened to connect the dots.

Well, shit. You had laughed out loud, earning confused looks from the three around you.

You were honestly concerned; more so than with the others. You couldn’t brush it off as easily as you could with Narancia, as Fugo’s timidness on the matter could mean he’d just become upset. Couple that with his short temper, and you feared you could lose his friendship over it.

Your worries were proven to be unfounded, luckily. After some discussion with Narancia and Abbacchio, you learned Fugo doesn’t actually want anything from you.

You’re silently thankful, happy to coexist with him just as normal. He could have his little crush, and still hold onto a very real friendship. Quite mature of him, but never something you’d never compliment him on directly.

In fact, thinking of Fugo makes you reminiscent of Giorno’s admittedly weird style of approach.

By then you had said… what, maybe two or three sentences in total to the kid? But out of the blue, one morning, you passed him while leaving the house.

He stopped you in your tracks, holding out his hand in front of you and keeping you still. For a moment, he was silent. But before you could open your mouth and ask him “What’s wrong?” he beat you to the punch.

You… admittedly don’t remember exactly what he told you. Something poetic about your beauty… yeah. It was the type of sentiment that was thought out thoroughly beforehand.

Still, despite feeling guilty over not remembering, it’s easy to assume it doesn’t really matter. Considering he completely went radio silent on the subject afterwards.

Perhaps he just felt like he really needed to say something before moving on, you figured.

And honestly, credit where credit is due, both Giorno and Fugo kept their distance. Enough to express it was a simple crush and nothing more. You were glad you never had to vocally turn them down, because they already understood you weren’t the one for them.

You entertained the idea of them maybe bonding over it. Talking about girls while they braid each other’s hair, you giggled to yourself, amused by the thought.

Speaking of bonding, through almost it all, Abbacchio was your rock.

It was a rough start with him, no question. For the first couple of weeks he was very critical of your decisions on missions and outside of them rarely gave you even a passing glance.

But he gradually became your scapegoat when the others were tripping over themselves for your time. Even Bruno insisted on getting his far share of time with you.

You had came to Abbacchio first, confinding in him and taking his advice very seriously. That was something he appreciated. Abbacchio’s casual attitude was a breath of fresh air when you really needed it, and was surprisingly understanding of your viewpoint (The prospect of possibly upsetting Giorno’s got to factor into that, right?).

The two of you mostly spend time together one-on-one, whether in deep conversation or comfortable silence. The foundation of your friendship was born from complaining, but you found other subjects to focus on as well.

It was, with hindsight, the most shocking development yet. Out of everyone there, you weren’t expecting to become close to Abbacchio… ever, really.

The closer you got, the more you were able to appreciate his character. He’s got a surprisingly good sense of humor, and looks after everyone on the team more than he’s given credit for. Most of all, he’s a really good listener if you’re completely h-… Are you… are you kidding me? What is happening?

You actually doubted your guess this time around for a good while; it’s far too absurd! Abbacchio’s a reserved individual, so it wasn’t as noticeable after all.

But conversations with the others made it all too clear. They knew him better than you, and when it comes to Abbacchio, no one is going to lie about his feelings just for the sake of it.

Regardless, like Giorno and Fugo, he kept his lips sealed whenever you’re around.

You felt a good amount of guilt having vented to him in the past, but if he wasn’t saying anything, you weren’t going to either.

By the time you one day received word that Bucciarati wished to speak to you in private, you seriously contemplated ditching him entirely. However, you respected the man too much to do so.

It’s an ungodly hour, you point out helplessly to yourself. I have no idea what on earth he wants to talk to me about right now, and at this point I don’t even want to know.

Your mental ramblings pause in tandem with your feet, stopping firmly in front of your boss’s office door. You shiver, pulling your robe over your front to the point of overkill. Peaking between the bottom of the door and the floor below, you smile upon seeing light still illuminating from within.

Yes, it’s an ungodly time. But both Bucciarati and I work late at night often anyways, you reason. With that in mind, you knock gingerly.

You hear a gentle “Come in,” from within the room. Smiling, you already feel Bucciarati’s aura of comfort. Entering, you spot him hunched over behind his desk. A laptop sits open on its wooden surface, but his attention’s been turned away by now.

“Apologies for asking you to come here so late,” he chuckles, returning your pleasant expression.

“It’s not very professional of you, Capo,” you jest lightheartedly. Moving swiftly, you sit yourself down on a chair placed opposite to him.

“Fair enough,” he decides, crossing his legs. “How’s your day gone, tesoro?”

You hum, contemplating his question. It’s sweet; something he always asks whenever he can. Thinking of Abbacchio, then everyone else in turn, you barely give yourself another chance to breathe while you lay out all that you’ve experienced thus far.

You loved the team, but you’d be lying if you said everyone’s affection wasn’t getting to you a little. Most of all, you worried how their feelings could effect the team as a whole. And ever since discovering how Abbacchio feels, you haven’t had anyone to discuss it with anymore.

You weren’t sure if Bruno could really do anything about it. Hell, you didn’t know if you really wanted him to. Just to talk about it unfiltered was enough weight taken off your shoulders.

Minutes pass before your voice dies down, taking in short breathes. With wide eyes, you stare at Bucciarati expectantly. However, much to your discomfort, he remains silent. His head is tilted away from you and down at his desk, pupils remaining fixated in one position. It’s a clear sign he’s in deep thought, something you’re wary of disturbing.

A moment is too long for you to wait, quick to become self conscious over your word-vomit.

He clears his throat, catching your full attention once more. Adjusting the front of his collar, his eyes were glued to your own. During a mission it would be grounding, or maybe even a little intimidating. Any other time it would be comforting. Now, the nervous energy pouring from his person offers the exact opposite.

Quietly, he simply says, “…Maybe we should talk another time, then.”

At that point, you didn’t know why you were shocked. Leaving his office, there was no doubt.

Bruno was fair, not the type to ever play favorites with anyone on the team. But upon reflection, you realize he dotes on you in a special way.

Not only did he accept and voice your place on the team almost immediately, but he seemed to request your presence during peaceful moments just as much as anyone else in the group.

And by the time you new about everyone else, that should have been a dead giveaway.

Fights or arguments had over you is never something you’ve seen for yourself. According to Narancia and Abbacchio, they do happen. The how and why is kept so vague you almost believed they were just pulling your leg.

The last time it was talked about, there was no more room for doubts on whether or not they actually occurred.

Bruno happened to be present when Narancia was talking to you about it. He was quick to step in, downplaying whatever goes on during those arguments. After that, he silenced the discussion entirely.

You were a little disappointed the subject suddenly became taboo after that day, but was also quite grateful. It was clear he took your worries very seriously, considerate of your comfort with the rest of the team.

But time marches on, making the first year with Passione feel like a lifetime ago.

You long became a part of their found family, and the idea of the others crushing on you hardly ever floats around in your brain anymore.

And when it comes to the members you’re close to in age, all thoughts of “What if…” or “Just maybe…” eventually fizzle out from their minds as well.

How could they persist? Especially after one day, when you came home from a lunch out with an old friend of yours. Smiling wide and blushing from head to toe, you couldn’t help but cheerfully tell the group about the person you now happily call your girlfriend.

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yoshhii · 8 months

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╰► 𝐒𝐄𝐂𝐑𝐄𝐓 𝐀𝐃𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐄𝐑 — diavolo

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you start to find gifts around your house, you can only wonder who it’s from (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧

𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐕𝐎𝐋𝐎’𝐒 𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐒 𝐄𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐀𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐀𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐌𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅. you had known him for years now, you met him as teenagers and the friendship never ended since. you knew he was a powerful and influential figure for something, but he never told you exactly what it was. yet, his interactions with you recently had started to be somewhat... peculiar.

one day, as you returned home from work, you found a delicate rose resting on your doorstep. its deep crimson petals seemed to glow in the fading sunlight. puzzled, you picked it up and looked around, but there was no sign of anyone nearby. you dismissed it as a random act of kindness from a secret admirer and brought the rose inside.

the next morning, you awoke to find a small, elegantly wrapped box on your bedroom nightstand. opening it, you discovered a stunning necklace, adorned with a sapphire pendant. the jewelry was exquisite, far beyond anything you would have expected. a note accompanied it, simply saying, "for you." you couldn't help but wonder who could be leaving you these mysterious gifts.

meanwhile, diavolo observed from the shadows, his heart pounding with every small reaction he elicited from you. he couldn't bring himself to confess to you directly; he is inexperienced when it comes to love. instead, he resorted to these silent declarations of affection.

days turned into weeks, and the surprises continued. bouquets of flowers, more jewelry, and even the occasional handwritten note expressing vague sentiments of admiration appeared at your doorstep or on your nightstand. you had a growing suspicion that diavolo was behind these gifts, but he had never shown any romantic interest in you before. he was always so distant, and at times, even brusque when you crossed paths.

─ ✧ ✧ ✧ ─

you looked at the clock that hung in your office, the time read 20:00…finally.. that means your shift has ended. after all, working for so many hours a week was quite draining. after cleaning up your workspace and clocking out you exit the front entrance. you where feeling stressed from the amount of documents you had just finished, so you decided not to go home just yet, perhaps a peaceful area to clear your mind.

the park… it was quiet during this time of night so it was a perfect place to relax.

as you strolled through the dimly lit park, you bumped into doppio unexpectedly. he was dressed in his usual purple attire, and his expression was soft.

of course, you have talked to him before, but he’s always had some business with his “boss.”

"ah! i’m deeply sorry," he squeaked, his voice quivering as his brown eyes stared into your e/c ones.

you mumbled a quick “it’s fine” and began to walk away when you heard him mutter something under his breath. "you should be more careful, bella." the endearment caught you off guard, but before you could react, he had already disappeared into the shadows.

confused, you couldn't help but wonder if there was more to doppio than what meets the eye.

doppio had been caught following you, but thankfully he brushed it off like it was merely a coincidence he was there. if boss where to find out, he’d be in huge trouble, his orders where strictly to report what you where doing, doppio couldn’t imagine the thought of what would happen to him…

turururururururururururu

the sound of a phone ringing interrupted his thoughts, doppio had a sudden nervousness flow through his body. this has never happened before, maybe it was the thought of diavolo finding out about the small encounter that happened earlier. but nonetheless, he knew he had to come clean and tell the truth.

diavolo let out a grunt, of course, he knew he couldn’t stay hidden for much longer. besides it wasn’t like you had suspected anything anyways, right?

diavolo sighed…he knows he needs to confess his feelings sooner or later, but the fear of rejection and the weight of his criminal life held him back. he couldn't bear the thought of endangering you or exposing his vulnerabilities. so for now, he will continue to do what he has been previously doing, just a little more…obvious.

─ ✧ ✧ ✧ ─

diavolo's gifts became more frequent and expensive, and he seemed to be around you more often than before. even if it was just brief encounters where he would say something seemingly harsh, but it was always followed by a hint of concern.

you where quite confused, what was with the sudden kindness? diavolo, your childhood friend, has never shown such appreciation before. did he finally feel the same way?

no. that’s just wishful thinking. come on y/n do you really think that someone as powerful as him could fall in love with you?

yes, it was probably just to show his gratitude for the years of friendship…but his actions lately have said otherwise.

who where you kidding, diavolo was always busy, he would never have time for you let alone love you.

that’s what they always say.

─ ✧ ✧ ✧ ─

on a saturday evening, you found yourself standing on your balcony, gazing at the city lights below. a soft breeze ruffled your hair as you clutched the sapphire necklace he had given you. you whispered to yourself, "is all of this for me?"

as if on cue, diavolo's voice emerged from the darkness. "yes, it's all for you."

startled, you turned to see him stepping out of the shadows, his long pink hair flowing with every step he took as his intense gaze locked on you. "diavolo, you... you've been leaving me these gifts?"

he nodded, his expression softening just a fraction. "i have been trying to get your attention, trying to show you how much you mean to me."

you were taken aback by his confession, your heart racing. "but why were you always so distant towards me?"

diavolo looked puzzled, his usual stoic facade finally cracking. he swallowed hardly as sweat started to form on his face, this was his chance to tell you everything…

"i’m the boss of passione, involved in countless dangerous dealings. i thought it was best to keep my distance, to protect you from my world. but I cannot hide my feelings any longer."

he took a step closer, his hand reaching out to cup your cheek. "i have fallen in love with you y/n, and for many years i have felt like this and i want you to always be by my side. will you be mine?"

your eyes widened as you realized the depth of his feelings. "yes, diavolo, I will be yours."

you both stared into each others eyes and you occasionally glanced at his lips. diavolo took note of this, so he gently lifted your chin and slowly leaned forward.

as you leaned, lips connecting, you couldn't help but think that beneath his tough exterior, the mafia boss was a man deeply in love, willing to go to great lengths to win your heart. and in that moment, you knew that your life was about to change in ways you could have never imagined.

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mariel-g · 1 year

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Chemistry Homework?

Very self indulgent switch fem reader <3

MINORS U SILLY GALS, DO NOT INTERACT

You sigh as you stare at Jotaro Kujo’s profile, silently fanning yourself with your hand while the idle chatter of your chemistry teacher fades into the background. Jotaro Kujo is...well, he’s not the friendliest of people. Whenever you have tried to talk to him he blatantly ignored you, so you quickly learned to stop trying.

As your thoughts drift away, his elegant side profile turned, revealing his full face in it’s glory. Startled, you jerk away and accidentally knock over a bottle of HCL with your elbow.

“Oh! I am so sorry, here.” You mutter, frantically grabbing at a stack of tissues nearby and patting it over Jotaro’s thigh “Um, are you alright? Like, it didnt burn or anything, right?”

You briefly close your eyes in disbelief, why the fuck did you say that?

His large palm suddenly engulfs your hand, ceasing the frantic drying of his leg. “The dosage of true hydrochloric acid in the bottle would be too low to burn me, I’d think you’d know that already if you take this class.”

Despite the harsh words, it was truly the first time you’d ever heard his voice. It was deep and velvety and honestly quite a turn on. Although his tone was biting and full of contempt, it sent a pleasant shiver down your spine.

The noise of irritation he makes at the back of his throat makes your eyes fly up from his leg, settling on tracing the lines of his adams apple and defined neck before slowly meeting his eyes. When you meet them, the glare he pins you with makes you shrink back, only stopped by his hand that is still tightly clasped over yours.

“Yes I know, I just was overly concerned, forgot the basics of chemistry haha...my apologies” you say weakly.

“Get off me” he snarls.

His leg starts to shake, from anger no doubt, and a sick sense of satisfaction runs through you, letting such an inconsiqentuial accident affect his mood so much is ridiculous. But then again, he always acts like a bandit pisses in his coffee each morning.

“You’re still holding my hand”

At that his thigh seemed to flex and harden underneath your finger tips and your fingers gave an involuntary squeeze back. His whole body goes completely rigid and he bites his lip as if in pain. Oh my god...was that his dick...? No, right?

Both of you sat completely still when the teacher suddenly addressed the both of you. “Jotaro and y/n, please clean up the mess, you should’ve told me if you wanted more tissues.”

Jotaro’s eyes bore into you and he gives you a look of pure disgust before snatching his hand away from yours as if burnt. Despite of the rollercoaster of things that just happened you still had some scraps of your pride left, and you gave him the nastiest look you could muster before abruptly standing up.

“Miss, may I please go clean the acid off?”

“Yes you may y/n, I’ll clean the table myself dont worry” The teacher then glanced at Jotaro “You should go clean the HCL off yourself as well Jotaro, the dosage is low but it could still burn if left on the skin for too long.”

You gave Jotaro a smug ‘I told you so’ look before traipsing out of class. Fervently trying to forget the heat emenating from the shape that was pressed against your hand as you cleaned.

Ever since that day, you and Jotaro would bicker and annoy eachother to no end. You were fairly sure he hated you and the hatred is definitely mutual. After seeing him more often you realised that around everyone else he was generally pleasant if not quiet, it seemed that it was only around you where another side was brought out of him. You huffed a small laugh, you tend to have that effect on people.

“What are you laughing at?”

“Nothing really” you sighed. You tilted your head back and moaned softly. God, the feel of his pouty lips making love to your neck was heaven.

He was on his knees in front of you as you sat on the side of the library’s setee, your leg on either side of him as his face nestled in your collarbone. (Mate, look he’s 6′5 just imagine that the setee is really low)

His tongue lazily swept across your pulse before suckling on it. “We should finish our chemistry homework.”

You nodded airily in agreement. “We should.”

Slowly, you brought one of your legs to rest between his thighs, allowing the base of your shin to softly rub against his hardened cock. He groaned softly, moving his hands braced on either side of the setee to wrap around the small of your back.

“Don’t tell me you got hard just from kissing my neck?” You asked incredulously, stilling the languid movement of your shin against his dick.

“I get hard just from looking at you” He said in a whisper “Keep rubbing my cock.”

At his crass wording your cheeks burst aflame with embarrassment, but you continued to pleasure him, delighting in the soft moans and groans that escaped from his mouth when you put more pressure on his member.

“You should say please”

“Why should I?”

“Because,” you completely stopped your ministrations on his dick “otherwise I’ll do this.”

His jaw clenched in irritation and his full lips silently formed the word “bitch.”

“If you still want to finish our homework it’s fine” you said breezily, making a show of repositoning the collar of your shirt and rebuttoning a few buttons.

“Wait,” He visibly swallowed a ball of irritation “keep rubbing my cock...please.” His adams apple bobbed. “And let me see you, all of you, please.”

Satisfaction and a heady rush of power filled you. You’re able to make this proud man beg.

“I enjoy having you on your knees in front of me” you whisper, heeding his request as you slowly unbutton enough buttons for your bra to be completely exposed to him.

His hand cups your breast and squeezes hard, his thumb roughly rubbing over the nipple through the fabric of the bra. You let out a small yelp and narrow your eyes at him when he smirks. Payback I guess.

He leans forward and nips your ear “And i enjoy being on my knees for you as well, let me make you cum.”

Fuck. An ache setlles between your legs as your pussy desperately tries to clench around nothing. “Yes,” you say breathlessly “But we need to be quiet.”

The corner of the library you guys are in is uninhabited, but the whole establishment is not completely void of people.

He kissed the tops of your breasts and slowly took off your bra, savouring every inch of naked skin that was revealed to him. When your chest was fully exposed, he moaned in satisfaction.

“y/n, they’re perfect.”

His lips instantly descended upon your nipple as the other hand massaged and played with your breast. You gasped at the feeling of his tongue circling around one of your nipples while his hand pinched and rubbed and squeezed the other.

“Oh fuck” you panted, feeling euphoria wash over you as he continued to lavish equal attention upon both of your breasts before releasing them with a pop.

“Spread your legs”

You rose your eyebrow at his demanding tone, but complied, cautiously spreading your legs as he flipped up your skirt.

“Fuck princess, is that spiderman underwear?” The side of his mouth was twitching as if he was trying painfully hard not to burst out laughing.

You glared at him, “Do you want to see my pussy or not?”

In response he pulled your knickers to the side and began rubbing your clit with his thumb in a smooth circular motion, his mouth parted in a moan when he saw how wet you became from his light touch against your clit.

“Your pussy is so beautiful” he murmured. “Can I put my fingers inside?”

In response your loins clenched and you bucked your hips. “Fuck yes, and press harder on my clit.”

“Your wish is my command mistress” he said sardonically, increasing the pressure on your clit to the point it nearly hurt.

Slowly, he pressed one of his fingers into your opening and your toes curled. His thick finger stretched you out so good it made you moan, and your head lolled down to watch him as he watched his finger disappear inside of you till the hilt.

Heat crawled up his neck as he bit his lip. “You’re so tight...and wet” he curled his finger slightly and you gasped as the tip of his finger rubbed against your most sensitive space. “And warm,” he slowly started to thrust his finger in and out. “All for me.”

You moaned, “Jotaro, faster.”

“Yes.”

“Another finger please”

“Yes m’lady.”

The volume of your moans nearly reached a pornographic level. The way his thumb circled your clit as his fingers stroked and pressed into your walls made your mind go numb.

“Please let me taste you,” he begged, the look in his eye wild as he bit your inner thigh.

In response you moved your hand to the back of his head and gave him what he desired, surrendering to the pleasure as he immediately started lapping at your cunt. He licked and sucked and expertly toyed with your clit with his large fingers still ramming inside of you.

“Baby, I’m going to cum” you whimpered

“Please cum on my fingers,” he said hoarsely around your clit, “Need you to cum on my fingers baby.”

The vibrations from him speaking and his filthy words push you over the edge, and per his request you cum all over his fingers. Your eyes rolled back as your cunt convulsed around him. You had to throw a hand over your mouth so that you didnt scream.

He milked you through the orgasm, thrusting his fingers in languid strokes and lazily sucked on your clit with his eyes intensely watching your face.

“Jotaro please” you started to shy away from his attentions as the orgasm subsided.

Using his body weight, he pressed you down onto the setee. “I’m not finished yet.” Gingerly he started to eat at the honey your pussy produced, groaning in satisfaction while you meweled and bucked under his hold.

“You taste so fucking good.”

Eventually he released you from his taste testing and sat back on his haunches, admiring how pretty and fucked out you looked.

“Maybe now that you’ve been satisfied like this you’ll stop being such a bitch” He commented mildly while he flipped your skirt back into place and straightened your shirt.

“Yeah you’re right, I suppose I should have a weekly round of this, maybe next week should be Kakyoin.” You said lamely, to deep into post-orgasmic euphoria to conjure up a wittier response.

He frowned up at you. “Only me.”

You snorted. “I suppose you’ll have to be my subservient sex slave for the rest of your life then” you said jokingly.

For a second, when you looked into the teal of his eyes you thought you saw a look of reverence. He quickly put on his hat that was strewn haphazardly on the same desk your unfinished chemistry homework was on.

“So I guess we aren’t enemies anymore,” you said absent-mindedly. “Having an enemy that’s...yknow done that to me would be kind of embarrassing.”

He cleared his throat loudly as he stuffed the chemistry textbooks into his bag.

“A truce?”

“Good grief, fine.”

“It’s a shame we couldnt get our chemistry homework done.”

An ironic smile touched his lips. “No, I’d say it’s pretty completed.”

You looked at him quizzically but said nothing, instead opting to rising onto your toes to give him a soft kiss. It was brief but it left him speechless and flushed.

He watched you, face distraught as you walked ahead of him towards the library exit.

“Let’s go,” you said when you realised he wasn’t following “do you reckon anyone heard me?”

“Nah.”

#jotaro smut #jjba smut #jotaro x reader #dom reader #but not really #sub reader #but not actually #smut #soft joot #fem reader #jjba x reader #jotaro kujo smut #jotaro fluff

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who-let-me-write-this · 1 year

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Incorrect JJBA Quotes #5

*Jotaro and Y/N arguing in this distance when she suddenly laughs and kisses his cheek walking back to the group*

Avdol: So? Care to explain?

Y/N: *smiling and holding Jotaro’s hand*

Y/N: Yeah Jotaro? Why don’t you tell the class what exactly just happened?

Jotaro: *indignant sigh* Good grief….

Kakoyin: *turns to y/n* Elaborate for those of us who don’t speak Jojo.

Y/N: I believe his exact words were “You’re so Fucking reckless” Followed by an aggressive “I can’t believe I’m in love with your dumbass”

Avdol:

Avdol: ……Wow that’s emotional growth…

Polnareff: WAIT AND YOU SAID YES???!!

#jotaro kujo x reader #jjba x reader #jojos bizarre adventure #y/n incorrect quotes #jotaro x fem!reader #fem!reader #x reader #sdc x reader

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lilmashae · 9 months

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* ੈ✩‧₊˚ — smut (so 18+)

you should feel bad, making him work so hard. but you don't, and you can't, not when it's this much fun. "mhhh..." you dramatically hum, "when will you be done?" your voice laced with fake annoyance as you scrolled through your phone, both of your legs thrown over his shoulder as he continued rutting into your slick folds. "i-im sorry y/n, i can--" you let out a loud sigh, dropping your phone next to you before bringing your legs to wrap around his waist, pulling him in. "do i have to do everything myself, baby? it's becoming unfair." pressing a firm, soft kiss onto his lips, you decide to gently place your hands on his hips, pushing them away before drawing them back into your tight, squelching cunt. at a rhythmic pace you continue sucking him in. and above you, you can see that he's become a moaning mess a you clenched around him: coming undone on-top of you like a whore. "see, was that so hard to do yourself?" you grin, pecking him on the lips once more as he rides-down from his high.

i'm taking a little break! i've been uploading almost everyday, and i appreciate you all. but, i want to take some time to get everything organized... i also plan on making a master-list and some other things for the blog very soon! so please, bear with me •ᴗ•

sorry for how repetitive this is! 🩷

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sl33paholics · 4 months

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dio angry fucking you… because a guy was flirting with you and dio gets mad and teaches you a lesson🤧

Know Your Place!

Dio Brando x black!fem!reader

Warning(s): aggressive sex (with consent ofc), biting, gripping, choking, nipple play, rough kissing, bit of degrading, spanking....it's a shit ton of stuff alr? You'll see as you read.

OOOOOOOOOOOOO my first ever Dio request, out of all the characters from JJBA, I finally get to write this nigga for the first time. Kinda scared. Also, this is a modern AU as you said in your first request!

Words can't describe how much of an internal emotional turbulant this man felt when he saw a guy hitting on you while the two of you were at the shopping center.

He left you alone for a few minutes just to use the bathroom and came back to see a man, a lowlife, a pervert, a pig, a snob, an ugly fucker way too close getting his chance to holla at you. As if he waited or even followed the two of you to watch Dio leave your side to swoop in and take your attention away from him for a moment so that he could do something disgusting to you. He just couldn’t let it slide.

The blonde watched at you fluttered those lashes at him. Your glossy lip-liner lips curved into a pretty smile as you made conversation with this stranger who was now practically glued to you. You looked like you were in love with this fucker despite Dio being your boyfriend. It didn’t feel right. Could it be that you were humoring this man? Was it some sort of sick game for him? Was he trying to impress you so badly?

As if his body was acting on his own, Dio approached you two of you. His hand grabbed yours as he squeezed your small one tightly. The sharp gaze he gave the man in front of you was not friendly or soft. He knew what was going on and was ready to rip his eyes out with his bare hands if necessary. The guy backed off and sheepishly went his way. “We're going home." He'd say in that quiet voice of his, the same tone he used whenever someone tried to get too close. But this was different. There was something about Dio's eyes, the way they narrowed, and the way they glittered as if he would gladly rip out the stranger's tongue with his teeth, which made him seem so intimidating.

The ride home was quiet. He didn't say a word to you. You knew he was angry by the way he grabbed your hand. You're not stupid. But you didn't think it was a big of a deal. You were surprised when he didn't drop you off to your dorm, but instead, to the Joestar estate. Dio never bought you here unless an event was going on. Did this man forget to tell me that a party was going to happen today or what? You thought to yourself.

Man, you were totally wrong. Super fucking wrong.

You're now currently laid down at the edge at the edge of his king-sized bed, face-to-face, naked. The firm grip Dio had on your hips as he stared down at you with those dark chocolate orbs. All you need to know is the extent of how pissed off he was. His thumb gently stroked the sensitive skin above your naval. "This asshole dared to look at you," he whispered harshly, his breath hot against your neck, "and touch you." You could hear the venom dripping from each word Dio spoke, goosebumps appearing on your skin under his touch. Your legs raised up high with your knees bent to form a V, exposing the pink folds.

Oh my, the cold air in the room didn't help either. Your nipples were getting hard. As you felt the chills running through your breasts, the pain that came with it was creeping in.

Dio was enjoying watching you whine beneath him. His body slapping against your, his attention going to your breasts. A wicked smile plastering his face.

Dio's hand slithered over to one of your breasts, cupping it as he ran his thumb across its nipple. Your head threw back as he massaged the breast. However, he pinched your nipple as hard as he caused you to scream. Don't fucking move, (Y/N)." The words were stern and rough, making sure you stayed where you were.

Your back arched up with every pinch. It didn't help that the thrusting was beginning to become faster. Your mind was starting to cloud over with lust. You were losing control of what happened to you. You knew this could only end in disaster.

"Oh, if only you could see yourself right now. Such a whore. Like the slutty bitch you are." His words pierced your heart. They hurt more than any slap ever could have.

Dio pulled out, leaving you in shock. He moved your body further up on the bed as Dio got on top of you. You felt his hand wrapped around your neck. When the blonde thrusted into your waiting pussy, he gave your neck a good squeeze to make sure that your mouth stayed shut from a lack of oxygen. "No screaming. No moaning. No begging." The blonde wasn't taking shit from you. He didn't want to hear you protest.

Dio was jamming, no, drilling you at this point. His thrusts were getting sloppy, erratic, and rough. Dio's pace quickening and his breathing heavier. Every time he pumped inside of you, you could feel his cock twitch inside of you. Almost as if he was having trouble controlling himself. His breathing became heavy. The feeling was driving you crazy. You wanted him. More than anything.

His squeeze was getting tighter, and your eyes were rolled back. It was only until you had to scratch his arm for the man to realize that he had to snap out of his cloudy hated state of mind, removing his hand from your neck watching you gasp for air.

Dio got closer to your face, and the same hand he used on your neck was now cupping your cheeks and turned your head to face him. His lips pressed against yours. Dio's tongue tasted your salty lips and his own saliva sliding in between them before he sucked your tongue into his mouth. His tongue dancing with yours. Dio groaned with pleasure, and you couldn't help it. You moaned. That sounded so sexy coming out of your mouth. The trial of saliva against your tongue when he finally moved away. This was amazing. So intense and intimate, yet also so tender and caring, you thought. His taste was addicting. He tasted like peppermint, vanilla, and chocolate. Dio tasted like everything you liked. He smelled like the rain, like springtime, and most definitely, like sex.

All of this pleasure, all of this pain was worth it to be with him. To be in his arms. To be with him forever.

You felt yourself coming to your climax when he continued to stroke and massage your already wet and swollen clit. You were going to come any second now. You wanted to come again and again with him. With him.

And with that, you did, falling into his embrace after the two of you came together. Dio didn't bother to pull out. He wanted to remind you who you belonged to, as if that wasn't apparent from the moment Dio threw you on the bed earlier.

"My my...look at you," He'd say seeing your figure below him twitching and breathing heavily. "Your lip gloss has smeared across the pillow sheets and your pretty hair is all messy..." The blonde would say with a chuckle, you looked at him as if you wanted to punch the shit out of Dio. "Fuck you...you bastard...choking me as if I'm some fuckdoll." You'd say closing your eyes.

"Don't threaten me with a good time and new ideas, sweetheart. Take this as a lesson learned. You belong to me."

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