#guido mista smut

[abellaheart-blog]

Lord Jesus you gotta give me a piece of this. Bella, what are the sluttiest and most perverted things the bucci gang members have ever done? (i.e: public masterbashawn, etc) Headcanons pls

Omg thank you for this ask 😩😩😩💓 sorry it took me a while to get to. You’re in for it now because I have so many headcanons. Everyone prepare themselves because I’m about to turn up the heat 🔥

Important Note: I didn’t add Abbacchio because I don’t see him that way. I did add Trish Una because she’s part of the gang in my book and she’s my wife. Also characters are all aged up

Bucci gang Most Perverted Secrets & Sluttiest Actions

Headcanons 🔞 NSFW

Fugo Panacotta

Fugo Panacotta

He’s shy and awkward but look how sexy and attractive he is. He’s also gentlemanly too. He’s definitely got people chasing him.

That being said I think the most shameless and sluttiest action he’s ever done was sleep with someone he’s tutored. I feel it in my gut. He’s definitely done it.

He doesn’t teach piano lessons anymore due to the reason above

I think he has a collection of sex toys too. Cock rings, dildos, and some other ones that go into some crazy kinks. He reveals it to whoever his bedroom partner is

He’s totally checked out sexy nerds and flirted in hopes of eventually hooking up

Look at that suit and tell me he doesn’t want to draw some attention. Real talk, I’m sure he showed off the hickeys without realizing it. He gets embarrassed about it. He’ll ignore it and go to a restaurant like that without a care in the world after he gets over the embarrassment

Fugo doesn’t care if his thong is showing. It’s obvious he’s wearing one. It’s gotten him plenty of attention. He bought his from an expensive online store. They’re either black, red, or purple. Narancia and the others get grossed out. Especially Mista and Abbacchio.

He watches porn with student and teacher scenarios. He also watches sexy librarians masturbate. However he watches these at libraries in private areas.

He carries strawberry flavored lube

He’s had sex with an enemy once but it was hate sex. He only did it because they were coming onto him and he was horny, wanting to blow steam

Fugo masturbates in the morning sometimes thinking about this one hot professor he used to have a crush on. She was beautiful and wore clothing flattering to her figure. Someone he hooked up with left their undergarments behind that happened to be the same type as said professor. He keeps it somewhere secret

Guido Mista

The sluttiest out of the entire gang. We don’t slut shame, we slut appreciate Mista ❤️❤️❤️

This man is such a huge flirt he’s always having one night stands when he goes out at night.

One time during a mission he hooked up with a girl and got into the back of her car with her. Giorno and Narancia caught him and dragged his ass back to the mission. Narancia jabbed him in the stomach and Giorno gave him a hard time since their mission was important.

Mista has woken up between two girls in his bed and did not remember the night before. This has happened multiple times.

He keeps a condom in one of his boots most of the time, depends on how risky the mission is

He masturbates in the shower because he’s too lazy to clean up his room if he makes a mess.

He doesn’t care where he’s at if he’s having car sex. The most public places being at club parking lots, movie theater parking lots, and fast food parking lots but in those cases it has to be at night since he doesn’t want kids seeing

He’s masturbated at Lebeccios restaurant before. It was in the restroom of course

He’s been in an orgy on rare occasions

He’s definitely sneaked peeks at women if he gets the chance. Like he’s a bit of a pervert and if he likes what he sees he’s staring. He will think about them when he’s masturbating without a doubt

Mista has most definitely slept with the enemy if they were sexy and hot. He feels no shame.

Mista wears men’s thongs too, he don’t care who see’s. He’s too confident

Bruno Bucciarati

Bruno is pretty popular and sometimes he uses it to his advantage to get a hookup. Even if it ends up with him paying for a hotel.

Bruno likes guiding the hand of the person he’s flirting with to his chest then unzips his top to show off the rest of the lace downwards..

He has had sex in an alley multiple times. He gets away with it because of his stand

He has used his zipper abilities to snatch the panties of the person he hooked up with. He feels very lucky if it was lingerie or lacy.

Bruno is a panty sniffer

Bruno masturabates with said panties

He has had sex at clubs and parking lots before

Bruno likes wearing different lace under his outfits because he looks forward to the reaction of any bedroom partners

He has a modest collection of dildos he doesn’t want anyone knowing about

Trish Una

She has slept with rich boys on multiple occasions. They have to really impress her for her to be interested. She keeps their numbers in her diary for whenever she’s in the mood. A sort of list if you will

She has a similar list for women too

She loves putting on a show for whoever she’s flirting with at the club

She has worn lingerie and angel wings as a costume. She totally did it to get a hook up

Trish will only have sex in the back of limos and sports cars but she does make acceptions to luxurious cars as well

She’ll wear one bra size down and panty size smaller because one, it makes her feel sexy and two, sometimes she has a dildo in her. She goes into public with it secretly on because it gets her going. When she’s close she’ll masturabate in the dressing rooms or restrooms of nice restaurants.

She has masturbated in the dressing room of Victoria’s Secret multiple times

She likes huge designer bags because there’s room for a few sex toys.

She likes hello kitty or other Sanrio character sex toys

All her sex toys are pink, including the fuzzy handcuffs she uses on her partners

Giorno Giovanna

He has had sex in hotels during the day on multiple occasions, with the window open

He has masturbed with his window open before without a care in the world (RIP his fan girls/fanboys)

He’s had handjobs at restaurants underneath the table during a date. He’s good at hiding it but he’ll “cough” sometimes.

Giorno has had sex under a bridge before, it was at night time

He has had hickeys revealed thanks to his boob window and doesn’t care who see’s

Giorno likes going to the beach and having fun in the changing tents if they caught his interest

He likes using his stand to create flowers with aphrodisiac affects for himself or his partners

Sometimes Giorno has hidden condoms or sex toys that are turned into one of his ladybug broaches

He sometimes accidentally gets glimpses of people fucking in alleys when he’s used his tree growing ability to go onto roofs. If it catches his interest or he’s feeling horny he’ll watch

When he wakes up late next morning and he’s a disheveled mess he doesn’t care if he has to get to work like that. Messy braid, lip prints, scratches, or hickies? Oh well

Narancia Ghirga

He definitely has porn magazines under his bed

He has also hate fucked an enemy during a mission but unlike Fugo he’s done this multiple times. He hasn’t gotten caught thanks to his stand

He’s got one serious knife kink. He doesn’t need a sex toy he’s got a separate collection of pocket knives specifically for his knife kink

He’ll only masturbate if his tangerine, orange, or a lemonade scented wax warmer is on

He likes to masturbate in front of a mirror too but only the one in his room

He secretly wears thongs but unlike Fugo and Mista he is more decent about it. Narancia also wears leather undergarments hidden under that clothing too.

He’s gotten a BJ in a movie theater before

He’s also had sex in the bathroom stalls of a theater and in a janitor closet

Narancia’s magazine stash is dirty like he accidentally got some of them filthy, don’t touch them for your own sake

He has most definitely had sex in alleys before. He’s thankful his stand allows him to detect others but unlike Bruno he don’t care half the time unless it’s children or police.

Narancia has received blow jobs under tables at restaurants but he whimpers and begs for sex in his partners ear

His nudes were leaked thanks to a shitty ex of his. No one in the gang knows and he’s thankful for it

He gets turned on by the smell of coconut and mango

He once received nudes from a hook up and sexted. He keeps the photos in a special file

He perchased lingerie for a girl once and was sure to pick it up after ordering it online. Unbeknownst to her he masturbated with them before giving them to her. He couldn’t help himself he thought it looked sexy

[thestressedskittles]

Lil Team Bucci Blurb (NSFW)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[esha-isboogara]

how long the jojos last during no nut november

i stole borrowed this idea from @garoujo i loved their jujutsu kaisen version of this and just KNEW i had to make my own!!!

✰nothing too crazy but it’s still kinda nsfw, mentions of sex and all that, blah blah minors dni

jonathan: december 1st - being the most innocent of the jojos he is bound to last the entire month. his sex drive is not as high as most men his age plus he always enjoys a good challenge. he asked you multiple times if you were willing to do this and once you agreed it was set in stone. the hardest part of the month is hearing you beg for his cock night after night, having to deny you for so long takes a toll on him. jojo wants nothing more than to fill you up with cock,pumping you full as you cry for more ;) both of you get this wish when the month is over

joseph: november 2nd- when he first heard the idea he was thrilled. he was convinced he could coax you into failing within the first week,breaking you down with subtle touches and deep kisses. alas this was only a plan. when he woke up the next day with a bad case of morning wood he had to relieve it one way or another. joseph tried for maybe ten minutes to ignore it but gave up as soon as he took a good look at you sleeping form. oh god how could he resist you when you look so pretty.

caesar zeppelli: november 4th- at first he was totally opposed to the challenge, thinking it only to be juvenile and crude. but when he was made aware of joseph participating he was more than willing to take part in the game. caesar liked to think he had the self control of a god, able to resist even the most beautiful of temptresses. it turns out he’s not as strong as he had once thought. all it took was the sight of you stepping out of the shower and he was out. he won’t let you bring it up around jojo though, he may have lost the competition but he still has his pride.

jotaro kujo: november 27th- oh he was so close to lasting the entire month. jotaro is able to control himself to an insane amount. it didn’t matter how much you teased him, small touches, dirty things whispered in his ear, cute little outfits jotaro held on strong. one day you dropped by his office to give him a stack of papers he forgot at home and for some reason that broke him. you were just so kind and thoughtful how could he not reward you. he took you right there on his desk, loving the way your ass bounces as he pounds into you. jojo is a bit disappointed he didn’t last the entire month but you’re quick to comfort him and praise him for how well he did.

noriaki kakyoin: november 18th- the man is a gamer at heart so you best believe he’s down to participate in a boss fight of sorts. he takes the challenge the most seriously out of all the guys. he will not give in to absolutely anything. wellll that is until you kneel down between his legs while he was in the middle of a game and gave him those eyes. he didn’t want to lose he really didn’t but fuck you were just so beautiful knelt before him. after a round or two he admitted to tapping out of the competition. he’s super chill about losing and makes up for the lost time for the rest of the month ;)

josuke higashikata: november 15th- okayasu gave him the idea and he was so excited to pitch it to you. he was always the competitive type so he was more than happy to compete. for the next two weeks he kept his distance not wanting to slip up. but alas he is still a teenage boy and he has his needs. one particular day while embracing you he felt his cock twitch and he knew that was it. next thing you knew you were being dragged into an empty closed and fucked out of your mind. despite not lasting the whole month you have to commend him for keeping it together for as long as he did.

okuyasu nijimura: november 11th- he over heard the concept of the game from a few of his fellow classmates during math and figured it was worth a try. not like he anything better going on. the first week was smooth sailing for him, he had not one impure thought the entire time. but alas he is still a teenage boy the hormones are bound to start raging eventually. it wasn’t too hard to break the boy down. you bent down to pick something up off the floor and he just couldn’t help it anymore. all it took was a few thrusts and he was done. unlike other guys his age he wasn’t embarrassed that he failed the challenge. honestly he’s kind of glad he didn’t make it. now he doesn’t have to hold himself back any longer.

giorno giovanna: november 30th- the only reason he lasted as long as he did is because he’s a busy man, running the mafia and such. he didn’t have the time to worry about rearranging your guts while drugs plagued the streets of italy. don’t you worry though, once he manages to get a day off he will make sure your needs are properly taken care of.

mista guido: november 1st-the amount of self control this man has is close to none. if he starts to feel horny no matter where or when he will indulge in his urges. when you bring up the idea of no nut november to him he agrees in the beginning. but after a few hours he decides he doesn’t want to do it anymore. this man is fucking whipped and he is proud of it.

[theone-eyedowl]

“Don’t stop!” Mista x Reader smut

You an Mista are sent on surveillance for Passione. When it gets boring, you know how to bring the thrill.

Disclaimer: This is literally porn with plot lol, read at your own risk!

It was simple really. Buccellati had sent the three of you to survey potential drug dealers. So how did you wind up in an alley with Mista’s dick in your throat——I’ll tell you.

After learning of potential stand users selling drugs in a sketchy neighborhood, Don Giovana sent you, Mista and Narancia to confirm these allegations. With Buccellati stepping down to be your capo, he made sure to carry out the Don’s every wish. With circled map locations, the three of you pile into the car and head toward the scene.

While waiting for what seems like an eternity, a suspicious man walks through the door of the warehouse you’re watching. Mista confirms this information with Buccellati on the phone and orders Narancia to go seek vantage and detail on the people inside the building. “Aerosmith!,” he shouts— summoning his stand to arise in a buzz of lively motion. He runs out of sight to get a better look.

Thirty minutes later, a call from Buccellati confirmed that Narancia’s Stand identified 8 people inside the warehouse and instructed you to wait them out. As the boredom takes over you in the shady alley, you get an idea. You two have always had a thick tension between you both, like a rubber band waiting to snap. Licking your lips, watching his breath rise and fall, revolver tucked in the front of his pants and right above his bulge. You start to run your fingertips under the gunslingers cropped sweater. With a look of interest, you suggest a way to pass the time. “Let me suck it ,” you whispered. With no hesitation, he quickly unbuckled his pants.

You drop to your knees in the alley while he keeps a lookout, hands wrapped around your locs. Licking from his happy trail down to his boxers and begin to leave small nips over his clothed cock. He hisses and begs you not to tease. You release his fat, long dick from his boxers, with it springing out and hanging near your face from the sheer size and girth. Licking his tip and swirling your tongue while you grip his balls. “Fuuuuuck Y/N” he whines. You began to bob your head up and down his length deep throating, and swallowing his dick. Your glossy, plump pink and brown lips wrapped snug around him. Sounds of sloppy sucking, whines and muffled moans echo from the alleyway.

“Mista!” A Voice calls out. “Merda!!!” He exclaims, “it’s Narancia,” he whispers to you. And as you begin to lift off he places his hand on the back of your head and looks at you with piercing eyes. “Don’t stop! Don’t you dare fucking stop, keep sucking me like a good little slut.”Mista commands. These words send tingles right to your puss, making you whine and suck faster. His hips buck and his eyes roll back, groaning and whining in ecstasy. With a deep thrust and a loud cry of your name, he cums in your throat.

“ Fuck princessa,” he groans rubbing your cheek. You stand up and wipe your mouth, while he straightens himself up. “Oh shit Mista, Narancia!” you remember.

“Don’t worry about him”, a voice in the alley calls out. “You guys are finally done, he was looking for you two.” “Abbachio!,” you exclaim in embarrassment. “We were just-,” “Save it and let’s go before I tell your capo,” he interrupts. You all go to the car, with your head hung in shame. While on the ride home, Abbachio looks at you from the rear view mirror with a wink.

Mission accomplished.

Pt.2??? Lemme know in the comments.

[buccig4ng]

Hii I was wondering if I could get a mista x reader lemon and he gives lots of praise cuz why not 🤪 anyway ty for taking the time to read have a good one 😌

oh my god this is such a good ask! i added a little bit of plot as well, i hope you don't mind!

summary: mista and you are out on a mission, and he starts acting like a needy bitch. you accept his offer after a bit of persuation, and hoo boy, do you not regret it at all.

word-count: 1039

warnings: 18+ content, afab reader, pet names (baby, darling, sweets, etc.), language, a lot of praise, semi-public sex, softdom!mista, just a long blowjob really.

!! nsfw under the cut, minors dni !!

You didn't know how it escalated to this. The last thing you remembered was you and Mista going on a mission together. Nothing too crazy; you just had to take out a couple of people. You both had arrived earlier than necessary, as Bucciarati had instructed you two to do so incase the targets arrived early. You suspected that Mista had had a crush on you for quite a while. Sure, he had always been a touchy bastard, but today more so than ever. Probably because of all the waiting you had to do; Mista had many qualities but patience was definitely not one of them. You had tried telling him off multiple times to stop doing that, reminding him that you were in the middle of a mission, but it seemed like he had no intentions to budge. "(Y/N)~" he whined, "The targets aren't going to arrive for another hour or so. What do you say about having some fun?" Mista winked cockily at the end of that sentence, making you cringe a little bit. Okay, maybe he was attractive as hell and you yourself had a teeny-tiny crush on him, but come on; Bucciarati would murder you both on the spot if he found out that you both had done the nasty on a job. "Mista. No." You replied sternly, hoping he would back down. Spoiler alert: he did not.

For the next 15 minutes or so, all you heard was Mista pouting and complaining, and your own agitated voice telling him to shut the fuck up. Finally, when he leaned down seductively and whispered in your ear, "C'mon (Y/N), I promise you won't regret it," did you widen your eyes and slowly pulled him closer to you, whispering back, "Okay, fine. But we better make this quick."

And THAT'S how it escalated to you being pinned against the heavily vandalised wall of the dark alley you were waiting in, all hot, flushed and sweaty. Mista was kissing you with a fervent amount of passion, and you reciprocated it to the best of your abilities. You felt his hands roam around your entire body, before dipping down to your hips and holding your body as close to his as was humanly possible. Your own hands rose up to his face, holding it tightly as you pulled away for a minute in order to catch your breath. Mista smirked at you, before nipping at your soft earlobe, eliciting a surprised gasp from you. He stopped, and spoke in a quiet, raspy voice, "(Y/N), you have no idea how long I've wanted to do this," He nipped at your ear once again before continuing, "You'll be a real good girl for me, won't you?"

You felt your panties getting soaked at his words. The effect his words had on you was surreal. "Mista," you whined, "I'll be as good as you want me to be." "Now, that's what I like to hear, darling." Mista chuckled, before pulling at your top, signalling you to take it off. Hurriedly, you rid yourself of your top and unhooked your bra, leaving the sight of your bare chest for Mista to take in and relish. "Holy shit," Mista exhaled, "You're so pretty, (Y/N). You're so fucking pretty." Feeling yourself blush at his words, you couldn't help but let a small smile form on your lips. Mista grabbed one of your breasts and licked its nipple, before taking it in his mouth and sucking it gently. You began to let out small whimpers and gasps; Mista was godly with his tongue. He switched his attention to your other nipple, sucking it a little harder now.

Is this what heaven felt like? You sure thought so. Just then, Mista stopped sucking on your nipples and said, "Playtime's over, baby. Shall we begin the show now?" You nodded, maybe a little too eagerly, and dropped down on your knees. "Damn," Mista cocked an eyebrow as you unbuckled his belt, "You're so eager to make me feel good, aren't you? Going to please me well, darling?" You nodded, once again, with the same amount of excitement. Once you stripped him of his pants, you could see his clothed erection, standing proud. You widened your eyes a little bit, and rushed to pull down his boxers. There it was, his cock in all its glory, red and huge and throbbing. You kitten licked the tip of his cock a few times and licked a stripe from its base to tip, making Mista grunt softly.  You managed to take most of him in your mouth, and used your hands for the little portion that still remained. You started moving your mouth, resisting the urge to gag as his dick went further and further down your throat. "Fuuuuuuck, baby," Mista groaned loudly, "Feels too good, never felt this good before. You're doing such a good fucking job, making me so happy." Mista ran his hands through your soft, silky (h/c) hair, with a look of pleasure on his face that you made sure to burn into your head. You wanted to remember this moment forever. You felt his cock twitch a little bit, before it unloaded a sizeable amount of cum into your mouth. You swallowed every little drop of it; it tasted a bit salty, but it definitely wasn't unpleasant.

Mista pulled his dick out of your mouth, and looked at you with a loving gaze in his eyes. "You did so well, baby. I'm so proud of you." You smiled a bright, genuine smile at him; Mista praising you made you feel butterflies in your stomach. He took one look at his watch, his eyes widening. "Fuck," he exclaimed, a bit of panic in his voice, "They'll be here any minute now." You stood up quickly, putting on your bra and your top. "Sorry about that, sweets," he said, a bit sheepishly, "I couldn't do much for you. Can you wait till this mission is over? I'll make you feel so good that my name will be falling from your mouth like a prayer." You chuckled, "How could I say no to something like that? Of course I'll wait, Mista."

Boy did he live up to his promise.

[hislaevv]

stoner hc’s ๑ mista, tsukishima, denji x f!reader

weed + nsfw content.

mista

uses the dip on your back as a tray when he’s doing you in doggy. mista drills into your gushing cunt so good that you almost forget to anticipate the fall of hot ash, brain too fucked out to comprehend anything but his dick. as soon as he takes another drag he feels you tighten around him, and he swears its enough to get him crossfaded— “ merda, baby please, you’re going to make me drop the blunt “

tsukishima

he seemed like the type of person to be above vices and for the most part your assumptions were correct so he surprises you when he asks if he could roll on out , “ i never knew you smoked, kei “, he simply shrugs and tells you he allows himself to indulge the drug from time to time despite his initial reluctance to try it when his friends introduced him.

denji

he’s adorable. he has that far away look in his eyes, glossy and blown out. he’d never smoked prior, but when you invite him to your apartment for a session he’s over there in a flash. he lets out a contented sigh, feeling especially good when your hands sift through his hair. denji was the definition of “ no thoughts, head empty “, however his hands definitely had a mind of their own, grabbing at anything within an arms reach. this includes you of course, he cant help touching your hair, your thighs, why was everything softer than usual, and when he finally latches onto your boobs you have to stop him “ oops, my bad “, even though he doesn’t look at all apologetic.

note: dedicated to my favorite ex who smoked everyday, any day. you look pretty when you’re high 🤍

[inkpot909]

Walking in Space

↳ Guido Mista x Reader. The reader’s gender is not defined/is gender neutral.

Summary: Eager to take advantage of a quiet household, you retreat to the garage to have a joint or two. To your surprise, Mista is there. Taking you aback even further, he requests that you smoke together.

Warning(s): Canon-typical Swearing. Light NSFW. Making out; Mista is a little grabby. Some grinding. Drug usage. If characters smoking marijuana will make you uncomfortable, or put you in a bad place, please do not read.

It isn’t often that Bucciarati’s house settles down early into a night. It’s not just his residence, but the home of his team as well.

Since before moving in, the chaotic environment was made perfectly clear to you. Young adults living together in a confined space hardly ever offers much peace and quiet.

A day-long mission assigned to more than half of the group’s members ensured tonight would turn out differently than what was the norm. Your expectation was that people would be turning in sooner rather than later, one that came to be true.

Fugo seemingly cancelled his lesson with Narancia for the night, making a beeline for his bedroom the moment he walked through the front door. Equally as tired, Narancia didn’t even feel like celebrating the occasion. Hell, one couldn’t even tell if he noticed. Abbacchio lazily passed out on the couch, having plopped himself there not two minutes after returning home. And Bucciarati gave you a half-assed summary of the mission’s events before excusing himself from the living room.

Peace and quiet… you thought with a pleased hum. Walking downstairs to the main floor, your feet moved at a slow pace yet still shuffled along with purpose. There’s no need to rush your pace, after all, the ultimate goal is to relax.

With Bucciarati presumably asleep, and the two youngest in the house clocking out for the night as well, you can’t think of a better time to have a smoke in the garage.

“If you’re going to do it at all; it’s going to be in the garage only,” you recalled Bucciarati telling you sternly.

Not long after you first moved in, you sat him down to talk about your smoking habit. You were open and careful, striving to hear his thoughts on the matter. You could tell by the tightness of his jaw that he didn’t much like you smoking in the first place, but bit his tongue. He appreciated that you came to him on your own accord, and it was your transparency that ultimately earned you his consent to smoke under his own roof.

He made his rules very clear: Keep yourself safe, and keep it away from the two minors in the group at all costs. It was assumed that Fugo was smart enough to make an informed decision on the matter, but mentioning such things was irrelevant. The penalty for breaking his rules weren’t explicitly specified; they didn’t need to be.

A smile finds it’s way onto your face at the memory. Bucciarati’s trust in you is deeply valued, not just as his subordinate, but as his friend. And you weren’t about to break that trust anytime soon.

Still, you felt better smoking whenever he was asleep or out of the house. It just seemed more respectful on your part.

Making your way to the garage door, you swing it open only to find the lights inside already switched on.

“This damn thing-“

Out of everything you’d expect to see, you weren’t necessarily anticipating Mista hunched over Narancia’s music player with a frustrated look on his face. He’s mashing the buttons on top with vigor, although absolutely no noise is erupting from the device.

You feel like a high schooler by just how internally giddy you become at the mere sight of the gunslinger. Embarrassing? Maybe. Could you deny the feeling if you tried? Probably not.

The curses he mutters underneath his breath cease to continue, his head lifting up so he can meet the eyes of whoever walked in on him. To your own personal glee, his gaze softens.

To him, seeing you like this is a welcomed surprise. Although the two of you had the house to yourselves most of the day, you hadn’t spent much time together. Just the mere possibility of it sends his heart leaping into the atmosphere.

“What’s a pretty place like you doing in a girl like this?” he asks, winking twice.

Smile persisting, you shake your head at his goofy line. Greeting you with a cheesy pickup line was not an uncommon occurrence for Mista, but subverting expectations earns him a chuckle.

He beams proudly as if it’s all he needs out of his day. It really is the simple things with Guido. That much is clear, even to you.

“Hoping to have a joint or two,” you tell him honestly before glancing down at the player. Raising a brow, you meet his gaze once again. “Did you-“

“No.” Mista quickly cuts you off, clearing his throat and standing up straight. Removing his hands from the music player, he lifts them in the air as if to surrender. “I swear I found it like this.”

You shrug, “Narancia hardly takes care of that hunk of junk. Trust me, I’m not really about to put the blame on you. Although Narancia might try to if he finds out you’ve been messing with it.”

Huffing out a relieved laugh, Mista replies, “Good thing you won’t, ‘cause otherwise I’d have to tell on you for smoking.”

Walking to the right-hand side of the garage, you respond to him offhandly, “Mista, I know you know that Bruno knows. Sometimes I wonder if he really cares all that much.”

He folds his arms, studying your movements across the room. “Oh, he does. It’s just that you’re an adult; it’s not in his principles to try and stop you.” He pauses thoughtfully. “Well, I suppose unless it’s a problem.”

“Sure,” you agree, approaching one of many small shelves in the garage. A tiny metal box is tucked away from sight, behind supplies that vary in purpose. You reach for the container, fingertips lightly skidding across it’s smooth surface. Pulling it off the shelf completely, you turn back to him and add, “But Narancia isn’t, y’know.”

“Umm… okay. Your point?”

You shrug, shifting the conversation back towards the silent player. “My point is, if he tries to blame you for breaking his radio, then just destroy a lego set of his or something.”

Mista snorted in response, the sound slowly melting into a hearty laugh after fully digesting what you said.

“Anyways, I haven’t indulged myself in a while,” you gesture towards the box in your hands, “And it’s rarely quiet in the house around this hour. If you don’t wanna have to deal with the smell, take the broken radio someplace else. I hate to kick you out so rudely but… I suppose you understand, at least?”

Even as you speak, you hope he’ll choose to stay with you. Mista’s funny enough sober. He’s cute enough to be quite flustering as well, something you hope you can handle better in a stoned state of mind.

“And what?” he asked, smiling fake-mockingly, “Leave you alone while you get high? What kind of friend does that? No, I think I’ll stick around and see what you’re like.”

Friend… you swallow.

“You sure, Guido?”

He hummed, tapping his chin while eyeing the black box. “In all actuality, Y/n…”

Your eyes widen. “Oh, wait-“

“I’m thinking that, maybe-“

“Mista, I-I don’t know if-“

He puts one hand up, gently silencing you. Taking a couple steps closer, he goes on earnestly, “Only if you’re willing to share, of course… but I’d kinda like to smoke with you. I never have tried it before and I’m admittedly curious. Hell, I’ll pay you back for what I take if that’s-“

“No!” you insist, making him hesitate. Biting your lower lip you stop yourself. He nods gently though, urging you to speak your mind. Caving easily, you continue, “It’s not… about the money. I’d like to. I mean- it’d be fun, right? I’d have fun with you…” your head spins momentarily, recognizing (if not briefly) that your words are going nowhere. “I-It’s… it’s just that… I don’t think Bruno would be too happy with me is all. I don’t wanna be disrespectful. I said before that he doesn’t care, but jokes aside, he was apprehensive about letting me.”

“And you’re not being disrespectful,” he tells you, setting a hand on your shoulder. It’s a small gesture, yet still somehow enough to get your heart racing. “It’s a decision I’m making at the end of the day. Furthermore, it was my idea. If Bruno’s mad, I’ll do anything I can to insist my own independence. It’s not like you’re pushing it on me.” Smiling, he removes his hand from your shoulder. “That being said, it’s your weed. So whatever you decide.”

You hum, mulling over his words. In all honesty, his lack of hesitation over his own agency is quite respectable. Not only that, but his assurance that he would do anything to keep you from potentially facing repercussions warms your heart.

Recalling the first time you ever smoked, hope fuels your thoughts. It was late one night, at a little get together with three of your closest friends. They had made a point of ensuring your comfort; in ensuring it was something you truly wanted. The night was one you’d never forget. Listening to music well into the early morning, you doubted you would have felt safer your first time with anyone else. All at once, Mista’s words flood your brain, reminding you of a different life before Passione.

Although you’d never consider yourself defined by smoking, there’s something intimate about someone’s first time smoking marijuana. It undeniably takes a certain level of trust. And to think Mista wouldn’t think twice about the presumed trust he has in you… oh, how your heart leaps with joy.

Taking in a deep breath, you slowly nod and try to not let his brightening eyes effect your tone of voice. “Alright… I would love to share a joint or two with you Mista. Just…” you pause, “You feel safe, right? Comfortable? That’s very important to me, you see…”

He takes a step towards you. “Of course… as if I’d wanna do this with anyone else. Here, I’ll even let you use the chair I grabbed. Uh, y’know, as a sign of good faith.”

Chuckling, you sit yourself down with a nod. Setting the box down on your lap, your thumb flips the front latch upwards. The moment the top is opened, marijuana’s distinct stench fills the garage. Mista stands diagonally behind your chair, curiously peaking at the inside of the box. Your hands nearly begin shaking as you move, sensing his gaze.

Inside are a couple bags of bud lined up next to each other, sitting beside a tiny grinder. Another ziplock bag contains joints you’ve already rolled yourself ahead of time. Lastly, two lighters sit upright patiently.

“You buy from Passione?” he asks, giving you a playful nudge.

“Technically, I guess. From a guy named Campi. He pays the organization protection costs and is given permission to sell in the area. But to say he’s part of the gang would be a stretch.”

“Bottom of the food chain?”

“At the very bottom; probably not even an afterthought,” you confirm, “But he’s a sweet and genuine man. A single father. Making some extra money on the side to help support his kids, y’know?”

Mista nods, and the both of you leave it at that. You grab the bag of joints, opening it with a satisfying pop. With one hand, you reach in and snag a single joint. With your other, you grab one of the lighters.

“We’ll start with sharing just the one,” you decide, craning your neck backwards. Your head bumps against the chair’s backrest, and Mista chuckles at the face you make. “A-Anyways…” you say with a smile, “It’s probably best if you start with a hit or two. Please… I can’t stress this enough- let me know how you’re feeling.”

“Alright,” he nods, walking away from you to the other side of the garage in order to snag himself a different chair. “Whatever you think’s best.”

Mista returns to your side a moment later, setting his chosen chair down. He sits down next to you, and you give him a smile before lowering your head.

Although you flick on the lighter and hold it up to the joint with clear practice, your hands still quake. You don’t have to look beside you to know Mista’s eyes are on you yet again.

“You alright?” he asks.

You mentally curse yourself but bury your embarrassment. “Yeah… umm, just excited. It’s been a while since I’ve had company when smoking.”

Bringing the joint to your lips, your chest rises while you inhale smoke emitting from it. Holding in your breath to keep the weed in your system, you slowly exhale smoke from within your lungs.

“Really?” Mista questions, trying not to shamelessly stare at the smoke passing from your lips. “How long do you think it’s been?”

“Well… since moving here, I suppose,” You reply, handing him the joint. “Bruno doesn’t want me doing it outside the house; it would worry him.”

“Bucciarati can be such a curious one. He seriously thinks too much like a mother,” Mista snorts, examining the joint carefully. He waits a moment longer before taking his first hit, a little shorter than your own.

He attempts to mirror your actions and hold in the smoke, but erupts into a coughing fit. The smoke escapes him in bursts, until he’s left covering his mouth with his arm while finishing his fit.

“You alright?” you ask nervously.

“Y-Yeah-“ he manages, smiling with watering eyes. He hands you the joint, letting out a couple more coughs. “Tasted like shit; smell isn’t too bad though.”

You giggle, taking your second hit. “Can’t deny that. You’ll probably want to wash your clothes first thing tomorrow. Unless you really want Bruno finding out.”

The two of you share a laugh, slowly but steadily feeling the joint’s effects.

• • •

After your second joint and Mista fifth tiny hit, the garage was full of laughter.

Your hands no longer shook with nerves, relaxed and dazed eyes focused on Mista as he voices another of his out-of-pocket questions. His body is sprawled out casually on his chair, eyes bloodshot red.

“I think dogs would be the kindest,” he continues on. “Man’s best friend… y’know what I mean?”

“Possibly. I don’t know what animals would be the nicest if they could talk- but I do think bugs would be quite spiteful.”

He nods with vigor, “They’d all absolutely hate us. But at least spiders would be more easy to spot in the home if they’re talking up a storm.”

“Ugh… imagining that is just creepy,” you shiver, “I’d feel more uncomfortable about killing them then.”

“I’ll still smush ‘em for you,” he promises, winking clumsily.

You giggle, covering your mouth. “I wouldn’t doubt it…” Calming down, you cross one leg over the other and prod him, “So… what do you think, Guido?”

“Of what?” Mista tilts his head to the side.

“Of being high,” you specify. “I’ve checked in on whether or not you’re comfortable- if you feel queasy. But it’s been an hour and a half already… so I got to know your thoughts overall.”

He hums, shutting his eyes thoughtfully. “Hmm… honestly, I thought it’d be more similar to being drunk.”

“Is… is it okay?”

“Well…” a smug grin spreads across his face, “I can see why you do this from time to time. It’s fun.”

You breath a sigh of relief.

He sets his elbow down on his chair’s armrest. He leans closer to you, eyes unmoving from your own. Resting his chin in the palm of his hands, you do your best to capture his image in your brain despite your impaired state. The giddy smile on his face warms the inside of your chest with ease.

All the while his mind is racing just at the sight of you. He’s always found you breathtaking, but tonight has brought you together unlike anything before. It’s not something he could think of describing on his own, but he would agree with your opinion that the first time getting high can feel personal. And in the dim lighting of the garage, he’s overcome with a odd sense of confidence.

“That being said, I don’t think I’d have this much fun without you with me…” he says, voice quieter now.

“Guido… thank you. A first smoke is important because of the people you’re with. With good company-“

“You misunderstand,” he insists before trailing off, “I wouldn’t…”

“You wouldn’t what?”

“Nothing,” he mumbles, leaning back in his chair.

Frowning, you ash the remainder of your joint and make sure it’s completely out. Setting your box aside and on the floor, you turn back to him. “Come on… you can tell me…”

“Well…” he takes in a deep breath, “I think I’d have fun regardless, you know what I’m saying? You’re what makes this fun. I like being with you- erm, hanging out with you. Spending time. Y-You know what I mean.”

He turns his head away, clearing his throat. Internally, he lectures himself. In his head, he’s meant to be smooth around you. But he spoke without thinking, a common occurrence throughout his time of being high thus far. The way you always giggle a his silly one-liners, whenever he calls you a tongue and cheek pet name… even with all that, it’s not like him to be so painfully obvious.

“I-I like spending time with you too,” you tell him, oblivious to his inner distress. You’re leaning towards him now, both hands fastened on your chair’s arm rests.

“Really?” he asks, as if it was some great mystery. Regardless, you humor him by keeping still and your expression. He leans towards you too, leaving just a foot between your faces.

“Of course… smoking with you has been a dream come true,” you swallow, “Or something…”

“Or something…” he echoes, “I wonder… would, umm, would you still like to hang out with me if I said you’re cute.”

“I’m not sure; you’d have to say it first,” you test, mostly teasing.

“You’re beautiful,” he doesn’t hesitate to tell you, voice earnest and gentle.

Cheeks heating up, your eyes widen and heart rate increases bit by bit. This is happening… oh my god, this is really happening, your mind races.

“Hmm…” you pretend casualness, “Yes… I do still enjoy your company.”

“Then…” he starts, standing up from his chair. Reaching for your hand, he pulls you up from your spot with ease. No matter how much you eye him up in his exposing crop-top, his strength never ceases to catch you off guard.

But what gets your head truly spinning, is how he swiftly pulls you into his embrace. One of his hands stays glued to yours and the other is wrapped around you, resting on your lower back. “Would you still like me if we stayed this close?”

“G-Guido…” you stutter, hardly processing his words. Not trusting your own, you simply nod.

“Y/n…” he sighs, eyes flickering between your eyes and your lips. “I-I know I’m high…”

“I’m high too…” you confirm.

“But I really-“

“-want this.” you both say in tandem.

He tilts his head to the side, ghosting his lips over your own. You think to speak his name, but he doesn’t offer you the chance. His lips press against yours, leading you into a delicate kiss.

Mista’s breath fans your face, controlled and poised. Despite your racing heart, your own breathing is disciplined as well.

A minute or two passes before you pull away. In your influenced state, the kiss blissfully felt like it lasted much longer.

“Y/n…” he mutters your name again, moving his hand away from yours in order to wrap both his arms around you. Your own sneak their way around his neck.

“Please, kiss me again,” you plead.

He shutters, enchanted by your tone of voice. Who would he be to deny such an earnest request?

Once again your lips meet, this time with greater vigor. His head tilts sideways further, deepening the kiss. You gasp into the motion, leaving an opening he takes advantage of. Slipping his tongue into your mouth, both his and yours dance around one another desperately.

His lips travel from your mouth to your lower jaw, traveling along it and eventually moving down to your neck. He peppers light kisses along your skin. That is, until your hand reaches up his neck, beneath his hat, and tugging at his hair.

Mista grunts in response, biting down and then sucking greedily at the space just below the curve of your jaw.

“I’ve wanted this for so long…” he mumbles, voice ragged.

“Me too…” you confess breathlessly.

“Mmm…” he hums, tightening his grip around your waste. Ever so slightly, he dips you at the hip, subtly pressing his own against yours.

Leaning your head backwards, your fingers dig into his scalp. Motivated further, he leaves another bite just below his first. His tongue laps against the mark, kissing you as if it were his last chance.

Mista’s hand slowly inches downward, giving you ample time to push him away or halt his movement. Realizing you put up no protest, he continues downward to grip your bum hungrily.

You gasp and instinctively buck your hips into his, “Guido!”

He lets out a shaky sigh, returning the motion almost experimentally. Lifting his head from your neck, no time is wasted before kissing your lips once more. Tongues press together lightly, sighs and gentle groans sprinkled between kisses.

His hand on your ass reaches down to your thigh, hoisting your leg upwards and wrapping it around his waist. Now with more access, the two of you grind your hips together at a steady pace. Feeling his ever increasing prominent bulge push up against you is enough to cause you to moan.

He chuckles at your response, pulling his head away so you can both get ahold of your breathing. He rests his forehead against your own, looking at you with a lustful gaze. Something deeper is found in the twinkle of his eyes, expressing sincere and personal desire.

“Amore mio… I-“

His eyes drift away, traveling to the right of your person. Mista’s velvety expression quickly contorts into a frustrated one.

Before you can think to ask him what’s wrong, he grips you tight and whirls you to his side. Pressing you against him still, he pulls a hand from your ass to instead reach down into the front of his pants.

To your shock, he pulls out his pistol. He yells out incoherently, shooting two bullets into Narancia’s music player.

“Guido!” you exclaim, blinking rapidly. You cling onto him, but your face is kept away from him out of confusion. “What the hell was that for?”

“Because the damn thing doesn’t work!”

Opening your mouth, you soon close it slowly. Your grip on him loosens, letting out a giggle. It morphs into a hearty laugh, stomach straining in pain at the sheer force of it.

Glancing at you, he wonders out loud, “What’s so funny?”

It only encourages more of your laughter, wiping a single tear from the corner of your eye. “Oh, Mista!” you snort, “There’s no doubt about it; you’re definitely high!”

Blowing smoke emitting from his gun, he shoves it back into his pants with ease. Confident and certain, he offers you a sultry glance. “That was hot, though, wasn’t it?”

You merely giggle more, dropping your head onto his shoulder. Regardless, you reply honestly, “A little… I’ll admit I like that you keep your gun in your pants…”

His smirk widens, biting his lower lip momentarily. “Well, if that’s the case…” Mista whispers, voice husky. He blows slowly in your ear, making you halt entirely. Planting a single kiss on your earlobe, he continues smoothly, “Perhaps you’d like to reach for it yourself…”

[addictjojo]

A/N: Reposting this because of shadowban.

Warnings: Mentions of public sex on Mista's part. Mentions of car sex on Rohan's part.

Summer Fun with Mista, Rohan, Josuke

Mista Guido:

To get things started, Mista wears a fucking thong to the beach, there's no doubt about it. He wants to look good, mostly for you, but he wouldn't tell you that directly. No, Mista likes playing hard to get with you, even though he wants you to just rip the thong off, and fuck him behind the beach bar.

Man, Mista loves relaxing in the sun, Sex Pistols are out, probably stealing kids' ice creams, or building a sand castle together. He'll eye you down the whole time though, you look so good in your beach attire, he can't help but get so hot and bothered.

If he dares and asks you to help put sunscreen on him, he gets all jittery, and shy all of a sudden, like he wasn't just eye fucking you. If you jokingly compliment his thong, Mista will explode. Just feeling your hands roam his body, rubbing the sunscreen all over his back makes him get all excited. If your hands volunteer to go to his chest, Mista will most likely cum himself.

The Bucci gang is forced to see this sadly. Bucciarati is incredibly aware of the sexual tension while everyone else is just grossed out by Mista..

Rohan Kishibe:

You know what, Rohan would wear the most GORGEOUS bathing suit in Morioh. He'd try and act all humble about it, which is still him bragging aggressively. If he's going to show up to a little "pool party" the least he could do is show everyone up. His two-piece swimsuit hugs his body perfectly too, it's him practically begging to be fucked.

When Rohan sees you in your pool attire, he bites his lip so hard. God, Koichi swears he just heard Rohan moan. Rohan proceeds to stretch himself out on his beach chair, hoping to whatever God there is for you to notice him, and when you do, he has the smugest face.

"Didn't think we'd see each other at a party like..this."

"Rohan, this is literally Koichi's pool party."

He's dumb when he's near you, alright. Rohan wants you on top of him now. He's trying hard not to just admire, and drool. He's already fantasizing countless moments for this specific meetup.

When Rohan asks for sunscreen on his back, he makes sure to make a little show out of it for you. Slowly unclips his top, and exposes more of his body to you. He'll encourage you to go lower, and lower, until well, you're just right about near his ass. Rohan loves playing these dangerous games with you, games where it's guaranteed you're gonna pull him out of this low quality pool party, and into the backseat of your car to fuck his brains out.

Josuke Higashikata:

Josuke would love a good beach date. He can't stand pools, too much water splashing, might ruin his hair. Unlike Mista and Rohan, Josuke isn't weird about showing skin, or seeing more of your skin, however he does get all flustered for a moment.

Josuke drags you ankle deep in the ocean, he's so giddy, you think he looks absolutely stunning. If you splash water at him, he'll tease you, and then actually splash back way harder. And that becomes a war of itself because you're not going to back down from such disrespect. Yeah, Josuke's hair gets ruined, but it's worth the moment with you.

If Josuke sees any sea turtles on shore, especially near his feet, he'll cling onto you and squeal. He nearly hops on your back just to get away from them, though, they are kind of cute to Josuke a few feet away from him.

Josuke asking you to put sunscreen on his back, except he's not smooth at all, and he's messing up on his sentence. He needs to ask you repeatedly because he can't get the words out of his mouth. He's so ticklish too, he'll gently slap you away and giggle if you try to get him under his arms.

[abellaheart-blog]

i love the pickup line idea so much that I can't wait to see what people send in!"hey wanna play heads or tails...looks like I got tails so you get head"

with mista ofc ( i just think it would be funny lmao)

Oh damn Mista would be such a sucker for this pick up line! 😆 Thanks I’m glad you liked this idea, and thanks for sending this in. Here’s some food for you. Don’t ask where I got these pictures 🤭😳 sorry, not sorry 🏃🏻‍♀️ He’s got the best butt and thighs in part 5 👌🏼

Guido Mista x Reader 💙 Scenario

Warning: Nsfw content ahead 🔞🔞

Mista was wandering the house in only his red tiger print leather pants. He removed his cashemere sweater and hat for the day since he was tired from the job he had today. He wanted to cool off so he sat in the living room chugging down his can of sparkling water.

He was reading a magazine until he realized he dropped his bag of chips on the floor. They’re unopened but he was annoyed he had to get up. He bends down to pick them up. You giggle watching from the other side of the room. You wish you could fondle him. He has such a nice bubble butt. You know he probably wouldn’t mind but you want to go about it differently. After he sets his snack back on the table you threw him your pick up line. You wanted to make sure he’s in the mood.

You stood half naked since you tossed your dress to the recliner nearby. You hold a coin in your hand and flipped it being sure it would land on the table beside him. He noticed the coin then looks over to you. His sexy smile didn’t go missed by you. It looked ever more handsome without his hat. His dark hair frames his face so perfectly.

“Wanna play heads or tails... looks like I got tails so you get head.”

His smile widened and he sits on the couch patting his thigh. His welcoming arms are so inviting. You sat facing him covering him in kisses. His hand is on your hip and he’s enjoying himself.

“So heads or tails huh? Why not both?”

You’re now laid on top of Mista with your private area spread out across his face while you’re faced with his thick cock. You swirl your tongue around his tip and lightly pump him with your hand. Mista’s tongue doesn’t stop licking across your outer lips. His thumb pleasures you as he does so, eliciting whines from you. His thick lips and nose press against you so he can hear you whine louder.

As you whimper you moan his name. You feel his smirk against you and decide to wrap your mouth around his tip. You begin to bob your head as you pleasure him. He groans against you causing you to have plenty of goosebumps. Your thighs tremble but he caresses them in such a gentle manner. His hands are firm as he holds them up for you.

His tip is wet so you’re able to handle his thick length in your mouth. Mista really needed this. He feels like the luckiest man on earth getting to do this with you after a long ass day. He didn’t care how sore he felt. Right now you’re what’s on his mind. His lips suck against you causing you to twitch and squirm as you whimper. He knows you’re close so he sucks hard. Your legs tremble as you squirt in his mouth.

Mista devoured you eagerly as you suck him off. It encouraged you to pleasure him some more so you fondle his sack like you know he likes it. Pretty soon his muscular thighs are twitching and trembling. You finish him off by stroking him and licking his tip while fondling him. Tears poke the corners of his eyes in delight and he’s whimpering your name like a song. Afterwards you both tiredly lay in eachothers arms.

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[ireallycouldnotbebothered]

•temporary lover•

summary: you are completely shocked when a criminal climbs into your window, pretending to be your lover as the cops are desperately on the search for him.

warnings: guns used inappropriately, violence(?) and alot of smut

mistas thoughts in blue!

✪✮

"Book inspiration is so hard to get these days!" You said as you threw another piece of paper in the now full trash can next to you. It had been 2 months since your first ever book had gone viral and now the expectations to release a book just as good were too high.

The money you had received from the book you got was treating you well though, your apartment was huge and you could get anything you wanted but you wanted to try and write something else.

Something with action and with well thought out characters was what you needed for another bestseller but right now your mind was blank.

You sighed and decided that you should probably stop for the night, you weren't getting anywhere and you were tired. You got changed into a white,silky nightdress and just as you turned around to go to your bedroom, you heard a loud BANG.

You froze. That came from downstairs! Were you being robbed?? Oh no, you were too young to die! You grabbed a plank that was next to you and ran down the stairs. You were in your hero arc right now so it was only right to be stupid and run straight into the scene.

When you got downstairs with the plank in both hands, you found a bizarre man in a blue suit on the floor with scratches and bruises all over his face.

He looked straight up at you with a mischievous grin.

The plank had now left your hand and you felt drunk as you couldn't decide on which emotion you were feeling, excitement,worry and all the others.

"who the fuck are you??" You said staring at him.

"I don't usually present myself like this so I deeply apologise for this miss, I'm known as guido mista, a pretty girl like you must have a pretty name, right?"

Who is this woman and why is she so amazingly pretty??

"MISTA AS IN FAMOUS GANG MEMBER MISTA WHOSE BEEN ON THE RUN FOR THE PAST 3 DAYS??" You shouted, remembering the news report you had read this afternoon.

"Oh I didn't know I was famous enough for a pretty girl like you to say my name. Luckily for you I think I'll be here for a while."

He laughs at your still shocked face as he gets up to sit on a chair.

"You look sexy in that nightdress by the way, I just about get a view of your boobs from here" he said, taking off his hat (?)(idk what its called lol) to reveal brown curly hair.

"Number 1 who said you're staying here and Number 2 don't be a fucking pervert or you're getting hit with the plank, infact you're getting hit either way" You shouted walking towards him.

"Come on I'm sure we can compromise pretty girl, right?"

"I dont think so Guido Mista." You smirked at the man who was now face to face with you.

"I'll let you do anything you want to me pretty girl. Anything." He said pulling you closer to him.

As he gets to examine your face more, he feels like he's seen you before on a show or something.

"Are you famous or something, I've definitely seen this pretty face before." He said, lifting your chin with his index finger.

You push him away slowly and sit on a chair opposite him and sigh.

What the fuck am I going to do with him? I mean I could ask him some stories he has about adventures or something at least.

"Ok. How about we make a deal, im a writer and i need some inspiration so tell me some of your best stories and you can stay for however long you need to." You said looking at him.

"That works perfectly for me but I should mention how the police are going through everyone on this street's houses to find me so uh-"

"WHAT."

Just as you were about to start shouting at him you heard a police officer talking to your neighbors.

"What the hell do we do??" You said crossing your arms.

"Easy. Fake sex. They won't come in when they hear a young, hot couple having the type of sex your neighbors complain about." He said as if it was the most obvious thing in the world.

You froze. I mean all I have to do is fake moan it's pretty easy

"Fuck fuck fuck uh take off your clothes" You said to the brunette as the police officers were inches away from your door.

"Oh so we're dating now, its only been 5 minutes pretty girl and you want me this bad."

"Shut up and take off your clothes do you want to get caught?" You said taking off your nightdress to reveal a silky white lingerie.

"Oh wow, all this for me, you're too kind pretty girl." He said removing his outfit leaving you to view a god-like body infront of him.

You quickly ran to open the window near the door so your fake show could be heard.

You went to Mista and crawled ontop of him

"Dont make this harder than it already is Mista."

"Keep saying my name like that and I might not be able to control myself pretty girl." He chuckled, relaxing himself into the chair.

As soon as the both of you hear footsteps, you start to give him soft kisses all over his face and then his neck where you suck harder earning a loud groan from him.

"Right there baby" he says almost too genuine.

You hear a soft knock on the door.

"What do we do?" You whisper to him.

He pushes you towards him pressing his lips against yours, grabbing your ass in the process causing you to moan loudly.

"Why dont we have a little bit of fun?"

"As long as you dont get caught I do not care Mista." You whispered to him, worried that you could be heard.

To be honest you were just really horny and wanted this mystery man to give you a nice night.

He took off his boxers revealing a rock hard cock poking out.

You gulped, it's huge

He smiled at your expression and shoved his aching cock into your mouth.

You chocked slightly as he pushed further down your throat. You slowly bobbed your head, taking in his length earning some loud moans from him.

"Fuck just like that baby, don't stop I'm close" He groaned pushing your head deeper with one hand.

"Hello anyone in. It's the police, please open the door or we will have to ourselves."

You both froze.

FUCK.

"One second coming!" You shouted, slowly pushing Mista off to get a bathrobe from an other room.

You ran to the door and opened it with an annoyed expression.

"Uhm I'm busy right now, do you need anything?"

"Trust me we could tell." One of the officers said with a smirk.

"Excuse me?" You said glaring at him.

"Sorry about him, we're looking for a criminal on the loose Guido Mista, do you have any idea of his whereabouts?"

Time for the main act.

"Are you saying that because I'm a woman, do you think I'm sleeping with him or something. I've already been disrespected by your colleague here so I really am considering talking to your boss." You said in the most stern voice you could.

As the two officers stood there shocked, suddenly Mista appeared behind you in a bathroom robe and a black face mask.

"Anything wrong babe, I can hear alot of noise" He said leaning on the doorframe beside you.

"Just these officers" you said playing along.

"Oh, if you guys don't mind we have some business to attend to right now so maybe you could come at a later time?"

The police officer stared at him attentively but ultimately gave up.

"Uh yes okay, were terribly sorry by the way miss" the officer said.

You slammed the door and shut the window and sighed.

"Jesus Christ they're so persistent"

"You owe me I saved your ass." Mista laughed as you fell onto the chair.

"No you owe me first. I have you the best blowjob of your life, give me a story."

"Fine, hmm where do I start." He said sitting next to you on the chair.

"Well I had a few adventures with this guy called Giorno Giovanna, he was crazy I swear-"

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[twary]

hey lalil ^^

it's me from that last anon ask of Bruno, Abbacchio and Diavolo kissing hcs, remember? I ended up forgetting about Mista :') so I wanted to see if it's ok for you to write, in addition to his part, a nsfw part of all of them too. Like, the parts of their fem!s/o's body they like to kiss, for exemple 😳

I love your writing <3

OOOOOOH I'M GLAD THAT UR BACK! I just enjoyed so much writing ur last request! And thank u for liking my writing🥺👉👈

Bucciarati, Abbachio and Diavolo kisses hcs✨💋(They're all sfw, but a little suggestive)

Mista

His kisses are...lively? Like, you can feel his love just by pressing your lips a little, ya know? Also, he l o v e s to hold your waist while kissing.

SOFT lips, they're even a little shiny if u ask me😌

Love pecks! In the forehead, neck, tip of your nose and especially in your cute checks!

Is a must to kiss u kn public, like "YEA, THAT'S MY GIRL, KEEP WALKING BRO" For him, be with you is surely a honor.

He is the type who trow you on his arms and give u a movie kiss. He's a romantic, but also a provoker~ Will bit your bottom lip after a passionate kiss🥴

NSFW

Bucciarati

As said in the previous post, he's a provoker. He just like it so much when he kiss your neck and hear your sighs, but, surely, he wants more than that.

The private kisses are the best and i know u can guess why 😏 He loves to place long licks on your neck while his slender, yet warm, fingers slight play with your entrance.

Be a good girl and beg him for it🤭 Don't worry, u don't need much effort, he just like to hear that u want him.

His kisses during sex are also filled with love, for him, sex is 100% meaningful. Obviously chooses positions where he can see you face and kiss it💙

Cuddle time kisses are all lovely dovey! At every interval of his "kisses attack", he praises you.

Abbacchio

Best places to kiss you: neck and tighs

Loves to leave lipstick stains on your pretty skin, they suit u so well! My my, this guy loves to bite too~😋

His hands easily travel your body and stop by your waist, pulling you closer and closer until you can feel him against you😏

Sex kisses are absolutelly full of desire, they're hot, just like our silver haired boy. After all that he likes to admire your body. Well, more like what did he do with it.

This boy seems so cold, but his heart melts for you…He loves to kiss you, fell you and hold you…He knows that he doesn't say it oftem, but he loves you deeply💜

Diavolo

Ohohoho, this man~ U already know how it works, right? Ur his and u must be thankfull for it🤭

His kisses make u go after him, if u want it u must behave well and maybe he will give it. His kisses are pure poison, but a sweet one, that make you addicted to it.

Your tighs, neck and breasts are his favorites, always leaving marks on it, and don't u dare to hide it, darling🤗

Easily take your clotches off while ur into the kiss. Intense, hot, powerfull; his kisses are always like this, implies dominance. Your body is just like a doll's one on his hands.

He let u sleep after and took this time to look at your figure by his side. You're so fragile, he can break you anytime he feels like it, but something stops him…He wonder what is it🥺

Mista

He loves to kiss, literaly, every inch of you, his favorite place is all of you. Well, but surely during something more spice he goes for tighs and lips.

You can feel his eyes on you while kissing, he's with lust on his eyes, soon his soft lips start to go down with his hands and in a snap your shirt is off.

Oh this boy loves to fell that your desiring for his touch, he wants to see your begging fot it, but the poor boy can't even hold himself back😫

He easily travels on the kiss, this felling is just like pure euphoria for him🧡 His kisses are a little sloopy but also very sweet.

After, he just doesn't believe that ur with him, he just loves you so much! MORE KISSES INCOMING!

[pink-bear]

NSFW Alphabet: Guido Mista

Pew pew

Stuff under the cut. Character is depicted as 18+

THIS IS 18+ ONLY! MINORS DNI!

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

“Hold on a sec, I got you.”

He loves giving and receiving aftercare, especially with romantic partners. He’s got a special snack stash and everything.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

He loves his torso. He works very hard to stay in shape, and he obviously loves showing off his muscles. Especially his tummy.

As for his partner, he’s totally a hand guy. He loves looking at them, holding them, and seeing what kinda fun stuff they can do~

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Cums a normal amount that’s rather pungent. His diet is healthy enough (okay, it could be better) but it’s just naturally like that.

He’s just as happy cumming all over someone’s face as he is inside them. It’s gotten into people’s eyes several times...turns out his aim isn’t the best when it comes to that-

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He loves taking nudes, and will totally send a dick pic if asked. You don’t even have to know him that well, he’ll just be like “sure” and send one your way.

He’ll never send one unsolicited...unless it’s one of his close friends for the lulz-

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He’s slept with a few people, but only women. He’s totally down, and really wants to fuck a guy, though.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Anything that can get him really deep, he loves to go balls deep in his partner~

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

THIS BOY IS SILLY SMH...

Even “serious” sex will probably end with him doing something to make his partner laugh, it’s just how he likes to express his affection. He won’t constantly crack jokes if his partner isn’t into that, but if it’s fair game he’s going for it.

Oh, and he can’t help but giggle at funny sounds. He’ll apologize if it embarrasses his partner bUT YEAH-

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He’s a hairy boy! And rather proud of it too, actually! He has a healthy amount of chest hair that travels down his navel, leading to a happy trail, that ends with a nest of dark brown pubes. If asked nicely, he’ll keep things tidy down there, but will refuse to shave it. He likes feeling and looking natural.

Oh, and he has a bit of a hairy ass too-

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He’s not romantic when it comes to flings, it’s all about the pleasure. But with those close to him, especially romantic partners, he loves to show his affection for them. When he’s found the one, he brings out the big guns, and can be a real romantic deep down.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Oof, he jacks off a LOT. Several times a week, unless he has a steady fuck buddy/partner. He’s got a lot of pent up energy, and a lotta cum in his balls-

He doesn’t do anything special, he likes to just crank them out. He doesn’t have the patience to edge himself, he wants to cum as soon as possible.

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

He’s got a bit of a scent kink. Not only does he like it when people enjoy his musk, he likes his partners being a little on the ripe side as well.

Not in the “hasn’t showered in 4 days” kinda way, more in the “showered earlier in the day, but was busy and a little sweaty” way.

He prefers a natural scent over perfume/cologne.

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Honestly, anywhere with the possibility of getting caught. He loves the thrill. He also loves doing it in other people’s bed. Yes, he has fucked in the other’s beds, and Fugo kicked his ass for it.

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

It doesn’t take a lot to get him going. Sometimes all it takes is a look, and he’s raring to go.

What never fails is caressing, especially his cheeks and stomach. Do that, and you’ll find yourself bedded in no time.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Nothing unhygenic, you know how it be.

But he really doesn’t like having his hands tied and eyes covered. He’s always on guard, and anything that can debilitate him stresses him out. He’ll gladly do it to his partner, but will adamantly decline it on himself.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Loves giving and especially receive it. Getting head is his favourite way to unwind after a hard mission.

He’s a pro at eating pussy, but needs a little practice with sucking cock. He has a bit of a gag reflex, but he’s also extremely stubborn.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

He prefers to go fast and rough, letting off his pent up energy. With the right person and setting, he can be very slow and sensual, but it always ends up with him fucking them raw by the end of it. He goes hard and cums harder, what can I say?

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

Quickies are the best, and what he usually does the most when it comes to sexual encounters. He’s usually on the move, so a little quickie can get the blood pumping and energy flowing.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

STINKY NAUGHTY BOY...he gets off to doing it in public hardcore. If his partner doesn’t want to he’ll respect that, but if they’re game he’ll be dragging them to the nearest alleyway/empty bathroom and going ham.

Has he been caught? Yes. Does he feel ashamed? Absolutely not.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He’s got pretty high stamina, being as high energy as he is. He can keep up with his partner, even the well experienced ones. So far he hasn’t been beat, but he eagerly awaits to be challenged.

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

This guy loves butt plugs, and if he isn’t fucking someone’s ass, he’ll often insist on having them wear one. Or anal beads, those are cool too.

He likes using other toys too, mostly on his partner, but having something up his ass every so often is great fun.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh man this guy can be a fucking prick when it comes to teasing. If he has a feisty partner, he’s bringing on the sass hardcore. Nothing pleases him more than having them finally break and begging him to fuck them.

His patience, on the other hand, is pretty low. He’ll be voicing his annoyance pretty quickly if thing aren’t going the speed he wants.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s usually not really loud, mostly just quietly grunting with a bit of dirty talk thrown in. But if his partner wants him to ham it up a bit, he totally will. In fact, he’ll often not shut the fuck up if that’s what they’re into.

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

Sex Pistols has interrupted his intimate moments several times. To most people, it appears he’s yelling at nothing, to which he just says “don’t worry about it” while getting up to get them a snack.

5 cries every time he sees Mista naked, which the others make fun of-

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

Length wise it’s pretty average, around 6 inches, but it’s nice and thick. Uncut, and points downward slightly.

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Mista loves sex, probably more than anyone else in the group. He doesn’t always have access to it due to his work (unless he has a FWB with one of his peers) but he’ll jump at the opportunity to roll in the hay any time. He’s not picky with gender or body type, either, just as long as they’re consenting adults and take care of themselves.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

For flings he usually leaves after a while, since his work always has him on the move. But with romantic partners/people he’s comfortable with he’s out like a light pretty quick.

And yes, he snores. Loudly.

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First Jojo character hOPE YOU LIKE IT! Feel free to request a JJBA character (I’m most familiar with part 5 however)!

Hope you enjoyed! And if you don’t agree with any of these, that’s fine! These are just my personal headcanons!

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[austinsdemise]

I’m going to punch a wall

Y’all my kny phase is gone for now and a half finished Douma fic is sitting in my notes 🧍🏼 and I have no desire to finish it because 1 idk like Douma and 2 I have acrylics on rn so it’s hard af to type.

BUT

I’m going to be writing JJBA smut fics for the time being<3 (sorry for disappointing all y’all for not finishing the fic😭)

(all minors will be aged up)