#jonathan x reader

[snzhrchy]

— ☆ WAKING UP WITH THEM !

characters included; jonathan, joseph, jotaro & josuke notes; rewrite from my old acc ! kinda fond of it tbh taglist; lmk if u wanna be on it !

JONATHAN JOESTAR

It’s no surprise that Jonathan would be the best and most caring husband ever. Every morning, whenever he’s not at work, he’d try to make your day as comfortable as possible.

Every morning, you’d wake up with an empty bed — with no one except you. You’d frown upon realising that Jonathan wasn’t with you anymore. However, on other days, you’d wake up to one side of the bed being perfectly made. Then, the smell of your favourite food would fill your senses.

Moments later, Jonathan would be in your doorway with a tray filled with your favourite breakfast.

He’d greet you with a big smile and would sit beside you as he feeds you the meal he cooked.

JOSEPH JOESTAR

Joseph would definitely be a heavy sleeper and would have all of his limbs tangled up with yours. He likes to keep an arm around your body at night but when you both would wake up in the morning, all of your limbs would be tangled up.

You’d be the first to wake up and on your side would be the slumbering figure of Joseph.

However, as you tried to move away from his grasp, he’d also begin to stir and eventually wake up as well.

He’d greet you with a huge smile and would pepper you with kisses all over.

JOTARO KUJO

He’d be the lightest sleeper ever. Any small movement of sorts would get him to wake up.

Moreover, he’s an early bird. He’d be up at around 6 in the morning and would leave you for his work. Before leaving, though, he’d leave a small kiss on your forehead even though he knows you’re still fast asleep.

Occasionally, whenever his job isn’t occupying his schedule, he’d be beside you and wouldn’t leave you alone.

You’d wake up to the sight of Jotaro sitting beside you on your bed and you’d be delighted due to him being with you.

You’d greet him with a smile and he’d reciprocate the action.

Your entire day would be spent with him — making up for the time you both lost.

JOSUKE HIGASHIKATA

It’s rare for you and Josuke to be sleeping with one another due to your parents however, on some occasions, you and Josuke are both found in his or your houses.

You both would go to bed really late and would wake up late too. Like his dad, he’d also have his limbs tangled with you: he’d be on his side with his arm wrapped around your abdomen. Sometimes, his face would also be resting on your chest.

He’d be the first to wake up and would lightly greet you with a ‘morning’ and a kiss to your cheek.

If you’re to leave the bed, his grip on your body would tighten and would ask you to spend more time with him.

[lemmetreatya]

Any spare jjba smut? Literally any of the guys, although I love how you write joot, and I'm interested to see how you'd write old!Joseph (SDC)

omg anon thank you SO much for reminding me that i am indeed a whore for joestars. your diligence will be heavily rewarded!! ❤️

Jojo characters during sex

ft. Jonathan, Old!Joseph (SDC), Jotaro (part 4), DIO (SDC)

content: afab!reader, modern au ig, smut, sex, male. pen, missionary, doggy, cowgirl

🔆 jonathan: missionary 🔆

despite being the supposed gentleman he is, jonathan is an absolute sucker for being able to hover over you from above during sex. he may not give it away, but loves being able to play and fondle with your breasts as he thrusts into you, large hands able to engulf all of you — regardless of size. it’s almost perverted how his eyes can never seem focused on your face despite how much he proclaims he likes missionary for that reason.

“jojo…”

your fingers cant help but play within the naped locks of jonathan’s navy black hair, your mind on the verge of going blank as result of how passionately he was fucking into you.

“you’re so beautiful…” he’d strain out despite his attention not being on you. as his eyes cant help but lay strain over your bouncing breasts, you can only let out a huff.

“feel like…” your cheek lays flat against the pillow, drool peaking at the corner of your lips. “you’re not even…that wasn’t f-f-or me…”

a short stutter leaves jonathan’s mouth but he doesn’t let up his pace. in fact, the man continues to plough into you whilst bringing up his index finger and thumb to his lips. he momentarily sucks on the digits, eyes fierce, before bringing them down onto the exposed nub of your nipple.

nothing less of a yelp and a moan leaves your throat at the additional stimulation. if anything, it just makes jonathan smile more.

“don’t underestimate me…i can appreciate…more than one thing at a…at a time.”

🔆 joseph: spooning 🔆

“it’s not because of my age…” he usually groans but joseph is an absolute adorer of spooning fucks. he says its always been his go-to choice of position but even you didnt need to know him within his juvenile days to work out that (lazily) thrusting into you from behind on his side was definitely due to lack of effort. still yet, joseph was always a good lay when it came to this position— clearly he knew what he was doing.

the patient slapping of skin sounded throughout the room as joseph took you from behind. his cock had no problem in sliding in and out of your gooey cunt, his grunts feverently hot against your neck.

“god, you’re always so warm for me princess…” he endearingly spewls as the rough hairs of his silver moustache softly scratch against your skin.

you yourself cant help but mewl in reply as the man’s fat cock continues to drive up your ridged canals, the arched angle of your back resulting in you feeling him just about poke your innards.

“always for you, daddy…”

you moan almost subconsciously. it wasn’t something youd said with him before but there was just something about the man that made you want to address him as such. the use of the pet name makes joseph’s dick jump within you. you dont miss how he blows an extra hot puff of air onto your neck.

“don’t say that unless…you want trouble.” he muses, but you know he’s more endorsing the behaviour than berating.

with an impulsive clench of your walls around him, you signal that you were willing to take whatever ’trouble’ was.

🔆 jotaro: doggy 🔆

oh now jotaro is a man who takes what he wants — thats we know. but there’s just something about having you at his beckon from behind, the almost animalistic inclining to have his way with you unabashed?? jotaro has his suave and intimate moments but sometimes he just wants to be able to indulge in you any way he can.

bullet crowns seem to be ringing through your head at this point. your body is being jolted way too harshly for anything you have to say to come out sane. no matter how much you cry out in pleasure or muffle his name into the duvet, jotaro is absolutely not letting up.

“s-shit…”

his own curses come out half baked and cant even form properly from his lips. understandably, seeing as jotaros eyes are determinedly focused on the mirror situated in front of your naked bodies, the sight delightfully vulgar as his hands squeeze at your hips.

“mine…m-mine.” is what he chants over you, his cock making no mistake in target as each time it perfectly carves out the pipe of your insides and leaves your pussy puffy with white froths of cream.

you can’t help but squeeze out a sorry excuse of a “yours” in reply to jotaro’s proclamation. which to his delight he takes it as a green light to prop one of his legs up onto the bed and proceed to drill into you with the vigor of a thousand men.

itd be no lie to say that your mind was then completely scrambled and your senses telling you this man was nothing but fine trouble.

🔆 dio: cowgirl 🔆

this man needs to be in control for every aspect of his life, but when it comes to sex? actually, no he still needs and wants to be in control, but he finds a way to not always make it about him. dio loves cowgirl simply because it gives him the feel for power whilst simultaneously letting you do all the work. it also gives the illusion about the sense of worship finally being directed towards you — and he likes that! (but he’d never admit that aloud)

as his fingers grip onto the seat of your hips, you cant but help yourself feel exceptionally full and imbedded by dio’s cock as he rocks himself up into your hole.

“look at you…”

hed almost pray from below, beady eyes strained and focused on you and everything you deliver — raining from your moans, cries and curses.

“so beautiful for me.”

you should be mindful that he doesn’t suddenly plant his feet flat into the mattress to use as a anchor of some sort before he’s using the momentum to fuck into you mercilessly. however when he does, it’s like heaven on earth as you cry out of both shock and pleasure.

“di…” is all you can get out and the smile on dio’s face in response is devliah.

“that’s it. lemme hear you.” hed coo.

[hellfireseddie]

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Authors you're doing an AMAZING job and we appreciate you to the moon and back.

[azedakude]

Would I be able to request the jojos with a chubby s/o who's severely insecure? Like to where they won't want their partner to touch them and, even when presented with reassurance, they won't believe them as they tell them they look good? I suffer with this a bit, insecurities grow due to family and friends telling me to lose weight and be more active. It always gets to my head yk?

❁ 𐑮𐑮 ¡note 𖥻 autor! ﹆ i totally understand that!, if you need a safe place to blow off steam when you're feeling this way, feel free to message me and we can chat! <3 sorry for the severe delay !! and, i'll do a few headcannons of this, if you don't mind. i hope you like it, you are very strong for coping with this situation on your own! ♡

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ᰍ ★ ៸៸ #꯭# ❨ ♥︎ ❩ JoJo's with a insecure s/o !

꒰ 𝐉𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍 𝐉𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑 :

✦ He always understood that you feel this way about your body, most of the time he does his best not to bother you with compliments, or physical affection, and everything so that you can be comfortable around him. Instead, Jonathan would speak to you sweetly and very patiently, making you understand that your body is valid, and your feelings and insecurities are too. “Sweetheart, you shouldn't get carried away by bad comments about your body, they don't make sense. Could you tell me the next time someone says those comments to you? I will make them understand that those blasphemies should not be said to my partner. They do not know what magnificent person they are talking about.” little by little, Jonathan will help you manage your insecurities, facing them with you, making you see that you are not alone in this battle, he will always be by your side.

✦ Although Jonathan has rarely admitted it out loud; more than anything to not make you uncomfortable, he is fascinated by your cheeks and love your rolls; since he find it extremely attractive and even adorable. — He has the habit of holding your hand whenever he can; caressing it and also getting lost in your eyes, when caressing your hand; he will always write nice things with his index finger on your palm.

✦ From time to time, every time you fall asleep on Jonathan's chest due to fatigue, he will begin to caress your scalp with his right hand, while with his left hand he will begin to lightly pat your back, enhancing your sleep. At the same time; Jonathan will whisper various compliments and sweet words in your ear, admitting all the admiration he has for you. “I know you don't feel comfortable when I tell you these things when you're awake, but... I really love you for who and how you are, Y/N, no one and nothing can change that. You are perfect in my eyes, and that is the most important thing to me.”

✦ There were very few occasions when you wore a dress; but when that occasion passed where you used them, Jonathan would simply appreciate you from top to bottom, loving you with his eyes and smiling from ear to ear when he saw your beauty. “You are an angel in my eyes... I had never seen such perfection, until I saw you.” Jonathan would be the first to remark how divine you look in such clothes, always asking your permission to place his hands on your waist, and then kiss you gently.

꒰ 𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐇 𝐉𝐎𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑 :

✦ Although he is an extremely funny and hilarious guy, when you feel comfortable enough to tell him about your insecurities about your physique; he took action on the matter in a subtle, but at the same time direct way. — Joseph from time to time, if not almost always; he would buy a bouquet of flowers, every day was a different types of flowers to give to you; the flowers would always be accompanied with a poem handwritten by himself (with artistic help from Caesar Zepelli, obviously) “I may not be worthy of your presence, but I am willing to move heaven, sea and earth to show you that my love for you will never die, and will never change, because I have fallen madly in love with you, and no one else; my heart belongs to you, Y/N. — JoJo.”

✦ Every time he has the opportunity, Joseph will place tender and slow kisses all over your body, especially on your shoulders and abdomen, since these two places are his favorite parts of your body. Also, when he feels playful enough, he will tenderly caress your waist, hips, thighs and shoulders. — Every little physical affection that Joseph gives you, he will do it with total love and care, always looking for one of your best reactions, without wanting you to feel uncomfortable, since, for him, you are the most important person in his life.

✦ Joseph loves to carry you bridal style, or carry you in his arms in general; whenever you are in his arms, Joseph will kiss your cheeks and whisper tender compliments in your ear, occasionally hiding his own face against your neck to tickle you to make you laugh. “I love carrying you in my arms, you know? It makes me feel like that blue knight, who comes to rescue you.”

✦ When it comes to someone disrespecting you and insulting you because of your physique; regardless of who it is, Joseph will take it completely personally and take matters into his own hands, literally. — If it is completely necessary, Joseph will not hesitate to fight with the person who has disrespected you.

꒰ 𝐉𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐎 𝐊𝐔𝐉𝐎 :

✦ He would listen to you vent about your insecurities, showing that he would always be there for you through thick and thin, without forgetting that he would gently hug you after each vent; asking you if he can kiss your forehead. “I want to see you well, Y/N, I will never leave your side, I will help you and I will be in your worst moments.” Jotaro will always tell you the same thing and he will always demonstrate it in different ways.

✦ Jotaro didn't care much about how you looked physically, but since you confessed to being insecure about your physique; he began to be much more patient with you regarding your insecurities. From time to time, Jotaro would hug you from behind every chance he got, whispering nice compliments in your ear. “You are very pretty, you know that?”

✦ He would be the type of boyfriend who would listen to you vent about your insecurities at every moment; always paying maximum attention to how you feel, and then knowing how to react and cope with the situation so that you feel better. — In turn, after each vent, Jotaro will ask you if he can hug you and comfort you for a long time, listening to you, pampering you and giving you affection.

✦ Like Joseph, he would act extremely defensive if someone outside disrespected you regarding your insecurities; without hesitating for a second to defend yourself, both verbally and physically. With the difference that, after that, Jotaro would stay by your side, comforting and supporting you.

꒰ 𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐔𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐀𝐓𝐀 :

✦ Josuke would have in mind about your problem with your physique; ttherefore, he would always try to listen to you and support you above all, accompanying you in every relapse and every progress you present, always encouraging you and giving you compliments so that you can see yourself through his own eyes. “I understand that it is difficult for you.. But believe me, my love, you are more than perfect just the way you are. You shouldn't change anything.”

✦ He would always make sure you eat your meals; since he would not want you to begin to neglect yourself in other equally important ways based on your insecurity, since for him, everything about you is important and must be taken care of with the well-deserved care.

✦ Whenever he has the opportunity, Josuke will always ask your permission to hug and caress you, while whispering nice compliments into your hair, protecting you in the middle of the hug, so that you feel safe. “I will protect you from every evil in this world, my love, I promise.”

✦ Apart from caressing your body, he will always ask your permission to give you multiple butterfly kisses on certain parts of your body; to tickle you, while he whispers nice compliments and positive affirmations between kisses.

꒰ 𝐆𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐎 𝐆𝐈𝐎𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐍𝐀 :

✦ Giorno would try everything in his power to make you feel better about yourself; whether it be with positive affirmations, caresses, physical affection and more than anything; unconditional attention and listening above all, since, for him, you are the most important person in his universe.

✦ Whenever you feel insecure about your body, Giorno would ask you to do breathing exercises with him; to calm you down and keep you at peace, and then ask your permission so he can hug you and hold you in his arms; while repeating nice phrases to cheer you up.

✦ You would be the perfect muse for Giorno; and he would demonstrate this in his paintings, every time he wanted to paint and portray you on a canvas, he would always ask your permission before doing so, having you as a reference and divine muse. After each painting, he would take the liberty of kissing you, caressing you, pampering and hugging you.

✦ Whenever the two of you go to sleep, Giorno will whisper nice compliments and positive affirmations in your ear with a sweet voice, while he caresses your arms and places tender kisses on your temple. “You are the most divine person I have ever seen in my life.. Did you know that? I will remind you every day, so that you always keep it in mind and do not forget.”

꒰ 𝐉𝐎𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐉𝐎𝐇 :

✦ She would have been clear from minute one that you felt insecure about your physique when you decided to tell her about your insecurities; since then, Jolyne took the time to listen to you, accompany you, support and love you; always making it clear to you that she loves you just the way you are.

✦ Jolyne would get straight to the point every time she gave you a compliment; always leaving you clear and present that for her, you are the most perfect person she has ever seen, while she would always ask your permission before hugging you and comforting you so that you feel better.

✦ Little by little, Jolyne would encourage you to wear dresses; while she would encourage you to see yourself in the mirror, while she highlights each unique, beautiful and divine part of your body, starting from the tip of your head, to your feet, without forgetting to give you a thousand and one compliments, kissing you and hugging you in the process. “I will always say it and I will never get tired of telling you; pretty face, you are beautiful just the way you are, you are like a lotus flower; beautiful and delicate.”

✦ Jolyne would be the type of girlfriend who wouldn't mind in the slightest and would always try to find the perfect opportunity to carry you in her arms in bridal style, always to make you smile and cheer you up emotionally. — While smiling at you, looking into your eyes and repeating positive affirmations in your ear, so that you see yourself as perfect as she sees you in her eyes.

[peptothesi]

He’s kinda cute though

Y/N saying that the JoJo’s villains are cute (and low-key flirting)in front of both the villain and the Jojo.

Jonathan

🐶 “Yknow Dio you’re quite attractive too bad you’ve got a shit personality”

🐶 Pause the battle music.

🐶 Both turned to you with a very confused look on their face.

🐶 You just shrugged your shoulders “I said what I said”

🐶 Dio had a small blush covering the tips of his ears but his smirk made you overlook them.

🐶 Jonathan is baffled and honestly wracking his brains for a response that just cannot leave his mouth.

🐶 The silence could be cut with a knife but there were a few heads that were watching agreeing with you.

🐶 “Why thank you my dear”

🐶 You wink at him and do finger guns (leave me alone it’s cute-)

🐶 “Y/N WHAT-“

Joseph

✈️ “Honestly I’d tap that”

✈️ Record player scratch.

✈️ Everyone would turn to you like WTF.

✈️ Lisa Lisa is shaking her head.

✈️ Kars just confused.

✈️ Caesar’s ghost just passed away again.

✈️ Joseph is for once at a lost for words.

✈️ Kars snapped out of it and cleared his throat before saying “Foolish human you would never manage to defeat me let alone tap me what a meaningless action”

✈️ You just snickered “No babe tap also means coitus”

✈️ Kars wrinkled his nose.

✈️ “My answer hasn’t changed”

✈️ You blew a kiss.

✈️ “What is wrong with you?!”

Jotaro

🐬 “Nice tits Dio”

🐬 All respect Jotaro had for you is long gone.

🐬 He’s leaving he’s gone the only thing keeping him there is cause he has to kill Dio.

🐬 He’s so sick of this bullshit let him go home mkay.

🐬 Dio is just chuckling.

🐬 “That’s cute but I hate to say they aren’t even mine”

🐬 “And??”

🐬 If Dio lived you may have gotten his number but hey miss Holly is top priority rn.

🐬 Jotaro is more traumatised and concerned than he bargained for.

🐬 “I fucking hate it here”

Josuke

💛 “Yknow for a murderer you’re kinda cute”

💛 Josuke whipped out crazy diamond just to check if you hurt your head.

💛 No? They’re all good? Kay then WHAT THE FUCK-

💛 Kira got flustered.

💛 “I-I’m afraid that the feeling is not mutual although you do have quite the lovely hands your calluses look so soft and spongy-“

💛 “DORA!!”

💛 Josuke never lets you live this down btw so whenever you’re in a conversation like

“I’m not too busy I’ll do it”

“Yeah just get the person who liked the local serial killer to do your groceries for you 🙄”

💛 Disgusted.

Giorno

🐸 “Oh my- dude you never told me he was fine as hell!!”

🐸 Giorno is internally crying and the deceased bucci gang is shaking their heads besides narancia he’s confused at.

🐸 “I- What?”

🐸 Giorno will knock you out to prevent anymore stupid sentences during battle then wake you up like- “Oh I’m so glad you’re awake”

And then smack you upside the head.

🐸 Mista gave you a high five cause he’d do the same.

🐸 This is why you don’t go on missions.

🐸 “You are the most unbelievable person!! Who flirts with the enemy?”

[curtsycream]

Retail Therapy

Pairing: Drummer!Jonathan x Bimbo!Reader x Vocalist!Steve x Bassist!Billy x Guitarist!Eddie

Warnings: slightly persistent employee, hyperfeminine Y/N, short skirts like really short, grumpy Eddie, not proofread :((

When Y/N first discussed shopping with her boyfriends she made it sound quick and easy. Yet that was the furthest thing from the truth as they now walk into the fourth store of the day. Y/N walks ahead of them as she is the only one with free hands. Her boyfriends on the other hand are not so lucky as they each hold three to four bags each.

Jonathan found himself shaking his head with a smile when Y/N offered to carry at least one bag. The love struck look in his eyes gave way the reason he kept refusing her offer. He made a promise to himself that as long as he was around she wouldn’t have to lift a finger. Which was something he knew would take a while for his sweet girl to get used to.

“Oh look! It’s so pretty!”

A small squeal leaves her lips as she shows off a rather cute skirt that Billy had to admit would look nice on her. Unlike his boyfriends he did not like showing how invested he was in his girlfriend’s shopping spree. Well at least in public, he would save all of his compliments when she’s trying the outfits on in private.

Licking his lips Steve’s tongue connected with the metal of his lip piercing. He found himself looking through the racks with Y/N showing her different clothing pieces to buy. Of course she wouldn’t be paying for all of this, knowing his boyfriends they wouldn’t allow that either. “I think this one is cute.”

Glancing over at the skirt her eyes brightened, the pink skirt looked like it was made for her. Grabbing the skirt from his hands she kisses him eagerly on the lips. Not one to back away from a kiss, especially if his girlfriend provided it, he kissed back.

Rolling his eyes at the two Eddie shoves his hands in his pockets. The bags he was holding sitting beside him on the bench inside of the store. Places like these, malls and most retail stores, were on the top of the list of places he hated. The sound of chatter that made it hard to think, the glancing eyes of people that recognized them, and most of all the falsity of store employees.

“Are you finding everything okay?”

Glancing away from his love struck idiots he notices the overly large smile of ‘Bethany’. At least that’s what her name tag said, “Yeah.”

He was hoping his one worded and rather hostile response would scare her off, yet it did quite the opposite. She leaned forward a little too close for his liking, “Are you sure I can show you our new seasonal selection! Are you shopping for someone?”

Tilting his head up as his curly bangs obscured his vision a little, “No.”

The word sent a shiver down her spine, his lack of emotion left her baffled. Opening her mouth as she goes to say something else he stands up grabbing the bags before walking away.

Jonathan felt the weight of someone’s head on his shoulder before recognizing the curls. He chuckles to himself, “Tired?”

The subtle nod of Eddie’s head left Jonathan to lead him back over to the bench. The same one Eddie left Bethany who was nowhere to be found. Placing down the bags in their hands they cuddle up on the bench. Jonathan running a hand through Eddie’s hair.

“I think this is enough! I can’t like go overboard…well not today!”

Y/N was swarmed with clothes that both Billy and Steve had piled in her arms. The two of them eager to see her in every skirt and dress they handed her.

Sighing Billy nods his head, “I guess you’re right and we still have to carry all of this back to the car.”

Steve was already one step ahead of them taking the pile of clothing from Y/N and taking them to the cashier. Without so much as a glance in Y/N’s direction who was ready to protest at any second.

Pouting her lips at the back of Steve’s head, who was already pulling out his card as the cashier scanned the items. A ringed hand found its way into her own as she was pulled into the direction of Eddie and Jonathan. Once looking at the two she cooed at the sleeping Eddie as he cuddled into Jonathan. Taking out her bedazzled and charm filled flip phone she took pictures.

Soon enough Steve joined the four grabbing one of Eddie’s bags which were lying on the bench. “We should go, can’t let Mr. Grouchy sleep out here for long.”

Nodding at his words Y/N grabs two of the bags that Eddie was holding while Billy grabbed the other one. Eventually they all walked out of the store with Eddie on Jonathan’s back still asleep somehow. Though regardless of that Y/N couldn’t help but think that it was a day well spent shopping.

A yawn leaves Eddie as he wakes up finding himself in his bed. Sitting up he noticed the bodies sleeping around him, it brought a small smile to his face. Closing his eyes again he draws Y/N closer causing a chain reaction. Soon enough he found himself wedged even closer between Steve and Y/N with Jonathan and Billy pressed closely against them. The smile on his face widens as he couldn’t imagine anything better than being surrounded by his idiots.

[bygiornogiovanna]

Yandere! Jojo's (Part 1-6) x GN!Reader (Headcanons)

What will be our beloved yanderes reactions to their darling playing with their hair for the first time?

this is not proofread!!

(🔝 y/n with jojo's xd)

Jonathan

When it happend, you two were lying on the couch, his head prompt besides your thighs while you were watching a movie. You were playing with your hands anxiously for two reasons: One, the movie, two, the man laying next to you;

Subconsciously, your hand went in his hair, softly patting it. At first, it was only that, but it soon turned into you playing with his hair, loving how soft it felt;

Jonathan's eyes would widen, but he wouldn't say a thing. He scooted closer to you, a small smile on his face. Your soft hands in his hair felt heavenly;

He would definetly blush, just saying;

Even though, he couldn't help but wonder what did that mean? Were you finally accepting him?! He was in cloud nine at the thought;

Would not make a single comment, afraid you were going to retreat your hands from his hair. It would be a shame if he didn't cherish these moments;

He would want to lay his head on your thighs but he was afraid of making you uncomfortable so he stayed right there;

"I like when you play with my hair, Y/N. You should do it more often. Only if you want, of course."

Joseph

You two were laying on the grass in a park after you begged him to go on a picnic. Joseph didn't like the idea of taking you outside, but he finally agreed after some time. His head was laying on your stomach, both of you looking at the cloudless sky;

Even if you couldn't stand his annoying personality, you were starting to get a little more comfortable around Joseph. As he was telling you some random story that happend a week ago, you started playing with his hair;

Startled at the unexpected touch, he cocked a brow and got up from your stomach. He tilted his head;

"Huh, is there something wrong?" You asked, confused as why he sat up so suddenly. "What are you trying to do, hm?! Are you, perhaps, trying to kill me?"

Was he out of his mind?! You iust gave him what you thought he longed for since he kidnapped you and he was giving you that question?!

"No? I'm just playing with your hair?" You said, confused at his random question. "Nah, you really are trying to kill me! You think my heart can take that sweet face of yours AND your soft hands in my hair?!"

Was he serious?

Absolutely. You were his weakness.

You giggled at his awful joke, and pushed his head back on your stomach, continuing your previous activity:

"Come on, you loved my joke."

Jotaro

You two were on your shared bed, you were being sat and he was laying down beside you, telling you something about his job. While listening to him, your hand subconsciously went into his black locks;

Since Jotaro isn't the affectionate type and you never showed him affection except when he forced it out of you, he would be surprised. A small blush would creep on his face and he would hide it by putting his arm on it;

A small giggle would leave your lips when you saw he shyed away, unusual for him;

"Yare yare daze"

He would probably stop time just for you to not see how hard he blushed;

100% the type to play it cool and act unbothered when you smile sheepishly at him, not daring to tease him;

After you played once with his hair, he would want to do it every time he was laying next to you or when you were cuddling. And he would not accept anything instead you playing with his hair;

"Yare yare, why did you stop?"

Josuke

You and Josuke were on one of the school's benches. He didn't keep you isolated since you still had school, but you lived with him. Anyway, he was laying on your thighs as you two were chilling during a break. You didn't have anyone besides him, Koichi and Okuyasu since Josuke tended to become jealous over anyone who talked to you;

He was playing with one of your hands, smiling at you and you couldn't help but look back at him. You always liked his hair, especially after finding out the story behind it;

"Can I touch your hair?" You suddenly ask since you were too scared to touch his hair, knowing how aggressive he got;

Raising a brow, he just blinked at you. You? Wanting to touch his hair? Just randomly?

"Yeah, just be careful with it." Was his response. As soon as you got his approval, you started playing with his soft locks. You knew how much time and effort he puts in his hair so you were extra careful;

Josuke blushed as he never felt your hands in his hair before. He blinked at you again but didn't complain. Who cares if you ruined his hair? He was getting attention from you! Without forcing you to!

He was beyond sad when the bell rang, signaling you two had to go back to classes;

"Please play with my hair more, I like it."

Giorno

Giorno and you were sitting on the swing in your backyard, everything between you as quiet as usual. You knew that he wanted you to initiate something between you since he didn't want to make you uncomfortable;

His hair was down from its usual style, making you curious. Maybe he was lazy to do it today. You didn't know why, but you felt the urge to braid his hair. It was long and pretty and it also seemed really soft from where you sat;

"Uhm...Giorno, can I...braid your hair?"

The question shocked him, not expecting you to actually want to initiate something between you two;

"Yeah, sure.."

Did this mean you were starting to accept him? Even return his feelings? Nah, that was too far;

"Can you come closer please?"

With another small nod, he got closer to you and turned his back so you could do your thing. A smile appeared on his face the moment he heared a gasp leaving your mouth when you felt how soft his hair was;

"You look so cute like this! You should wear this when you leave!"

If you were being happy, it didn't matter his friends would laugh at him. You were happy, so was he. Giorno would endure anything for you to return his feelings. Even if it meant all the teasing in this world.

Jolyne

You would be lying if you said you weren't jealous of your...what should you call her? Girlfriend? Kidnapper? Girl that's obsessed with you? Let's go with girlfriend.

She was cool and good-looking, but what you were most jealous of was her hair. The green and blonde really suited her. You always wanted to touch it, but you didn't want her to think you liked her back or something;

Until one day, when she had her hair undone, laying on your bed only in a nightgown. You couldn't help but blush when she signaled you to come beside her so you two could cuddle;

She immediately buried her face in the crook of your neck, inhaling your scent.

"Can you play with my hair, darling?"

Say less.

You blushed again at her request. Even if you didn't want to, you had to since she would throw a whole temper tantrum if you didn't;

Your hands softly began brushing through her incredibly soft locks. You were surprised it was still this soft after so much bleaching and coloring;

She smiled in your chest, leaving soft kisses against your neck. Maybe Jolyne wasn't that bad;

"I love how your fingers feel in my hair, darling."

i hope you liked this. leave me any requests, if you want <3

[eddie-munsonn]

~King of ___ Kisses~

~The Stranger Things male teens (18+!) and their favorite place to kiss you.~

Argyle ~ King of nose kisses. He thinks your nose is adorable. The way you scrunch it when laughing makes him melt and you best believe he’s pecking your nose, although you sometimes pretend to be annoyed by this. He also does this when you fall asleep on his chest, or when you’re frustrated and he wants to help calm you down or comfort you. 

Billy ~ King of lip kisses. He’s a simple guy; he loves how soft your lips are. He always greets you by picking you up and kissing your lips in repeated and small pecks. He is soft, but only for you. Max won’t admit it, but she’s glad Billy has you. 

Eddie ~ King of neck kisses. And I don’t mean this suggestively (although that may be the case sometimes.) Kissing the crook of your neck he believes is sweet, intimate, and comforting. And you think just the same. You are his safe space, and you know this whenever you feel a small peck on your neck as he walks by or sits down next to you (or on top of you.) 

Jonathan ~ King of cheek kisses. He’s a little shy when showing you affection, but he loves kissing your cheek. He’s not afraid to do this in public around other’s, and he often does this when saying goodbye or greeting you. Joyce, El, and Will think it’s adorable.

Steve ~ King of forehead kisses. Before dating, he often did this to you as a “joke” but he really just loved being affectionate with you. To him, it’s comforting and he hopes it makes you feel safe and protected by him. All he wants is to keep you safe, and when meeting up after watergate, the first thing he did was kiss your forehead and hug you tightly to him.

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[winniethewife]

I made you my temple, my mural, my sky (Johnathan Levy x reader)

Warnings: Implied Age gap, angst ending in fluff.

Words: 738

They were fighting again. She was tired of the fighting. It felt unfair, he had so much more experience, He having been married and divorced, this being her first serious relationship. He wasn’t even sure why they were fighting, what started the fight, was he just used to fighting? Is this what he thought love looked like? She gave up and left the room in tears. He takes a moment, has a cigarette break before going to join her in the other room.

“I sit and watch you, I notice everything you do or don't do, I feel like I’m analyzing your every move, waiting for some inevitable betrayal.” He says softly as he leans on the doorway. She’s looking out the window as she sits on the couch, her chin in her hands.

“I don’t know what you’re looking for…You're so much older and wiser and I…I don’t know what I’m doing…” She looks over at him, she can see the tears in his eyes. She feels guilty, maybe the fights are pointless, maybe she’s just missing something. She lets out a soft sigh and moves over so he can come sit with her. He doesn’t move. He runs his hand over his beard and tilts his head to the side.

“If it's all in my head tell me now, That, I’m looking for something that isn’t happening. Tell me I've got it wrong somehow.” He says, the slightest bit of fight still in his voice, but most of it was heartbreak and assumptions. She runs her hand along her arm and shakes her head slightly.

“You can’t be more wrong Jon. I don’t think I could leave, even If I wanted to. Every day I wait by the door like I'm just a kid, for you to come home. Everything I do, I do it for you, I feel like my every waking hour is in dedication to you.” She looks up at the celling. “But none of it is enough is it?”

“Honey I…god I’m an idiot.” He half laughs, half sighs in exasperation. “You do some much for me and I act like it’s nothing. You lay the table with the fancy shit, polish plates until they gleam and glisten, Take care of Ava, you do everything… While you were out building other worlds, where was I?” He shakes his head before walking over sitting down next to her, leaning over, putting his head in his hands. She puts a hand on his shoulder and softly squeezes him.

“Jonathan, you know I love you. I don’t want to leave you. I don’t want to be begging for footnotes in the story of your life. I just…I feel like I’m taking up too much space or time.” She says softly. He sits up and looks at her. A soft sad simile on his face.

“How can you stand to be around me? I’m always assuming the worst about us, like I expect it all to go up in flames at any time. As if everything is just a time bomb, I just assume it will go to shit…” He leans back resting his head on her shoulder, She instinctively nuzzles into his mess of curls finding comfort in his scent.

“You’ve spent a long time thinking everything was okay and wonderful and great to have the worst happen. I don’t blame you for thinking that way.” She says as they curl up together on the couch.

“I always thought you assume I'm fine, when I’m so obviously not.” He grumbles softly. She rubs circles in his back as she holds him close

“What would you do if I told you that, I think the same way? That I’m just…damaged goods to you.” She asks. He takes her hand in his.

“My love, if you’re damaged goods then, I am far beyond repair.” He chuckles softly. She takes his chin in her hand and turns his head to look into his dark eyes with a loving look on her face.

“Just a couple of broken toys no one wants to play with…” She leans into kiss him, her soft lips against his as he scoffs slightly at her remarks.

“Likely story.” He mutters against her lips.

“Would you rather I try to fix you? Believe me, I could do it…I think…I know how.” She moves her kisses from his lips down his neck….

“That…Just might work.”

~

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[haoiee]

Jonathan is so frantic and needy while he eats you out, seeing you in pleasure is his pleasure. So when you came the first time on his face he couldn't help himself from grinding his hips into thin air, literally cumming into his pants untouched. "F-fuck" he whimpers into your soaking cunt, lapping up all of the juices, keeping it a secret how sensitive he was for you.

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[friendsdxntlie]

Third times a charm

Jonathan Byers X AFAB!Reader Smut

Do I currently have a request? Yes, yes I do. Did I write this instead? Also yes. Jokes aside, full fics are super draining apparently so I’ll probably do one every while and short blurbs/headcanons more regularly. By regularly I mean like maybe twice a month, I have no schedule. I’ll try to post more regularly but no promises.

Warnings : overstimulation, sub!Jonathan, dom!reader, pnv sex, AFAB!reader but no specific pronouns, crying kink, smut, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it!!), Jon literally can’t shut up and now Joyce knows, Jon is an early finisher, praise kink, lmk if I missed any

Everything had started out normal, just basic vanilla sex. And as per usual, it didn’t take Jonathan very long to cum. He wasn’t exactly known for lasting, and you never minded because he always made up for it after (or before), but tonight you really, really wanted to cum on him, let him feel your gummy walls squeeze and clench around his cock.

So when he came the first time, no end for you in sight, you kept riding him. He was confused, grabbing your hips as he whined. “Baby — baby, I, fuck, came already.” He panted out, hair sticking to his forehead from sweat. You nodded. “I know, I know. Let me keep going, yeah? Wanna cum on your cock pretty boy.” You said, wiping his forehead. “You’ll be a good boy f’me? Let me keep fucking you?” And he was quick to nod, ‘yes’s and ‘yeah’s falling from his lips. How could he say no? He was still hard anyways, he could handle one more.

He thinks it’s gonna be just one more, and by the time he’s half way to his second orgasm he has tears in his eyes. It feels so good that he wouldn’t dare tell you to stop, but it’s also starting to hurt. The mix of pleasure and pain makes his mind swim, his head fuzzy. He doesn’t even realize he’s crying until you’re shushing him, telling him to be a good boy and let you use him. The fact that you wanna use him, the Hawkins resident weirdo, makes his dick twitch at the thought. Even as the closer he gets the more painful it is he lets you use him.

His second orgasm takes longer than the first, but is weaker too. He doesn’t cum as much as the first time around, but you love the feeling regardless. This time you don’t even slow down, especially since you’re so close already. You have been fighting your orgasm off just a bit, you wanna see how far you can push him. He’s practically sobbing now, whining as he grips your hips so hard you know you’ll bruise. He’s trying to get you to slow down, but you just grab his hands. “Here, rub my clit, c’mon be good f’me pretty boy.” And he’s quick to please. He’s so far gone that it’s almost too sloppy to do anything, and he keeps forgetting to actually move his thumb, but you don’t mind. It’s mainly to keep his hands from slowing you down, and so you lace your fingers with his free hand.

He’s openly crying, a steady pour of tears, and in some twisted way they push you closer to the edge. His dick feels like it’s about to fall off with how sensitive it is, and even as he’s trying to tell you he’s choking on his words and babbling incoherently. But honestly? He loves the pain. It’s a good kind of pain, kind that makes him twitch (both his cock and the rest of his body) and he’s starting to get sore from how long his muscles have been taut.

His third orgasm coincides with your first, and the feeling of you finally clenching around him makes all of this worth it. It took less time then his second, but it hits harder than his first and second combined. He’s so loud at this point you’re sure someone has heard, but you can’t bring yourself to quiet down his lovely whimpers and whines and moans. This time he truly fills you up, so much so you can feel it leaking out around his cock. He looks down at where you connect and it nearly sends him into a fourth orgasm. It’s downright filthy, his cum leaking out into him, strings of arousal that connect you to him being broken by your constant riding, your pretty puffy pussy that he loves.

The second you’ve ridden out your orgasm he tears you off of him, unable to stand any more stimulation. His cock is still twitching harshly, red and purple and painful looking. He’s coated in his own cum as well as yours and your arousal. He looks delicious like this, you decide.

He tries to cup himself, like that’ll help the pain, but it only makes it worse as his hand grazes his sensitive shaft. He tears his hand away so fast he nearly hits you, he doesn’t even babble out an apology because he’s too focused on his dick and how sensitive he is. “N’more, please, can’t take n-no more. Hurts s’bad.” He sobs, and you gently hold his head to your chest. “Hey hey, it’s ok. We’re done, no more baby. Promise.”

He seems to calm down at the promise of no more, and also your chest. It always help him calm down, no matter what got him riled up in the first place. You lay together for a while, give him time to stop crying and be able to talk. When his breathing is mostly normal you talk again. “Too much? Was that ok sweet boy?” His hand is quick to find yours, lacing your fingers together again. “It was good — great, even. Liked it. Felt like my dick was about to fall off though.” He mumbled, tired. You giggle at his crudeness, a staple of sleepy Jonathan. “You did so, so good for me Jon. Always do so good. I love you, Jon.” He cuddles up to you, close as he can. “Love y’too, s’much.”

“Let’s get cleaned up, ok? Then we’ll come and sleep.” He groans but nods. You help him slip some sweats and a shirt on, slipping your shorts and shirt on yourself. As you try and slip into the bathroom across the hallway you can hear Joyce call your names form the kitchen, and you exchange a glance. You both think one thing — fuck.

[d3vilfy]

based on an ask! nsfw but no sex (yet) 18+

warnings: smut, pervert jonathan, slight somnophilia, non-consensual pornography, implications of sex.

pairings: perv!bestfriend!jonathan x fem!reader

a/n: short but lmk if u want a part 2! also my first little story ever so sorry if it’s bad!

u and ur mini skirts ✧

after the longest and hardest days, jonathan byers was always there to listen to whatever you had to tell him. you never kept any secrets from him.

but boy did he keep them from you. he kept secrets of you. you’ll never know about the dozens of up-skirt photos he has of you hidden in his bookshelf. or even the gems he captured with his hand on your bare ass when you fell asleep in his bed. he kept those ones in his sock drawer… for a reason. he couldn’t help it. and what else could he possibly do when his best friend made him so hard?

either way, you would never find out about his little secret. so when he heard you knocking on his bedroom window, he quickly hid his little stach under his pillow.

“come in” he coughed out, trying to sound casual. when you threw your leg over his window your skirt rid up, giving him the perfect view of your ass beneath your tiny lace thong. he could already feel himself shifting in his jeans.

“i feel so stressed” you groaned, sitting down next to him on the bed you knew so well.

“why, what’s wrong?” he questioned. he loved listening to you. he loved to make you feel heard. he loved trying his best to make your problems go away.

“school has just been stressing me out so much. i’m taking way too many classes and i don’t even have a break for lunch. i just need some release. just something to make me feel less heavy.” you vented, flopping back onto his pillow.

you feel something hard hit your head. “ouch jonathan, what are you storing under this thing?

if only you knew.

you turn over and pick up the pillow, only to see an entire pile of photos jonathan has taken from up your skirt, of your ass when you were sleeping. “what the fuck. what the fuck are these?”

jonathan wanted nothing more than to disappear. “i’m sorry i- i can’t help it. you and your fucking mini skirts. you don’t know what it does to me.” at this point, he already had a boner. even your confrontation was turning him on.

“wow, what a pervert.” you say with fake disgust. “i mean i knew that much but this, this is disgusting. i came here so you could help me destress and this is what i get?” you add teasingly.

“i can still help you with that. why don’t you turn over for me, baby?”

[lost-between-letters]

I Can't Sleep

Pairing: Jonathan Byers X Reader (she/her)

Word Count: 1,667

Warnings: smut, fingering, p in v sex, fluff

Summary: sleepy sex with Jonathan. Nothing more, nothing less

A/N: you know me, this might contain a few typos (but hey, I'm back with a new fic!) Also I absolutely can not judge whether it's good or bad, sorry

Out of nowhere, Jonathan's arm settled over her waist. A comforting weight that grounded Y/N in the here and now immediately.

"Thinkin' too much?" The question was little more than a hoarse whisper into the crook of her neck.

Jonathan had nestled his nose right behind her ear. Y/N shuddered at every puff of air drifting over her skin. Slowly, she nodded.

Yeah, definitely thinking too much. Though the current imagery was far more pleasant than the last. Just his broad chest pressed against Y/N's back shifted her frenzied brain to a possible out.

"Want me to make it stop?" Jonathan asked. It was an offer and an invitation all the same.

This had happened before - actually happened quite frequently. Some nights, too little exhaustion had her brain running without a finish line in sight. At first, it had terrified Y/N, time ticking away while sleep refused to come to her and she wasn't getting tired. Which of course did nothing to solve the problem.

Only when they had shared a sleepless night together - neither of them able to grow tired enough to consider rest - they had found a solution that satisfied all parties.

So Y/N nodded once again and pressed her hips into Jonathan's front. "Please."

He took a second to resettle, to get impossibly closer. Then, his hand snuck under her sleep shirt (well technically it was still Jonathan's but Y/N had stolen it ages ago) and danced over her skin. At first, the light touch was barely enough to rise goosebumps and a warm feeling.

Large fingers reached up to cup her tits just then. With expert movements, Jonathan immediately found the exact angle to roll her nipple and have Y/N arch into the touch.

"Feels good baby?" He whispered as he wrapped his other arm around her waist. There, his hand rested merely inches above her underwear, a ghost of a touch almost where she wanted it.

Y/N bathed in the softness of it all. There was nothing hurried about this just yet, only Jonathan wanting to make her feel good, make them have some fun together. "Feels perfect Jon."

Apparently that was his cue. With another delicious twist to her nipple, Jonathan slowly pushed the flimsy material of her panties to the side and cupped her slit.

Even the little bit of friction was enough to make Y/N's breath stutter in her throat. Jonathan pressed his mouth against her neck so that she could feel his grin. "You're already so wet for me."

It was true, Y/N could feel her arousal coating his fingers as he rubbed them along her slit. But she could also feel Jonathan's growing hardness press against her butt through the soft material of his sweatpants.

"And you're already hard." she turned her head until she could look at his moonlit face. Then, she pushed back, rubbed herself against him.

Soft moans fell from both of their lips at the friction. Y/N already imagined how it would feel to have Jonathan inside of her from that angle, how deep he would reach like that with their bodies pressed together so closely. That alone made her drip onto his fingers even harder.

Which of course did not go unnoticed by Jonathan. "I can feel you growing wetter sweetheart. What are you thinkin' about?"

His words were punctuated by a single finger sinking inside of her. Y/N gasped and pushed into the touch immediately.

"You." There was not a second of hesitation or shyness in that statement.

"Anything in particular?" Jonathan teased. He started a slow rhythm of alternating his finger pushing inside of her and his other hand massaging her tits and manipulating her nipples.

It was almost too much already, feeling Jonathan's hands all over her, feeling his cock as insisting weight resting against her lower back, his broad chest a sure border behind her. Jonathan was all around her and she loved it.

Y/N wrapped her hand around his forearm. She needed to hold onto something. And if that something was the arm that was currently fucking her so that she could feel the muscles flexing under her fingers - then so be it.

Suddenly, another finger entered her just as his pace picked up. "Baby what do you want me to do?"

Y/N didn't know - keep up what he was doing right now? She ground her hips into his touch, wanted his fingers to go deeper, wanted Jonathan to really fuck her- "I want your cock."

Every movement stopped.

Then, Jonathan let out a shuddering breath that slid cold over her heated skin. "Fuck baby. Straight forward tonight, are we?"

"You love it," Y/N said just a little out of breath and squeezed him through his pants.

Her reward was a choked off moan and his fingers digging deeper into her cunt.

"Yeah I do," Jonathan replied once he caught his breath again.

Then, his fingers left her. Y/N pushed back into some sort of friction - damn close to start touching herself as Jonathan withdrew completely. "Jon!"

"At least let me get rid of my pants." His voice tipped down in low amusement. It got another edge to it too that had Y/N want him even more.

She wanted to turn around and push the pants out of the way herself.

Jonathan didn't let her.

His arms wrapped around Y/N once again, pinned her in place. Then, he pressed up behind her with his naked cock brushing her panties. Y/N shivered and spread her legs wider.

But that wasn't what Jonathan was going at. For now. One finger tapped against her hip and the material of her panties. "Can I take these off?"

Y/N didn't wait for him to do so. Unceremoniously, she shrugged out of them and disposed of them somewhere on a part of her bedroom floor she would worry about later.

"Will you fuck me already?"

Jonathan didn't answer verbally. Instead, he put his hand on her upper thigh and pushed her legs open gently.

His cock followed suit, resting heavy against her entrance. Y/N was wet enough that Jonathan could slide in smoothly with one languid thrust.

"Feel so good baby." Jonathan nibbed at her throat once again, his voice breathy at the strain of not thrusting immediately.

That right here was almost Y/N's favourite part. She felt so full, Jonathan inside and around her and on top of her and everywhere. Not to mention the pleasure dancing at every nerve ending he was touching.

"You too," she sighed and rolled her hips experimentally.

The result was Jonathan moaning and tightening his grip on her thigh.

So Y/N did it again. This time, she could feel it too, the pleasure of his cock dragging against her walls and looking for that one spot that had her feeling stars in her veins.

"Who's fucking who here?"

And just like that, Jonathan started moving on his own while holding her hips in place. It wasn't too tight - Y/N would have been able to move out of it if she wanted to - but it was an intoxicating feeling. He built up a slow rhythm of deep thrusts that was sure to drive Y/N insane.

"Jonathan please," she whined and arched into his touch.

It worked like a charm. Jonathan could never resist her begging, less so when she was squeezing down on his cock at the same time.

While his pace picked up, his fingers pushed away from her thigh and to her clit instead. He was fucking her in earnest now.

Y/N had to bite down on her own hand to stop from moaning loudly. There were so many sensations at once, the soft cotton of the shirt soaking with sweat between them, Jonathan's naked body behind her, his hands on her, driving her crazy. And of course his cock fucking her towards a powerful orgasm.

"Am I making you feel good?" Jonathan asked teasingly and heightened the pressure of his fingers on her clit.

He was drawing fast circles on it now as his thrusting lost its rhythm. Jonathan was getting close.

And Y/N was already there waiting for him. Everything inside of her coiled up until Jonathan rubbed her just so and pushed inside of her once more.

She was toppling over the edge before she knew it, her cunt spasming around him violently. Jonathan swore into her skin, his face hidden in her neck.

With three more thrusts, Jonathan buried himself deep inside of her as he came as well. Y/N could feel it hot inside of her as they rode out their orgasms.

Eventually, they stilled. Jonathan was inside of her still, his arms wrapped around her and pressing her close to him. Just as the euphoria of the orgasm died down, bone deep tiredness set in.

Y/N stiffled a yawn and snuggled back into him. Only to feel Jonathan move inside of her at her own movement and gasped at the overstimulation.

"Sorry Sweets," he mumbled and pulled out gingerly.

"Noo." Y/N pawed at his arm as Jonathan got up.

He chuckled. "Gotta clean you up baby."

"But I wanna cuddle," She was aware that she was whining but Y/N didn't really care, "you wanted to get me tired and now I am and you're leaving?"

"Not for long," he promised, already halfway to the bathroom.

Still, Y/N kept pouting. She was feeling heavenly loose and sleepy and Jonathan wanted her to move? No thank you.

It turned out that Jonathan didn't in fact wanted her to move. He cleaned her up himself, so gently that Y/N wanted to cry and then climbed back into bed with her.

He even got her a fresh pair of panties.

"I love you," Y/N said earnestly and rolled straight on top of him, "but if you keep being antsy, I swear I'll duct tape you to this bed."

Jonathan laughed. "I love you too. Sleep baby."

With him wrapped around her once more, Y/N did just that.

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sorry just worshipping jonathan's thighs lol soft boy hours

“uhm..darling—” jonathan started, a hint of worry in his voice. “are you sure you're okay? are you able to breathe properly?” his questions were answered by a thumbs up, but that wasn't enough to reassure him. he was startled a bit by the sudden vibrations which jojo assumed be you trying to speak. he loosened the grip his thighs had around your head a little; making just enough space for you to move if you needed to. “did you say something?”

you smiled up at the larger man. “i said that i'd die happy if these thighs suffocated me.” jojo's cheeks reddened slightly. he didn't know what that meant; but he still felt embarrassed. “you're so cute, jonathan.” you purred before smothering yourself in your boyfriend's muscular thighs and giving them soft kisses. jonathan didn't understand why you loved his thighs so much, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't enjoy the flattery.

[sublimecatgalaxy]

i fucking love ur work!! may i get something w jonathan? maybe getting too drunk at a party and having to call him to come get u and take u home.. maybe some sexual tension?💋💋

Man, I do have a special place in my heart for writing Jonathan.

"Jonathan, hey!" I cheer, stumbling across the lawn and into his arms. He laughs quietly as he helps lift me up, keeping me from collapsing to the ground in a fit of giggles.

"Good luck, man, she was throwing them back." Robin's words make me snicker, knowing full well that I beat Steve at every drinking game we played tonight. "She burned Steve's reputation to the ground but in return, probably have herself alcohol poisoning." My ears tune them out, my face tucking into Jonathan's shoulder, the smell of his cologne and the cigarettes his mom smokes comforting my overwhelmed senses.

How come I never knew he smelled so good?

"Yeah I could tell from the voicemail she left me that she was pretty far gone. She said my name like twenty times in two minutes." His hand rubs up and down my back, soothing me like a child.

"It's cuz I love your name so much." I mutter against the soft skin of his neck, a shiver running down his spine at the feeling of my lips brushing against him.

"Alright, c'mon."

By the time we get up to my room, I'm itching to get my tight dress off, my hands pawing at the terrible material. Jonathan watches me with a chuckle, his hands reaching out to help me lift my dress over my head, tossing it to the ground beneath us. His eyes flicker dangerously over my body, my lip tucking between my teeth, knowing he likes what he sees.

"Does anyone tell you how handsome you are?" I ask, wrapping my arms around his neck and he pauses, lips parting in subtle shock at my sudden compliment. I know that he's not used to it, that he's not complimented a lot but in my drunken mind, I want nothing but to tell him- and show him- how handsome I think he is. My fingers tilt his chin so I can drag my lips against the column of his throat and I feel his hands shakily move to rest on my waist.

Why didn't I notice before how good his hands feel on my skin?

"Y-You're drunk. We gotta stop." He whispers into the warm air, the tension in the room only growing at the shakiness of his voice, tone laced with lust. I pull away from him to push him back onto my bed, standing in between his legs and he looks up at me dumbly, blinking slowly as his gaze avoids the rest of my body.

"The fact that you're so chivalrous when I'm throwing myself at you makes me want to jump your bones even more." I whisper, watching his eyes flutter shut and a proud grin slips across my lips. He curses under his breath as my hands lift his to rest on my hips, his fingers brushing over the waistband of my underwear hesitantly. "You have no clue how much your politeness turns me on-"

"Y/n." He whines, ripping his hands from me to cover his face, his cheeks blushing vividly and my eyes roll. I shove past him to crawl up my bed, slipping under the covers with a pout.

"Fine!" He looks back at me with a relieved smile, a laugh rumbling in his chest as he makes his way to his feet, circling around to my side of the bed. Subtly- not so subtly- adjusting his pants, he sits down beside me, his fingers reaching up to brush some hair from my cheeks. "Will you tuck me in?" His teasing gaze deepens at my words, hands reaching to pull the blanket firmly up to my chin, his touch lingering against my jaw as I smile warmly.

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