#jotaro imagines

[lemmetreatya]

jotaro + size kink (preferably bulging) that is all 👀

oh you deserve thisssss 😩😩

jotaro x fem!reader

content: smut, sex, vaginal sex, unprotected sex, size kink, bulging, cumming

the soft angelic moans you’d echo aloud were always like medicine to jotaro — the way they’d heal his gravid heart after a long day were always addicting.

but what jotaro indulged in simply for the pleasure of, what made him an absolute glutton of a man, were your sickening whimpers of defeat as he pressed his heavy cock pass your saccharine folds.

“i can’, i can’, i can’, jojo.”

jotaro would smile sickly to himself at your half slurred words because he knows full well his dick was causing you all the good problems in life, but amusingly your own words couldn’t even deny his weight properly.

“you can?”

he’d distastefully joke, as he continues to surge himself in more because how could he not, your beautiful cunt literally gulps him in, greedy, greedy, greedy as it too wants to eat him in one go.

“i cyan’t… it’s too big…” your huffed words of a professional taker was forced. you were winded at this point but jotaro always demanded you be so talkative

“but you can take it though, right?”

jotaro himself gruffs as he pushes himself in, because of course, he doesn’t actually want to hurt you but it’s not his fault god graced him with such a burdensome responsibility.

he gives his biggest battles to his strongest soldiers; and jotaro knows he’d be fit for a high ranking lieutenant regarding the endowed divinity of such a low and heavy hanging cock.

but it looks like you too were one of the strong ones because it’s you who god graced to take him on. to consume him.

once jotaro’s fully inside of your warm fruit, it takes everything in him not to let his load busy right there and then.

hes gotten this far; it’d be a shame that you did all that work to take his fat cock just for him to paint you on first entry

but despite your clammy cheeks and the crescent shaped marks you’ve already littered his back with, you were determined for more. as always, you were ready to take on the albatross of jotaro’s gift to you.

every time.

jotaro is mesmerised everytime by the absolutely addicting sound that the both of you make during sex. the pornographic moans that you sing in his ears, the alluring squelch your syrupy wet pussy makes, the satisfying slaps of his skin against yours.

everything about the two of you fucking like rabid animals turns jotaro on by the second but what sets him off even more is the bulge that he gets to witness every time he pistons himself in and out of you.

“yes, yes, fuck, jo’raro. ouuuhhh fuc’ yes.”

the sight of being able to see his armament poking through your lower stomach, the external manifestation of just how deep he was hollowing you out driving him crazy.

“you always take this cock so well. so well. fuck, only you…”

if jotaro was feeling demonic, he’d press down on that area through your stomach, feeling himself jab at your innards with a hellish toothy grin. the feeling so intoxicating, so euphoric, that his mouth would slacken in the process as his own spit edges to dribble down his chin.

jotaro would make sure that he blesses you with his hot semen, stuff you so full of his seed that you won’t be able to deny his marking on you.

he loves emptying himself inside of you and staying there — just so he can see his cock twitch from the outside imprint it left on your stomach

[jojostylesposts]

Hello everyone! Here’s an old one from the drafts. A little short but hope you guys enjoy!

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How would Jotaro show love? Hcs!

Jotaro may not show love in a traditional way, since he’s not the most expressive person physically, but here are some ways I think Jotaro may show love: ( in a little more serious way)

*Sacrifice: He’s a man of tough work. He puts his needs above his own just to make sure his loved ones are safe, even if it means rocky desicions and bad consequences.

* Physical affection: Private and behind closed doors. Acts of love do not come naturally to him due to his reserved nature. Despite that, he would move gently with soft touches like holding and caressing your hands showing emotional assurance. He’s very protective often shoving you behind him in a moment of danger shielding you from any harm. Affectionate glances, those eyes say more than you think.

* Emotional affection: Completing small tasks and missions to serve and protect is his best way of showing love since rather than verbal, Jotaro demonstrates his love through practical actions and acts of service.

[chrollohearttags]

once again CONGRATS ON THE 4K BAYBEEE!! lemme give you sumnnnn

character name: jotaro kujo

song you want the fic to be based from: Plastic off the sofa — beyonce

full fic or drabble?: drabble

smut, fluff, angst?: smut! why naawwt!

thank you so much, sweetness!!! ask and you shall receive 🤍 also, I’m in love with this song and this man!

cw: sensual sex, marking, sub (ish) Jotaro, hand holding, some other tings and just cute fluff/smut

love is a beautiful thing…considered the greatest wonder in the world by some. It can invoke powerful emotions from even the most stoic of people. jotaro kujo was no exception. his love; with all its impurities and flaws was still perfect with no wrong doings in your eyes. Much like a star, he shined the brightest when lie underneath your light. Hence why he felt so dimmed and glum when you’d depart from his arms and..his bed. “Leaving so soon? Can’t you stay with me a little while longer?” The normally brutish, hard pressed man becoming surprisingly vulnerable. A certain vulnerability that was invisible to the rest of the world as he wasn’t much for showing the softer shades of himself. Swaddled in his crinkled sheets after a steamy session of beautiful love making, it was apparent he was set on round two..tugging you back down to the mattress with your nude bodies meshing as one. The answer to his question was all but an inevitable one because how could you ever part from the man who made you feel complete? The ones who’s hands roamed your delicate, dark skin with the gentlest touch..who claimed dominion of your body with his soft lips and laps of his large tongue trailing your neck to your navel? You wanted to stay forever; allow him to get lost in it and never be found. So as long as he was with you, he’d never have to be anything other than himself. No need to uphold any expectations, maintain any facades or wear any proverbial masks. You wanted his dirty, his raw..unfiltered and unapologetic; in every way possible. Especially when he parted your legs once more, pinning them to either side underneath the veil of the white linen and positioned himself between them. Glaring down at you ever so sweetly, wide smile plastered across his handsome features as your smaller hand brushed the side of his cheek and placed a peck to his pouty lips. His gaze locked into your own.. “..god, I can’t get enough of you.”

admitting so freely without worry or judgement lingering on his mind. “I love you, Jo..” the words resonating through his ear whilst you tugged him towards you..holding his body close by the nape of his neck; palm coiled to it as he buried his face into the crook of yours. Delving deep into your core with the most careful of strokes. You could feel his every sentiment seeping into your center..the way he made sweet, passionate love to you like each time was his last. He didn’t care how he sounded, what noises erupted from his throat or what he appeared like in that moment. All he wanted was to keep you moaning his name..clawing those pretty nails into his skin while he sank his throbbing cock further into that mix. “Don’t stop..please..” exhaling in a lustful plea that reached his head in more ways than one because he had no intention of doing so. Instead, he’d implore you to clutch your fingers together and hold hands as you rode that wave of ecstasy together. He was so helpless; pathetically crying out for you to keep meeting him halfway and melt into his grasp. Wanting to feed you kisses the same as his tip had done to your cervix repeatedly. Each time invoking a louder wail from him. No one else would ever dream of making him this weak but that was the effect you cast over him. Forever under your spell and free to act on every desire and thought that crossed his mind. And with his beloved by his side..or underneath him, nothing was impossible.

[a-stars-art-blog]

I’ve been having thoughts. Completely Normal and not emotionally unstable thoughts.

I DEMAND more Joseph seeing/treating Kakyoin as a 2nd grandson content ITS TOO CUTE

[rougepancake]

Just My Type

FT. Jonathan Joestar, Joseph Joestar, Jotaro Kujo, Josuke Higashikata, & Giorno Giovanna

WARNINGS: Sexually explicit content under cut. Minors and ageless blogs dni. Fem!Reader. Stalking, panty stealing, inappropriate use of stands, pervy jojos, masturbation, accurate to their individual timelines. Don Giorno and Cop Josuke. NOT PROOFREAD!!

SUMMARY: Perv headcanons for the JoJo’s up through part five. Might make one for the JoBros-

JONATHAN JOESTAR

Out of all of them, he feels the most guilt

He’s a gentleman, after all

First it starts out with him eyeing your body, taking subtle peeks throughout the day

It then escalates to him brushing against you gently, and it kills him

There’s not much he can do outside of watching you and getting off to you before bed

SPEAKING OF THAT-

He humps his pillow

God he’s so desperate and needy too

Especially when you have no idea. For whatever reason, it makes his heart swell

But he feels so bad about it. What if you ever found out? What would you do? Do you feel the same way about him??

Once saw you riding your horse and was genuinely never the same after that

There was something about how determined you looked, with that wistful look in your eyes that just turned him on

He’s so down bad that he asked Dio for advice

“Get her drunk and convince her to stay. She’s stupid enough anyways.” “Grope her… duh…”

Dio does NOT give two shits about wether not his advice is legal

However, Jonathan follows through with the alcohol one

It’s his only chance to get close to you outside of studying alongside you

And to his surprise, you come over and share some wine with him

Thankfully, you wind up getting tipsy first, which gives him the chance to make his move

“Ah, y/n. It’s not safe for you to travel back to your estate in such a condition. Allow me to provide you with somewhere to spend the night.”

He lets you stay in his bed, and even convinces you to wear his clothes to bed

Snuck into the room while you were asleep and just watched you

Oh how he wanted to touch you, to feel you, but he couldn’t. It felt like he couldn’t do anything about his feelings for you and it bothered him so

Also practically ruined his clothes once he got them back. (Listen man sometimes it’s hard to get cum stains out-)

Dio never lets him hear the end of it and proceeds to give him shitty advice

JOSEPH JOESTAR

I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again- this man is a WHORE‼️

He has no shame whatsoever and refuses to keep his feelings for you a secret

In fact, you can barely tell if he’s kidding or not when he hits on you

He steals your clothing

Shirts? Gone. Bras? Never to be seen again. Panties? Oh he’ll steal them, ruin them, and then slip them back into your dresser when he’s over

He loves the idea of getting away with it, and it turns him on to know that you’re just as clueless as ever

Slips pictures of himself into your house, leaving them on the counter to make you think of him

Honestly thinks he’s so smooth (Caesar thinks he’s fucking weird)

Has no problem with smacking your ass out of the blue

Also really likes to pick you up and bury his face in your chest

Has collected various photos of you and gets off to them almost every night

Like it’s just a pic of you smiling and he’s hard as hell

While Jonathan whimpers and begs, Joseph moans and mutters

On the loudness scale he’s about 13/10

He does not give a flying FUCK about who hears him

Talks dirty while he fucks his hand, closing his eyes to picture your beautiful face between his legs, smiling up at him

Yeah he likes to take sneak peeks of you in the bath, so what?!

Does all of this with the mentality of “she’ll be mine eventually, so I’m entitled to a head start-“

JOTARO KUJO

Feels a little guilty about it at first, but never feels that way ever again once he gets ahold of a Polaroid of you in a bikini

Carries that shit around with him EVERYWHERE

He has also collected various photos of you, and has a mini photo album that’s dedicated to pictures of you smiling

Sorry but I think he’s into dacryphilia

Sure he loves to see you happy and enjoying yourself, but he just thinks you look so pretty when you cry

He fucking loves it when you come to him in tears, taking it as his chance to wrap his arm around you and bring you in closer to him

He constantly tells you that you’re annoying, but would smash you in a heartbeat

Enemies to lovers bs but he’s in love with you from the start

He prefers to steal your bras over anything else (he seriously has a thing for tits-) and DOES NOT give them back until they stop smelling like you

He also (occasionally) steals your shirts and replaces them with his own. The idea of you walking around in one of his shirts when it’s too big for you really gets him going

Loves to take you out for drinks and then escort you back home

Even better if you’re a lightweight

It gives him a reason to carry you back to your place and tuck you in bed

Once found your ‘special drawer’ while snooping around and fucking stole your vibrator

Granted, he bought you a much better one and snuck it into your drawer, but you were pissed when you noticed it’s absence

He has, and will continue to, use Star Platinum/The World to stop time and get his hands on you

Even if it’s just for a few seconds, he’ll be thinking about it all day

Oh god and Star Platinum loves you too

Grabs and holds you. 10/10 cuddler, even if Jotaro is incredibly embarrassed

You’ve always just seen it as ‘Jotaro’s lonely side’ and nothing more, so you don’t tell off Star

Star has been known to sneak away from Jotaro just to hang out with you

If you and Joot ever end up sharing a hotel room together for any reason, Star will hump you in your sleep

Now, Jotaro lets out low grunts and moans, but is typically quiet when getting off. STAR PLATINUM???? Fucking whimpers and whines like there’s no tomorrow

This man is hanging on by a thread

JOSUKE HIGASHIKATA

Man

On the guilt scale, he’s second place for sure

Feels HORRIBLE

But is also like his dad with the “yolo” mentality

Steals your shirts and shorts, sleeps in them (even if they’re too small), and refuses to give them back

Like your clothes just keep vanishing and you’re like ???

Has used Crazy Diamond to sneak into your place and has no real intentions of stopping

Has a shit ton of photos of you sleeping hidden away in his room

Really just wants to hear you call him a good boy

When he’s needy, he is NEEDY. Humps his pillow, whimpers, whines, the whole ass package

His hand just isn’t enough for him anymore

Unlike his father, he’s not brave enough to get close to you or touch you. My guy can’t even hug you without turning a bright shade of red

Oh and if you come over to play games with him, he’s a total goner

Absolute mess of a man

Can’t do shit without being embarrassed, so he’s a lot less weird than the others

But by god what he would give to hear you call him a good boy

It’s like his one dream

Rohan once used Heaven’s Door on him to get more dirt on him and has (some) no regrets. Will never let Josuke hear the end of it.

“Ohoho you like y/n? Josuke you good for nothing pervert. Give the woman a break.”

Prays that one day you’ll be in trouble and he’ll be the officer sent out to save you

GIORNO GIOVANNA

He’s one second away from going full blown yandere

You can’t change my mind

He’s got everything he needs at his fingertips, and could easily take you away without having to lift a finger

Openly flirts with you, but treats you with such respect that you can’t tell if he’s just being nice or not

Also spoils you

Buys you anything he’s ever seen you take interest in

Even if you don’t really want it, it WILL show up at your door eventually

Makes sure to sign his gifts to you so you don’t forget who it is that’s spoiling you like this

Kisses your hand and cheeks in a way that he claims is platonic

Loves it when you trust him enough that you can come to him for anything. Gossip? Do tell. Something bothering you? Just let him know and he’ll have it all sorted out in no time

I shit you not he makes you sit on his lap while you tell him about your day

You think it’s because the two of you are such good friends, but he actually just loves the sight of you pressed against him

His voice gets higher pitched when he gets off, and he begs a version of you that doesn’t exist to let him cum, pleading with you over and over

Eventually, he’ll start to feel bad about it, but he’d much rather live in the moment

[happyshippingnoises]

The stardust crusaders reactions to dating you (gender neutral)

Also a nice hint that I also do oc/selfinsert ship content... hint hint

[spinningstraw]

I hc that Joseph, Kakyoin, and Polnareff came up with “End of the World” as a way to pass the time/annoy the shit out of Jotaro

Incidentally, Star loves it.

[sha-n-dowbannedlol]

Jotaro Kujo — kakyoin's amusement

cw: nothing rlly, jotaro kujo is bad at feelings tag

an: inspired by that tiktok audio of when he sees me lol

Always being on the move with barely any breaks and with enemies at every turn has left Kakyoin with little to no entertainment. Of course, he doesn't mind, even if he's already starting to miss his NES.

Fortunately for the red-head teenager, it seems that the Gods have heard his prayers and have blessed him with a new source of entertainment, exclusive front-row seats that only he is the audience of, said entertainment being the hidden feelings between you and Jotaro.

Well, it's not really hidden—you're both aware of your feelings, just not each other's. And being the only other teenager left, the two of you ran to Kakyoin to rant about your feelings. 

And just the admissions alone was already absolutely amusing.

You were the first to admit your feelings. 

It was still early on the journey, and Kakyoin was tasked to retrieve tickets with Jotaro, but he found that the teen had already gone on without him. Shrugging it off, Kakyoin opted to enjoy his stay and make the most of the hotel amenities instead. 

He found himself in the pool area, and much to his surprise, he caught you in one of the beach chairs on the poolside. Feeling his eyes on you, you wave him over, and he approaches you to sit on the beach chair adjacent to yours. 

It was quiet, and Kakyoin racked his brain for anything to say. Eventually, he opens up the conversation with one of the obscure facts he knows off the top of his head. 

Thankfully, you responded in kind, and the conversation flowed easily from there. Your conversation bounced from one thing to another before eventually, the both of you settled in comfortable silence while laying back on your respective beach chairs. 

It was a bit sudden for Kakyoin, but he'd be lying if he said he was surprised when you suddenly admitted it. 

"I think I like him...." You spoke, suddenly breaking the silence between you and the red-headed teen. Kakyoin glances at you, and he can see you feeling a bit embarrassed to say it out loud. 

"Hm..." Kakyoin hums in response before adding with a noticeable teasing lilt in his voice. "Who? Polnareff?"

"Yes, of course. Because I want a grown man." You respond sarcastically, rolling your eyes as you look at him, watching his lips turn up to an amused smirk. "I'm talking about Mr. Joestar, obviously."

"Right, my mistake." Kakyoin matched your energy, the both of you sharing a chuckle, before he turns to look at you, meeting your gaze. 

"So, Jotaro, huh?" 

Kakyoin's smirk widens at the sudden smitten look on your face just from the mention of the name, and he's 99% positive that you don't even realize it. 

"Yeah..." You sigh, one that reminds him of a hopeless romantic protagonist of romcoms he's seen his parents watch before. "I mean, can you blame me? Going through all these troubles just for his mom? How he jumped to save that kid without hesitation? And that face of his isn't helping."

"Honestly? I can't say I'm surprised." Kakyoin responds to your small rant, his voice soft and comforting. He sees your lips part, looking at him in slight panic, and he cuts you off before you can even speak. 

"Don't worry, your secret is safe with me."

"Thanks, Kakyoin."

"Mhm. Thank you for trusting me with this."

On the other hand, it took Jotaro quite a while before he admitted it—both to himself and to his friend. 

After a long day of fighting the menace that was Steely Dan and a long day of traveling, they ended up in another hotel. As usual, Jotaro and Kakyoin ended up sharing a room, and you ended up getting separated from them with your very own room. 

It was a really long day for both teenagers; both were drained and worn out, with Kakyoin mentally exhausted from exerting the effort to manifest his stand in a much smaller form and Jotaro both mentally and physically drained after all the beating he took earlier in the day. 

"I should've beaten him up more." Jotaro groans from his bed, making Kakyoin turn to look at him, a brow raised. 

"Steely Dan? You ended up hating him that much?" Kakyoin responds before leaning on his elbows, still lying on the bed. "How bad are the things he did to you when we left you with him?"

"That's not the issue. I've already made him pay for what he did to me." Jotaro responds, before shooting up from his bed, removing his hat, and placing it on the shared nightstand between their beds, running a hand through his hair. 

"But...." Jotaro trails off, and Kakyoin sits up on his bed as well, raising his brow even more. 

Jotaro grumbled something under his breath, and Kakyoin could swear he heard your name amongst the words the other teen grumbled. 

Kakyoin repeats your name, and Jotaro faces Kakyoin, his gaze hardened. 

"What about them?" Kakyoin asks curiously. 

"I can't easily forgive him for the shit he did to them."

Kakyoin is quite surprised by his words and how genuine they sound. His gaze darts to his friend's face, his scowl deeper than usual, a vein almost popping on his temple. Jotaro's exhaustion must be making him slip his composure, his emotions taking hold of his exhausted mind. 

"What did he do?" 

"He grabbed them. Right. in front. of. me." Jotaro scowls, his jaw clenched tightly. "Grabbed onto their arm so tightly like they were his."

Kakyoin blinks at that, his eyes widening slightly. No.. that expression on Jotaro's face.. it wasn't annoyance. Not completely...

"Held their chin to make them look at him. His face was so damn close to theirs, I would've punched him right then and there if it wasn't for the old man."

Definitely not annoyance. It's jealousy.

"I could feel Star Platinum just about ready to make him regret being born, and I had to actively hold him back." Jotaro finishes his mini-rant with a deep, annoyed sigh, his eyes darting over to look at Kakyoin. 

It was Jotaro's turn to look confused at the amused grin on Kakyoin's face, a knowing look in his lavender gaze, making Jotaro's brows scrunch in confusion as he looks at his friend. 

"The hell are you smiling about?" Jotaro asks bluntly with a deep scowl, "Didn't you hear a thing I just said?"

"I think you're the one who didn't hear what you just said, Jotaro." Kakyoin responds amusedly, his grin not faltering even under the scrutinizing gaze of Jotaro Kujo. 

"What are you blabbering about?"

"Think back to your words, Jotaro. You're not stupid."

Jotaro paused for a while, running a hand through his already messy hair at his friend's cryptic behavior. He was already exhausted and pissed off; he didn't need any more of Kakyoin's bullshit—still, curiously, Jotaro did as he was asked. 

Kakyoin's amused smile slowly widens along with Jotaro's eyes slowly widening in realization as he plays his own words back in his mind. His surprised gaze turned to look at Kakyoin. 

"Are you suggesting....?" Jotaro trails off with a hiss. "Fuck off."

"I'm not even saying anything."

"Don't think about it. I'd rather eat my socks."

"Oh?"

"Don't look at me like—" Jotaro sighs. "It's not like that,"

"But it is," Kakyoin insists with a raised brow and a smirk, "Isn't it?"

Jotaro didn't even respond this time, looking away from his friend's teasing gaze as his own landed on his bed sheets. Kakyoin could see the dust of pink on the other teen's cheeks the more he remained silent, and that was already enough of a response to him. 

"God fucking damnit." Jotaro curses under his breath at the realization, letting out a deep sigh as he glares at his sheets. Kakyoin remained silent as he let Jotaro think about his newfound feelings. 

Eventually, Jotaro turns his head to look at Kakyoin, the usual calm, cold, neutral look on his face as his ocean gaze stares through his lavender ones. 

"Turn away for a bit." Was all Jotaro said. Confused, Kakyoin did as he was told, turning his back to Jotaro and looking at the wall beside his bed. 

Suddenly, Kakyoin jumps slightly in surprise. 

Jotaro is screaming.

It's muffled, probably by his pillows and his sheets, and it probably wasn't loud enough to be heard outside their room, but loud enough to surprise Kakyoin.

It didn't take long before he heard a deep breath and then silence.

"Good night," Jotaro spoke nonchalantly, and Kakyoin swiftly turned, but Jotaro was already on his side, back turned towards the red-head who was only blinking at him in a mix of amusement and surprise. 

"Also, don't tell anyone about this."

"Aye, aye, captain."

[shineonyoucrazyyandere]

Could I just like make a request about the jojos having a darling who does literally everything to stay away. Like they come up with the dumbest excuses or do dumb stuff just to stay away

woot woot, this’ll be my first thing with Jodio hopefully I can write him correctly before doing headcanons. Sort of more of a reaction thingy but hope it satisfies, since I’m trying to get back into a groove of things.

Jonathan

His heart flutters hearing you stumble on excuses, he can tell you’re lying but he doesn’t mention this. Though he finds it in your best interest to have someone looking out for you, in the end. Whatever little thing you busy yourself with, he finds a way to come around. Sometimes it just happens to align with his father’s request to fetch something. Just maybe he twists things around to something you like, even if it only keeps you around for a few extra seconds.

Joseph

The biggest trickster there is, it’s near impossible to try and get out of anything with Joseph. “Mmm, you already used that one” He gives you a quick wink. He knows where you hang out mostly, and can easily tell if you’re not the “ruffian” type. If you’re a bit snarky yourself, he does his best to make you slip up. Or if he’s really determined waste enough time that you don’t have to bother with that other “task” you had to do.

Jotaro

Blunt. To put it lightly, Yare Yare leaves his lips as soon as you stumble through an excuse. He knows how efficiently you may or may not get things done. Anything you’re usually not fond of makes him raise an eyebrow (immediate suspicion if it’s possibly just to impress some other person). It almost feels like an interrogation when he asks the sudden interest in whatever you spilled out. Forget trying to do anything dumb, fib or otherwise he’s not letting you do it. Even if you do manage to slip off and go out on your own, Jotaro is around somewhere.

Josuke

Similar to Joseph he’s pretty on top of silly excuses, because he’s probably made up a thing or two himself. The best course of action for him is making up an excuse himself to get into whatever you made up on the fly. If you ask, he tells you he doesn’t know what you’re talking about. Even if it’s obvious he’s lying to you, he makes it nigh impossible to leave “hey that’s what you said you were doing”.

Giorno

He definitely knows the ins and outs about you, so lying won’t likely get you very far. Besides every little excuse you do make, he seems to always have a counter for. It’s almost freaky, if you don’t know how much Giorno negotiates. Though there’s times he let’s you go on the basis of a flimsy lie. Rest assured though something goes missing and it always leads back to him. Anything out of the ordinary for you is promptly taken care of, “That’s a rather interesting way to try to keep away from me” He’d tell you in a friendly tone.

Jolyne

Like her father she can be pretty blunt herself, even insists it’s not a great idea to stray too far. The little excuses you make are intriguing to her, but she counters with her own plans. Sometimes she’ll get you lipstick and see if you’ll wear it out later, depending on what you told her you were supposedly doing that day. Little runarounds with you keep her on her toes making sure you don’t run off. Simple things like getting you to spend extra time with her, with her own little excuses. Eventually there might be a time your handcuffed to her bed, for a day or two. “Don’t you ever get tired of making up stuff? It’d just be easier being here with me you know, I’ve got your back”

Johnny

He’s rather scary when you make up something on the fly to avoid him. His blue eyes bore into your soul, unless he uses spin there’s usually nothing much he can do. As he improves however, the space between the two of you slowly shrinks. Johnny makes it certain one way or another your attention is drawn back to himself. He notes everything you do, so if you don’t “have” something he either has an extra or absolutely knows you have an item. Similar likely happens with your horses habits. If he’s determined he manages to pin you under him. He merely mumbles “Stay” at a little too close for comfort distance.

Josuke (Part 8)

He’s curious at some of the excuses you make here and there. Or hearing about things you’d usually wouldn’t do. He’s not dumb obviously, so he asks if there’s a reason you’re avoiding him. The possible roundabout answers you give, don’t really satisfy. It is cute you’re nervous about it though. He may just simply ignore some of the things you tell him to try and keep your distance. Josuke wants to see you anyway, if he can’t he might try and call just to test if you’re at a certain place. “There’s nothing that can convince me to keep away” He’d tell you at one point or another.

Jodio

“Li~ar, liar~” At least this is what happens when you come up with something on the fly. Admittedly he’s busy with trying to get rich, but since he likes you on a level enough to significantly care. The things you tell him don’t quite match up. It’s not really hard to tell you’re avoiding him, he might even put that out bluntly. He’ll show up randomly when you least expect it, he might swipe something from a friend or delay a meetup somehow. “I don’t really care about whoever else you hang out with ya’ kno~w, it only should be a me and you thing”.

“Just don’t get used to thinking you can avoid me all the time”

[byakuyacoochie]

Miscalculations - Stardust Crusaders x Reader

Request - SDC text chat w/the Crusaders fighting/bickering over who gets to braid y/n's hair? Or maybe sleeping arrangements?

A/n - Please accept this as an apology for my lack of posting...it's very rushed but I hope yous will enjoy anyway.

[perpetualperpetratory]

f/o imagine for people with rude ass f/o's

imagine your son of a bitch f/o barged into your room and took up all the space on your bed because you're not using it right now, imagine they didn't take off their fucking shoes or maybe they did because they do have a lick of respect but imagine they didn't take off their fucking shoes and proceeded to sleep so soundly and shamelessly afterwards. now imagine smacking them (not too hard dont actually hurt them) for that disgraceful display of ignorance and then joining them on the bed anyways.

your f/o is wonderful arent they. they're the best.

[lemmetreatya]

Hey Hey Hey! I guess that I have a simple request of FWB!Jotaro having passionate sex with his best friend in his lil twin size, college bed during a loud thunder storm and he like ends up confessing to her when he's a couple strokes in cause he's gazing at her while she rides him in all her ebony beauty and he's just like "Damn, I love this girl."

istg every time you send me a request its so fucking jewcy and really just gets my head drumming 😩😩 im sorry, i just really had to self indulge with this

stay (so i have you with me) — Jotaro x black!fem reader

Word count: 3k+

Content: afab!reader, fwb, smut, size kink, cowgirl, riding, vaginal smut, motorboating, nipple play, passionate sex, sex with feelings, breeding kink, babytrapping

Like clockwork, Jotaros pulling you into his embrace whilst already sitting up on top of his bed, and with swiftness, your bag is dropping to the ground as you slink down to join him.

Instantly you guide your legs over his thighs so that you could sit prettily within his lap. The first thing Jotaro does is lean forward to capture your lips in his.

He’s no stranger to your warm press — you yourself weren’t any less familiar to the mould of his mouth, but there’s a bit of resistance to his beckon on your end.

“I told you,” You mumble between kisses. “I’m just here to give your USB back…then I’m dipping.”

You make no effort to retreat, especially not with how Jotaro’s hands have already found themselves up the inside of your baggy tshirt that he’s pretty sure is his. Either way, he doesn’t care, as he’s already tugging the material off the top of your head.

“It’s raining.”

Jotaro grumbles, as if that’s any better explanation for you to ditch your prior intentions, but he believes it’s good enough reason, good enough excuse, to get you to reconsider.

“So?”

You sultrily say as you automatically begin to grind against his crotch. You don’t fail to acknowledge the new chill that dresses over your shoulders at the progression of no top covering your chest.

Jotaro makes a gruff noise.

You’re more than aware that irritating his already restricted cock through his trousers was what sets him off the most. For someone who was adamant they need not stay, you seemed more than willing to fire him up past the threshold of no return. But Jotaro doesn’t need to say anything, or reprimand you for intending the opposite of what your words were saying, because he knows your games.

It’s not like you play hard to get but it’s evident that you never allow him in easily.

Still, Jotaro plays along.

He’s come to realise that he doesn’t mind playing your games because you always ensure that you both end up winners.

“So stay.” His teeth nip against the hollow concave between your breasts.

You take a deep inhale at his initiative, your hands coming round Jotaro’s nape so that you could guide his head deeper into your chest.

“Okay.”

You softly reply, your verbal confirmation hinting that your mind was made up. But Jotaro knows your mind was made the moment you knocked on his door.

Before long, the both of you were stripped down to the mere mesh of warm exposed skin.

Undressing wasn’t easy but when was it ever? Jotaro’s raggedy twin size was way too small to fit the both of you let alone just him. He really should invest in a bigger bed, you occasionally tell him — one more suited to his height — but he says he doesn’t mind if his feet have to dangle over the edge a bit.

Still, it’s never been a hindrance for the two of you. It proves, seeing as you easily found yourself hovering over Jotaro’s tall standing dick, one of your hands guiding him towards the honeyed folds of your entrance whilst the other sturdied itself on the headboard besides his head.

God, he could never get tired of seeing you like this.

Jotaro’s ocean teal eyes glass over the silhouette of your body, drinking in as much as he could see. It wasn’t dark per se but the thundering storm outside didn’t help with the leverage for vision.

But Jotaro thinks to himself that it didn’t matter if the sun never granted him light to see you ever again. He’s sure that he’d still remember every curve and delicious shade to your darkened skin, your elysian form burned achingly on the insides of his eyelids and within the deep crevices of his mind.

Of course, Jotaro was just being dramatic; He really could just turn the lights on at any time, but Jotaro also guesses it was okay to be dramatic about you. You were worth being dramatic about.

“Fuuuuuck…”

Your soft curse pierces through the room as you finally lower yourself down onto the man’s cock. If you didn’t know any better, you’d think the lightning that crashed from outside his room had struck the both of you at the same time, causing electricity to strike through your bodies.

Jotaro didn’t didn’t mean to, but because of the shivering warmth of you around his cock, he accidentally bumped his head back too far and hit it against the headboard.

With an airy laugh, you endearingly caress the back of Jotaro’s head with one of your hands.

“You okay?”

Jotaro grunts in reply, his head keening forward in pain but all you do is soothingly rub at the tender spot. Even whilst trying to handle the colossal stretch of his girth, you still had concern for his wellbeing. Jotaro hates that he feels his heart (and cock) twitch at the sentiment.

“Just…move.” He dismisses as his hips are already in motion to buck upwards into you.

You try to steady yourself by pressing a hand to his bare chest, your laughter still radiant as you notice the signs of his eager embarrassment, but you try and adjust to his request. You continue to mould yourself down onto his shaft, his tip feeling every ridge of your ribbed canal.

”Easy, big boy.” You breath. “Just gimme a sec to adjust, alright? You’re not exactly the smallest in size.”

Jotaro didn’t voice it but you knew he had heard you. You could also tell that your implicit comments were going to his head — It was evident in the way he poked his tongue out of his mouth to wet his lips and the affirming grip his fingers buried into your flesh.

Now fully sat on top of his dick, you felt your stomach and walls concave inwards, as if wanting to create a second skin around him. Jotaro leaned his head back again. This time, more carefully, but he did so in order to be able to watch your face more diligently.

He’s not sure why, but he found himself entranced by the workings of your features. The soft curve of your nose, the way your eyelashes just about fluttered over your ebony cheeks or even how plump your now smudged glossed lips looked. As if nature was on his side for once, lightning struck again and the flash of light allowed Jotaro to catch a shadowed glimpse of your face above him and god, was he mesmerised.

Even whilst only temporarily cockwarming, your features were screwed as they already showed signs of being too fucked out to function.

The laboured breathing between the both of you mingled against one another but you were suddenly feeling a wisp of self consciousness at how fiercely the man’s eyes were peering at you. To save face, you dipped your forehead against Jotaro’s.

“Aite.” You whisper into his mouth but more to yourself.

It was obvious you were still preparing yourself to ride him. Even after all this time, his size would never be something you could easily adjust to and so in all his understanding mercy, Jotaro offers his support by running his thumbs over the skin of your stomach.

Weirdly, the reassuring gesture worked.

Rolling your lips inwards, you slowly lift yourself up quarter way off of Jotaro’s dick to then sink back down. At just that, the both of you let out the most desperate of moans.

Jotaro can’t help momentarily close his eyes, the pure sensation of a cunt wrapped around his cock would never get old but there’s just something about you, yours, that sent him reeling. How you felt so supple under him; your peppery whimpers only his to hear. Jotaro doesn’t think he's a possessive man; what wasn’t for him, wasn’t for him. If it was, then it’d find a way back.

But then when it comes to you, Jotaro finds that he’s jumping hoops just so the same principle doesn’t apply.

It doesn’t matter if you were meant for him or not, Jotaro needed you to be for him. He hates himself even worse now because he catches himself thinking that if anyone else was to have you, he’d probably feel heartbreak. But how could he feel heartbreak over someone that wasn’t his?

You only made little spouts of forward movement, the position not entirely the best for maximum speed, but the way you laid one hand back to the side of your tail bone so that you could move your hips more made the black haired man groan. Jotaro reached his own hands down but towards your ass — splaying open the meat of your hind to help give you more of a stretch, to help you take his fat cock.

And gosh, did that help.

You swivelled your hips forwards in a slow gyration. You didn’t even move upwards but rather you kept all of Jotaro inside of you as you grinded on him back and forth.

With a low moan, Jotaro met your stroke quota, his hips passionately grinding up into you as his eyes shot open.

“Fuck. Fuck, I love you.” He mumbled down towards where the both of your sexes met.

It’s only as the words left his mouth that Jotaro realised what he had said.

He felt your pussy clench over him at them and in retrospect, he regretted that he had imposed such a heavy statement onto you. But alas, as understanding as ever, you made the situation light hearted.

With a laugh humbled by his large girth, you hautily grinned down at the man.

“Pussy drunk already, huh?”

“Shut up.”

Jotaro’s face is screwed in annoyance but he reaches forwards to take a swipe at your clit. Instantly your jestering words are caught within the back of your throat and suddenly Jotaro has a sick smile on his face.

Taking that as a reigns for control, Jotaro plants his feet onto the mattress and his knees at 45 degrees. With one hand still grappling at your ass, Jotaro uses it to help lift you up and down over his cock. You take the aid with ease, using the leverage to lean forwards and simultaneously twerk over his dick every time you come into landing.

This helps a lot with pace and so once you’ve adjusted to his sizing, you both speed up the sex, the action becoming more robust and raunchier than before.

“Shit, I really wanna cum on this dick today.” You mumble.

You slightly lean backwards so that you can look down at Jotaro, his lusted out expression making his handsome face even more delectable. If you had time, you definitely wanted to ride it.

“Just wanna cream your dick up. Wet it with this gush ‘n’ make it all dirty so I can… fuck, so I can lick it clean for you.”

Jotaro lets out a grumbled huff through his nose. His concentration was focused on bopping your cunt over his cock but he was listening, you know he was, because the way he was gripping your ass cheeks was with deterministic attitude of a man in agreeal.

Still, you wanted to hear the word from the mouth of the bull itself.

“You gon’ let me do that? Gon let me make a mess on you then clean it up?”

Jotaro makes another grunt of a sound, his attention briefly unhad but not for long as he takes the time to glance up at you.

“Do what you want.”

With a fresh new wave of wanton, you dance up and down onto the man’s slick dick. Your concentration was so fierce, the black haired man thought you’d scream at him. But alas, your voice cooed only the sweetest commands — his proof of ownership.

“Yeah, take this pussy, baby. It’s all yours. Use it like a personal fleshlight if you have to, fuck. Just use it.” You almost sob.

Jotaro loves how dirty you speak to him, how your rumbustious attitude riles him up. If anything, he loves watching the two of you fuck even better — the contrast of your beautiful brown to his cream tan; it’s ilicit and works more than too well together. It’s addicting, it’s sexy.

But despite having you keen over his fat cock, Jotaro wants more of you.

The man bends his head forward, mouth lax as he makes several attempts to latch his warm mouth around your bouncing nipple. He succeeds on the third go but once he’s there, it makes all the difference.

A new type of glorification leaves your mouth at the raw feeling of Jotaro swirling his wet tongue around your now perky nub. He suckles and bites — but never too hard — always just enough to send electrifying strikes throughout your synapses.

“Fuck, Jojo.” You whisper, the heat buried within the pits of your stomach brewing by the second.

At the mention of his nickname, Jotaro looks up at you with furrowed eyebrows and darkened eyes. You know he doesn’t like it, but he refuses to unlatch himself from your breasts to complain and so he looks anything but intimidating.

Still, it makes him look all the hotter. Like an angry yet domesticated canine trying it’s best to establish dominion. He wanted power but he was too conditioned to your heed; he’d eat anything from the palm of your hand.

“Ouuuuh, yes, yes, yes, yes. Shiiiiit, Jojo right there. Yes, right there. Right there, baby, right there.”

Jotaro briefly glances down to see how there’s already a frothy ring of cream around the base of his dick. You were always so juicy and excessively wet when it came to him. If anything, he wonders whether you were ever this messy for anyone else?

He wouldn’t admit it, but he absolutely hates thinking about someone else having you.

You’re already whimpering in his ears despite having just got here and still using the name he so called ‘hates’, but Jotaro can’t even get himself to feel angry at you. Not when he thinks about just how much he wants you.

“Ouh, fuck, Jojo. I’m so close.” You drone.

He moans back but his voice is grumbly, despite how deep he’s still fucking into you. Another flash of lightning outside contours the shape of your body and reminds the man that he’s particularly fond of you — more so than other people.

“You’re so di-disobedient sometimes.” He ponders against your breast.

And Jotaro suddenly realises that he wants to keep you closer than just an occasional cockwarmer despite your mischievous strides.

Your head was dipped, belly caving and pussy walls clenched — no recollection of the words Jotato was muttering at you. Although none of it mattered as feelings of ecstasy started to race up your spine and branch out to your limbs and the orgasm that you knew was coming couldn’t be delayed any longer.

You needed to get him out.

“Jota…Jo’daro… I said I’m close.”

“I know.”

The man however kept on pounding into you, the sound of his balls slapping viciously against his ass and your sexes slightly out of sync.

A small whimper leaves your throat at Jotaro’s lack of recognition.

“I-i-i-it means pull out—”

“I know.” Jotaro growls at you.

Your cries become more exuberant as Jotaro doesn’t relent or let up. He continues fucking up into you, the tightening of his balls indicating his own impending orgasm but he doesn’t voice it.

He has no need to, especially not with the hidden corrupt intentions he had for you.

“I need to have you…for myself. I can’t let anyone else…have you or brand you…spoil you.”

Jotaro lifts his head up to kiss just underneath your chin but he doesn’t land them because as he’s nearing his limit, his physical control is faltering too — especially because he’s so excited for the gift he has for you.

“I’ll give you…fuck, fuck, I’ll give you my seed. Then no one else…no one else can even think of touching m-my property. My family.”

It’s too hazy, too exhilarating to comprehend what Jotaro’s telling you but you know it’s something possessive. Something that is an attempt to solidify your place in his life.

Your moans become more feathered, heightened in pitch as you end up stilling your pussy in a tight clench and then rutting yourself to completion over the man’s cock. A crazy warm warmth spreads all over your body, mouth lax as you keen forward in eye rolling orgasm.

As your body jolts in sporadic washes of post-orgasmic waves, the black haired man’s eyes almost pop with how possessive your clenching pussy walls keep him connected to you.

That was pretty much all Jotaro needed before he himself was stilling inside of you, hips flushed to your ass as he firmly pumped his hot cum straight into your womb — no denial that it would conjure with your eggs and form a sign of marriage between you both.

As the two of you came down from your high, the settling feeling of what Jotaro had enforced on you went about unsaid.

You didn’t even decide to unlatch yourself from Jotaro’s cock. You think maybe if you let him think long enough about what he did, he’d unplug himself from your painted canals, begrudgingly get up and chuck on a pair of joggers and his black anorak as he mumbled something about ‘being back in five’ as he goes to retrieve you ‘an alphabet plan’ from the convenience opposite the road.

But he doesn’t.

Instead, all he does is soothingly rub a hand up and down the expanse of your back as he coerces you into a litter of slow and sensual kisses, his cock occasionally hiccuping inside of you.

And you comply because you believe Jotaro, more than anyone, knows what he’s done.

This was your best friend you were talking about. If this was what he wanted, then who were you to deny him? Sure, it might have complicated a few things but you’d deal with that crossroad when need be.

If anything, the rain outside reminded you that really, you could be anywhere else, but instead you had chosen to be right there and then within a special friend’s particularly warm and filling embrace.

[jojostylesposts]

Yoshikage Kira hcs ≽^•༚• ྀི≼

- well obvious hand obsession?!

- Manicures are a 100% on him. He will treat you like a princess to mantain those gorgeous hands of yours fresh and soft 24/7

- From expensive creams to spas

- Rings rings rings

- Expect lots of rings as gifts

- Expensive rings and expesive bracelets but those wont be the only things wrapped around your tiny little hands…just saying

- Would deff choose your nail color since he likes basic pearly glazed nails… his personal preference

- He imagines those hands of yours, soft long silky fingers wrapped around his…

- You would be in his head while he’s at work…naughty thoughts for sure

- Daily hand massages just for you

- Would do daily house tasks just so you don’t damage your precious hands

- Mans a man of routine and private by nature

- He’s quite secretive about his true identity and activities but won’t hurt you…unless you fuck up?? He’s still a villan..just saying

- Thinks about you all the time…in a more obssessive way I would say

- Kira’s quite straight foward and can sound bit harsh sometimes

- Mostly vanilla in bed since he prioritizes organization and presicion, but it can vary if you act like a brat enough and challenge him just to push him out of his comfort zone

- Very controlling for sure since he’s so obssessed with presicion

- Lunch dates together after work is part of the routine

- His kisses are soft, reserved and calculated

- Would suck and lick your fingers during sexy time for sureeee

- Oh, and add a littleslap too that will drive him crazy

- Again, please push him out of his comfort zone if you’re risky enough (who knows how he will act)

- Pull him by the tie and see what happens… spice it up

- Challenging him and pushing him may lead to a rougher side of him

- Definetly loves when you tie his tie just to observe how your fingers twist and fold the fabric

- Quite a narcissist. He may prioritize himself in bed and his desires mostly

- Overall, he would be very attentative towards you, since you are his new obsession, definetly an experience

[zujime]

─── multiple characters x reader

characters included: bruno, joesph(not the old man ya'll, he is kinda bad tho ngl), josuke, jotaro, giorno, mista

c.w. when ur sad/upset/overthinking/idk, aged up, fluff, comfort, established relationship, no y/n usage, hcs, jjba, some italian pet names (2), a few swear words

- it's been a while since i posted jjba content, it's also been a while since i posted overall. this probably isn't much but for right now until i recover from this burnout, it's all i have. i hope you enjoy :)

at times like these, bruno notices almost immediately that something's up when he walks into your shared home and is met with an eerie silence. it's not long before he's rushing into the bedroom in search of you, only to find you curled up in bed—hidden under covers as you trembled and sniffled lightly. his touch is gentle when he rests his hand on your quivering shoulder, voice even softer as he speaks—asking about what's troubling you.

"what's wrong, mia cara" whether you tell him or not, he encourages you to release whatever tears remain as he holds you, giving you a shoulder to cry on and lots of forehead, nose, and cheek kisses as he tries to soothe you. once you've calmed down, he'll ask if there's anything you want—either a necessity or just something you want, he's getting it without a second thought. he just loves you so much and wants to do all he can for you.

now joesph...is kind of a jerk when he finds you crying at first. he'd baby talk you as he pinches, squishes your cheeks, and flicks your forehead or nose while laughing his ass off, but when he notices that you're not giving him any snappy remarks, slapping his hands away, or laughing with him, that's when he knows something's wrong and he's actually worried.

and when he starts asking you what happened, he almost sounds like a fly that's been buzzing in your ear for god knows how long, but you know he means well, especially when he's giving you the warmest and tightest hug he can—holding you against his chest as you let his heartbeat calm your uneven breathing. he's definitely babying you for the rest of the day and he might tease you a teeny tiny bit, but only to make you laugh.

josuke would probably think he did something to cause you to feel this way and if that's the case, bro's apologizing profusely (please, he's so sorry). whatever the problem might be, expect lots—and i mean lots of short sloppy kisses all over your face while he whispers tons of "I'm sorry" or "it's ok" onto your face. he might refrain from asking what the problem is both out of fear and because he doesn't want to cross boundaries or upset you even more.

but he'll spoil you rotten for the entire week cause he wants you—his everything—to feel better and he wants you to know how much he loves you. cuddles, kisses, hugs, naps together, movie night, whatever the hell you want is exactly what he's gonna give you maybe even before you ask. (he'd probably cry w you, on a serious note).

i think that jotaro would sit there and wait for you to tell him what's wrong so he'll know if it's serious or not—if it's serious he'll stay and listen to what you have to say, but if it's not like you're crying because something is out of stock or something, he's leaving the room and not even sparring you a second glance.

anyway, if you need any type of physical affection, he'd be able to tell from your body language or if you ask him for it but either way, he's not gonna not give you what you want...he's a really good listener, would literally sit there and listen to all that you have to say with no interruptions and he'd cuddle with you until you fall asleep cause he needs to know that you're actually okay, but he's not leaving your side. at all.

ok listen, not exactly like josuke, but i think giorno would be such a sweetheart. he'd ask if you'd wanna talk about it and would be content listening to whatever you say to him while he's holding you in his arms to bring your frantic mind to a slow so you can focus on what you want to say. would definitely cuddle with you in bed—you'll pass out in like less than 20 minutes so yeah.

mista would be so worried but at the same time he's asking who did it with sex pistols in hand (bro's ready to kill a bitch for you). "amore mio, who do i need to kill?" "mista, please don't kill anyone..." he's drowning you in nothing but love (kisses, cuddles, hand-holding, etc). he'd let you wear his hat or play with his hair to calm you down if that's what you want. you're getting spoiled. no, if's and's or but's, you're getting spoiled. want food? he's got it. wanna watch something? the tv's already on. wanna nap? he's already waiting in bed. he'd also let you cry on his shoulder for as long as you need and he'll give you back rubs too. :((

[etherealzx]

Can I request jotaro with a s/o who wears revealing clothes

you got it anon ;)

Jotaro with an S/O that wears Revealing Clothing!

He's a little confused by his partner's choice of clothing tbh. The small garments aren't exactly practical, and they look incredibly uncomfortable to him

He'll chastise you about how you really need to wear a jacket because it's cold out.

If you ask him if he likes your outfit, he'll say some smart-ass shit like "Where's the rest of it?"

Secretly, he loves your outfits. He would never admit this to you though, which is why he pretends to not like it

You can always see his face turn pink when you wear a skintight mini-skirt or a really short pair of shorts. He tries to tilt his hat down to hide it but it doesn't work very well lol

You also catch him looking at your ass when he thinks you're not looking

He buys you things that he thinks you would like. Like if he sees a really cute mini skirt or crop top at the mall, he'll bring it home and leave it in your room for you. (He also picks out things that he wants to see you in.)

If anyone makes comments about your outfits or is checking you out, Jotaro scares them off pretty damn quick with that glare of his. The fact that he's 6'5 and super muscular also helps him to scare off anyone who looks at you the wrong way

[dollwritesarchive]

i hc that jotaro loves to eat his pretty girl out!! esp. if theyre shy, he'd give sm reassurance and use his fingers/stroke their thighs while he sucks their clit.. brainrot hhh

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!reader, age gap ( dilf!jotaro ), girlfriend’s dad!trope, oral sex ( f!receiving ), all characters featured are 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ this ignores canon for the sake of the au, still tried to keep jotaro as accurate as possible. do not repost or translate. please reblog && leave feedback. thanks for reading < 3

if Jolyne knew where you were right now, you’d be deader than dead— if your girlfriend only knew her shy, baby girl was sprawled out on her dad’s couch, gripping her trembling thighs as his head bobs between them.

“Gimme that pretty smile,” he rasps, pulling back to look up at you; thick tiers glossy with your essence as the rough pad of his mighty thumb rubs over your lower lip, “show me how much you love it when I tongue fuck this pretty pussy, sweetheart.”

you obey with a sheepish smile, cheeks burning; everything about the sight before you was wrong, from your lover’s dad’s lusty expression as he kisses and nips at your swollen clit, to the way you shake for him, it was all so terribly wrong, but felt too damn good to give up. “That’s a good girl,” he mutters, before diving back in, sealing those wicked lips around your sensitive clit and your countenance immediately contorts in pleasure— drawing his thumb into your mouth, instead, you nibble on it to muffle your own, pathetically sultry moans of pleasure, “don’t hold out on me, now… I’m gonna make you cum all over my face.”

it was when you felt two, thick digits worm their way inside to pump at a steady rhythm that mirrored the stroking of his tongue over your swollen nerve-bud that you squeak and buck your hips, grinding your most sensitive section into his face, and suck hard on his thumb when it prods deeper into your mouth; Jotaro was curing some deep-rooted starvation for you, and you couldn’t help but love the feeling.

𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐬𝐟𝐰 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 && 𝐢’𝐥𝐥 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐚 𝟓 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 !!