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ok ok so i got an ideeea...I need a smut with kakyoin catching s/o touching herself but cannot manage to make herself cum so kakyoin helps her..?

Hello anon! I am so sorry you had to wait so long for this fic! Hope you enjoy!

[thestressedskittles]

My Little Cherry (Kakyoin x Reader, Smut)

Hngh yes anon! I apologize for making you wait for this! Also, as a side note, I'm pretty sure my ask box ate someone's request because it's saying I have more asks than are showing...

Request: ok ok so i got an ideeea...I need a smut with kakyoin catching s/o touching herself but cannot manage to make herself cum so kakyoin helps her..?

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: smut (under the cut MINORS DNI), gn!reader(no pronouns used but reader has breasts and pussy), masturbation (reader), oral (reader receiving)

A/N: This takes place just after Stardust, a few years after, and both you and Kakyoin are in University (something about Kakyoin and Jotaro being college students is such an appetizing thought ≖‿≖).

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With a loud, frustrated groan rumbling from your throat, you shove away your textbooks and flop back down to the bed. Today had felt off the moment you had woken up. It was hard to focus in class and on lectures, and even harder to concentrate on assignments that were due by the end of the week. They weren't hard necessarily, but you just couldn't muster up the willpower or focus to push through the oppressing haze that plagued your mind today.

Staring at the ceiling, you let your mind run with too many thoughts to keep track of. You could call Jotaro and Kakyoin, and see if they're free to hang out? You could afford the day off and you know that seeing your red-headed boyfriend would greatly improve your mood. Maybe you could even convince him of some other activities that involved just you and him. Alone. The idea gets quickly tossed out the window when you remember the major assignments that both of them had. Jotaro seems to have really buckled down when it comes to school. And as much as Kakyoin adored you, and never left you unsatisfied, his schoolwork was important to him and it would be a lost cause to try and shift his attention away from it.

With a deep sigh, your lips pull into a small smile. Just thinking about Kakyoin lifted your mood some. You remember seeing him for the first time upon joining the little ragtag group: he was respectful but somewhat distant. The more time you spent with him throughout the journey, the more found comfort in one another. What started as small talk and quick, blunt conversations turned into something more meaningful and fulfilling. The impromptu friendship had turned into something much more by the end of the journey. From there, you remember your first kiss, shared with him after reuniting from Dio's defeat. Your smile grows wider as you recall your first date, and the many that came afterwards before your mind lands on your first time with him.

Your mind fills with many replays of that night, most notably, the way Kakyoin had laid you down on the bed gently and made love to you. You remember his lips trailing up your neck, laying soft kisses along the way to his body pressing against yours, and the way you both shared a heated kiss, cut short with a simultaneous gasp when he finally pushed himself inside your plush walls. Unconsciously, your hands started to trail over your body, smoothing over the dips and curves, just how Kakyoin would do if he were here right now. Maybe this is what you need to relax.

With the redhead fresh in your mind, you continue to tease yourself as your mind conjures very lewd ideas of what you and Kakyoin do when you're alone. A hand slides to your breast from over your shirt, gently grasping the flesh and letting your other hand trail south. You let out a soft moan as you slowly press your hand down your shorts, grazing over the soft materials of your panties, already feeling a slight wet spot. You take it slow, letting your hand massage your breast while the other slowly teases you, your mind running wild with the memories of the nights you and Kakyoin shared, so vivid and fresh in your mind that you could almost hear his voice in your ear, whispering sweet nothings.

Feeling yourself clench just a little bit as you rub your little nub, your breath hitches and you finally pull your shorts down, tossing them off to the side. Biting your lip to muffle any noises, you slowly run your hands along your body, feeling the dips and curves, imagining Kakyoin's bigger ones were running along your body, gently squeezing. Letting your legs fall open slowly, you make your way to your pussy, teasing yourself. Before long, you can't seem to take your own teasing touches and you take off your shorts and panties, finally rubbing circles and drawing shapes, spreading your wetness all around, your sensitivity causing your hips to wiggle. Keeping one hand occupied on your pussy, you bring your free hand up to your breast again, eager to squeeze and massage your breast.

"Mm, Kakyoin..." You trail off. You tease your nipple through your shirt and clench around nothing. Your mind continues to fuel the fire that begins to burn in your core. You abandon your breast in favor of reaching down to spread your lips open, revealing your inner pink to the warm air. Sliding a finger down some more, you quickly coat the appendage and slide it in with a choked-off whimper. You wiggle your finger around before pulling it out and sliding it in. Your head tilts back and you groan softly into the quiet room. "More, I need more," you whimper out to the 'imaginary' Kakyoin. He loves to tease you, even when you beg so pretty for him. He just can't help but keep you on the edge. You tease a second finger before sliding it in. You take your two fingers like a champ, wasting no time in finding a satisfying pace, your hips beginning to meet your rhythm. "F-fuck, baby, feels so good," you moan out. Feeling a little extra needy, you begin to pick up the pace a bit, eager to feel the rush of an orgasm take away the stresses of today. Your mind replays your alone time with Kakyoin like a movie.

A whimper escapes your throat as the vivid imagery in your head keeps you on edge, seemingly not enough no matter how deeply you lean into them. Taking a deep breath, you push the slight build of frustration that's bubbling up inside of you down and take things a bit slower once more, choosing to tease yourself some more. You massage your breast and pinch your nipples, focusing more on the thought of Kakyoin's hands, how slim his fingers are and just how deep they can go, how they can reach right up to your sensitive spots that have you rolling your hips along to his movements.

"Kakyoin... please..." You whine out as your two digits buried inside of your plush walls try to sink in all the way, just barely grazing your innermost heat but they just don't feel the same. Even rolling your hips isn't enough to get your fingers deep enough. You decide to focus on his voice as well, how deep it gets when he's in the mood, full of lust and adoration.

"You look so beautiful, darling."

"I love how you look when I bring you to the edge over and over again..."

"Why don't you spread your legs for me, hm? Show me where you need me most, love."

Your eyes shoot open as a familiar voice rings louder than the one in your head. Your eyes lock with darkened lavender ones as Kakyoin stands under the doorway, a smirk on his lips. You feel more heat rising to your face at being caught in such a compromising position, even if it's by your lover. He wastes no time in walking over to you and climbing onto the bed.

"Do you need some help, love?" Kakyoin chuckles softly, his hands coming up to rub your legs and gently squeeze your thighs.

"Please..." You almost whimper out, pulling out your two fingers and before you can wipe them off, Kakyoin catches your wrist and brings his mouth over your two digits, humming as he swirls his slick and devious tongue over them and savors your taste. You don't know if you could blush any harder, but another rush of heat fills you up again and your walls pulse around nothing. You moan when Kakyoin slowly pulls your fingers out of his mouth, laving his tongue as he pulls them away, making your insides clench. "You taste so good, I hope you know that." He flashes you a smile and doesn't give you a chance to react as he dives straight for your glistening pussy. You gasp but it's quickly choked off by a loud moan as the redhead's lethal tongue swipes your clit and slit and begins to swirl.

Your thighs close around his head and he doesn't bother to pry them back open, loving the feeling of your plush thighs around his head. Instead, he wraps his forearms around them, squeezing your thighs roughly, hard enough to let you know there will be bruises later on, not that you care. The tip of his tongue dips just ever-so-slightly into your entrance before pulling away, applying suction to your clit and making your eyes roll back.

"Mm, K-Kakyoin, please!" You practically squeal as your hands go straight for his hair, threading through before gently grabbing onto a fistful and pulling him into your throbbing core, rolling and bucking your hips into his mouth and eager tongue. "F-fuck that feels good!"

You continue to moan and roll your hips as Kakyoin brings you closer and closer to the edge with ease. Knowing how he likes to be a tease, you make sure to hold onto him, keeping his mouth directly on your pussy as you feel the buildup becoming stronger and stronger before the swirling of his tongue, and a well-timed suck to your throbbing clit, cause a final snap and your walls pulse, coating Kakyoin's mouth and chin with your sweet release.

The whimpers and moans you make are sending Kakyoin up the wall as he groans against your core, letting you ride out your orgasm on his tongue and helping you through it, feeling his cock twitch as your plush thighs clamp and jitter around his head. He feels your hand loosen in his hair and your thighs slowly release his head from their pillowy prison. He pulls away from your core with a teasing, kitten-ish lick and sits on his knees, grinning at you, seeing you sprawled out and a blissed expression on your face as your glossy eyes meet his. This is definitely what you need to relax.

He leans down again and kisses his way up slowly until he's hovering over you and his smile widens as he comes face to face with you. He wipes your slick off his face and leans down to kiss your neck and jaw. "Are you still with me?" He asks teasingly, making goosebumps rise along your skin. You suck in a shaky breath.

You hum and gently tug his hair and your lips meet in a sensual kiss. He lowers himself onto you and you can feel his poking erection through his pants, feeling it throb. "Need some help with that?" You pull away with a coy smile, making Kakyoin hum pleasantly as he begins to nip at your neck, eager to leave some marks.

"Perhaps..." He trails off lightly, teasingly. One of his hands reaches for your wrist and begins to run it down his body before you cup the appendage and Kakyion flashes you a look of arousal and adoration, a swirling mix in his lavender eyes.

"It's all yours, my little cherry."

[thestressedskittles]

Lil Team Bucci Blurb (NSFW)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[thestressedskittles]

The Right Time (Bruno x Reader, Smut)

My first AO3 request... Bruno probably has one of the biggest breeding kinks and I am here for every second of it

Request: can i please request a bruno x reader breeding?

Word Count: 3.1k

Warnings: NSFW (MINORS DNI), gender neutral reader (reader does have boobs and vagina) mentions of pregnancy, breeding kink, praise kink, body worship, oral (fem receiving), Bruno does call the reader a 'slut' but in a praising way(?)

A/N: Wear a condom irl, google translated Italian, I did spell check but I might’ve missed a few words here and there, requests are open! not much else to say - translations at the end, enjoy! <3

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Bruno leaned up to bury his face into your neck, strong, lithe arms wrapped around your middle to pull you even closer to him. Inhaling deeply, his head buried itself into your neck, letting his soft tongue poke out as he sucked gently, teasing your skin with his teeth. His nose flared at the smell of your scent mixed with your favorite body wash. It was intoxicating, addicting. You feel your skin heat up as he teased and nibbled along your neck, hot breath fanning out across your skin. His cock twitched from between your legs, bumping right into your clothed mound. The thought of being able to finally being able to take your relationship to the next level was almost too much for Bruno to handle. You've both talked about having kids in the past, sometimes jokingly and semi-realistically, but there were life events that stopped you from moving forward with it. But now, it was going to be different.

You let out a breathy whine and lean into Bruno's built body, your arms clinging to him as you ground down on him for any sort of friction. Burning heat and hot flashes of need settled deep within you, threatening to spread throughout your body. Almost shaking with excitement, your mind conjured images of hopeful aftermath. Knowing Bruno the way you do, he'll make sure the first time is all you'll need.

"I want you Bruno," your voice was sweet and soft, breathy and sensual. You felt his deep hum through his body. As you trail off, one of your hands runs through his silky hair, grabbing a few strands and gently tugging. In response, Bruno exhales and gently nuzzles into your neck again, letting his hot pants fan out over your skin, his lips leaving a tingling sensation throughout your body, raising goosebumps, and making a little gasp leave your lips. "I want your cock inside of me, giving us what we both want."

"And what might that be?" Bruno pulls away from your neck and gazes at you with lovingly lustful eyes, his desires going slightly haywire at the implications of your words. You meet his gaze and smile coyly.

"Oh, you know..." You slowly reach behind you and grab one of his large hands, feeling the slightly rough pads of his fingers and the soft skin atop his hand. You guide his hand so it lay flat against your skin, all the way to your belly, where you squeeze his hand. "Right here. I want to feel you to fill me up," You watch as his pupils dilate and consume his face in a smoldering look that gives you shivers, almost unable to keep his intense gaze. He gently squeezes and kneads your belly, watching you whimper and arch into his touch. "Please." You relent and gently press his hand into your belly with a small amount of pressure, tilting your head back and baring your neck to his greedy lips.

Bruno takes advantage of your submission with great pleasure, a pleased rumbling groan coming from within his chest has you squirming in delight as Bruno begins to mouth more firmly at your neck. His hips buck from below you, letting you feel his thickness through his pants, which seem to pull tight as his cock grows more firm. "Ti voglio tanto bene, tesoro. Mi rendi l'uomo più felice della Terra." He mumbles against your neck. Pulling back, he raises his hand and cups your chin, calling out your name softly. "Are you sure you are ready?" His desires have sprung forth but he would never do anything you didn't want to do. He just had to be sure, to know that you wanted this and for his peace of mind.

You wrap both your arms around his head, pulling him towards your face with your adoring gaze, pulling him in close, your lips brushing against one another's. "I've been ready since the moment I met you," you breathe out, a genuine smile on your features. Your words are enough for him and he connects your lips with him in a searing kiss, letting his emotions pour into the kiss. All his love, adoration, and selflessness towards you almost knock you off your feet, sending your mind reeling. You kiss back with just as much force, determined to let him know that you feel the same way.

It's only a matter of time before you feel his soft tongue tease your lips, and your relent to him easily, letting his soft tongue smooth against yours. Using his hand on your hip, he begins to guide you into a rhythm, matching the slow grinds with small bucks of his hips and he swallows your noises happily. Pulling away, lewd strings attach your lips and his desire burns brighter than ever before. "I can't tell you how many times I've dreamed of this day, amore. How many countless nights I've spent awake and thinking about seeing you full and round." His eyes almost have a glazed look to them, swirling with many emotions, all of them loving and genuine.

Finally, he motions for you to get off of him, and he gently lays you down on the soft duvet. He moves between your legs and leans his lithe body over yours, feeling up your curves and dips as he makes his way up. "Words can never express how much you mean to me. La mia vita, il mio cuore, la mia anima, tu sei il mio tutto. Tu sei perfetto." His lips connect with yours once more, and you feel a fuzzy warmth spread through your body, almost drowned out by the throbbing and swirling you feel inside of you. Every time you or Bruno shift around, you can feel just how wet you are, and you don't think you've ever been this pent up before, even when Bruno teases you to the ends of the Earth.

"Please," you whimper out, breaking the kiss. "I'm ready." Bruno smiles down at you and his hand travels down your sides once more, gently squeezing and kneading the soft flesh of your sides and hips, dipping down more to grab your thighs as well. With a small nod, he connects his lips to your cheek, then makes a trail of kisses down your body. His hand comes back up and slides underneath a shirt you stole from him. It drives him crazy to see you in his clothing, feeling a bit possessive as you wear something of his. His hand doesn't stop until he feels the underside of your breast. You aren't wearing a bra, and licks his lips before completely cupping your breast into his hand, gently kneading the soft flesh.

"So soft, amore mio," he mumbles. Using his other hand, he leans up a bit and rolls up your shirt, exposing your chest. "Soon, they won't be just for me," he groans as both his hands cup your breasts, kneading and squeezing with more urgency and desire as the thought of seeing them full of milk fills his mind. Knowing that they'll grow bigger, heavier, and fuller, all because of him has his cock throbbing in a warning. He tries to reel in his thoughts a bit, lest he wants this to end soon, and he doesn't. He wants to take his time, fuck you nice and slow, and let you feel every inch of him inside of you. He wants you to feel his hours, even days after he's been inside of you. Tugging on your shirt, he helps you take it off and toss it away to be forgotten.

His lips are on your breasts the moment you lay back down, his lips softly sucking until he adds his teeth into the mix, giving you a cheeky glint in his eye as he looks up at you. Your back arches beautifully beneath him and his free hand comes underneath to hold your arch. "F-fuck, Bruno!" You whimper as a hand comes up and runs through his silky hair, pushing him into you and gently tugging his hair. He makes sure to give both your breasts the same treatment. His tongue laves over your nipple before he gives a harsh suck, pulling a moan from your lips. Making sure not to neglect your other breast, his hand comes up and plays with your nipple. Your hips buck upward and your pussy clamps on nothing, but you catch his bulge. Pulling off you with a smirk, he indulges you and grinds into your core, his jaw going lax as he hears the slick squelch as his cock splits your labia apart.

A throaty groan comes from Bruno and he doesn't want to waste any more time, despite his desire to worship your body all night long. From the tingling in his groin to the throbbing pulse in his cock, he knows any more teasing will be the end of him. He makes quick work of your pants, leaving small kisses along your belly and thighs as he drags the pants down your legs, tossing the article. A glisten between your thighs captures his attention immediately and his mouth waters at the sight of your bare pussy, seeing just how wet you are. He hums to himself before gripping your thighs, his fingers pressing into the supple flesh and his nose bumps your clit as he curls out his tongue and makes contact with your pussy.

A loud squeal tears from your throat as Bruno's tongue licks and squishes around your pussy, licking long and slow stripes before using the tip of his tongue to draw patterns along your slit. Your legs instinctively try to close around his head to keep him between your legs but his superior strength and grip on your thighs prevent you from doing anything but bucking your hips against his face, feeling his lips, tongue, and nose seemingly hit all the right spots as you try and ride his face for more. "Brunoooooo!" You whimper out as you reach down and pull his face into the apex of your thighs, hearing him grunt from your desperate grip. He has half a mind to let you ride his face but his urge to cum inside you outweighs any other desire he has.

You gasp when Bruno lets two fingers slide up and down your slit, catching onto your entrance but not pushing in quite yet. Without him prompting you, you're already begging to have him inside of you, making him grin like the devil. "Bruno, please! I need you inside of me, filling me up! I want to feel you cum inside of me and put a baby into me," you whine, your hips trying to chase his fingers as they slide up and down.

"How can I deny such a request?" Bruno smirks and delves a finger into your already rippling walls. You moan and throw your head back into the pillows, back arching and legs spreading. Even after all this time together, the many days and nights Bruno has made love to you fucked you silly and had you at his mercy, you're still so tight. Hot flashes of desire consume Bruno and he quickly adds another finger, hitting your spot like the pro he is, and wiggles his fingers, gently spreading your walls for something much thicker and harder. He eats up your expressions and noises with a famished look. He could listen to you for hours and never get tired of hearing your voice call out his name.

"You're doing so well," he sounds out of breath, watching in awe as your slick coat his fingers and palm. "I love how well you take my fingers and my cock. I love the way your walls clamp down on me, sucking me deeper and deeper, trying to milk me like the desperate, needy troia you are," his voice is soft but firm, and it's driving you mad. His words alone are enough to have you at his mercy, especially when the words roll off his tongue like honey. And that's all it takes as his fingers rub your g-spot and your eyes are rolling back, your walls clamping and rippling against his fingers as your slick coats him tenfold. Your hips buck and ride his fingers, and he lets you unravel beneath him, completely zoned in on the space between your thighs.

When you slow down, he looks up, watching your breasts move as you pant during your comedown, though the way your walls are still clinging to him, he knows you're far from done. Making quick work of his clothes, he positions himself on top of you, his body arching over yours and palming the pillows beside your head. He looks into your eyes, his pupils are dilated, leaving a small ring of blue. His breathing is labored and he has a look of loving desperation on his features. He cups your head with a large hand, his thumb coming to rub your lips.

"Are you sure about this?" He asks one more time, needing to know for sure that you're still on board with him. "If you don't want to, just say the word." You cup his hand and lean into his touch.

"I promise I'm ready. I want to take this step, and I want to take it with you. Ti amo tanto, Bruno." You can practically see his heart swell with love and pride through his eyes, and he connects your lips. Reaching down, he grabs his cock at the base and lines himself up, but not before sliding through your slick folds. He finally pushes in and begins the difficult task of pushing through your walls.

"I love how tight you are for me, even after I fuck you so hard," Bruno grunts, focusing on not pushing into you too hard. When he feels slight resistance, he gently pulls back and thrusts in again, feeling you loosen up and allowing him deeper. He finds your hand and interlocks your fingers as he bottoms out, his pubic bone flush against your hips. "I know I say it a lot, but I mean it when I say I love you. I'll never grow tired of you. You'll always belong to me, and I will always belong to you." His voice is deep as his tone drops, filled with lust and affection.

You feel your eyes water as his words, coupled with his actions, is sends many emotions running through you. You don't have any words, though if you did, his first thrust would be enough to render you speechless. Your hand squeezes him and he returns the gesture as your body stretches out beneath him. Your head falls back and your back arches, pushing your breasts towards his face. He hangs his head low and dares to look between your bodies, seeing the way his hips move hypnotically into yours, just barely able to catch a glimpse of his glistening cock before it disappears again. He moves soft and slow, deep and strong, enough so that you think you can feel him kiss your cervix, and the thought alone is enough to have your walls cling tightly enough to make him hiss.

"You're so deep," you manage to whine out, planting your feet into the bed to meet Bruno's thrust. The sound of loud pants and hitching breath, coupled with the gentle clap coming from between your bodies, is the best music either of you has ever heard. You feel the pressure build and you whine at the feeling. Bruno looks up again and takes a nipple into his mouth, laving his tongue over it.

"Are you close?" Bruno mumbles against your breast, squeezing your hand again. "You must be if you're clinging to my cock like that," he grunts, a hint of smugness lacing his words. How could he not be proud of himself as he feels your walls ripple and squeeze him so quickly? He pulls up and looks at your face, enamored by the blissed look on your face. He thrusts in and grinds against your pussy, letting the hard muscle of his pubic bone grind into your clit, rubbing your little bundle of nerves the right way and watching you come undone.

Your walls squeeze, your body stretches out and curls in, and your muscles spasm as you work yourself through your orgasm. He continues to grind into you letting you ride it out on him, your body jostling a little. He leans down and smooches your jaw, picking up his pace as he feels ready to dive into his abyss of pleasure. You can barely come down from your high as Bruno's cock begins to pound away at you, building another orgasm quickly. Bruno is panting against your neck, his eyes closed as he can't stop thinking about what's coming in the future. He can see it so clearly; your belly round, a kid by your side, and one in your arms. His hips falter in rhythm as his speed picks up. "Ti amo, ti amo, ti amo," his voice highers slightly in pitch and he leans up quickly to connect your lips, his hand squeezing yours, shaking slightly as his body shudders and he gives into the pleasure, taking you with him.

Your tongue brushes against his lips as his hips bang against yours, finally stilling deep inside of you. Your tongues meet halfway and intertwine as Bruno's cock twitches and seemingly grows thicker as his seed paints your walls, right up against your womb. You both are breathing heavily when the kiss breaks, you both need air. You see the flush on Bruno's cheeks, and you can't help but travel down his well-built body. You feel a weird pressure inside of you and you focus on the feeling. It's strange but you welcome it. You don't think you could go back to using condoms again as you feel the last twitches of Bruno's cock.

With a satisfied hum, Bruno leans down into you. His hand untangles and he wraps both his arms under you, pulling you flush into his hot body. You both bask in the afterglow and savor each other's presence. Reality finally sets in and you both make eye contact. Nothing needs to be said, the genuine affections shared between the two of you speak loud enough. Shifting a bit, you feel Bruno's still-hard cock inside of you and you teasingly raise a brow.

"Are you not satisfied?" You giggle, watching a smirk grow on Bruno's plump lips, stealing your attention for a split second.

"With you?" Bruno hums, ghosting his lips over yours before connecting them.

"Non ne avrò mai abbastanza."

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Translations: Ti voglio tanto bene, tesoro. Mi rendi l'uomo più felice della Terra I love you so much, darling. You make me the happiest man on earth

La mia vita, il mio cuore, la mia anima, tu sei il mio tutto. Tu sei perfetto. My life, my heart, my soul, you are my everything. You're perfect.

Amore mio My love

Troia Slut

Ti amo tanto I love you so much

Non ne avrò mai abbastanza I will never get enough

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Team Bucci Headcanon (Lactation, NSFW)

Well, I was working on some Anon requests when this idea popped into my head and wouldn't leave me alone. I hope you all enjoy some Team Bucci and lactation... kinda rushed but meh. Reader is not pregnant, just lactating cause I said so lolol. Asks/requests are open, feel free to drop by 👀

Request: No

Prompt: N/A

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: NSFW (MINORS DNI), gender neutral reader (boobs/breast/titties are mentioned though) lactation kink, pregnancy mentioned (for Giorno, mentioned very briefly but does not go into detail), thigh jobs

A/N: I am such a hoe for these men like goddamn Should be obvious but everyone here is AGED UP.

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Bruno

This man may love every part of his lover, but he holds a special place in his heart for boobs. He'll tug and play with them while he whispers in your ear and drives his cock into you at a snail's pace. He's more than likely going to find out by accident. He'll have you on the bed, a whimpering mess and his mouth and tongue teasing your nipples until you're begging and shaking beneath him. He gives a particularly hard suck and your back arches, feeling a tiny ache within your boob and Bruno suddenly ceases all movements. He pulls back and his brows furrow, his tongue moving to spread the liquid that just spurted onto his tongue across his palate before he looks at you.

His expression is unreadable for a moment before a dark look overcomes his features. From that point on, he makes it his priority to play with your boobs and try and coax out more milk. The little droplets that had landed on his tongue in the first place had set him ablaze and he wanted to taste more of your sweet milk. He'll massage and stimulate until you're trying to pry his hands off. Of course, he doesn't want to cause you pain, so unless you're really into nipple play and can take a lot in that regard, he will listen to your pleas and stop before it becomes too much. Will not miss out on having his fingers or cock inside of you while he stimulates your nipples, loving how you clamp down on him and move against him.

If he manages to get a good flow of milk coming from your boobs... then may the Lord have mercy on your body and soul because Bruno won't. His entire being goes into overdrive and he can't seem to stop himself from praising your body, whispering praise or degrading you (or both), and overall giving you the time of your life. He loves to watch your milk run down your breasts before licking up to your nipple and taking it into his mouth. He'll be harder than ever and buried inside you, 'where he belongs', in his own words.

Abbacchio

Leone is more into thigh/ass/hips but he's got no issues if you ever come up to him and show him your boobs. He also is probably the least likely to want kids, alongside Fugo, but he cannot deny that seeing your tits leaking milk through your shirt is driving him up the wall. He's a little more curious, asking some questions here and there - also very gentle when he touches them. (I feel like Leone lowkey gives the best boob massages, alongside Bruno and Giorno). His long fingers tease and pull your nipples to see your reactions. He loves how needy you get with the attention he gives your boobs.

His large hands are a godsend to your boobs - big enough to cover them up and provide relief all around. His eyes are trained on your boobs and give them gentle squeezes just to watch the milk flow from them. He'll bury his head into your neck and nibble along from your neck to your ear, whispering sweet, little nothings into your ear while his hands grope your chest.

Might take some convincing on your part, but once he gets his mouth on you, he is surprised by how much he enjoys it. His cock brushes against your thighs before he dips in between them and slowly thrusts between the plushness. His deep voice is raspy and he's out of breath when he leans up to whisper, "Il tuo latte è così dolce, angelo." (Your milk is so sweet, angel).

Mista

The moment this man finds your first bottle of milk, he's gonna be harder than steel and not able to walk properly. He's gonna search the house for you and stop whatever it is your doing to help him take care of it. He may be a thigh/ass man, but seeing your titties all big, full, and swollen, this man is gonna make quite the exception. He might be a little hesitant at first, just because they look swollen and he's heard you complain about them a few times but once you give him the go-ahead, his hands are never gonna leave your body.

He'll cup and hold them gently, maybe give them a squeeze or two (trying to see if he can see any milk come out) before he puts his mouth on them. The moment your sweet milk touches his tongue and tastebuds, it's over for him. He'll massage and suck until he gets a steady flow and will hold your back in an arched position to keep your tit close to his mouth. His hips grind and buck against your center, letting out little groans here and there. If it becomes too much for you and you start to pry him off, he'll just switch to the other one and repeat.

"F-fuck babe," Mista groans, his face is flushed and red, panting like he'd just run a marathon. He pulls back and quickly undoes his belt, button, and zipper, practically tearing off his pants and briefs, his cock leaking like you've never seen before. He's back on you in the blink of an eye and sliding into your plush walls, his mouth going right back to your nipple. He encourages the bucking of your hips against him as he moves his own hips at a slow, but very deep, pace. It doesn't take long for the stimulation of his cock banging against your cervix and his mouth giving you some relief from your swollen chest to pull you over the edge, clamping down on his driving cock as meets his own release. He comes down slowly, pulling off your boobs and resting his head between them, panting and a sheen of sweat covering him. He looks up at you with a devilish grin and you know he's far from done.

Narancia

This poor boy is gonna be busting in his pants when you tell him that you're lactating. He's excited, and a bit nervous, but more than happy to offer help to relieve you of your milk. This is probably going to open up a few kinks he didn't know he had, but he couldn't care less when he's got you with him. Will be gentle but can sometimes get too excited and squeeze a bit harder than he means to. No matter where the two of you are, he's going to sneak glances at your chest every chance he gets, even if he's getting weird looks. He just can't keep his eyes off of them.

One taste of your milk and he is gone. Run your hands through his hair while he's got your nipple in his mouth? You will send him off this plane of existence. But truthfully, I feel that it's definitely more of a comfort thing with Narancia. He loves being intimate and being able to hold them, the milk is just an awesome bonus. He will be very handsy and unable to keep his eyes off of them. Not much into nipple play but will gladly drop whatever he is doing and help you out with a massage, and lick up the milk that trickles down your boobs with his tongue.

Narancia grunts and groans against your skin as he thrusts against your center. His hands are massaging and coaxing little rivulets of milk from your boobs while you pant beneath him, face flushed and legs open, eagerly accepting the friction he is giving you. "Naranciaaaa," you draw out his name in a whine. He grins like the Cheshire cat and finally lowers his mouth down, gently laving his tongue around your sore nipple before giving a few gentle sucks and smirking when he feels your milk start to flow, gently squeezing once in a while when he feels there isn't enough coming out. When he feels you begin to squirm and feels the hand in his hair begin to tug harder, your sign that you've had enough stimulation, he pulls off and gives you a kiss, speaking a quick "I love you" before switching to your other breast.

Fugo

Fugo is going to be so flustered when you tell him about your... predicament. You've been having sore boobs lately and he's been slightly worried that it could be something underlying, though milk does cross his mind a couple of times (he can't help it as his brain seems to function on its own without his consent sometimes). He's going to need the most convincing to touch you. Telling him that massaging seems to help and your hands aren't cutting it, he'll finally crack and you gently guide his hands to your boobs and tell him how you want to be touched. This isn't the first time he's touched you, but he still gets pretty flustered every time.

Once he's got the hang of it, you let go of his wrists and begin to arch up into his touch. He won't say it aloud, but touching your body calms him down quite a bit, and massaging and squeezing your boobs is like squeezing a stress ball. You feel something build inside of you and you feel a tiny bit of pressure coupled with a teeny spark that sends tingles down your body. Fugo gasps and pulls away quickly, seeing a drop of white on your nipple. The soreness comes back almost immediately without Fugo's hands applying pressure. "Fugooo," you whimper and reach out for him again. "Please?" You give him a pleading look. Makes sure you're okay with him touching you and when you say yes, he lets you guide his hands back.

Swallowing thickly, he watches as more white liquid begins to trickle out of you. He thinks for a moment about how your milk would taste but quickly shuts down the idea. However, the more comfortable he gets (especially once he does some research), he will be open to other methods of helping you. He'll come to you, asking if he can use his mouth, forcing him will make him not want to do it. Your taste is pleasant to him, but he uses his hands more than his mouth. He is very sweet and gentle and prefers not to fuck you while helping you out (unless he's already fucking you but even then, it's kinda a rare occurrence). "Sei così morbida e bella, il tuo corpo è perfetto." (You are so soft and beautiful, your body is perfect)

Giorno

He doesn't need as much convincing as one might think. If it's to help you, he will do anything. Definitely sees it as a motherly thing, even if getting you pregnant is off the table for the time being. Very fascinated by how big and full they get. He does get curious and asks questions. Will notice the little changes, such as not wearing a bra because your nipples are too sensitive, though he isn't complaining.

Probably the most gentle, he is looking at you for any sign of pain. The master of whispering sweet nothings into your ear and leaving gentle nibbles and kisses around your neck and face. His slender fingers will gently roll your nipples and upon seeing the first speckles of white, he almost loses his composure. He lifts his hand from your breast and admires the small white fluid before bringing it to his mouth and spreading it across his tongue. His turquoise eyes flash and give you a smile. He leans into your ear and brings a hand to your cheek, "Mm, amore mio, il tuo latte ha un sapore meraviglioso... me ne fa venir voglia ancora, mio ​​bel fiore." (Mm, my love, your milk tastes wonderful… it makes me want more, my beautiful flower). Something about it just gets him going.

Will definitely tease lovingly, enjoying every noise you make and knowing that it's because of him makes his emotions soar over the moon. He's got that glint in his eye and a smirk on his lips, letting you grind against him and will do actions that pull the loudest noises and pleas from your lips. His lips provide relief when he finally seals them around your nipple, after gently nipping and playfully running his tongue around your boob. If he's on a little devilish streak, he will overstimulate you a bit before popping off and giving you a break.

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1, 8, and 10 with caejose and male reader, per favore?

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I feel so silly - I posted the story and forgot to answer the ask. Sorry ⭐ anon!

Looks Good On You

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Looks Good On You (Caesar x Male!Reader x Joseph)

Kit here! Chiedi e riceverai ⭐Anon. (Ask and you will receive). Lord have mercy - a Caejose fic with a male reader, gonna combust over here (✦ ‿ ✦) out here picking 3 of my favorite prompts.

Request: 1, 8, and 10 with caejose and male reader, per favore?-⭐

Prompts: (1) Say my name, (8) Beg for it, (10) Are those my clothes?

Word Count: 2.9k

Warnings: male!reader (he/him used), smut, threesome, double-penetration, going in bare-back, dirty talk, Joseph and Caesar bicker as per usual

A/N: My sincerest apologies for disappearing! Life got crazy and I never got the time to finish this until now, I am sorry! But I hope this makes up for it! Translations are at the end, and changed prompts (1) & (10) ever so slightly (changed "my" to "our"). Enjoy!

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"Are these our clothes, bello?" Caesar's voice murmured in your ear, pressing his body against your back, sending goosebumps along your skin and a shiver to run down your spine despite his warm temperature. "I have to say, seeing you in my scarf and shirt really has me going, although..." He pauses for a moment, looking down over your shoulder and grabbing the material of the red jacket that belonged to a certain brunet. "You could really take off this thing."

Joseph lets out a growl and firmly cages you between himself and the blond, making you whimper. "And what is that supposed to mean, Caesar?" Joseph snides, his usual snark hardening his voice just a little bit. "I think it looks great on (Y/N)..." Pressing his hips more firmly against your front, you feel the hard twitch of his cock against you. The heat in your loins and being squished between the two men is beginning to cloud your judgment.

"All I'm saying is he would look better wearing only my clothes." Caesar's reply is laced with a provocative tone, and the blond's emerald eyes shoot to Joseph's own. With a smirk, Caesar presses his lips to your ear before making his way down to your jaw and neck, gently moving his scarf down your neck but not removing it. Not wanting to be left out, Joseph quickly runs his hands up the shirt you're wearing and feels up your body, also leaning down to nuzzle your neck and bite some marks into your soft flesh. He eventually pulls out his hands and tugs the shirt.

"I think he'll look much better without your shirt and scarf." Joseph's voice matches Caesar's tone, provoking the blond. Even when they've shared you before, old habits die hard and they can't seem to resist poking at one another.

"Please," you tip your head back and allow them access to your neck, which Caesar quickly busies himself with marking the side of your neck opposite of Joseph's handiwork. You take your hands and grasp onto them, hoping to stop the bickering sure to follow. "Want you both, right now."

"I love hearing your voice beg for us. How about it, JoJo? Let's give our piccolo colomba what he wants." Caesar wastes no time in removing his scarf that is wrapped around your neck, quickly followed by his shirt that Joseph quickly pulled off and tossed away carelessly. Humming, you turn your head to face the blond and run your fingers through his messy locks, pulling him in for a kiss. Being the hot-blooded man he is, Caesar quickly deepens the kiss and probes your lips with his tongue, eagerly taking over the kiss when you accept the deft muscle past your lips. Joseph licks his own lips at the sight before him before looking down and fiddling with your pants.

You moan in relief as your pants are dragged down your thighs, along with your underwear, and your cock bobs up against your stomach. With a gentle touch, the brunet's large hands come down to rest on your hip and the other to stroke your cock, busying his mouth with your neck, working even deeper marks on your skin. Needing to breathe, you reluctantly pull away from the blond's eager mouth, panting as your pre-cum is smeared from your tip and down your length, your legs tensing and threatening to buckle.

"How do you want us?" The low, husky tone of Caesar makes you arch your back, pushing your ass straight into his hard cock, to which he fervently returns the gesture.

"I want you both, at the same time," you feel out of breath. Your body is warm and on the verge of overheating from being smooshed. A deep, heated groan from Joseph and he pulls away from your neck, slowing his movements on your cock. You don't waste a moment and quickly pull the tall brunet into a searing kiss, Caesar opts to look down and his cock twitches at the sight. A burst of arousal claims all three of you and both Caesar and Joseph quickly pull away from you and begin to discard their clothes. You step out of your pants and toss them to the side, walking over to Caesar who sat on the edge of the bed, a hand on his cock and his lust-darkened green eyes don't miss a thing when watching you saunter over.

Meeting in a kiss once more, you push the blond back onto the bed and he adjusts so his head is resting by the pillows. You make your way between his legs and open your mouth, letting some saliva drip from your tongue onto his thick shaft. With a grin, you lower your mouth onto Caesar's tip, swiping your tongue along the slit and collecting the pre-cum, savoring his taste before taking him down halfway. "Oh fuck, (Y/N)!" The blond had barely any time to prepare before you were bobbing on his length, running the flat of your tongue along the underside of his cock. "So good (Y/N), so fucking good." Caesar's grunts and groans are music to your ears.

A sudden whine that rises from your throat makes Caesar buck his hips. Joseph had found the lube and was probing a finger at your entrance, your whine stretching out as he slowly pushed in the digit. Popping the girthy cock from your mouth, you moan and try and relax your body's response to the intrusion. "JoJo," you breathless whimper, feeling your body grow hotter as the brunet sunk the digit into the last knuckle, letting you barely get adjusted before moving it around and probing your hole with a second finger. "Joseph!" You tense as he inches in the second, minutely rocking your hips as pleasure begins to outweigh the pain and discomfort in your body.

A sudden tug of your hair brings you back to the blond below you, his eyes are considerably darker, lust, impatience, and jealousy swirling in his gaze as his pupils were blown wide with lecherous intent. His grip brought your lips back to his cock and you took in a deep breath before you take his cock back into your warm mouth, taking him all the way down this time until your face is buried into his pubic bone. A throaty groan is your reward. "Fuck, (Y/N) is such a good boy, isn't he, JoJo?" Caesar's voice was low and laced with lechery. Watching with lust-darkened green eyes, the blond ran a hand through your hair, not missing any minute detail as you were pinned between his bare thighs, his cock buried past your throat.

"Mhm, he sure is Caesar. Taking my fingers so well," Joseph smugly grins as he begins to move the two fingers in a well-practiced manner. Having done this multiple times before, you all learned your limits and what you were all comfortable with. With ease, the brunet found your spot and made sure to brush over it with each thrust of his fingers, sending your body into a frenzy. You began to rock your hips against his thrusting fingers and teasingly clenched his fingers when they were deep inside of you. "You like having the both of us use you, don't you? You like having both your holes filled and used at the same time. You can't seem to stop clenching my fingers, are you ready for more?"

You hum in reply and Joseph quickly adds a third finger. This time, you clench hard and he slows down his pace. Raising his free hand, he teases you by running a large hand up your inner thigh and towards your hard cock, gently cupping your length with a gentleness that had you whimpering and twitching around Caesar's thick cock. "You're gonna feel so good impaled on our cocks baby, I can feel how tight you are." With intention, Joseph brushed a spot with the tips of his fingers, groaning appreciatively as you rocked back onto his hand.

Caesar can't stop himself from letting the grunts and groans fly freely from his mouth as he loses himself to the pleasure of your mouth. Pleasure is coursing through his body, starting from his groin and spreading outwards. A dark chuckle from the blond captures your attention as Caesar runs his fingers through your hair once more. "Don't you love to be between me and Joseph, amore mio? To know how much you affect us." Feeling the familiar knot and tingling, the blond has to pull you off his cock and let himself calm down.

One of his favorite things to do is finish in your mouth, knowing you'd swallow everything he gave you with ease, but seeing you in his and JoJo's clothes, though he'd never admit the latter part out loud, has worked him up something fierce. Maybe it was the possessiveness he felt towards you. He considered you more than just a friend, and one day he wants to admit that to you, but for now, he quickly pulls you up and connects your lips.

The kiss is quick but full of passion as arousal takes its toll on all three of you. "Tell me he's ready, JoJo." The brunet hums and thrusts a few more times before he deems you ready. Getting into a comfortable position, you're dragged by your hips to rest right above the blond's glistening cock, now flushed with the need to release. The blond bends his knees and Joseph makes his way between them, peppering your back with small pecks before his head rests on your shoulder. You shudder when you feel both cocks against you, rocking your hips back when a slick glide from Joseph's cock makes his tip catch your entrance. Quickly, you're pinned by two sets of hands on your hips. "Ah, ah, ah, we wanna hear you beg for it, sweetheart," JoJo grins and teasingly pushes his tip into you, just barely breaching your hole and hardly giving you any sort of friction.

"Let us hear you," Caesar follows suit in Joseph's little game. "You know how much we love to hear you beg for us." Being goaded by both your lovers, you cave with no resistance.

"Please, please I want the both of you," you whine with a pathetic tone, a tone you know will rile them up just a bit more.

"And what do you want us to do? Be specific," Caesar chided softly, his cock rutting against yours, a slick sound is heard from the generous amount of precum leaking from the both of you.

"Don't know what you want unless you tell us." Joseph chuckles against your ear, nuzzling his face into yours with an affectionate hum.

"I want you both inside of me! I want you to fill me up! Please, Caesar, Joseph..." Your sentence fades into a groan as the brunet tightens his grip on your hips and pushes forward on you, making you lean down into Caesar as the brunet's thick, long cock spreads you open. Even with the preparation, it was still a challenge to get either of their cocks inside of you without some resistance, even more so when you wanted them both in you at the same time, but the pay-off was so worth the pain that came with handling your two lovers.

When he met resistance, Joseph would pull out slightly and thrust back in, focusing entirely on not hilting himself inside your warm body, even as your walls tauntingly stretched and clutched his cock. With a groan, he pushed the last inch of his shaft into you, making you both moan out in union. You panted and did your best to relax as you adjusted quickly to the thick length. "F-fuck," you whimper, turning your head and pouting at the brunet for a kiss, which he eagerly granted. Feeling cheeky, you gently bit his lower lip as you pulled away. "Feels so good, JoJo," you take a deep breath and nod, letting him know it was okay to move. Just barely pulling out his cock already had you shaking, hitting all the right spots.

A squeeze against your sides and a certain blond clearing his throat brought you back. "Hope you didn't forget about me," the blond says with a one-sided smirk, raised brows, and a heated gaze. Tapping Joseph's hand, he stopped and braced himself. Shifting below you, you feel the blunt tip of Caesar's cock presses up against your entrance. "Ready?" You bite your lip and nod, hands gripping the bedsheets beneath you in an iron grip, almost tearing the fabric under your strong grip. One hand on his cock and the other grasping your thigh, he began to push up into your hole. A grunt of pain and a groan of pleasure from you and Joseph respectively greet the blond's ears.

Holding himself steady, he doesn't break a sweat nor does his breath turn harsh. Years and years of training have granted him strength, patience, control, and much to your delight, a damn-near infinite amount of stamina. Joseph was almost on par with Caesar and even excelled in some aspects, all combined left you a panting, whimpering mess on almost every occasion. You tightened around their shafts when a hand wrapped around your cock, stroking you in an attempt to take your mind somewhat off the pain. Time seemed to blur by as Caesar inched his way until he was completely buried beside Joseph.

"Oh my god," you exhale harshly and toss your head back into Joseph's shoulder. "Fuck, this feels so good," you pant out as you adjust to the fullness you feel inside of you. Taking less time than normal, you feel yourself loosen up and you grab onto the wrists at your thigh and hip, giving them the go-ahead. Looking at one another, they seem to read each other and nod before starting a familiar rhythm. Caesar pulls out and Joseph stays still until the former starts to push back in. It's a slow, steady pace that allows you to still adjust and get over the small, sharp jabs of pain that work their way into an overwhelming sensation of pleasure.

You know it's not going to take long for you to reach your end, it never does when they share you like this. Always having someone pressed against your most sensitive spots only to be jostled by the other slamming into it is enough to send you over the edge quicker than anything else.

"Ti senti così bene. Amo come ci prendi bene entrambi. Tell us how good we feel buried inside you, tesoro." Caesar growls from beneath you, feeling your walls clench and catching the way your cock twitches. His hand moves from your thigh and onto your bobbing length, cutting off any response you may have had, loving the way you take both cocks so deep, and drowning in satisfaction at your reactions to their love-making. Joseph isn't fairing any better. Light pants and mutters of your name against your neck tell you how much he is enjoying this with you.

Slaps can be heard throughout the room, bouncing off the walls followed by pants and groans, mostly from you. "You're so loud. You really love having us both inside you, don't you?" You don't trust your voice not to break and simply nod in reply, eyes closed as you focus on trying to tame the growing knot in your groin as much as you can, not wanting this to end so soon. Your efforts become futile as both men pick up on the clenching of your walls and the minute details in your face, giving it away that you're coming up on your release.

"Are you gonna cum? Gonna make a mess on Caesar?" Joseph's voice is low and taunting, a wicked grin coming onto his features as he stares down at the blond, who glares at him through squinted eyes. "Say our names, (Y/N). Show everyone who makes you feel this good. Show everyone how good we make you feel." The brunet's words coupled with the stroking of Caesar's hand on your cock, you moan their names out loud and arch your back, hips moving on their own accord, causing their cocks to hilt deep inside of you, hitting your spots repeatedly. You feel your orgasm rip through your body and you cum all over Caesar's hand and abdomen with your release. Abandoning rhythm for speed, both Caesar and Joseph quickly lose themselves in the clutch of your walls, pulling them over the edge with you and stilling inside of you with grunts of your name tumbling past their lips.

All three of you rock against one another, riding out your respective orgasms and trying your best to hold on to reality. The comedown from your bliss is a slow one, Joseph leaning over and pushing you and Caesar into the bed as he almost puts his full weight onto the both of you.

"Santa merda," Caesar finally breaks the silence, his face flushed and a dazed smile on his lips as he relishes the afterglow. With caution, Joseph gently pulls out and rolls over. A few moments after, you slowly begin to rise off of Caesar, but you're stopped when the blond's hands reach for your waist and apply enough pressure to push you back down. You whine at the feeling of both loads inside of you, slowly beginning to drip out of you and onto yours and Caesar's thighs. Despite your stiffness, you give Caesar a raised brow and slowly move your hips, lips quirking up into a smirk. Both Caesar and Joseph meet your gaze with renewed vigor and lust.

You know that this night is far from over.

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Translations:

Bello - Handsome Piccolo colomba - Little dove Amore mio - my love Ti senti così bene. Amo come ci prendi bene entrambi. - You feel so good. I love how well you take us both. Tesoro - Treasure Santa merda - Holy shit

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Team Bucci As Horses

Kit here. Went horseback riding and got a little tipsy with friends and thus, this little thing was born. Team Bucci as horses. I do not own the photos shown, they are merely used for references. There are probably other horse breeds that fit their profiles but this is what my low-tolerance self came up with at the moment.

Word Count: 553

Warnings: None

A/N: really fun to make, possible future little things like this with different characters and animals 👀

EDIT (1/11/23): Added in Trish Una

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Bruno

Appaloosa. Kinda a given considering its coat can match his design, but also because of its temperament. Appaloosas are fierce, smart, and gentle. Bruno is all those and then some. He would for sure be an amazing herd leader - knowing when to get involved and teach someone a lesson and when to ignore the antics. He is always on alert and you'll rarely ever see him completely relax or lay down. If he is relaxed or laying down, Abbacchio is usually standing over or near him.

Abbacchio

Akhal-Teke. Chosen from this breed's unique quirk of being somewhat selective of who it bonds with. It is stated that Abbacchio only feels at peace when he is with Bruno, which fits in well with this breed. But not only that, they are known to be protective of those they bond with and almost all of us can see the relationship between him and Bruno if we barely squint and are wary of newcomers. For sure would bully Giorno to the outskirts of the herd just because. Giorno snacking on some good-looking grass? Its Abba's now. The only thing stopping him from moving Giorno's feet is if Bruno is with him.

Mista

For Mista, it was a battle between the Morgan horse and the Quarter Horse, but I think the Quarter horse fits his personality more. They are fairly laid-back and calm yet hard-working and intelligent - all of which I think fit Mista. He is relaxed and calm, and I feel like he has the appetite of a horse so expect to see him grazing and nibbling anything edible and within reach of him. **I think he would be seal brown (brown coat that looks black when wet) in color but I could not find a seal brown Quater Horse**

Narancia

I think he would be a Nokota horse. Narancia is playful and childish, yet can pull through during tough fights, making him adaptable - all traits of this breed. Nokotas are fairly sociable under the right conditions and their instinctual need to survive is what really sold me on the idea. This breed is playful by nature so he'd be all over Mista or Fugo, even Abbacchio or Bruno if they're in the mood. Lays down quite often, but not as much as Mista.

Fugo

Arabian. Not only chosen because Arabians are one of the smartest horse breeds, but also because of their temperament. They are calm and gentle by default, but if treated wrongly, they can become aggressive - which practically describes Fugo. He is well-mannered and cares a lot for his teammates but one wrong step and your face is smashed against the nearest object. He plays a lot with Narancia though he can easily lose his temper and chase him around, ears pinned and neck stretched. Likes to hang close to Bruno or Abbacchio.

Giorno

Morgan Horse. They are known to be bold and smart as well as being curious about their surroundings but keeping an eye and ear out for danger. This fits Giorno almost perfectly. He is smart and decisive in his decisions but also calm and caring towards others. I feel like Narancia and he would be the lowest in terms of hierarchy, he for sure yields to Bruno and Abba but would slowly work his way up. Probably ends up the third highest ranking in the herd. Not very playful but gets little bouts of energy that he burns with Fugo or Narancia, maybe Mista if he isn't too busy eating or laying down.

Trish Una

Honestly, it's between a Hackney and an Andalusian. Both share the relatively the same characteristics: smart, docile, sensitive and responsive, elegant, and refined - truthfully, I could make a case for either. Both breeds are more high-maintenance, which fits well with Trish. Once she is settled into the herd, she is lower than Giorno, yielding to everyone (will only push back if she is feeling feisty or has some good food by her, otherwise she yields without protest) but if there is another mare involved, I feel like she would poise herself as lead mare and not hesitate to push the other one away from herself and herd, but she can also bond with other mares. You'll never see her too far from Bruno or anyone in the herd. As an Andalusian, I feel like she would have a light, shining Buckskin coat (first photo). As a Hackney, she would have a gorgeous, glowing Chestnut coat (second photo).

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I hope this request is okay but can I request smth for Fugo where is s/o is basically learning Italian so she isn’t always saying everything correct and maybe Fugo is teaching her?

Here you go Anon! Fugo is one of my fav characters from part 5!

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Patience Is Key (Fugo x Reader, Fluff)

Kit here! Originally started by Sammy, but she was unable to finish. If it reads a little weird, I tried to work around what Sammy wrote without changing too much. Hope I did her justice! Feel free to send in requests! I can write for any characters up to part 5! Feel free to request!

Request: I hope this request is okay but can I request smth for Fugo where is s/o is basically learning Italian so she isn’t always saying everything correct and maybe Fugo is teaching her?

Word Count: 1.4k

Warnings: reader is GN, Fugo raging, fluff, Fugo needs a hug- anything in Italics is meant to be spoken in Italian (it didn't feel right to translate everything into Italian)

A/N: I do not speak Italian, I did some quick research and that's it (and used Google translate)

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Learning Italian should've been something you put at the top of your list before you moved to Italy. You, at the very least, made an effort to know phrases that would help you get around, but only that would get you so far. How you ended up in one of Italy's biggest and fiercest mafias is much of a blur and one you don't really remember. But how you got here didn't matter anymore.

After you had gotten your stand from Polpo's Black Sabbath, you were assigned to Bruno Bucciarati's team. Though you didn't know Italian very well, he took you under his wing and you met the other members: Abbacchio, Narancia, and Fugo. Narancia had been eager to talk to you, even when you admitted that you couldn't speak his language fluently. Abbacchio had been cold and distant but eventually warmed up to you ever-so-slightly. And Fugo? He was taken aback by you ever since he saw you sitting at the table with Bruno. When your (E/C) met his purple ones, he was a goner. Of course, he tried to reason with himself that you had just met and he couldn't possibly have a crush so quick on someone he had literally just laid eyes on, but he couldn't deny the tugging at his heart.

Bruno knew enough English to get his points across, but Fugo wanted to get to know you more. So, in the following weeks, you had learned to understand Italian better than you could speak it - it helped that Narancia had many stories to tell and seemed keen on telling you all about them. Eventually, you were able to piece together words and make out bits and pieces of his stories, which led to you understanding more and more of the language, listening closely to conversations between the group, and trying to make sense of what was being said. While Narancia had kept you occupied, Fugo buried his nose in books about the English language and managed to learn near-perfect English in just a few weeks. He didn't like to brag about his intelligence to other people, but he couldn't help the ego boost it gave him to learn a new language so quickly.

It didn't take long after Fugo had learned English for you and him to become close friends, and eventually more in the span of a few months. Seeing him dedicate himself to learning your language made your heart melt a little and you asked him if he could teach you Italian. Of course, he was more than happy to oblige your request. Any downtime you had was spent with Fugo, in his room, or in the restaurant learning the basics of the language.

And here you sat in the very same chair where the group had greeted you all those months ago. Today was sunny, clouds shifting in front of the sun every so often to dampen its bright rays, alongside a breeze that carried many different scents from baked bread to gourmet food. Bruno was out once again, claiming he would be back soon but never specified a time. Abbacchio was still and stoic as always, listening to music through his headphones; Mista was enjoying a cup of tea and completely engaged in a book he had recently gotten into. As for Fugo, Narancia, and you? You all were in a study triangle, as you called it, Fugo being the teacher to both you and Narancia.

"You're getting the hang of it, tesorino. Once you get trilling down, the words will roll off your tongue." Fugo's voice was sweet and encouraging. You sighed and rested your head in your hand. The blond reached a hand out and rested it on your shoulder. He knew how easy it was to get discouraged from learning a new language. Applying some pressure, he began to rub your shoulder and rub away at the tension. "Just a few more times."

You exhale slowly and nod. Looking at the paper, you read the sentence out loud once again. This time, you fumbled less and managed to trill the "r's" better than any of your previous tries, a grin lighting your features at the noticeable difference. Fugo also had a big smile on his face, nodding as you read the line again, then two more times, finally feeling the flow of the sentence roll off your tongue with ease.

"Perfetto, amore!" Fugo exclaimed. "I promise, the more we do this, the easier it will become. You're still a little off on the timing, try it like this." Fugo read the sentence out loud and you listened closely before trying again. When you mastered the sentence, he gave you a slightly harder one. This time, you fumbled again. Still not used to rolling your "r's", you pronounced the word like it had one. A dark shadow fell across Fugo's features, the smile he had moments ago nowhere to be seen. You knew that look all too well, though you've never been the one receiving the look.

His eyes usually bright purple eyes narrowed and he was quick to turn in his seat, grabbing a plate from the table and smashing it to the ground, sending pieces of it flying in every direction. Fugo didn't stop there, standing up and going over to a table across from you and destroying its contents, all the while yelling and cursing out everything under the sun. Mista finally looked up from his book and gave a questioning look to you and Narancia.

Fugo looks back and notices Mista, Narancia, and you looking at him. Mista rolls his shoulders and goes back to his book, Narancia watching the show with giddy expectation, and you are looking at him with wide eyes. His gaze immediately softens. He couldn't see any fear or other emotion in your eyes, but he hated it when he showed you this side of him. Explosive and impulsive, destructive and dangerous. He wishes he could hide this part of him away from you. Even when you told him that you loved him, flaws and all, he still couldn't help but feel ashamed that he couldn't control his anger.

Taking a few deep breaths, he made his way back to the table, sitting down and finally meeting your eyes again. There was something soft in your eyes, something caring. Something he was always relieved to see after his outbursts. You tentatively reached your hand out and placed it softly on his shoulder, his muscles tensing for a brief moment before relaxing. A soft smile comes to your lips and he can't help but get lost in your features. He exhales slowly and gains his composure back.

"I'm sorry," his voice soft and laced with regret. Looking at you for a few moments longer, taking in the way your features made him want to never stop looking at you. He loved that he could look at you and everything around him disappears: his stress, his problems, and most importantly, his anger. He could never stay mad at you.

"Va tutto bene, lo prometto." Your own voice barely above a whisper. "So che non... mi faresti mai del male. Ti amo ancora lo stesso, difetti e tutto." It's okay, I promise. I know you would never hurt me. I still love you the same, flaws and all. Fugo's eyes widen slightly. Though your accent was a bit off and your confidence wavered ever-so-slightly, he was impressed. A smile creeps onto his lips upon hearing your words.

"Cosa ho fatto per meritare qualcuno come te, amore?" What did I do to deserve someone like you, love? He grabs your hand and intertwines your fingers with his, leaning in close and enjoying your presence before Narancia pipes up.

"How is this, Fugo?" Narancia slides over his worksheet, Fugo quickly picking it up and looking it over. Immediately he can see that almost every answer is wrong. Before he has time to get angry, a firm squeeze from your hand is enough to quell the rage that boiled deep within him. Taking in a deep breath, and letting his frustration show through his voice instead, he began to, once again, go over the basics of multiplication with Narancia, who seemed to be paying close attention for once.

Keeping your hands intertwined, you watched Fugo, squeezing his hand every time you felt him tense. Roughly an hour later, Bruno shows up and notices the destroyed table. He takes a good look at it before huffing and coming over to sit at the table. Everyone's attention is on him.

"I think I may have found a new member for our team."

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Omg part 4 jotaro with nsfw prompt 17, being super bratty is gonna force him to pull over 🤭

Here you go anon! Enjoy!

Feel free to request more!

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Have You Learned Your Lesson Yet? (Jotaro x Reader, Smut)

Kit here! Loved writing this anon! Had a hard-time setting the scene but I like how it came out in the end - hope you enjoy it too! Got me disrespectfully simping for Joot even more now 👀 👀

Request: Omg part 4 jotaro with nsfw prompt 17, being super bratty is gonna force him to pull over 🤭

Prompt: “If I have to pull over, you won't be able to walk for a week.”

Word Count: 2.4k

Warnings: reader is afab, smut, rough Jotaro, reader has been a brat and Jotaro has low self-control, dom!Joot & sub!reader, car sex, sex in a public place (on the side of the road but you're hidden), Reader and Joot are the same age (28) and married (you are also Jolyne's mom just to fit the narrative), mentions of a breeding kink then a breeding kink moment (my biggest weakness is the breeding kink so expect a lot of it in my stories lol) - I love to hit it raw on here, but I absolutely encourage everyone to wear a condom!!!!

A/N: Sorry this took quite some time to get out Anon! I got busy with work - hope this story makes up for that! And on a slightly more sad note, Sam is currently going through to personal things in life, so any requests for fluff/angst will be accepted and written by me until she feels more stable (a fluffy Fugo x reader is up next)! I am also now comfortable writing for Golden Wind characters!

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"I want you to fuck me." You mellowed sweetly. You watched his face, trying to see if there was any reaction. You noticed his eyes narrowed slightly when he turned to look at you. You had been aching to have him inside you again since this morning when you had woken him up with a blowjob and that had turned into a few rounds of passionate sex, giving you barely a taste of his unrelenting stamina and leaving you breathless and sated... for the time being. "Need you inside me, daddy, need your thick cock filling me up again and again and again. If only you could feel how wet I was right now..." You trailed off.

You had laid back comfortably in the passenger seat, legs spread and your hand delving into your pants and slowly rubbing your lips, barely giving yourself any real friction but feeling how damp you were. You mentally thank yourself for deciding to forego wearing panties on your day out with Jotaro. A dangerous gamble that you hoped would pay off soon. After this morning's activities, you wanted more. Of course, he denied you, asking you to "wait till tonight" since you and he had plans to walk the town today. You tried convincing him that spending a day inside, wrapped up in each other and the bed sheets would be just as good, but he didn't budge. You remember smirking to yourself as you put on your outfit, deciding to tease him the whole day and show him what he was missing.

All day you had teased him. Any chance you got to tease, you took. You had done all you possibly could to get him riled up. Grinding up against him, letting him see your lack of underwear, teasing him with a view of your chest anytime he glared at you in warning. You were getting away with a lot of things. It was only a matter of time before he would snap. And snap he did. It was barely past 5pm when he finally dragged you back to the car, a dark look covering his features. You smirk, knowing you got him where you wanted him. Or so you thought.

He continued to drive in the direction of the hotel, both hands on the wheel and keeping his eyes on the road. "If I have to pull over..." He trailed off, the tone of his voice hardened slightly, his eyes stealing a little glance at your form. You continued your teasing despite his words and underlying warning, finally touching delving your fingers between your soft folds, slightly surprised yourself by just how wet you were.

"Jotaro~" Your voice called out softly, turning your hazy look to your husband, who was finding it harder to keep his eyes on the road, stealing glances at your position more often, the sound of your slick coating your fingers as you rubbed yourself making his internal control weaken with each stroke of your fingers or small whimper that left your lips. He gripped the steering wheel a little harder. He'd been dealing with your teasing ever since you had left the hotel. He tried to tell you that he would take care of you tonight, but you had been such a brat today. He was already thinking of ways to punish you when you got back to the hotel, but seeing you delve your fingers into your folds, hearing how wet you were? His resolve for taking you back and punishing you at the hotel began to weaken, and fucking you in the car didn't seem all that bad of an idea to him anymore. "M'so wet, please daddy, I'll be a good girl for you," your breathing hitched as you slid a finger inside your slick cunt, feeling it grip needily at your own finger. Jotaro responded with a grunt before noticing a small turn-off ahead.

Without much thought, he slowed the car down and pulled onto the gravelly road, not stopping until he was sure that the car was out of view. Your body zinged with excitement when you saw where you were, knowing that you had pulled the final straw of Jotaro's resolve. He sat still for a moment, his eyes dark and swirling before finally turning his heated gaze towards you. You swear you haven't seen his aquamarine's so dark and full of heat since the night he had gotten you pregnant. "Take your fingers out of your cunt and get in the back." He didn't wait for a response as he quickly turned off the car and unlocked the doors, almost slamming the driver-side door.

You didn't have to be told twice and you quickly opened your door, taking in your surroundings for only a moment before opening the back door. Jotaro had already made himself comfortable in the backseat, his legs spread out, a clear outline of his hard cock straining against his pants making you bite your lip as you sat down next to him and shut the door.

"You are going to ride me until you've learned your lesson." Jotaro's voice was commanding and deep, sending a shudder down your spine as he maneuvered himself and you so easily in the backseat, putting himself in the middle of the backseat, his knees on either side behind the center console, giving you the perfect fit to straddle his waist. You could feel his clothed cock grinding right against your bare pussy, any slight movement giving your needy nub the perfect amount of friction. His large hands land on your hips, kneading ever so slightly at the plush flesh. "But first, you're going to earn it." You feel one of his large hands trailing up your sides and to the back of your head, tangling in your hair and bringing your face to his. You can't help but mewl at the dark look in his eyes.

Your lips met in a searing kiss, his full lips working against your eager ones, his tongue dragging across your bottom lip as he freed a hand that worked its way around to your ass, where he squeezed and grabbed, making you move your hips in a slow grind. You gasp and moan into his mouth, letting him take control of the kiss without a fight. Feeling your tongues dance against each other sent tingles all the way down to your core, feeling yourself clench and tingle, able to feel the new wave of arousal that gushed from you. You couldn't help but tease him a bit more, beginning to fight against his tongue, feeling his cock twitch in its confines as your tongue coaxingly dragged against his and pushed against his teeth. Pulling away, you whimpered, needing more than what he was giving you.

"Do you want more?" The tone of his voice was teasing yet stern. He was toying around with you. He knew you like the back of his hand, seemingly knowing what you needed, when you needed it, which was your saving grace when you were pregnant. But now? It was your torture. Bucking his hips relieved a whimper from your throat.

"Yes, I need more," your voice was high-pitched and needy, trying your best to grind harder, faster, anything to get out of the hold he had on your hips. Jotaro tightened his grip and stopped your movements altogether, a whine tearing from the back of your throat. "Please..."

"Mm, I don't think you deserve more. After what you pulled today? Working me up all throughout the day and then you touch yourself while I'm driving? You didn't seem like a very good girl today, (Y/N)." He watched you with an unrelenting gaze that made you squirm.

"I'm sorry daddy," you breathe out, a hard slap to your ass almost shocking the breath from your body. Deep down, Jotaro knew this wasn't the punishment you deserved. But his lack of self-control lately made it harder to resist the urge to sink into your tight heat. Ever since he'd gotten you pregnant, there was always a voice in the back of his head telling him to go in bare again, to mark you so primally again and again and again. Even though it was a small voice, the tantalizing, unholy thoughts it provoked spoke volumes. With a few more harsh smacks, he gave in to that voice. Giving Jolyne a sibling wouldn't be so bad, would it?

"Sit up." With the help of his strength, he lifted you onto your knees and quickly began undoing his belts and pants, pushing them down to his knees before pulling you down. Your bare heat made contact with his bare cock, throbbing, red, and leaking precum at the tip. You shudder when you realized he wasn't about to reach for a condom. "Gonna put another baby into you, mark you all over again." You moaned loudly at his words, your senses becoming fuzzy yet alight with a new flash of desire. "Gonna make you take it."

All Jotaro could see was your belly round, breasts full and big, your body becoming softer around your hips and sides, hell, even your thighs had gotten a little plumper during your pregnancy. And that's what he wanted. A loud groan escaped his lips at the feeling of your walls baring against him, making him suck in a breath as he slowly aligned and eased inside of you. He could feel every ridge, how your walls seemingly sucked him deeper and deeper into your depths. You were fairing no better, feeling every twitch of his cock, the heavy weight of it and its wide girth as it slowly slid deeper and deeper, barely stopping until he was completely buried inside you. Having Jotaro fill you up never failed to impress you, reaching a hand down to feel the slight bump on your belly where his cock was currently buried inside of you.

"O-oh my God, Jotarooo~" Your voice was heaven to him in the throes of bliss. He wanted to keep his eyes on you, searing the picture of your blissed-out expression into his brain until it was all he could see. Your walls began to clench unconsciously, forcing little groans to escape past your husband's lips. You both seemingly forgot just how good going in bare felt. "Please move," you whined plaintively to him.

"No." One word had you squirming in his grip, trying to get any sort of friction from him. His grip held fast, and you leaned forward to wrap your arms around his neck, whimpering into his shoulder.

"P-please move?" Your voice was breathy and tight, almost pleading.

"No." You clung to him for support, and Jotaro began to mark up your neck with his teeth, nibbling and dragging his tongue across the marks he left in his wake. You were practically shaking in his hold, desperate. 'Good,' he thought. He didn't let up on you, his hands joining the mix, running over your hips and his lips trailing down to your breasts as he pulled you away from him.

"I-I'm sorry baby, please, I'll be a good girl." You whimpered, clenching around his cock. Still, he didn't seem to react, though you felt his cock twitch at the sudden tightness you held him with. Finally, with a little more begging and three more harsh smacks to your ass, he slowly lifted you till the tip of his cock was resting against your entrance, having pulled all the way out in his final act of teasing. You just about lost your mind at the loss of his cock, whining and trying your best to pull him back in. He grabbed your hair into a light ponytail and tugged back, making your back arch and your eyes close in bliss.

"Say please."

"Pleeeease," you draw out the word, practically shaking in his hold, desperate to feel him bare inside you again.

He doesn't waste another second before plunging back into your walls in one fluid movement. His pace is more on the slow side, but the force behind them has the car rocking with his movements. He leans forward and plants kisses all along your neck and the marks he left, finding his way to your ear, letting you hear his panting breaths and little grunts and groans that occasionally escape his lips. "You're such a bad girl, touching yourself like that while I'm driving, making me pull over," he pants hard, his eyes dilating even further, making you whine and bare yourself in submission to him. "Gonna make sure you won't be able to walk for a week."

His thrusts become more powerful and jabbing, hitting all the right spots inside of you, making you lose your mind to the pleasure, letting it consume you whole. His hands tangle in your hair and his teeth begin to scrape against your neck, sending goosebumps down your body before his lips seal around a spot and begin to suck, leaving more marks on your body for everyone to see. Your walls clenched and your hips stutter, hands beginning to rake down his coat, tugging and pulling on the soft material as he continued to pound away any rational thought. Another harsh slap to your ass has you bucking your hips, moaning loudly.

You could feel the fire in your belly curling and swirling around, threatening to snap sooner than you'd hoped. You muster up what energy you have left and let your husband know that you were ready to cum, ready to be filled again. He grunts at your words, feeling himself grow closer to his release. It didn't take much to have you both teetering on the edge of release, with you only needing his long fingers on your clit before you tumble over the edge and bring Jotaro with you just moments later. A loud, porn-worthy moan spilled from your lips as your walls clenched and milked Jotaro's cock for all its worth, making him grunt and shudder beneath you as he peaked, feeling him twitch and gush his spend into your womb.

When you both finally come to, Jotaro finally lifted his head up from your neck, panting and flushed from his release. You were practically limp in his hold, pulling in deep breaths as your eyes finally opened to look at Jotaro. His eyes had softened ever-so-slightly from his orgasmic bliss, but there remained hot desire and lust swirling in his aquamarine eyes. He wrapped a hand around your back, the other tangling into your hair, arching you into him and holding you close, his lips barely brushing yours.

"You better enjoy what I give you now because I'm not done with you."

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Hi hi hi!!!! You can ignore/delete this if you're not taking requests anymore but may I ask for something from the smut prompt list?

Could I ask for 11 with poly jotaro/reader/kakyoin? If it's too hard or tricky to do that then you can just write with either! Thank youuu 🥺💕

Kit here! Ahhhhh! You're my first request and I love the chosen prompt! It was kind of challenging but I loved writing it! Jotakak is my fav pairing, and I'm so happy it was my first request :3 Here is your request!

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In The Library (Kakyoin x Reader x Jotaro, Smut)

Kit here! Ahhhhh my first request (≧U≦❁) Jotakak is literally my favorite pairing so far and I will probably never turn down a chance to write about them! I am a bit rusty so apologies if it isn't exactly the best... I will admit, it was rather tricky to write this one but it was a fun challenge!

Request: Could I ask for 11 with poly jotaro/reader/kakyoin? If it's too hard or tricky to do that then you can just write with either! Thank youuu 🥺💕

Prompt: "Do you feel that? Feel what you do to me?"

Word Count: 2.8k

Warnings: size & breeding kink, threesome, double-penetration(same hole), hand-job, swearing, smut, Star Platinum is used briefly to silence the reader with his hand, sex in a semi-public place(in a library quiet room)

A/N: I was too lazy to write in condoms, and I love to hit it raw on here, but I absolutely encourage everyone to wear a condom!!!! All characters are aged up (18 and in college) & I changed the prompt slightly to fit (changing "me" to "us" cause its a threesome) - one more thing: me and Sam finished DiU, so feel free to request!

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Check out my other works: Have You Learned Your Lesson Yet? ｡+.｡☆ﾟ｡+ﾟ ☆*ﾟ･*.ﾞ｡+.｡☆ﾟ｡+ﾟ ☆*ﾟ･*.ﾞ Your first year of college was going rather… good. You decided to take a light workload the first year, spacing out your classes just right over the two semesters so you could get a feel for what college was like before bumping up the classes and start working towards your future. It seemed that time just flew by and now you were in the final stretch of your second semester and you were buried in the usual "end-of-the-year" tests and exams. One thing you loved about college was the library - quiet, calm, and free-to-use quiet rooms that were semi-soundproof, able to block out noise from both inside and outside the room. These rooms were a saving grace in your book. Jotaro and Kakyoin had found the room you were in and joined you in a little study session, each of you doing your thing in comfortable silence. Of course, as time went on, you refused to take any breaks to keep your streak of concentration from breaking, which eventually caught up to you. Your head throbbed and ached, your eyes beginning to strain and finally you gave up with a groan, leaning your body back into the chair, feeling your muscles stretch with the pleasurable pain that came with stretching stiff muscles. When you heard Kakyoin's voice from behind you, making you turn to face him. "You've been working hard for a while, maybe it's time to take a break." Kakyoin's voice is low and sultry, a look of lust covering his features as he slowly walks towards you. You never took notice of just how intimidating he could be when he wanted to - his broad shoulders capturing your attention. Once he was within distance, his hands grabbed the edge of the desk, pushing his strong, lithe body close to yours, caging you in. A small smirk curls on his lips as he watches you bite your lip, leaning in to place gentle kisses along your neck, starting from the sweet spot below the ear. "Let's put down the books for a while and clear our heads, hm?" Without hesitating, the redhead was quick to find your lips and capture them in a searing kiss. You moaned as you felt his hands trail up and down your sides before settling on your lower back. Slowly he brought you to a stand, moving the chair out of the way, and suddenly pressed you backward. You expected to hear a loud crash as your things were moved out of the way from the force Kakyoin had pushed you back and laid you out on the table but you turn and catch the last glimpses of a green and white tendril fading away. A shadow coming over your face startled you and you look up to see Jotaro, leaning over the desk and his large hands placed on either side of your head. You bite your lip as you watch as Jotaro's usually bright aquamarine eyes turn and swirl into pools of black lust. You keen when Kakyoin's hands begin to roam once again, heading straight for your breasts, where he squeezes and plays with them for a little before moving down. He lifts your shirt and begins to kiss down from the valley of your breasts, down your stomach, to your navel, and finally below. Slim fingers hook into your skirt and panties and tug down, tossing them somewhere behind the redhead. "Already wet, darling?" Kakyoin's voice drips with honey, his lavender eyes flitting up to see Jotaro standing over you, smirking to himself when one of Jotaro's large hands grabs yours and guides you to his belts. Turning his attention to the heat between your thighs, he licks his lips before lowering onto his knees and letting his hot breath fan over pussy. You spread your legs further apart and you focus on removing Jotaro's two belts, your mouth watering when you see the slight bulge in his pants grow bigger. Once his belts were gone, Jotaro is quick to pull down his pants, stopping them when they get to his thighs. His cock was thick, hard, and leaking. You moan as everything around you disappears and you zone in on his cock, mind running with all the times he's given you mind-blowing pleasure. One of your hands reaches out and gently, but firmly, grabs ahold of Jotaro's length, giving him a few strokes before he brings himself closer to your face. His tip taps your lips and you give his tip a kitten lick, causing him to groan quietly and you feel his hand come to your chin and tilt your head back more. Finally, you take a deep breath and open your mouth, letting the black-haired man slip into your throat with ease. Kakyoin finally takes a long, slow lick up your pussy, collecting the wetness that was already there and moaning softly against your cunt. You quickly control your breathing with practiced ease, relaxing your throat enough for Jotaro to push in more of his cock. A shudder runs through his form when your tongue works against the underside of his length. Kakyoin is quick to delve his tongue into your tight hole, working you open slightly and causing a sudden rush of wetness to coat his tongue. His eyes flitted up once more and he groaned loudly at the sight, seeing Jotaro's cock bulge out your throat slightly, looking up a little more to see his face flushed and brows knitted together in concentration as you allowed your throat to be used. Finally, Jotaro stilled for a slight moment before pulling out so his tip remained in your mouth, letting you breathe in some needed air. Your hands wrap around his thighs and when you pull him closer, he slides right back down your throat, another groan slipping past his lips. When Kakyoin's tongue removes from your hole, you clench and whine, being cut off shortly after when you feel two slender fingers gently push in. "Look at you," Kakyoin's voice was low and slightly deeper than usual, sending tingles down your spine and straight to your core. He slowly begins to pump his fingers in and out, feeling his cock pulsing hard as he watches you and Jotaro. "Fuck, wanna feel you around me, baby. Can feel you clenching my fingers, wanna feel it on my cock." He brings himself up, keeping his fingers inside you and adding a third one, while his free hand reaches up to pull your shirt, hearing the fabric rip slightly. "Bet Jotaro wants to feel you too. Wanna have you stuffed with the both of us. Can't stop thinking about it. Bet you look so good with two cocks inside you, hm? Pushing you to your limits while we take what we want from you." You can't stop the loud, long moan that comes from your throat, making Jotaro jerk at the sudden sensation. You tap twice on the backs of his thighs and he pulls out immediately, looking down at you for any signs of discomfort. "Want you inside me, please. Both of you." Your voice was hoarse from having the thick appendage inside your throat, and you whined when Kakyoin added a fourth finger. "Not yet baby, need to stretch you out a little more, so damn tight…" Kakyoin's voice was pushed through gritted teeth. You begin to feel the building orgasm that Kakyoin had been working you to become closer and closer. You gripped Jotaro again and began to pump him, zoning in on the way he twitched and thrust into your hand. Finally, the redhead pulled away, eyes on your pussy, which was now slightly gaping from his fingers working you. His eyes met Jotaro's and he nodded, pulling away and finally taking off his pants, Jotaro following his lead before strong arms wrapped around your torso, pulling you up and off the table. You watch as Kakyoin quickly placed himself where your form was moments ago, getting situated and comfortable. You were quickly sat onto the redhead's lap, feeling his cock settle between your soaked folds and his hands settle on your hips. Jotaro moved behind you, feeling his thick cock right behind you, nestling between your folds as well. Jotaro's hands reached around and grabbed your breasts, squeezing them slightly and pushing his weight into you, forcing you to lean over Kakyoin, who stole a kiss from you when you were within distance. "Fucking hell you're soaked," Jotaro's deep voice settled into your core. "Are you ready?" His voice sent shivers down your spine. With a confirmed nod on your part, he grabbed his cock and aligned himself with your hole, and slowly pushed in. He was met with little resistance as you relax and pulled away to moan loudly before the redhead turned his attention to your breasts, his hands still keeping your hips up. "Fuck. So damn tight, gonna… stretch you out…" His voice was slightly strained. He waited a few moments before giving the other man the go-ahead, and finally, Kakyoin pulled away from your tits to focus on grabbing his cock and pushing into you. He was met with a lot more resistance, despite stretching you out, and you tensed up. Jotaro began to plant kisses along your body, trying to take your mind off the pain that was sure to follow. Kakyoin tried his best to hold in the very loud groan that threatened to release itself as your body finally gave way and let him slide in right beside Jotaro. Both men paused, all three of you panting like crazy. Sweat began to break out on all of you from being so close to one another, your body almost laying completely flat against the redhead beneath you. Knowing you needed at least a few minutes to adjust to the two, thick cocks inside of you, Kakyoin and Jotaro began to let their hands and lips roam. You found the redhead's lips once more in a gentle kiss, his tongue swiping your lips and asking for entrance, which you grant without hesitation. The tall brunet man behind you sucking dark marks into your neck, feeling his hot breath fan over your shoulder and feeling his hands going down to squeeze your thighs and ass before reaching between yours and Kakyoin's body, landing right on the slight bulge of your navel. The hot groan that left the brunet's mouth made your core clench, Kakyoin groaning at the feeling, his hips rutting up to seek more of the sensation. Using his free hand, Jotaro quickly reached and grabbed Kakyoin's hand and placed it next to his on your navel, the redhead's eyes going wide and even darkening a little more. Lost in the sensation of being so full and trying to relax your muscles, you fail to realize what has the two men worked up. Finally, you make out the feeling of two hands on your belly and you raise a brow, reaching down for yourself. Your eyes widen and your mouth drops open slightly in shock. Kakyoin's smirk returns. "You feel that princess? Feel what you do to us? Got us so worked up, darling. Gonna pump you full, ngh, already feel so ready to fill you up…" He tips his head back as thoughts run wild through his head, serving to rile him up more and make his cock twitch. "Tell us you're ready," Jotaro's calm and cool manner was replaced with slight desperation and strained urgency. "Tell us that you want us to fill you up, pump you full of everything we've got." You can't form words when the redhead lifts you slightly and pulls you back down, testing the waters. You nod fervently but that wasn't enough. "Tell us." "Y-yes, I want you to fill me up. I want it, I want it so bad, please!" Your voice was high and whiny, eager to feel them spill their seed inside your needy hole. With your response, Jotaro was first to pull out slightly and thrust back in, groaning when your walls clenched in response, and Kakyoin's cock twitching provided a tighter space to nestle in. Their rhythm started slowly before they picked up the pace. Both men were trying their best to keep quiet, but it was getting harder and harder with each clench of your walls or a breathy moan of their name falling from your lips. "Jotaro, Kakyoin," your voice is almost a breathy whisper, feeling so full and euphoric from being sandwiched by your two lovers. After everything that happened, this was a special time for the three of you to share alone. Your orgasm grew quicker than you expected, but when you were stuffed full, if one pulled out, the other rubbed against your g-spot and vice versa. You kept your hand on the slight bulge as Kakyoin and Jotaro's hands went to your hips and torso, holding you close and allowing them to go deeper and take their pleasure from you. "Please…" "Fucking, I'm already close," Kakyoin's voice strained as he kept up the pace with Jotaro, feeling the tightening in his lower belly and as well as in his balls. He knew he had a big load ready for you, but something about being so intimate in this position, having you between him and the brunet drove him up the wall. A particularly rough, stuttered thrust into you forced the loud groan to tear from his throat, making you look at him and lean down to steal a kiss, despite both of you being almost completely out of breath. Behind you, Jotaro took advantage of you leaning down on Kakyoin and picking up the pace slightly, his breath fanning over the back of your shoulder while he watched you and the redhead kiss, eyes dark with lust and jaw clenched. "Fuck, feels so good," his voice was deeper than normal with arousal and lust, something that never failed to have you clench around him. "M'close, gonna cum… gonna fill you up." His voice shook slightly as the fire in his belly began to grow and spread, his cock twitching like crazy against your walls and the other cock stuffed inside you. "M'gonna give you everything, gonna make you take it." His voice may have been slightly weak but that didn't stop the underlying tone that had you moaning out loud. You jerk when you feel two fingers work against your sore clit, working you with fast circles, feeling just the right amount of pressure to finally send you over the edge, snapping the knot inside your belly and spreading throughout your body like fire. Your eyes roll back and a scream threatens to make itself known until a flash of light and large hand presses over your mouth. You open your eyes, your vision hazy and full of stars but you make out the figure of Star, realizing it is his hand muffling your noises. You clench harder around the two cocks inside of you, feeling helpless and riding on cloud nine as both men thrust a few more times before stilling inside you, their cocks twitching as they shudder through their release, barely managing to keep their volumes at an acceptable level. Jotaro's hips stutter through his release, groaning against your skin and hands holding you tight just below your breasts, resting his sweaty forehead against the nape of your neck. Below you, Kakyoin's head tips back with a dull 'thunk' on the table as he lets out a long, deep groan, hips stuttering as his release overtakes him. He can feel that his release is more than normal, finally taking in a deep breath when his orgasm lets go of him, letting him relax. You have never felt this full in your life, feeling their cum splash and paint your walls was almost enough to send you into another spiral of pleasure. With your vision clearing up, you see Star still hovering above you, the edges of his mouth quirk up before he disappears. "Holy fuck," you breathe out, a dry laugh coming from your lips. Jotaro hums gently before pulling out of you slowly, feeling bad when he sees you wince. "Holy fuck, indeed." Kakyoin lifts his head and smiles at you, still basking in the afterglow of his release. With the help of both men, you're taken off of Kakyoin's lap and gently placed on your feet, though they give out almost immediately, forcing you to lean into Jotaro, who exhales softly and holds you up with ease. "Did that clear your mind, darling?" The redhead's voice held a smirk that you could hear rather than see. You roll your eyes playfully and when he walks by, you sneak a quick kiss. Once you were all dressed and looked semi-decent, you reached for your things only to find that Jotaro had taken them before you had a chance to reach for them, the three of you walking out of the room and towards the dorms. ｡+.｡☆ﾟ｡+ﾟ ☆ﾟ･.ﾞ｡+.｡☆ﾟ｡+ﾟ ☆ﾟ･.ﾞ

[thestressedskittles]

Request Guidelines/About Us

This blog is an 18+ reader-insert blog and as such, we will only write stories for the reader(you)! We ask that you be respectful to others - no hate will be tolerated on this blog, and if you are causing trouble, you will be blocked! We are also open to just casual conversation! We both love to talk and meet new people!

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*Kit will be the writer for smut/NSFW posts

*Sam will be the main writer for fluff/angst

*For now, this is a Jojo's Bizarre Adventure writing blog until we expand further, but don't hesitate to request something else! We will both do our best to include all sorts of characters!

*You can request for any character up to Golden Wind until we find the time to watch Part 6 - Kit is open to doing threesomes or higher/poly relationships, as well as gay!reader, trans!reader, etc

*Kit will NOT write underaged characters(in the context of smut, this should be a given), bestiality, incest - more things will be added to this list if we think of them

*Sam is open to writing stories with mentions of abuse but no act of said abuse will be written out.

Here is a link to a little prompt list Kit made.

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About Us:

Kit (aka KitKat, she/her, 21)

Hi! I am Kit. I took quite some time off from writing until I met Sam, and that's when we decided to start this blog. Hopefully, I can get back into doing what I enjoy - writing! Writing for me is a hobby and a stress-reliever and something I've done almost my whole life. I am into the predator/prey, power-play scene, a/b/o, AU's, and a whole lot more - JJBA has so graciously reignited my passion for writing. Very few things are off-limits to my writing, but if it is, I will let you know! I hope you enjoy my work!

Sam(aka Sammy, she/her, 22)

I am Sam! I am relatively new to the writing scene, only recently finding an interest in writing stories. With some encouragement from Kit, we both created this blog together to share our writing! I'm all into the fluff and cuddles, and sometimes angsty, stories, which is what I enjoy writing the most. Much like Kit, writing for me is a big stress-reliever and helps me out a ton with handling life. I hope you enjoy my work!

[thestressedskittles]

Smut Prompt List

Kit here! I have created a quick little smut prompt list for fun. I am comfortable writing characters up to Golden Wind. All prompts are open to being reused by different characters or request your own little prompt! This list will be updated periodically.

“Say my name.”

“Do you think you deserve this?”

“Keep your eyes on me.”

“The only way you’re getting off is on my thigh.”

“My favorite necklace on you is my right hand.”

“You look good with my hand around your pretty little throat.”

“Never tease me like that again.”

“Beg for it.”

“How many rounds do you have in you?”

“Are those my clothes?”

“Do you feel that? Feel what you do to me?”

“Wow, look at my baby taking all of me.”

“Like the stretch?”

“You owe me a massage…”

“Look how pretty you are, taking all of me.”

“Look what I can do to you.”

“If I have to pull over, you won't be able to walk for a week.”

“Show me.”

“Did I say you could stop.”

“Be a good girl and spread your legs.”

“If you keep looking at me like that we won’t make it to a bed.”

"That's not how we ask for things, is it?"

"Once I start, I won't stop."

"I know you're not shy, so come here."

"Be good and keep quiet."