trying to get into the funk of things, so have a jonadio fuck fic ft. milk!
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Dio turned the ring with his thumb as he smirked to himself. The blonde felt as if he won everything, he married the man he loved. Dio bit his bottom lip as his shouldered melted into the velvet couch. After, hummed came from him. A soft melody quietly filled his own ears. His blonde hair fell past his bare shoulders. Dio never felt so vulnerable around someone. He completely trusted his husband no matter what. Dio moaned softly just thinking about JoJo’s kisses along his body. His husband was such a caring lover. Jonathan would never want to hurt Dio.
Though now… Dio is stricken with loneliness. JoJo had other trivial matters to attend to. Dio couldn’t care less about those things. The blonde just felt ever so drained, he missed doting husband taking care of him. Dio should be Jonathan’s number one priority. This ring that Dio freshly donned on a couple of months ago, did it mean nothing to him? Was their honeymoon just some sort of game for the other male? Dio scoffed to himself. He slowly used his other hand to rub over the priceless gem on the ring. He knew he had to keep JoJo to himself.
Dio hummed as he lifted himself onto his feet. He dragged his bare feet on the cool wooden floors. When he reached his room, he slowly slid the rest of his dress shirt off. Dio grabbed his binder and lifted it off of himself. His pink nipples hardened when they hit the fresh cold air in the room. Dio hissed to himself as he closed the window.
“Honestly, JoJo needs to learn to close that damned window.” Dio spoke to himself; he slowly slid off his black tight pants then his underwear. Dio scooped up his clothes then threw it in the laundry basket.
When that was over with, he walked over to the brown door. He opened it with a smirk on his face. He walked into his closet and began to poke around. Dio was quite proud of his closet, it was filled with clothes on clothes. Walk-in closet? No, it was almost the size of their bedroom. Of course, JoJo’s clothes were mixed in there as well. However, it was mostly Dio’s sense of fashion. He fussed around through the clothes. His eyes narrowed, he wore most of these too many times. Dio pursed out his pink lips.
However, he finally did come across a piece of lingerie he liked. He hummed quietly when he took the hanger off of the pole. The material was a fine lace, it would tightly be wrapped around his body. Dio’s breasts would squeeze together, and his pussy would only be covered by a mere piece of cloth. It was almost nothing like the other lingerie he owned. This was only covered a little bit of his cunt and tits. He knew that JoJo would nearly faint if he ever saw Dio in this. The sly blonde smirked to himself.
“Oh how perfect, my darling JoJo would love this.” Dio giggled to himself.
He took the black lace off of the hanger and placed it back on the pole. Dio quickly placed the black lace on his body. He whined when the small piece of cloth dug right into his clit. A whine escaped his lips, he needed JoJo now. He went to JoJo’s dresser and pulled out one of the white dress shirts. He unbuttoned the shirt all the way and placed it on himself. Of course, he left it just the way it was. He took a quick wif from the shirt. Another whine escaped his lips; JoJo’s scent was too strong.
“Dio my love! Are you here my Love?” Jonathan called out as he entered the home.
Dio smirked, this was his time, “Oh JoJo! I’m in our room, please come and see me! I’m much too tired to walk!”
Jonathan couldn’t help but roll his eyes. He loves Dio to death however, he knows that he can be filled with drama. Jonathan removed his coat and placed it on the hanger. After, he went upstairs and opened the door. JoJo wasn’t ready for such a surprise.
“M-My love I-” Jonathan staggered out.
Dio chuckled, “Do you like it? I wore this, just for you .”
Jonathan crawled onto the bed, he got over Dio. Dio’s hands rested on Jonathan’s cheeks, his fingers curled in some of his hair. Jonathan’s lips slowly grazed his husband’s, he finally kissed him. The touch of Jonathan made Dio whine right into his lover’s mouth. Jonathan’s hand wrapped around his left tit. He gave it a hard squeeze, he felt milk drizzle out. Jonathan pulled away so he could look down, he squeezed again. Jonathan’s eyes lit up, he loved Dio’s chest so much.
He leaned down and laid between his husband’s chest. Dio hummed as he tangled his fingers in Jonathan’s dark hair. Jonathan licked over his lover’s nipple through the lace. A small kiss was placed on it, milk sprayed along his lips. Jonathan gave it a quick lick and then placed it in his mouth. Dio’s voice hitched, he shivered under Jonathan. Dio’s hands almost tugged at Jonathan’s hair. He didn’t want to hurt his darling JoJo, but it was a strong tug. Jonathan only whined over Dio’s tit. Jonathan bit over his lover’s nipple. Milk sprayed in the mouth.
“JoJo my dear, you’re never off of my chest, are you?” Dio whined.
He popped off of his tit, “I’m addicted, I need your milk.” Jonathan went to the other nipple.
Dio’s pussy began to leak. He felt Jonathan’s hard bulge against his pink clit. Dio’s face reddened, he rubbed his pussy along the cock bulge. Dio bit his bottom lip as Jonathan continued to suck. Again, he popped off and squeezed it. Milk sprayed all over his face. Almost like a dog, his tongue flopped out. He dropped back down on the tit. Dio’s voice hitched again.
Jonathan hummed, he needed more and more milk. He loved the way it filled his throat. Dio’s warm milk, it drove him crazy. Jonathan pulled away as milk dripped down the corner of his lips. Dio’s clit twitched, he needed to cum.
“JoJo, you’re such a good boy. I love it when you suck my chest dry.” Dio moaned.
Jonathan hummed again, “Fuck… I love your chest too much…”
