Official 911onabc ig account dropping this new year’s post with that caption?! 😘
What a brilliantly buddie way to enter 2025!
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Official 911onabc ig account dropping this new year’s post with that caption?! 😘
What a brilliantly buddie way to enter 2025!
Tiny Dancer (Jonathan Joestar x GN!Reader)
There’s something fairly hilarious about watching as Jonathan peeks at you through the gaps of his fingers, his cheeks an adorable shade of red.
“Wh-what are you wearing?!” he squeaks, a feminine noise to escape such a masculine man. You titter, swaying your hips playfully, causing the coins on the wrap to tinkle softly.
“A dancer outfit. Why? Don’t you like it?” you ask, raising your arms above your head to expose more of your body to your blushing boyfriend. He chokes, his hands dropping from the poor attempt to cover his face as his eyes gravitate to your ass as you turn.
“It... Uh,” he trails off, his pretty eyes wide as you shake your ass purposefully, the coins tinkling once again.
“Don’t you think it’s pretty?” you coo, only to jump when Jonathan shoots out of his seat.
“It’s very pretty,” he insists, reaching out and grabbing at your arms, “but I need you to stop.” Blinking, you arch a brow at his request, lowering your eyes to the bulge in his trousers.
“Do you really want me to stop?” you ask softly, smirking when Jonathan whines in the back of his throat as your hand reaches out to cup his erection, “Don’t you want me to dance on. Your. Dick?” You watch with anticipation and glee as Jonathan flips from gentleman to Dom at your teasing as he growls.
“Don’t cry once your ass is red, darling,” he tells you, his hands dropping to your hips before easily lifting you onto his shoulder, carrying you off to the bedroom with an obvious plan to make you dance to his rhythm.
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"Mother's day hmmm...I'll have to set aside work to spend some time with my girls then...goddess knows how that will turn out. But I guess that's bonding for you right?"