WHEN THEY L♡VE TO SINK THEIR TEETH/FANGS INTO YOUR SKIN.ᐟ GN READER, NSFW MDNI!!!
He's such a delirious freak when he kisses a sliver of your exposed skin.
He'll be fucking you dumb. Raw, unrestrained—like an animal lost in heat. The bed groans underneath; big, rough hands gripping your bruised hips like a lifeline as his thrusts grow frantic and sharp; as if he's making sure your abused walls remember every vein of his cock. Moans slip from your lips like confessions, “Yeah, keep those pretty noises coming sweets..” He tilts his head, rolling his shoulder back—keeping his thrusts in a steady rhythm that hit those spots where you completely blank out.
He leans down, you whimper into the pillow when you feel him press more into your used hole. “Fuck—i love it when you clench on my cock like that.” He smirks, warm breath ghosting over your ear—one of his hands grabs your chin, adjusting so he can see your fucked-out look. “Look at you..so messy,” He whispers low, sultry, thumb wiping away drool you didn't notice was there. His eyes are half lidded, sight clouded as strands of his thick hair frames his forehead like vines.
You feel butterflies in your stomach at how dreamy he looked. And him too.
He leans in to kiss your neck—you don't realise his intention until he acts on it. It starts slow, unhurried; dragging his lips across your heated skin in long strides, leaving warmth in it's trail—then he pauses, and smiles against your skin.
You didn't even get to react before he opens his mouth and bites into your supple skin. And at the same damn time; you felt him bury himself in you—filling you to the brim until a creamy ring forms around the base of his thick cock. It was a shiver that crawled your spine at first; then a certain heat that spread throughout your body.
You tremble, jaw slacked as a silent scream escapes you. He hums deep, like he's savouring you. You weakly glare at him through your peripheral—he always had this peculiar habit of biting you any chance he got, and honestly.. the amount of worried looks you got from your friends was starting to be embarrassing. “Ow!..what are you? A dog..? Stop biting me..!” You tried to free yourself but you didn't have any energy left in you. Plus, he didn't bulge at all.
Black spots litter your sight like constellations as you spiral in and out of reality due to the overwhelming pleasure building in you. He's hooked onto your skin; applying the right amount of pressure where both ecstasy and pain are blurred into a line where you couldn't read it anymore. Hot tears run down your face, staining the pillowcase; he takes his own time to finally let go. It's a wet “pop!” when he retreats. “You taste sweet..makes me want to eat you up,” He mumbles, licking and kissing the spot where his teeth left an imprint of his attack. You shiver at his cold lips kissing the sore spot—knuckles whitening from gripping at the sheets. “You're an animal..” You weakly blurt out, voice muffled against the pillow. He grins, wolfishly. “Can't say.. but you love it though.” You groan. He leans back to admire his artwork; damn, you looked good with his teeth on you. His lower abs tighten. He licks his lips.
You mentally died when you felt his limp dick twitch to life inside you.
PLEASE COULD U WRITE HOW THE JOEASTARS (and jobros too..) WOULD GET JEALOUS IF SOME DUDE TRIED TO ASK U OUT OMG IM ON MY HAND AND KNEES PLS PLS PLS PLS I LOVE UR WRITING UR A GOAT
i decided to do a separate post for the jobros, so a pt2 will come out at some point!
you can tell where i got a little lazy though...
ᢉ𐭩 characters: jonathan, joseph, jotaro, josuke, giorno, jolyne, johnny
jonathan
being that jonathan came from an upper-class family, events such as dinner parties and extravagant balls were nothing out of the
ordinary. an expectation. this evening in particular was his turn to host, according to whatever customs were set in place among these groups.
with your help, the night went smoother than smoothly. the mansion was grand and had enough room for everyone to enjoy themselves. there were men in expensive suits and women in large, poofy gowns accompanying them. as jonathan’s partner, you spent most of the evening together, though naturally at some point you had gotten separated while going to greet different guests.
just as you had started to search for him again, you felt a presence behind you, followed by a call of greeting. in front of you now was a man you hadn’t seen before, but it was obvious he was another noble by the fabrics he wore. “apologies, but i couldn’t help but notice you as you walked past.” right from the introduction, and the way he announced his title so proudly after, you knew he was another one of those snobby men you couldn’t stand. you ought to have rejected his advances right away, but he wouldn’t spare you a second to talk — far too occupied rambling on about whatever legacy his family held and how they ‘desperately require an heir.’
typical.
in the midst of your boredom, you hadn’t even noticed the familiar footsteps of your boyfriend behind you until he placed a gentle yet polite hand to your waist. “there you are,” he smiled with a softness that screamed adoration, before his attention turned to the man in front. jonathan couldn’t lie — the idea of another man trying to court you made his stomach twist uncomfortably. you were his love. his heart. how could he not feel a little protective over you when someone tried to take that away from him?
regardless, he gave the man a polite smile and greeted him, choosing to keep his protectiveness silent, but it was loud in the way he held you slightly tighter, almost as if silently asking if you were uncomfortable at all. “ah, forgive me. i wasn’t aware they had a partner.” the man chuckled, a little too laid-back for jonathan’s liking — he should be somewhat more apologetic, the thought — but he accepted the apology anyways, not wanting to come across as rude or cold, though you could see the mild tension in his jaw as he eyes the other man with distrust.
“it’s alright. we’ll be on our way now,” he then turned his head to look at you again, all tension in his body relaxing when he noticed you looking at him too, and he felt a little more at ease. “there’s a cake i wanted you to try.” he tells you, and the thoughtfulness makes you giggle softly.
the moment you had both walked off together, out of earshot and eyesight of the stranger, jonathan let out a soft sigh, a large hand moving to rest against your lower back, guiding you through the crowd of people. “are you alright?” because he has to check. has to know you’re feeling safe and content. “did that man bother you at all?”
he was relieved when you shook your head. “i’m fine, but i’m half-asleep,” you admitted, which made him chuckle. “he just kept rambling on about nothing.” jonathan, having grown up around people like this, understood all to well, and although physical displays of affection were seen as vulgar in settings like these, he couldn’t resist sneaking a kiss to your temple. “well you’re stuck with me for the rest of the night. hopefully i won’t bore you as much.”
“never.” you murmured back with a smile.
joseph
joseph could not believe the nerve of this man. he had only stopped somewhere to use the bathroom quickly, leaving you stood outside of the building waiting for him to finish up, and when he came back out he saw some random man speaking to you — or more accurately — flirting with you.
it had only been two minutes, and yet there the guy was trying to charm you, flashing you a toothy grin that made his blood boil, especially once he had reached out to brush your hair a little away from your eyes. it was obvious you were caught by surprise with the whole thing in how you seemed at a loss for words, but before you could actually say anything, joseph was already at your side, slinging an arm around your shoulders.
“i’m back, darling,” he announced exaggeratedly, the use of the nickname making you cringe a little internally because he never called you darling. that didn't stop him from continuing with this act, however, eyes flickering up to the other man’s face, watching how his previous confidence fell a little. “and who may you be?” he asked with a raised eyebrow, his words drawled out like some sort of judgemental old woman, which made you bite back a chuckle.
“oh, uh—” the man didn’t even manage to get a word in before joseph was cutting him off with a smug grin, leaning forwards slightly like he was interrogating the guy, which he honestly kind of was, looming over him and questioning him like that. “if i didn’t know better, i’d say you were making the moves on them.” he pulled you closer to his side like he was signalling that you were taken. that you were his and he had no interest in you.
the other guy clearly got the message, his hand scratching the back of his neck awkwardly as his gaze flickered between you and joseph, looking more than disheartened now. “sorry, i didn’t realise—” a huff from joseph cut him off again, your boyfriend shaking his head dramatically, conveying disappointment. “well now you know, so i’d suggest you back off and leave us alone.”
being that he was almost twice the other man’s size, the stranger before you seemed to simply nod in obedience, a smart decision considering joseph had a history of starting fights with those he found to be scum, which in this case, he definitely did. nobody had the right to try and take you from him after all! you were his! he snickered when the guy scurried off with another muttered apology, squeezing your shoulder gently as he watched him retreat. “what an idiot— thinking he was in your league.” joseph scoffed, turning back to you with a grin of pure victory, like he had just won a trophy or something. he was so full of himself sometimes. “now, how about we go for food? all that drama has me starving.”
jotaro
“can you pick one already?” you groaned.
you had stood there watching him stare at the spine of about thirty different books already, and none of them were remotely interesting. books about planes and boats and marine life — nothing like the type of books you usually read. on one hand, you couldn’t complain all too much. you had dragged him around to plenty of different stores too, so it was only fair he had his turn. but on the other hand, you could feel yourself aging faster from just how long you were waiting for him to choose something already.
“don’t rush me,” he grumbled, no bite to his tone with you, but clearly very serious about whatever this was. “if you’re bored you can go look at something else.”
right. you had free will. how could you forget?
your legs carried you to whichever section of the bookstore interested you the most, and when you reached it your mood had increased significantly. eyes skimming and stopping on a particular title, you reached out to grab it without realising another hand had reached for the same book at the same time until your fingers brushed.
a little startled, both you and the stranger pulled your hands back, and when you looked over at him to apologise, he was already doing the same. “it’s okay. you take it.” you offered, feeling nice today. you hadn’t exactly come here yourself, so it wasn’t like you were desperate to buy anything. “no, no, you should have it.” the stranger shook his head to your surprise. “i insist.”
giving him a grateful ‘thank you’ you pulled the book off of the shelf and looked over the cover. meanwhile, the stranger was still looking you over. “you know, you’re really beautiful,” he suddenly spoke up, the compliment making you pause. was he…hitting on you?
“yeah, they are.”
the deep, rough voice was unmistakable behind you, one hand in pocket and the other moving to hold onto your hip with that familiar possessiveness. it wasn’t a surprise to you when you looked over your shoulder to see jotaro there, his expression somehow more brooding than ever, and there was a dark look in his eyes that told you he was more than ready to beat the crap out of this guy if he had to.
“they’re also my partner,” he added with a snarl, uncaring of how he came across because who the hell was this guy to him? “so scram before things get ugly.” heat rose to your cheeks at that. the guy didn’t know you were taken! he was just trying to shoot his shot and be nice. you couldn’t help but pity the slightly nervous look on his face as he peered up at your giant of a boyfriend. “jotaro…” you mumbled, trying to calm him.
“hey, hey — i didn’t mean any trouble,” the man held his hands up like surrender, clearly knowing there was no use in arguing. “i didn’t know they were taken. my bad.” still, jotaro was uncaring, his jealousy bubbling up rapidly in his chest. he didn’t say anything else, though. just kept a tight hold on you while glaring at the guy like he was two seconds away from either cussing him out or tearing him to shreds.
either way the man didn’t wanna find out which route he would take, wasting no time in turning around and walking in the opposite direction — books be damned. he could come back another day after all.
jotaro didn’t leave your side after that. as much as he scoffed seeing the guy hurry away, and despite his grumbled ‘idiot’ when the situation was over, you noticed how clingy he was now. “you’re practically stepping on my toe here,” you snorted as you paid for the book you had grabbed from the shelf, your boyfriend lingering withing an arm’s length at every turn you made.
“tch,” he turned away like he was annoyed with your comment, your audacity, but that faint blush on his olive cheeks gave him away, no matter how low he tiled his hat. “i’m not. you’re annoying.”
josuke
where the hell were you?
josuke had spent far too long searching around the school for you already, and it was starting to get tiring — especially with the summer heat cursing morioh this year. okuyasu had begged him to come to the nearby store with him to get a cold drink, and he had naturally agreed and thought to get you one too. he always kept you in mind after all.
but when he returned he couldn’t find you anywhere.
one of your friends he’d bumped into told him you were probably in the cafeteria by now. feeling a little silly because he hadn’t initially considered that idea, he made his way there with a small smile on his face. he’d gotten your favourite flavour, so it was sure to make you smile.
eventually, he found you among the busy room, but when he laid eyes on your table, his expression faltered for a split second. not because of you — but because there was some other guy sat opposite you. some other guy that looked way too pleased with himself, leaning back all cocky in a way that made his brows furrow and a wave of annoyance and uncertainty washed over him.
he wasn’t sure why, but he really wanted to march over there and pull that guy away from you. it wasn’t like you weren’t allowed male friends, because of course you were — but this guy was clearly trouble — and after approaching and hearing something that sounded awfully close to “saturday night,” josuke knew he had to say or do something about this.
“hey,” he greeted you, placing the drink in front of your tray and taking a seat beside you. right away his arm was around your shoulder — casual but almost claiming — a silent statement to say that you were definitely not seeing this guy on saturday if he had anything to say about it. “got you this. your favourite.” he shot the guy a glance at that last word before turning back to see you smile.
of course, he had nothing to worry about with you. you were way too loyal to even think about hurting him like that, but that didn’t mean it didn’t get on his nerves a little seeing this guy act so confident like he had a shot. he was so flustered he didn’t know how to act. does he warn him? act nonchalant? this hasn’t happened before…
“you need something?”
the words flow out easily, a tone of distaste in every word that’s only further emphasised by the bored raise of his eyebrow. you almost laugh at the sight.
“just talking to them.” the guy replies, eyeing josuke suspiciously almost, as if trying to understand if you two were actually together or not. “well if it’s not important then quit wasting our time.” josuke doesn’t mean for it to come out as rude as it does. he’s trying to be nice — he really is! but it’s just so hard when all he wants to do right now is have you to himself without some other guy stealing all your attention away. “can’t you see you’re disturbing us?”
looking between you and josuke and seeing that you don’t respond to tell your boyfriend to be more polite, the guy gives up quickly, understanding that there was no point, and that his arrogance wouldn't work on you. “what a jerk,” the guy mutters as he gets to his feet, hands shoved deep into his pockets as he storms off like a sulking child.
the switch up was incredulous, josuke’s indifference melting into a pout right away, and he huffs quietly before leaning back against his seat. “who even was that guy?” he murmured, arms folded over his chest. “couldn’t he see you weren’t interested?”
you don’t get a chance to even speak or attempt to reassure him before he’s taking your drink in hand and taking a sip. a small one, sure, but a sip regardless. “i spent so much time finding you and getting you this — slurrrrp — and that’s what i come back to?”
his thievery earned him a swat across the arm.
giorno
“ehi, scusi,”
turning your head around to find some guy calling after you wasn’t part of your plans for today. just looking at him told you he was another one of the many mafiosos that inhabited napoli. the all-too-casual demeanour didn’t help his case either. “you’re looking great today. how about i take you out for coffee sometime?”
you hadn’t shook your head faster. you were supposed to be meeting at a nearby restaurant with giorno soon who had a meeting to attend beforehand and had told you he’d meet you there. you had no time to stop and chit-chat, and you definitely had no plans of grabbing coffee with another man when you already had your own.
“mi scusa, but i’m in a rush,” you hardly spared him a glance, yet he still persisted, trailing after you like he was desperate beyond belief for some sort of acceptance from you. “awh, c’mon — it’s just coffee,” he insisted, trying so obviously to get you to look at him. notice him. “you got a boyfriend or something?”
a sigh escaped your lips and you stopped in your tracks, knowing that trying to outrun this guy wasn’t going to work. “yeah, i do.” still, the man’s face hadn’t dropped into that disappointed expression you were anticipating, and instead you watched his lips curl into a grin — one that told you he wouldn’t give in this easily.
“who? some nobody?” he snorts, shaking his head. “give me a chance, eh? i’ll show you what being with a real man is like.” whatever angels where watching over you found the perfect time to chime in because it was then that a black car pulled up by the side of the road next to you.
out came giorno who had briefly witnessed the situation as he was being escorted to the restaurant, an uneasy feeling settling in his gut and he asked the driver to pull over. “amore,” he greeted with that cool yet undoubtedly soft tone of voice, approaching your side and pressing a kiss to your cheek before turning to face the man in front of you with a neutral expression. unreadable.
“is this your boyfriend or —” the stranger trailed off, his jaw falling slack mid-sentence once he registered who the hell was actually in front of him. his blood ran cold and you had never seen such fear in another person’s eyes before. nothing like this. “y–you…boss!”
in an instant he was bowing obediently to giorno, both out of respect and a plead for mercy, knowing that you would inevitably tell him everything if he hadn’t already seen it. how he had insulted him. “is this man bothering you?” there was a subtle sharpness to his voice as he spoke, like he was struggling to hold back from saying or doing something stupid. he was far from pleased right now, but he couldn’t risk acting foolishly or upsetting you any more than you might already be.
“i’m fine,” you simply replied to the other man’s relief, and he let out a more than nervous chuckle. “i had no idea this was your partner, signore. believe me — i wouldn’t have—” the moment giorno raised his hand, however, the man was silenced, eyes practically bulging out from their sockets as he waited anxiously for whatever giorno would say.
“run along and make yourself useful.”
jolyne
this wasn’t really happening, right?
there was no way in hell someone was seriously hitting on you while she had turned her back for one moment to throw something in the trash. yet despite how many times she rubbed her eyes and blinked, the man in front of you didn’t disappear. rather, he was leaning in even closer to you with a toothy grin that made her skin crawl.
“you like japanese?” the guy practically purred, tilting his head a little in an attempt to be charming. it only made jolyne’s fists clench at her sides though. “there’s a new place open a few blocks away. meant to be good. wanna go?”
a strong hand wrapped around your wrist the moment the words left his mouth, and suddenly you were being tugged away from the man and beside jolyne instead. “hey, i dunno who you think you are but they’re taken.” it surprised you just how hostile her voice was, but then again — this was jolyne — and she’d be damned if anything threatened her relationship with you. you meant too much to her, and you knew that all too well.
“woah— i didn’t know!” the guy retorted with a frown. “jeez, woman. you don’t have to be so aggressive.”
oh, now she was more pissed.
“yeah? well you do now, so beat it.” she scowled like she was about to pounce at him while clinging to your arm like some attention-starved puppy all the same, dragging you in the opposite direction without a second thought because she really didn’t wanna have a back and forth with this guy right now.
“the nerve of some people,” she grumbled as the two of you walked off, her hold on you relaxing a little now that you were away from the guy. “if he ever tries to hit on you again, i’ll kick his ass.”
your amused laugh made her soften almost entirely, and a smile graced her lips in return, chuckling at her own behaviour. “it’s not funny. i’m serious, y’know.” she watched as you shook your head and pressed a kiss to her cheek, her body leaning against yours more now.
“i know.”
johnny
lazy afternoons like these were always sweet, especially with johnny. the warm sun on your skin, the gentle breeze and the slow rhythm of everyday life. you hadn’t done much besides go for a short stroll with him, stopping at a market to buy some fruit that was now in season. the intimacy of doing such mundane things never failed to enchant you both.
“i’ll have two of those, please,” you asked the guy behind the stall, who nodded kindly and placed two fruits into a bag for you, handing them over once you paid. “grew them myself. they’ll taste great.” you hum in acknowledgement, not wanting to be rude while tucking your change back into your pockets again.
“i don’t think i’ve seen you around before,” the man continued despite your lack of response. “you live around here?” giving him your politest smile, you nodded at his question. “i moved not too long ago.”
“ah, figures. think i’d remember a face like yours.”
you pause at that comment, eyes flickering to johnny who you had quite literally handed the fruit to, implying you had come together, before looking back to the face behind the stand. “i’m right here?” johnny frowned, clearly unimpressed with that little attempt at flirting, his hands clutching the bag on his lap in irritation.
“there’s a new play in theatre in town,” the man didn’t seem to care or acknowledge johnny whatsoever, which had his blood boiling in rage. “you like theatre? we could go sometime. on me.” the audacity this man had was beyond him, and he was stunned at what he was hearing and seeing before him.
“did i not just tay she’s taken?” johnny speaks up again, his voice a little rougher now, catching the attention of both the man’s now bored face and a few people nearby. “no, you didn’t.” the man deadpanned, making johnny snarl. “think you’re funny, huh?”
he reached over his laced his fingers with yours, shooting the guy the filthiest glare he could muster up before already beginning to push his wheels to drive him away. “let’s go already,” he grumbled, more than displeased with whatever this was. “before i punch this guy in the jaw.”
It started off as nothing more than a private dance. Nothing special, nothing crazy. Your guy was respectful, he was quiet, sat back in the gaudy leopard printed loveseat and watched what he paid you for. His legs were far and spread, a glass of something dark sat on his knee, his large hand barred over the rim, lazily tracing over his knee with the glass, the liquor swirling around at the bottom from his languid movements.
He watched you attentively, his eyes tracing over your curves and the way you moved to the song he requested, watched your body flow and gyrate so beautifully it made the whole scene feel more classy than what it really was.
And when you had finally turned around, one heel put in front of the other until you stood between his parted legs, he didn’t stiffen, he didn’t get tense or nervous, he just grinned a half lax smile, craning his head up to look at you properly. “You enjoyin’ yourself?” you asked, glittery and glistening like a lace clad angel born from something corrupt and decadent.
He nodded, pursing his lips in a downturned smile, bringing the rim of his drink up to his mouth, taking a sip from it. “As much as anyone could watchin’ a sweet thing like you move.”
You were flattered, and not with the feigned bashful act you usually put on just to get an extra tip out of whatever creep you were entertaining for the night, but actually flattered.
You paused, eyes flickering between his until you suddenly bent down to straddle his lap like an agile cat, the pretty corners of your lips drawing up as you became face to face with him. Your knees sunk into the cushions on either side of his thighs, your arms wrapped around his neck while you sat right atop his bulge, pussy barely covered by the flimsy excuse of a thong you had on.
Deciding to treat him to something you never offer to any of your other clients — access to touch you, to feel you. You heard the quiet but sharp breath he took through his nose, saw how the muscle in his thigh jumped, and you grinned, a stir of excitement beginning to ripple in your lower belly.
You rolled back and forth slowly, letting him feel your warmth envelop his denim covered cock, your clit throbbing at the friction that came with every little buck of your hips. His jaw came down tight, his head falling back with his hands gripped at his sides, one of which holding onto that glass for dear life, not daring to scare you off with his heavy handed touch.
But that wouldn’t do, you wanted him to feel you up, to continue appreciating you the way you wanted to be. You plucked the glass from his hand, setting it on the counter beside him, purposefully pressing your breasts against his chest. When you pulled back, you grabbed his wrists and guided his hands over your hips, molding your smaller hand on top of his, making him indent his fingers into your flesh.
And then…
He had your cheek smushed into the armrest of the loveseat, two thick fingers hooked into your cheek, with his fat cock buried in your cunt, the obscene plap sound only barely concealed by the thumping music just outside the door.
The hot pink lighting in the room made the thong of yours he had wrapped around his fist sparkle, and he chuckled at the sight, tugging on it harder like it was a leash, slamming into you nice and hard.
“You treat all your customers like this? Let them have a joy ride in this lil’ pussy?” he asked through an airy grunt, sliding his fingers from out your mouth to curl all five digits around your jaw until your cheeks squished together, craning down to watch you struggle to speak.
“N-no,” you babbled tearfully, pretty done up eyes now smeared along with your lipstick, shaking your head through his tight grip. “Aw,” he cooed patronizingly, letting you bury your face back into the armrest as he buried himself in you, groaning with relief at the way your cunt fluttered around him. “Makes me feel real special.” he exhaled, slapping a calloused hand into the fat of your ass.
“How much extra to cum inside this little cunt then, sweetheart?”
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a/n : pls accept this while i work on my next aot post >.<
WHAT GUILTY PLEASURES THE JOJOS HAVE (like the smell of used panties, armpits, etc.)
Jojos and their guilty pleasures
tags: NSFW UNDER THE CUT, established relationship, innapropriate usage of stands, gn! reader, aged up josuke and giorno and jodio (duh!), scent kink, panty shots, theyre all perverts smh
Jonathan Joestar
- a bit of an exhibitionist and he's so guilty about it too. he really, really wants nobody to walk in on you two. but its so exciting at the same time.
- food play, the bulge in his underwear is noticeable when you make him eat off of your naked body.
- size kink #1 , loves to gush about how good you're able to take him despite his size.
- obsessed with giving you head, he wants to please you so much you'll have to push his head away from you when it gets too much.
- king of aftercare, he loves being able to take care of you right after sex.
Joseph Joestar
- he loves taking sneaky pictures of you when you're not looking. panty shots, cleavage shots, ass shots... feet shots? no, he deletes those.
- size kink #2 , he makes fun of you for being much shorter than him and uses it to his advantage.
- has or had a porn addiction. it got so bad he recognizes porn stars by their name and face. if he saw them in the street he'd ask for a picture.
- he loves being called daddy. what can he say? it gets him going.
- has a thing for stocking. loves fucking you when you only wear stockings for him.
Jotaro Kujo
- size kink #3 , he wraps his body around you and scolds you for being a lot smaller than him.
- has considered having some kind of threesome with you and star platinum, however the hell that works. but you were so down and he was too horny to care.
- loves fucking you when you're wearing lacey lingerie, specifically of the color is a dark red or black.
- office sex, when you visit him at his job and you're being a huge tease. he'll swipe off everything on his desk and pin you down.
- breeding kink. he'll tell you how much he's gonna fill you up until you're concieve his kids. whether you're able to get pregnant or not, the thought is just thrilling.
Josuke Higashikata
- he's just like his damn daddy except he's a panty thief and is ashamed about it. he'll steal your underwear for his own spank bank, but then he regrets it.
- really sexy, slow music puts him in the mood really fast. he pays too much attention to the lyrics.
- there's a lot of crusty, used socks under his bed and a big bottle of lotion on his nighstand. you do the math..
- this guy is an undercover cuck. he briefly mentioned how hot it would be if he watched you get fucked by his best friend, okuyasu.
- pegging. he was so hesitant about it but you two did it once and it changed his life forever.
Giorno Giovanna
- mirror sex. he'd love to install a big mirror on the ceiling.
- really into getting his hair pulled. he grew it out to be so long, you can't help but run your fingers along his golden hair and yank his head back.
- candle wax, temperature play(?) the way it drips down his skin leaves him shivering. or having to rub an ice cube on your body.
- markings, loves to mark your beautiful skin as his lips latch on to the piece of flesh. anywhere on your body, he thinks its beautiful.
- massages. theyre always gonna lead to something when his hands move a lot lower than you expected.
- power play? now that he's the don, he likes using his position in the bedroom. gets a kick when you moan "don giorno."

Jolyne Cujoh
- has a drawer full of sex toys. ones you have never seen before and she gets slightly flustered if you ask her about it too much.
- intoxicated sex, it heightens your senses 10x more. preferably wants to either get high or drunk before you two go at it.
- biting. lots of biting. she loves being bit and doing the biting. her favorite spots to be bitten is her neck, shoulder and her hip.
- tentacles. at first she thought how gross it would be because its slimey and cold. but the suction...?
- likes being watched as she plays with herself. but she wants you to watch her, to see the way her body turns or when she cums.
Johnny Joestar
- he loves your FUNK. he's getting a whif of your armpits and lets out a low moan as he shakes.
- mommy/daddy kink? he doesn't want to admit it though but you'll catch him slipping it out while he's a whimpering mess.
- the bug bite fetish right... but what if he just likes being scratched? purposely makes himself itchy so when you scratch something for him he'll bust a nut.
- loves to hump your leg like a dog. and then he scolds you for letting him do that but he's the dirty one...
- choking. but he's the one choking you while you ride him. he loves how helpless you look.
Gappy Higashikata
- will bust a nut when you praise him so much as you're both fucking in your bedroom. tell him how big he is, how good he makes you feel, etc.
- likes being called a "good boy". because he is and he wants to be one for you.
- dry humping. he'll get an erection when you sit on his lap for a while and you just start grinding your hips down. he'll make a mess out of himself.
- has a thing for piercings. if you have piercings on your body, preferably a belly button or nipple piercings, he'll be over the moon. he thinks theyre hot.
- loves taking showers with you. and yes, it leads to more sex but he swears its not intentional.
Jodio Joestar
- loves saving nude pictures of you and has a dedicated album to it. but he hardly sends any back.
- likes roleplaying with you, he loves being the nerd and you're his bully. he puts you in place instead.
- obsessed with the fat on your body. whether its on your tummy, or your thighs, or chest. he'll squeeze it gently as he's inside of you.
- brat taming. on either you or him because he can be just as bratty.
- likes when he shoves his fingers into your mouth and make you suck on them. especially when he's doing it to prep himself up before he'll trail those wet fingers by your crotch.
he's truly a gentleman at heart, so his kisses are always so gentle and reverent. he likes to place kisses all over you, especially your lips. those kisses are mostly shared behind closed doors, though. it's not that he's embarassed, he's simply not into that kind of PDA. in public he'll gladly kiss the back of your hand or your cheeks, but your lips are for him only as he likes to take his time with them. kisses in general are a very easy way for him to express his love, although physical touch is not one of his main love languages. he'll always sneak in a little kiss whenever he has to fight, no matter what. he says it's what gives him strength.
☆ joseph
his playful and flirty personality shines most between all the kisses you guys share. he honestly seems to not be able to leave you alone. as cute as that sounds, he might have a serious problem with smothering you with kisses. they're always so intense and full of passion, you'd think he hadn't seen you in years. he's not ashamed to do it in public either. young joseph would have no problem with having a full make out session with you in the middle of the street, however that trait seems to change throughout the years. that's not to say that older joseph would ever refrain from giving you a little smooch with other people around, he just gained some more self control and decorum with age. he’s also the type to literally take your breath away if you ever got seriously injured during battle, his lips quite literally mashing into one with yours.
☆ jotaro
you'd think jotaro would barely like kissing, but that isn't necessarely true. although he's not as clingy as his grandpa, jotaro thinks of kissing you as one of his very few solaces. because of that, PDA is kind of a big no for him. just like jonathan, it's not a matter of embarassment, he thinks of physical affection as a moment of vulnerability that he'd rather not show anyone else. therefore, no matter if gentle or passionate, his kisses always feel so meaningful, full of intent. since he's not very good with words, he tries to compensate with small kisses when you least expect it. be it a kiss on the cheek as you're cooking dinner, a kiss on your forehead when you're working from home or a kiss to your temple when you seem more tired than usual.
☆ josuke
when you guys first started dating, things were quite awkward whenever any sort of physical touch other than holding hands was involved. when he first kissed you he made sure you were also a 100% on board with it before just going for it. things have evolved from that now, he's gotten a lot more used to kissing you. his kisses are both sweet and playful. he loves to be rewared with your kisses any time he does something cool, he's always trying to impress you for that reason. he also enjoys teasing okuyasu a little too much by being overly clingy when you're all together, his lips constantly on your face. he doesn't mind being scolded for that either, as he claims your scowl only makes you look more kissable. he's clearly his dad's son and there's nothing we can do about it.
☆ giorno
his kisses are so smooth that it doesn't matter how long you've been together, you're sure to be left bashful after. his kisses really do feel like silent poetry. he secretly can’t get enough of them, if it were up to him, he’d keep you by his side and pepper kisses all over you all day long. however, that’s not possible, so he sucks it up and enjoys the few small moments with you that his work grants him. one thing he especially loves doing is kissing his way up to your lips, starting from your hands. he sometimes wonders if it’s your lips or the shy expression you’re left with that he loves more. albeit hungry for kisses, he also knows how to maintain his composure. he wouldn’t kiss you when he’s with other people, he doesn’t like to bring the attention to something that is only meant for the two of you. however, he might indulge in a couple of kisses if it’s to show you off to someone he’s not particularly fond off. moral of the story, his mischievousness seeps deep into his kisses.
☆ jolyne
her kisses can both be bold and sweet, it depends on the mood. her main love language is physical touch, so kissing comes as natural as breathing for her. because of this, she’ll have no problem with giving your lips a smooch or two with everyone else around. if you get shy, she’ll giggle and place some more kisses to your cheek. you’re just too adorable, can you really blame her? she thinks of kissing as one way to set the mood right, which is exactly what makes good morning and goodnight kisses indispensable for her, and don’t you dare forget them or she’ll be genuinely upset. that’s also the reason why the first thing she does when you’re crying is kissing your tears away before comforting you. besides your lips, your cheeks are her favourite part of you to kiss. she literally melts at the simple thought of her soft lips smashed against the squish of your cheeks!
☆ johnny
his kisses are just as reserved as him. he has his own experience and that is not to say he doesn’t know how to be passionate, it just takes him a little while to get used to being vulnerable with you. it doesn’t matter if you’re in public or in the privacy of your home, his shyness is pretty palpable. of course, it’s only a matter of time until he gets used to this sort of intimacy again. the more time passes, the more comfortable he becomes, the more reverent his love as a whole starts to feel. kisses in public would still be pretty much out of question by that point, unless it’s just an innocent peck on the lips, but when you’re alone all you can feel is love coming from him. he still sometimes gets shy, so he’ll be left flustered and scowling if you catch him by surprise with a kiss.
☆ gappy
his kisses are confused, innocent, and sometimes awkward. poor guy, we can’t really blame him for being so clueless at times. during the first stages of your relationship, you’ll need to be quite patient as you teach him how certain things are meant to be done. he’s not that fast of a learner, so the first kissing sessions are a little messy. he doesn’t even know what to do with his hands. practice makes perfect though! it doesn’t take that long for him to catch the hang of it, and immediately after that, he’s become a sucker for your kisses. no matter where, when, or who you guys are with, he’ll be begging for kisses. his lips just crave yours, is something he’ll say. his favourite place to kiss are your lips, if that wasn’t obvious enough. it’s just something about the fact that he’s the only one who gets to kiss them that makes him quite eager to steal yet another kiss from you.
⌗a/n : hmm this was a little lazy since i wasn’t actually planning on writing this, but i hope the audience likes it nonetheless 🫰🏻 i didn’t write jodio because im only on chapter 1, so... jolyne’s part is a little too self indulgent, sorry about dat. as always let me know if you notice mistakes or anything of that sort! luv ya 💕
Who in jjba do you think would have a breeding kink? Like, beyond finishing inside? But would love to see their partner all heavy and swollen with their offspring? 🫦
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Quite an interesting question to answer indeed… *fidgets with her fingers in thought*
Characters: Jonathan, Dio, Kars, Caesar, Joseph, Polnareff, Mista, Anasui, Diego & Funny Valentine.
Jonathan:
This man is so sweet to you it’s out of a romance novel, but the moment you’re having sex together the thought take over his body.
Something about seeing you naked, sweaty and devoting all your love to him sends him into a frenzy. He started dating you because he loved you, from the very start he had chosen you to be the mother of his children. Hearing you moaning his name, chanting it like a prayer, takes his mind to a future where the two of you have a happy family and he couldn’t dream of something more perfect than that. Of course, he would wait until both of you are ready for it, but just know it’s a bigger effort to resist the urge to Jonathan than you’d have imagined. He can’t get over the idea of seeing your belly all rounded and heavy with his baby.
Dio:
He doesn’t necessarily want to have children with anyone, in fact, extremely few are the women that survive after having any relationship with this man. Regardless of that, the idea of impregnating the women he fucks with turns Dio on more that he would like to admit. It’s not for the fact that he wants to have a family of his own, he despises the idea of children, it’s because of possession.
The idea of filling you up with his seed and imagining your body getting destroyed in the process because of him, makes his dick rock hard. He doesn’t care if you agree to it or not. The mere act of pursuing intimacy with him gives Dio, in his own mind, the go ahead to cum inside you. He doesn’t give a fuck about your opinion, honestly, if you are against him it, it might even make him want to do it more on purpose. After all, once you’re done, he’s sucking you dry off of your blood and killing you instantly. It was never about you, it was always about his own greed and personal desire.
Caesar:
Of course the Italian man would want to have a big family of his own, especially after coming from a big family himself.
He just loves the idea of becoming a father one day; one better than his own. In his sober mind, he understands the implications of it and will push the thought to the back of his mind, but when he’s horny? Oh hell no. This man is ready to make you pop out children like they were pop corn. The longer he thinks about it, the bigger the desire gets. Imagining how your future kids would look like; his eyes, your lips, your hair and his nose? Nothing is stopping Caesar when that idea gets into his head. You’re not leaving the bedroom until you're full of him.
Kars:
Being the perfect human form is great and all, but what if he had more like him.
When he met you, thoughts he never imagined having flooded his mind. You were strong for a human, and caught his attention the moment he came across you. The idea of filling you up with his semen and having you carry his legacy made him so horny. Together you will make the perfect world he so much desires come true.
Joseph:
This man can’t resist himself around you. Of course, after one of your quickies, he didn’t slip out in time and you had a pregnancy scare. However, it didn’t have the effect you would have expected.
At first, he was scared shitless at the idea of becoming a dad. But the more he thought about it, the more he thought about you, the fear turned into lust. The image of you being pregnant with his kid, your tummy round, stretch marks all around it, and your boobs swollen in preparation for breastfeeding… He has masturbated to the thought more than he would admit. Joseph will tell himself that he would never do that without your consent, but seconds later, if he felt himself getting closer to finishing while inside you, he might take a bit longer to pull out if you guys aren’t using a condom. This man is very dangerous.
Polnareff:
This lover man can’t get enough of you, honestly.
He has always wanted a woman that loves him with as much love as he’s able to give, so when he met you, he fell head over heels for you. The moment he saw you, before he even confessed, Polnareff was already imagining a future with you. Wedding, baby names, a house in the countryside of France with many, many puppies. Everything.
His breeding kink doesn’t come from lust. Well, maybe a little bit. But it’s mostly coming from love and longing for that perfect future together he has wished for since forever. The way to ride him, taking him so good, he can’t help himself. Polnareff doesn’t care if it’s your first time together, he’s nutting like a madman the moment he feels the inside of your pussy at the thought of you getting pregnant with his child. Won’t admit it, but he’s devastated if you ask him to use protection during sex.
Mista:
Oh, this man is crazy.
The moment you caught his eye, you were done for, you just didn’t know it yet. He’s the sweetest man ever as a boyfriend. You are getting pampered with gifts, kisses and attention 24/7. Mista will get lost in thought while looking at you doing the most random of things, thinking about how much he loves you and how lucky he was to find such a beautiful woman like you.
One of those times it was while you were preparing dinner for the both of you. He sat at the table, admiring you as you talked about whatever you had done that day. He wasn’t even listening. Without noticing, his brain flew to the idea of having a family with you and becoming a father, and just like that, the image of you pregnant flooded his brain. He froze, and you noticed. Before you could even ask him what was wrong, Mista stood up, grabbed you like a sack of potatoes and took you to the bedroom with the grin you were wary of.
If you both wanted to have a big, gorgeous family, you might have to start as soon as possible. You were in your twenties now, that’s old enough, right? Honestly, doesn’t even care. You’re not leaving bed until your pussy is overflowing and his balls are dried. Or until the smoke alarm goes off… you didn’t even have time to turn off the cooker earlier.
Anasui:
This man wants to marry you the moment he sets eyes on you, of course he loves the idea of seeing you pregnant.
He can’t help to imagine how radiant and glowy you will be once you’re carrying his child inside you. And Anasui is so ready to make it a reality the moment you give him permission. The second you do, he’s emptying his balls inside you nonstop for days, making sure you are 100% getting pregnant. And every single time, he presses his hand to your stomach, caressing it softly like the baby is already there.
Diego:
He despises his father with his whole soul, but the memory of his mother is sweetly saved deep inside the most sensitive part of his brain. To be honest, Diego had never given much thought to the idea of parenthood, but after meeting you, something changed inside him.
Your kindness and soft smile makes him feel at ease. He hated it at first, but eventually, you reassured him it was okay to be vulnerable and he started to get comfortable with the idea of it. It was with you he realized how deeply hurt he was, and the warmth of your hugs woke up something inside him he thought he would never have. He wasn’t angry at the world anymore when he was with you, but he wasn’t going to allow it to take you away from him like it did with his mother.
He becomes extremely protective of you, while still being sweet in his own, damaged way. It’s when you have sex with him he makes sure to take the best care of you but he gets carried away. He has chosen you to be the mother of his children, his future wife forever and ever, so he goes wild at the thought of you being filled with his seed. Diego is the best, the number one, and in his eyes you are just the best woman in the entire universe, so he will make sure you are forever his. The idea of you having his baby inside makes him go crazy. He would pound you into the next week while making sure you know how special you are with his affection.
Funny Valentine:
He does it for power, nothing else. Sure, he does claim he loves you, but it’s the knowledge you are not going to be able to escape from him if he impregnates you what most turns him on.
It’s whomever makes the first move, whoever takes the napkin, who rules the world. If he’s the one to take your virginity and make you swollen with his offspring, he wins. He’s the President, he’s the one in charge. Valentine doesn't care if you disagree, he’s already decided on how it’s going to go, and you have no say on it. He wants, he demands, to see you filled with him and he’ll take it in his own hands to make it a reality. The idea of you being round, aching, carrying his child makes his dick throb inside his pants in anticipation.
your older boyfriend who just looveesss you so much ! you, his girl, the sweetest thing in his life— who’s quite a bit younger than him. at first, he was rather put off; but after a lot of pestering from you, he gave you a chance. and now he’s hooked.
every single date has him feeling less… stressed. you’ve got that effect, it seems— and your older boyfriend just loves it so much !! he’s so, so happy to have a cute thing like you by his side.
so, he’s always eager to treat you once you both get a moment of privacy.
and by treating you, i mean making sure that you have the best night of your life every night. your older boyfriend always starts by laying you down on the bed, gently kissing your inner thigh. he likes to buy you dresses; specifically the ones on the shorter side. because now, when he settles down on the floor, he’s got a perfect view of those lacy panties he picked out for you the other day. he wastes no time leaning in, licking a stripe up your clothes pussy. your older boyfriend is a gentleman, sure— but sometimes he can’t help himself. especially not with you laying down all cute, a leg slipping over one of his broad shoulders.
your older boyfriend makes out with your clothed cunt for a little while, a grin tugging at his lips when you whine at him to ‘hurry up’ and ‘stop teasing!’ but don’t you know, teasing you is what he does best.
even then, he doesn’t want to keep you waiting too long. so he tugs down the fabric— soaked with your juices and his saliva, the material clinging to the skin of your thighs.
yeah, he’s definitely going to have a nice, looooooonnngggggg night tonight !!
characters . . . KISHIBE (csm), garp (one piece), joseph joestar (jjba), older! oliver aiku (bllk), maybe toji (jjk), aizawa (mha), askeladd mmm’.!.!!! (vinland saga), vincent valentine bc i love him (ff7)
