#stand user

[frame25lab]

Stardust Crusaders ✨

[psikuu]

hear me out, Rohan x reader that has a stand that makes emotions stronger (I.E., if someone is mildly mad, stand can make the target furious) and uses that against him to annoy and ragebait him. But in this particular scenario, im thinking Rohan is just feeling a little bit lovey dovey and s/o is feeling like a douche so they use the stand to make him rlly horny bc he's not usually that type of person, and along with being horny it makes him annoyed af😭 I dreamt up this scenario and thought it would be rly funny, take ur time twin🙏

words cannot describe how much i love this idea omfg. ughhh i really hope i wrote this well TT

CW: gn!reader, suggestive. pt2 here

in all the time that you and rohan have been together, he’s never really been the type to indulge in ‘unnecessary affection’, preferring short and subtle touches and easy comments over clinginess and sweet talk. of course he loved you, and he made it clear — he just didn’t see the point in hovering over his partner all day like some pathetic puppy. you loved each other and that was enough for him. and yet today, he found himself glued to your side for the past hour as you read one of your books on the couch. 

honestly, you didn’t think much of it at first. he enjoyed your presence, naturally, and you were more than used to his by now. it was when his arms snaked around your waist that you really began to pay attention to him, the weight of his head resting against your shoulder following shortly afterwards. rohan, as always, didn’t say a word about it, but he could see the slight twitch of your lips that told him you had noticed, and that you were amused. if you didn’t know any better, you’d say rohan kishibe was feeling affectionate.

what he didn’t know, was that the small twitch of your lips was more than just amused — it was scheming. at first you were considering settling on a teasing comment, but a better idea soon crossed your mind — one that was far more tempting than the other. it was rare to have your boyfriend act so lovey-dovey with you, after all. you couldn’t just let such an opportunity go to waste. so, without him noticing, you summoned your stand ability, using it to amplify the feelings of affection already stirring in his heart. the effect was as subtle as a change in air pressure, one that most wouldn’t be able to pick up right away — but you did. of course you did. it was hard not to when suddenly you could hear the faint hitch of your boyfriend’s breath against your shoulder. 

warm. hot, even. that’s how rohan was starting to feel at this moment — unnaturally so. he hadn’t a clue what exactly it was, but out of nowhere the blood in his veins began running faster, rising in temperature and pooling in his stomach, making it twist weirdly. almost familiar. his eyebrows creased, but he didn’t say anything just yet. it was probably just nothing. you had to hold back a laugh as you watched him sigh and nuzzle his face further against your skin in a way that was unbelievably out of character for his usual self. the effects of your stand were clearly starting to affect him, and you were certain this would start irritating him soon. 

“why are you staring at me like that?” he muttered, seemingly catching you looking all smug for a little too long. his voice was sharp, almost defensive in a way, yet lower by an octave which he clearly hadn’t realised. just like how he didn’t realise his grip on your waist was starting to grow tighter, firmer. 

you tilted your head innocently in retaliation, looking at him cluelessly as if you weren’t the fucker who had started all of this. “i’m not.” you nudged him slightly before turning your gaze forcefully back to your book, though your brain was far beyond the point of concentrating on any of the words littering the pages right now. 

rohan’s jaw flexed, but besides the mild frustration that was starting to pool at his stomach right now, his affection for you didn’t seem to go away, nor did he make any attempt to pull away from you. if anything, the mere thought of letting go of you now seemed like pure agony to him in this moment, and his need to be close to you — to touch you and to feel you touch him — had grown dangerously fast and far too intense for his liking. what had been a moment of soft, vulnerable touches had suddenly began to swell into something much heavier. something hotter. his shoulders tensed further. his breath began coming in deep, shaky breaths.

and that was when he felt it. 

from your peripheral vision you could see the way his eyes widened slightly as he looked down to find a tent starting to form in his pants, and now you really had to bite back any form of a snort that could escape your lips watching his cheeks slowly grow all pink and flushed. similar to his stance on affection, rohan wasn’t the type of man who got worked up easily. it wasn’t anything to do with his attraction to you — he found you to be perfect muse for his art if anything — he was just far too occupied with his work as a mangaka and with everything else in his life to frequently indulge in sexual desires or urges. it just wasn’t something that interested him all that much. 

this train of thought was nowhere to be found anymore. not as he huffed in annoyance at himself for the throbbing ache in his pants that he believed he’d gotten from merely touching you. not as he found himself subtly trying to breath in more of your scent like said ‘pathetic puppies’ he swore he would never be like. it was beyond humiliating. it was almost impossible to think rationally when his mind was being filled with lewd images of you, of the things he wanted to do to you — bend you over the couch, kiss you all over, feel you in every way possible — but he managed to force himself to try to the best of his abilities to think up how the hell he had become so fucking horny all of a sudden. it didn’t make any sense whatsoever. unfortunately for you, the slight shaking of your shoulders as you held back a laugh led his suspicions straight to you. 

“you’re doing something,” he almost sounded out of breath when he spoke, hissing as he shifted slightly on the couch because the outline of his straining cock had brushed against the couch, only making his embarrassment increase. “what the hell did you do?” 

“i don’t know what you’re talking about, rohan.” again, you refused to give in and tell him. what fun would it be if you did? it was entertaining to see him squirm, to watch his dick twitch a little in his pants at the gentlest touch against his arm. “are you okay? you seem a little…flushed.” biting your tongue to stop yourself from saying anything more, you watched as your boyfriend scowled. 

without warning, his hand reached out in a sharp movement to snatch your book out of your hand and throw it to the other side of the room, the energy shifting now as he breathed heavily, practically against your neck. “you think this is funny? one second i’m—” 

that was when it all fell into place in his horny, uncomfortably perverted brain. one second he was feeling nothing more than pure, innocent affection for his partner, and the next, those feelings had increased out of nowhere to a much, much higher intensity than before. and there was only one thing that he knew could do something like that. the smirk growing on your face as you noticed the realisation dawn on him said enough, and he cursed the way his dick throbbed at the sight of it.

“you little—turn it off.” a scowl crossed his features as he muttered the command to you, the grip on your waist becoming a hell of a lot stronger than before and you were sure his fingerprints would leave a mark. still, it was hard to take him seriously when he was blushing like a fool over the now very prominent bulge forming in his slacks. 

“turn what off?” you couldn’t help but snicker as his annoyance shifted to you, one of his hands moving to grab your wrist far too tightly. “i can’t help it if you get boners ‘cause of me, y’know. that’s a you problem.” 

oh, he really didn’t like that. didn’t like how you laughed at him when he was already embarrassed as hell over the fact that he was still trying to catch more of your scent. that he had to hold his hips back from rocking into yours with all the strength and control he had left in him. “you’re insufferable sometimes, you know that?” his words came out in some sort of a raspy tone that bordered on a growl but didn’t exactly put you off bringing one of your hands to scratch the nape of his neck, delighting in how quickly he folded — in how a sound resembling a whine escaped his lips.

“oh my god—” you wheezed, making him freeze momentarily to process what the fuck type of reaction he just had before grabbing your other wrist until both of your hands were pinned to the couch cushions behind you. “did you just fucking whimper?” 

“n-no i didn’t! you are never speaking of that.” he snapped back, though there was a waver in his voice as he did so that completely discredited any attempt at seeming intimidating for the time being. “it’s not even my fault! just stop being a pain and turn this stupid thing off.” 

you were still recovering from the sheer amusement that was being presented to you in the form of your flushed, usually contained boyfriend when he retorted. it was so, so hard to take him seriously, and he was so easy to piss off you took every chance you could get to do so. “or what? you gonna pant and whine again?” the words were mocking yet playful as they escaped your lips, nudging his leg with your knee which made him grunt due to the pressure. 

when his eyes met yours again, though, you quickly fell silent. once clear, green eyes were now almost dark, too intense, too needy, too desperate for relief by now. your attempt at another chuckle died in your throat once his face leaned in closer to yours with a mix of both struggle, annoyance and desire, and the heat of his body so close to yours was starting to become infectious now — almost unbearable to you, too. 

“turn it off,” he repeated between heavy breaths, his gaze flickering down to your lips, parted in a once-laugh that had evolved into an expression of mild surprise, and lingering there long enough to know exactly what he was picturing in his mind, cursing under his breath. “or i’m not going to be gentle.”

i didn't wanna go all the way into smut with this but if you guys want i may perchance potentially possibly write a pt 2 with it because i fricken love rohan

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