The Gambler, Part 3
Inspired by this ask→ here, just with my own little spin on it 😈
Pairing: SDC Joseph Joestar x fem reader
CW: 18+(minors & ageless blogs will be blocked), NSFW, smut, sugar daddy scenario, age gap (mid 20’s reader, SDC aged Joseph), mild power imbalance, mild misogynist language, semi-public sex, mouth and hand stuff~
Summary: Trying to sleep on airplanes is never easy, but Joseph has some ideas of how to help the reader get some rest~
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So many things became easier when you started dating Joseph. Paying rent was never a problem, thanks to Joseph’s insistence on paying it for you. “I own the building anyways” he had said, and while you fought against the idea at first, you ended up giving into this generosity (after the rent invoices mysteriously stopped showing up in your mailbox every month). Thanks to Joseph, money was never something you had to stress over. But despite all this new found comfort, there were still small troubles peppered throughout your time with him.
Another weekend business trip across the country for Joseph, meant another mini vacation for the two of you. Another trip to the airport, another red-eye plane ride in first class一 and another futile attempt to sleep.
You didn’t understand how anyone could sleep on an airplane一 too much noise. Joseph seemed like he was an expert at this point, though you suspected this man could fall asleep anywhere if he really wanted to. You sometimes had better luck on Joseph’s private jet, but unfortunately he was unable to get the aircraft ready in time for this impromptu trip.
So here you were yet again, lounging in your first class seat一 cuddled up to Joseph and listening to the familiar sounds of his gentle snores while you fought with exhaustion.
It was getting to the point of madness. You had your headphones in, playing some strange ASMR track一 that had promised to make you fall into restful sleep, but it seemed to only make you more restless. You tried reading a book, still no luck. You pulled up a movie on your phone一thinking of it as reverse psychology. Maybe trying to pay attention to the plot would make your brain tired enough to lull off to sleep? But no, still nothing. If anything it made things worse. The movie you had selected included a very hot and heavy sex scene between the two main characters, where the male lead pulled the female lead into a bar bathroom and gagged her with his tie to keep quiet. So now, you were all hot and bothered on top of being exhausted.
Finally you resigned yourself to defeat, flinging your headphones off with a frustrated huff, deciding to just lay your back against Joseph’s side and stare blankly out the tiny window一waiting for the inevitable glow of the sunrise.
As if on queue, you felt Joseph’s hulking, sleeping body begins to stir underneath you. He makes a sound that was something between a groan and a cough; the kind of sound you liked to tease him about一 “old man” noises you would say with a laugh, and then he was stretching his arms.
“What’s wrong darlin’? Can’t sleep?” he says with a sleepy drawl.
“Like always…” you huff, sounding a bit more pissed off then you meant to.
“Aw, I’m sorry about that babe,” Joseph lets out a sleepy groan again, and wraps his arm around you, pulling you into his chest and loosening the tie around his neck. “Is it ‘cause I’m snoring too loud?”
“No, it’s not your fault,” you say with a heavy sigh, while pressing your cheek into the nape of his neck. “It actually sounds kind of nice. Feels kind of nice too, like a massage chair...” He chuckles at your compliment, then kisses the top of your head一all the while running his fingers gently across your scalp.
“I feel horrible for always draggin’ you on these red-eyes, I know it messes with your sleep schedule. I would have taken my jet, but the pilot says it still needs extra repairs. Darn thing. I trusted that sailsman一 he’s never steered me wrong before, but it’s beginning to feel like I put all that money down for piece a’ junk.” You peer up at him, seeing him rub one of his temples with the shadow of a scowl on his face. “If there’s one thing I’ll never do again, it’s getting on a god-damn dysfunctional aircraft, especially with you.”
“I thought I was your good luck charm,” you say with a smirk.
“Yeah, of course you are darlin’,” he gives you a sly wink, “but my bad-luck with aircrafts is something awful. I can’t have you dragged into all that mess.” His words一 always so protective and gentlemanly, never fail to make heat rush to your face. You open your mouth to say something else, but when his brow is furrowed, looking down towards your lap. Then he raises his eyebrows, his expression changes rapidly from a look of confusion一 to one of amusement.
“Ah ha,” he chuckles, deep and rumbling, “So that’s why you can’t sleep, huh?” What? You stare back at him, mirroring his previous confusion, before you follow the line of his sight down to where your discarded phone is laying on your lap. You had forgotten about it, too preoccupied with Joseph waking up moments ago. Then you saw the screen, and your eyes went wide, your cheeks flaring with the heat of embarrassment.
Apparently一 in your frustration, you had paused the movie during the sex scene. The screen indeed showing the two main leads pressed against each other一 the man pinning the woman to the wall with her hands above her head, and the man’s tie stuffed into her mouth while she had a look of pure ecstasy on her face.
“T-That’s一 not why, I mean, it’s not what一” you hiss in a hushed whisper. At least attempting to be considerate of the other passengers while you flail around, trying to grab the phone. But Joseph is faster, he grabs the device away before you can get your hands on it一 holding it up and away out of your reach.
“Ha, I knew you were a naughty girl, but I never expected you to actually watch pornography on a commercial flight.” You’re glaring daggers up at him as he dangles your phone just out of reach.
“It’s一not一porn,” you hiss through gritted teeth, “It’s just a regular movie, I didn’t realize I paused it there. Give my phone back, please!” You’re struggling to unbuckle your safety belt; to get more leverage to grab the damn phone, but then Joseph’s hand is tenderly holding your jaw一his thumb brushing against your bottom lip.
“Calm down darlin’, I was just teasin’ you,” he whispers with a smirk, “But seeing this scene is giving me ideas…” You raise an eyebrow and tilt your head when he says this; not quite sure at first what crazy idea he could possibly be brewing in that head of his, but then he’s pulling the cabin curtain closed一 and he’s got that tell-tale dark look in his eyes. Then before you can voice any kind of protest Joseph’s hands are cupping your face, and his lips are pressed against yours一 his tongue already prodding against them, wanting to explore your mouth. You open and let him in, and feel a dark chuckle roll through his chest at your willingness.
For a minute all you can seem to do is kiss him back, letting go of the thoughts that this is technically a public place. You can feel all conscious need flee your mind, just indulging selfishly in the taste of Joseph; top shelf whisky mixed with a hint of the cigar he smoked before leaving his penthouse, and sinking into the feeling of his roaming hands. Only when his fingers snake underneath your shirt did you wake up from your heated trance.
“J-Joseph, we can’t一 ah!” He cuts you off with a sudden rough squeeze to your nipple, softly rolling it between his fingers after he sees the mix of pain and arousal on your face.
“Why not, darlin’? There’s barely anyone else in first class, and whoever is here is sleepin’...” You can’t help but notice increased drawl in his deep voice, which you know from experience means he’s all but ready to rip your clothes off, right here, right now. A glance downward to the growing tent in his trousers confirms it.
“But, what if一” you’re pressing your thighs together to conceal the heated wetness between them; fighting your urge to lay back in the plush seats and let him have his way with you, “What if someone catches us?” Your hushed pleading is all too rational; getting caught in the act could cause trouble with the airline company for Joseph (on top of being incredibly embarrassing), but even as those words leave your mouth you don’t really believe stopping all this is what you truly want. You’re still caught in Joseph’s dark gaze, piercing through the flimsy veneer of your objections, not helped by the delicious way his hands are massaging your breasts. His thumbs eagerly press into your nipples, making them peak and all the more sensitive under his touch.
“Well, darlin’, then we will have to make sure no one catches us.” The small spark of confusion you yet again feel is put out when Joseph swiftly pulls your shirt over your head, then just as quickly removes the tie you forgot he was wearing. As you gasp from the sudden feel of the crisp air against your skin, he shoves the tie into your open mouth. You cross your arms over your naked chest, and glare up at him as if to say ‘What the hell do you think you’re doing?’. But all your silent shouting gets you is a sly wink, as he raises a finger to his lips to mime a “shush”. Then he’s peeling your arms away from your chest, humming in approval at the sight of your hard nipples.
“Oh darlin’, you were practically begging for me to pounce on you here when you decided to not wear a bra...” Such a blatantly misogynistic comment should have made you angry enough to punch him, but all it did was make more heat swell between your legs. As if he noticed his, Joseph nudged his knee between your legs, and you had to stifle a moan when you felt the wonderful pressure against your core, head thrown back and eyes closed at the relief of it. He took advantage of this, dipping his head down to plant wet kisses on your exposed breasts一 squeezing them in his large hands while capturing your hardened nipple in his hot mouth.
Whatever excuses you had planned to spout out were gone now, you were feeling too good, too pleasantly light-headed. You bite down on the silk tie to keep from screaming in pleasure when Joseph’s teeth graze around the sensitive buds一feeling him groan against the soft skin like a hungry animal. As he tends to your breasts, his knee is still pressing between your legs, and you find yourself needily grinding into it. All thoughts of whether someone might see you are gone now, replaced with the feverish need for more, you just need more一 more of Joseph一more sweet relief.
You take a deep breath in and reach for the ever-growing tent in Joseph’s pants, tugging at the zipper and buttons to reveal his black underwear. You see the head of his cock pressed against his stomach, peeking out from the elastic waist-band一a thick bead of pre-cum leaking out onto the fabric. Now your mouth is watering around the tie at the sight of it, as you pull down his underwear down and watch his cock spring free一 heavy, long, and oh so tempting. Joseph moans low into the nape of your neck when you curl your fingers around it, intentionally slow. You swipe your thumb over the slit at the head, then spread the slick around the sensitive head. You feel the muscles in his arms tense as you give it a few slow pumps, watching intently as it twitches at your careful touches一 and giggle at the frustrated growl Joseph lets out when you teasingly pull your hand away.
“C’mon baby girl, don’t tease me like that,” he breathes onto your neck, rakes his teeth across your neck until you meet him with a muffled gasp. So you take his length back into your hands and begin to pump一 just as he unceremoniously shoves a hand into your pants, immediately wriggling two long fingers inside you. “Mmf, yeah, that’s it darlin’一 work my cock like you own it,” you groan next to your burning ear. You’re suddenly very thankful for the gag, as you stifle a squeal when Joseph begs to rub your clit with his thumb一 while hooking the fingers inside you against your g-spot.
“God damn darlin’...” he’s slurring his words more and more with each long stroke of his cock, “You’re so damn wet, you’re makin’ me crazy…'' You can feel a familiar tense feeling in his muscles, and his cock is leaking so much pre-cum that you’re worried it will make a stain on the seats. You’re grinding desperately against Joseph’s hand一 your own release building and threatening to boil over.
With his free hand, Joseph reaches back up to your breast and gives one of your sore nipples a rough tug.
“Cum for me darlin’,” his thumb is circling your clit faster and faster, “just not too loud now.” And then you’re obeying, your head is thrown back and your eyes are rolling back一 and you’re biting down so hard on your gag that it almost hurts. You feel like you’re flying outside on the wing of the plane as you come, the release so powerful and sweet that you almost feel as though you might start crying.
When you come back down into yourself, Joseph is pulling his hand out from your soaked core, and he brings those fingers up to his mouth一 licking your slick off of them with a devilish smirk. Gods, you think, god-damn this sly bastard, you love him so much.
You decide to reward him by leaning down to suck the swollen tip of his cock into your mouth, swirling your tongue around while you pump even faster. Joseph chokes down a throaty groan, and he opens his mouth like he’s going to say something 一 but then he’s clenching his teeth together, and his hands are holding onto your head with enough force to make you wince.
That’s when he throws his head back一 his cock twitches violently, and despite trying to mute himself you hear a low, deep growl escape him. He cums your mouth, thick ropes painting the inside of your mouth and hitting the back of your throat. The taste is not so bad, but you still struggle to swallow, due to the sheer amount of it. But you take a deep breath in through your nose一 locking eyes with him, watching him watch you with those beautiful pools of emerald-green obscured by his heavy lids, and you gulp it all down.
You release his cock with a wet pop, instinctively letting your tongue hang out as if to show him how good of a job you did. And he’s beaming一 his hands cradling your face, thumbs wiping your saliva off your cheeks while his lips curl into a warm smile. He sighs, and yes一 you're smiling right back at him, drinking in the unspoken praise he’s showering you with.
But then his head snaps to the side, his sleepy eyes are wide. Oh gods, you start to panic, about to fling yourself onto the floor if you have to. But Joseph, as always, is a quick thinker一 he quickly tucks himself away and pulls you flush into his side. Then he flings one of the complimentary blankets over your torso and places one of those little pillows onto his lap in a flourish of movement. He leans his head back against the headrest, opening his mouth and closing his eyes, making a sound like a gargled snore. To any onlooker, it would seem you two had been sleeping the whole time.
You dare to open one eye and see a tired man in a business suit rise from his seat, peering over in your general direction.
“Ug一 old man snores too loud,” you hear him mumble before he makes his way to the lavatory. Only when you hear the click of the door lock does Joseph raise his head and look back down at you. He’s got a wide smile plastered on his face, and he’s一 laughing?
“That一 was close,” he says between hushed laughs, “You doin’ alright down there?” You want to glare up at him, since you two were almost caught red-handed, but all you can do is laugh along with him while you give him a sleepy smile.
“Yeah, I’m fine, glad I thought to pack an extra pair of sweatpants in my carry-on.” He glances down at the mess left on your current pair of pants, and he rubs the back of his head awkwardly as if to say silently ‘yeah, my bad’.
Joseph says something else, but you barely hear him as you lay your head onto the pillow resting on his lap. Your eyes are fluttering closed, and you feel the clutches of exhaustion finally take hold of you as Joseph gently caresses your cheek.
And finally一 for the first time ever, you’re fast asleep and dreaming on a commercial flight.