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"He'll be home anytime now," you grumble quietly to yourself, watching as the sun fades away and the night slowly takes over. Luckily, you completed your chores before your captor arrived home. You knew he'd be pleased with your hard work. Every time you managed to fulfill your responsibilities before he reached home, he'd give a slight nod of approval; and you received a sweet treat after dinner.

Speaking of dinner, it had to be served before it boiled over.

You grab a ladle and walk over to the fireplace. In a cauldron, beef stew simmered over the fireplace. A recipe your captor told you to make since it was one of the many recipes his mother cooked. He even gave you a book of her recipes. Occasionally you'd stir the mix of vegetables and meat, just as the book instructed.

With the ladle in your left hand, you scoop up a serving of beef stew. You pour the boiling stew into two medium-sized bowls. You hurry to the dinner table, the burning sensation in your palms beginning to bring you discomfort. You weren't dumb. You knew you should have waited till the food cooled, however, your captor enjoyed his food to be served boiling. You laid the bowls down on the kitchen table. When the bowls left your grasp, you blew on your hands.

Now dinner was finally set. Now, you had to wait for him. You sit in the chair across from his, awaiting his arrival.

As the minutes passed by, you couldn't help but consider attempting the plan you thought of weeks ago. It was risky, yet you were willing to try. An uncomfortable coil grew in your abdomen the more you convinced yourself into setting the plan into motion. With a shaky sigh, you decide, fuck it.

You glance out the cottage window. The coast is clear. There is no sign of him anywhere.

Hurriedly, you retrieve the tiny bottle you hid. Inside this small bottle was a mixture of herbs and plants, the type to cause deep sleep. You attained the herbs from the garden outside; on rare occasions, your captor allowed you in the garden, as long as you were in eyesight. Promptly, you drug your captor's food.

Noticing the herbs were noticeably at the top. You take a spoon and stir the stew until the herbs aren't as noticeable as they were before. You position the bowl down, back in its original place. You sit down in your seat, again waiting for his appearance: but this time, you were eager for his entrance.

the sudden growing sound of heavy boots crunching the trails of snow that gathered up near the front door caused your heart to pound. Jotaro was here alright. The cottage door opens swiftly with your giant captor walking in. The cold winds of winter rush through the door while he shuts the entrance behind him.

As rehearsed, A faux smile made its way onto your semblance. "Welcome home honey. How was your day?" You questioned in a honey-filled tone. Jotaro trained you to behave this way when he came home. Each time you mess up, the nastier the punishment. His heavy boots echo as he approaches you. Due to the man's extraordinary size in height, he bent down to your level, tapping his pointer finger to his right cheek. Doing as told, you instantly pressed a kiss against his smooth cheek. "Today was fine."

"I got you something from town." Jotaro pulls out a dress from the bag hanging on his broad shoulders. The dress was as white as snow in the morning sun. The dress came down to your ankles with lacy designs at the edges. Jotaro must have wanted you to wear the dress tonight. He infrequently brought gifts home, if he did, it was only because of good behavior or he wanted you to do something with the gift. "Thank you Jotaro!" it would be a lie if you said you didn't like the dress. Jotaro nods, "put it on." The dress fit like a glove and was very comfortable around your body. Jotaro gives a slight smile when you come into his view. Jotaro wasn't the best when it came to speaking or emotions, so this was one of the ways he expressed himself. His smile told you he enjoyed the way the dress looked on you.

After getting the dress on, Jotaro advised you to eat dinner. This dinner was like any other dinner. The table was silent while the both of you quietly consumed your meal. While you ate your meal, you failed to notice yourself watching Jotaro closely. Jotaro ate small bites of his food. Nothing out of the ordinary. Jotaro looks up from his bowl, an annoyed scowl present, "why are you watching me eat?"

Remaining calm, you are quick to come up with an excuse, "I just wanted to see your reaction. After all, I did use one of your mother's recipes." your explanation seemed to work. Jotaro went back to eating, deciding not to touch the subject.

Nearly an hour and a half later, Jotaro hadn't shown any sign of drowsiness. Instead, Jotaro settles himself in his massive oak rocking chair, reading a hardcover novel. You couldn't help staring at him, hoping for even just a minor reaction. Did the herbs not work? What went wrong!? You became restless by the second. To hide your fear, you pretended to read a book in the corner of the room, in your chair. The book was about horror, so if Jotaro said something, you could blame it on the book.

"Why so on edge, Y/n? You think I wouldn't realize you weren't reading that book." Jotaro chuckled darkly as he shut his book. "I'm sure the main reason for your uneasiness is the fact the drugs haven't affected me." Jotaro almost looks amused, if it wasn't for the glint of rage in his eye, you would have thought Jotaro thought this was entertaining.

Jotaro stands up and begins to walk closer and closer. You fall out of your chair, plopping on the dirty hardwood floor watching in paralyzed fear as he makes his way towards you. Jotaro is now towering over you, his intimating height petrifying you further. Jotaro's thick fingers grip your hair. The burning feeling in your scalp increases while he pulls you up to look you in the eye. "And here I was thinking you were behaving yourself. I even thought of taking you to the village." You felt your heartache at his words. You missed the opportunity to go outside of the woods, now he'd never trust you.

"You know what. I think it's time for punishment." You began to scream, swinging your body left and right to increase the chance of falling out of his tight grasp. His punishments were hell on earth. He used many tactics such as starvation, isolation, abuse, etc.

"No, No, No! Jotaro, please! I'm sorry!" many pleas left your lips and all were ignored. "You should have thought of that earlier." Jotaro barked, tossing you onto the mattress you both shared. Being out of Jotaro's clutches gave you a vacancy to an alternative ending of tonight. The window near the front door had been slightly cracked due to the overbearing heat from the fireplace. You make a run for it by opening the window fully and jumping out.

Jotaro growls your name out behind you. You know how Jotaro will act once he catches you so you run at a rapid pace. As you sprint deeper into the dark forest, thorn bushes claw at your legs, giving you temporary scratches. Your feet felt raw as they touched the snow. it wasn't smart to forget to bring shoes. Everything hurt yet you kept pushing, occasionally you plunged into the dirt but you wasted no time getting up on your feet. Jotaro was no longer close, you looked back to make sure of it. He wasn't there, a matter of fact there was no sign of Jotaro anywhere. You must have spent too long thinking, An enormous fallen tree trunk laid in your way as you continued to run. You weren't paying any mind to the obstacle in front of you resulting in you launching forward which caused you to tumble downhill.

As you tumbled down the hill, multiple sticks, glass shards, and bushes scraped your skin. Eventually, you fell on hard dirt. After enduring the pain of getting all the air knocked from your lungs, you felt a different pain in your leg. Apprehensively your eyes trailed down to your leg. Your leg was twisted disgustingly, the discomfort from the injury was intolerable. You had to bite your lip to contain the inhumane scream that was about to be unleashed, in fear of Jotaro hearing. You laid in the frosty snow crying. Not only was your leg twisted but you most likely would perish from frostbite. The dress you wore gave you no heat, you only felt the harsh chilliness of the snow.

As you lay in the bed of snow, you noticed the area you laid in was very familiar. You had been to this location before. The place had the same river, trees, and layout.

How could you forget? This was the place Jotaro and you first encountered.

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The village you resided in was a quiet one. Everyone knew each other due to the low population of villagers. The explanation for the short number of villagers had one reason. The forest next to your hamlet had rumors of being inhabited by a witch. Anyone who went inside those woods would never come out, or if you somehow did, you came out traumatized. Other rumors told of a tall, dark man that lived in the woods; the man was said to have the strength of ten men. If you invaded his woods, he'd beat you died, which explains the reason no one returned.

Because of the spread stories of the forest, the village received an awful reputation. While the forest was a curse for the villagers, the chief used it to his advantage. Anything the village chief saw punishable would result in the person in trouble spending a night in the woods. Of course, that person never came back. The villagers made an effort to stay out of trouble. Well, everyone except one man named Tommy, who'd never got punished because of his father. The chief.

He certainly was a pain in the ass. Tommy constantly harassed the village women, especially you. For some odd reason, Tommy wanted you the most out of all the women he tormented. Tommy saw himself as more of a flirt towards you. You felt he was nothing but your bully.

One afternoon, you walked home after caring for livestock all morning. You took your regular route home, dragging a wagon full of fleece along with you. Tommy and his gang waited at the end of the path. Tommy had planned to ask you to become his girlfriend with his friends to be an eyewitness, so if you tried to deny his words, he'd have his evidence. You rolled your eyes with a loud whine when he came into your eyesight. You tried to pass by without bothering them, but Tommy pulled you back into his arms. "Y/n, darling. Out so late?" he chuckled, his hot breath fanning against you due to the lack of personal space Tommy gave you. "I'm actually on my way home, so if you excuse me, I'll be heading to my destination." Tommy's hand halted your next move. "You don't need to be so rude. I truly wanted to talk."

You fold your arms, ready to hear his bullshit, then continue your path home. Tommy pulls you by your waist, making you crash into his chest. You nearly threw up. He reeked of a mixture of both alcohol and sweat. "You know you're the only woman I have eyes on, right?" Tommy attempted to have a sexy baritone. It was far from arousing. "Yes, I can tell." You retort, looking away from him. "Then you should know I'm perfect enough to be your future husband." His hands rolled up and down your waistline, sending shivers up your spine. You push his hands off, "I'll pass. If I'm honest, I'd rather die before I'd ever date you." His friends erupted in little "oohs." the sounds children tend to make when someone is in trouble. You noticed a blush from humiliation creeping on his cheeks. "You know what, I'm sure I've made you uncomfortable with my friends around. Hey, mind giving us space?" His friends agreed. They left shortly.

His friendly demeanor promptly changed when his friends left. His physiognomy had a surly scowl. "Now that they're gone, what is your true answer?" His voice had a slight warning in his words. Already annoyed with Tommy getting in the way of your journey home, you weren't at all intimated by him. "I've already said my answer, now move out my way."

You moved past Tommy, continuing down the road. "Just who the fuck do you think you're rejecting bitch!?" Tommy growled, snatching you back by your hair. You cried in pain as his hold on your hair tighten, "You know what, I think I might just put you in your place." Tommy chuckled darkly. Still pulling you by your hair strands, Tommy tosses you into the wagon. Unlucky for you, a rope lay in the wagon, and it was what Tommy needed at the moment. With the ropes, Tommy tied your hands behind your back. To muffle your sobs of help, he used the wool in the wagon. The wagon started to move forward as Tommy dragged it.

You felt yourself panicking while lying in the wagon. You acknowledged the power Tommy held; he could make you disappear in the snap of his dirty fingers. Who knew what he'd do to you. The wagon came to an unexpected halt, jerking you forward. Tommy unhurriedly made his way to the back of the wagon, increasing your anxiety. Tommy smirked at your tear-stained expression of fear, "Oh, don't worry." Tommy cooed. "This punishment isn't very harmful. You'll be fine. Trust me. I'm capable of nastier things." Tommy lugged you over his shoulder. It felt like an eternity before he finally stopped in his tracks. Tommy hauls your body over to a vast tree; he unties your wrists and positions your body against the tree. He fastens your hands once again with the thick rope, the rope scrapes against your skin like a piece of sandpaper.

You stared up in Tommy's eyes, hoping he’d see how wrong this was. “Aw, come on don't look at me like that.” Tommy pouted. Tommy squats down, his finger rubbing your cheek, “since I'm feeling rather considerate.” he pulls out a cloth. “I’ll wrap this around your eyes, that way you won't be so scared, Since you'll stay here till sunrise.” You felt all your hope die. “Will you at least tell me where we are?” Tommy’s sinister smile grew, “Oh, we're just in the forbidden woods. I'm sure you've heard, it's the one gossiped to be haunted by a witch.”

Your eyes widen, “Please wait! don't leave me here!” you squirmed, struggling to release yourself from the rope’s hold. Tommy tsked at you, “now, y/n. I was thoughtful enough to place a blindfold on your eyes. I can't be nice anymore, it wouldn't be considered a punishment.” Tommy teases. You can't help crying for forgiveness, terror overcoming your senses. Tommy walks away ignoring your pleas.

Not long after Tommy left, you cried yourself to sleep. When you awoke, the crickets greeted you with their nightly song. Ah, it was still night: wasn't it? It wasn't like you could see if the sky had still been filled with stars. You still felt sluggish from your nap. You rested your head on the tree, aiming to fall asleep again: but your gut wouldn't allow you. Your gut warned you something was with you. Mind still blank due to your quick nap, you began slurring your words, “Is someone here?” You weren’t actually expecting a reaction. It just had to be paranoia. The stir of grass told you otherwise. “Why are you in my woods?” A deep male voice boomed. The sounds of the forest abruptly ended, creating a dead silence.

“What's the matter? Cat got your tongue?”

“You're the witch?” you spoke breathlessly from fear. “I suppose I am. I've answered your question, now answer mine.” Your sentences came out with several stutters, “I-I was tied up here. I had no choice please don't hurt me!” The man huffed, apparently offended. “Why would I bring you harm? You've given me no reason too.” You puffed out in relief. “Though I will bring you back to my cottage, I'll find what to do with you.” “Take me? Couldn't you leave me here till sunrise?” The man gave no rejoinder.

“You've caught my interest. You can either come with me or I can treat you like any other person who trespasses.” The man took you home after you agreed with his first option. You found out the man's name was Jotaro, he was indeed the witch who owned the forest. Turns out Jotaro would not allow you to leave back into the village. If you did the villagers disregard the rumors and come into the forest whenever they pleased, ruining the peace.

Little did you know Jotaro didn't let you leave for that reason only. Jotaro watched you from afar years ago before he even met you. He fell deeply in love. When he found you bound to the tree, he thought this was the best moment to keep you to himself. In the end, you somehow uncovered his secret. That's how you became his so-called beloved wife.

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Your whole body was senseless. Your leg was still crooked explaining why you hadn't arisen from your spot. The only thing to do is watch your breath become a little cloud in the icy air. Once again you heard the sound of those familiar heavy boots. You close your eyes to avoid eye contact with Jotaro, obviously embarrassed of your conditions.

"Good grief." Jotaro sighs. The tall man bends down, his hand seizing your gnarled leg. You scream in agony as he snaps it back to its original position. Surprisingly, Jotaro is comforting you, his hand is petting your head in a comforting manner. "It's okay. When we get home I'll fix you up. Even if you don't deserve it.”

"What's my punishment?" you manage to bitterly utter. Jotaro doesn't respond, he was too busy putting a thick coat around your shivering body. Too tired to fight, you allowed him to put the coat on you. He settles your weak body in his robust arms and carries you home. You passed out in Jotaro's arms. When you awoke Jotaro sat beside you watching you sleep. Your leg felt a little better which meant Jotaro attended to your injury. "Finally awake, huh?" Jotaro stood up from the chair and walked over to the table. He came back with a bowl of soup.

Jotaro proceeded to spoon-feed you. The soup smelt and tasted delicious, after all, JoJo has always been a good cook. "I fixed you up in your sleep," Jotaro says feeding you another bite, "hopefully, you'll heal fast." You nod in agreement. No more words were exchanged, you both focused on Jotaro feeding you. When you finished the bowl of soup Jotaro went off to throw more wood into the fireplace. The crackle of firewood made you recollect your thoughts, you shortly realized your question went unanswered. "You never answered my question." You blurt out. Jotaro looks over towards you then back to the fireplace. "You will carry my child."

You were taken aback by his response, "what do you mean?" he didn't mean what you think he meant, did he?!

Jotaro turns towards you with an uncharacteristic soft smile. Jotaro rarely revealed his happiness, it was rare to see him like this. "Even if I come off as an individual who would despise children; I've always wanted a little girl of my own." Jotaro let out a low light-hearted chuckle that made your skin crawl. "That's why I'm going to impregnate you. Don't see this as a punishment though, If I impregnate you with a child, there is a lower chance of you escaping.”

“Come on y/n! Just tell him, what could possibly happen?”

“WHAT CAN HAPPEN?! This is Kujo were are talking about here. The worst that could happen is that I be rejected by my mate!!”

Your best friends, Kaiden Minami, sighed as she put a hand on your shoulders. The two of you were talking about a boy that you really really liked. He was one of the top Alpha males at the school. Cool, stoic, and strong, everyone omega’s dream. Every girl in the school wanted him, and who could blame them. He was attractive as all hell.

His name? Jotaro Kujo.

Jotaro was a friend of yours introduced to you by Kai. He was quite intimidating, but in a goo way. Something inside you felt calm and at peace when you were around him. 

At first you just wrote if off as a petty crush, that it would go away soon. 

But no, it got worse.

You would find yourself whining when he leaves, letting out deep purrs when he was close by, it scared you. 

That was until you brought it up to Kai, a fellow omega.

“Y/n. I think Joots is your mate.”

That led you to the downward spiral of worry, especially with your heat fast approaching. You needed to act quickly or else you would be in some deep shit. So you gave Kai a blanket to hand to Jotaro as you were waayy too scared to tell him. 

You had instilled in your head that he was going to reject you, so you rather someone else tell you then him tell you. Kai tried to tell you to go ahead and tell him that she would be your support.

“I can’t do this Kai! Just please please pleasssseee-”

“Fine, fine! Damn, just get to the nurses office.”

You nodded quickly before heading to the nurses office.

Whenever an omega goes into heat the nurses have a special room where they can receive pre-heat care. There were special rooms that were soundproof and set right for every Omega that came in. You were just going there to see the nurse before you headed home, but it seems like your body had other plans. Right when you reached the door, you felt a weird feeling surge through your body, nearly bringing you to your knees.

Banging on the door, the school nurse, Aurora quickly pulls you in. 

“Oh my! Y/n I thought you were going home! Come in!” She said, ushering you inside the office. You whined as she helped you to the safe room, your entire body felt hot, you wanted nothing more to curl up and stay there. Aurora ran around the room like a chicken with her head cut off as she prepared the room for you, heated blankets, snacks and everything else that you needed. She rubbed your forehead and gave a soft smile. 

“You stay right here, we’ll figure out what to do!”

And with that Aurora left you in the room. You whimpered and curled up, shedding yourself of your clothes, the cool air helping a little bit. This was your first heat with you being older, your parents had you on heat suppressants your entire life, so you didn’t know what to do at all. All you knew was that you rested in your nest, and sometimes you would need a mate.

You really wished you would’ve told Jotaro before hand.

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“Kujo-san!”

Jotaro turned around to see who was calling him. He was getting ready to head home when he say Kai, someone he considered a good friend. He turned fully to see her holding a blanket in her hands before shoving it towards him.

“This is Y/n’s, she was too nervous to confess to you herself. So she sent me.”

Jotaro took the soft fabric in his hands, admiring it and giving a soft smile at the starfish pattern. “Where is she now?” He asked and Kai pointed down the hall to the nurses office. 

“She went to see Ms. Aurora for some pre-heat care,” Jotaro nodded and walked off quickly, not even listening to the rest of what Kai was saying. His mind was just on you.

Jotaro rarely found anyone cute, or attractive at that, but when he became friends with you that had changed. He would find himself chuckling at your little jokes, smiling whenever you came around and feeling saddened when you don’t come some days. Bringing this up to his grandfather, who laughed at the male before explaining that Y/n could possibly be his mate.

He would feel confused at first, but then as he stayed around you more and more he started to realize that he was right.

Jotaro shook his head as he headed to the nurse’s office, but he was stopped in his place by a scent hitting his nose. He lets out a soft growl before moving faster towards the nurses office. If he could smell it, then others could, the smell was strong, it was an omega in heat.

Knocking on the nurses door, He waited for Ms. Aurora to answer the door, sighing in relief when she did. “Oh! Jotaro! What can I do for you?” Jotaro took a deep breath before speaking again. “My mate is-” “Oh! You’re Ms. Y/n’s mate? Go ahead! I’ve been fighting off feral alphas all day.”

She moves out of the way and allows the male to come inside. “I’ll leave, but if you need me, I’ll be right next door.” Jotaro nods, watching her walk out and lock the door behind her.

Jotaro goes into the safe room, the scent hitting him like a wave. He looked at you, curled up in a ball, whining as your fingers are sunk deep into your cunt, trying to ease whatever pain you were in.

You noticed him in the room and let out a deep whine, “Jojo…” You whimpered as you spread your legs to show him your cunt. Jotaro walked over to you, dropping to his knees, smirking up at him. “My little omega..you needed your alpha to come and take care of you right?’’ He smirks as he blows gently on your cunt, seeing the cute little reactions you gave him. You nodded quickly, practically crying out when Jotaro’s tongue finally darts out to taste your cunt.

Jotaro held your legs down, allowing his tongue to slip inside, a deep growl leaving his body as his tongue laps up and teases your sex. Jotaro’s eyes flick up to watch you, only to meet your eyes, seeing them clouded over with lust and need. If you would have told him that he was going to be helping your heat today, he wouldn’t have believed it. 

He’s had a crush on you for the longest, always wanting to be the one that you could lean on, that you could come to when you needed someone. But he was afraid that you would see him just like everyone else did, Scary, mean and many other different names.

But having you whining and moaning underneath him totally changed his mind and told him that you were not like the others and that you truly loved him for him. 

“Jotaro, please..please fuck me..” 

Jotaro looks up to see your desperate face, begging for him to fuck you. You were begging for him. Jotaro could feel his head spinning as he quickly stood up and fumbled with his pants, “Don’t worry, I’ll make you feel better y/n..” Jotaro says softly, as he pulls you to the edge of the nest you’d made. He looked at you whimpering and purring in delight as he aligned himself with your wet core.

“You ready? Because once I start, I won-”

“Just fuck me already kujo please~!!”

The male didn’t have to be told twice as he sunk into you, a deep groan leaving his body as he began a slow pace. Jotaro placed his hands on either side of your head before leaning down to capture your lips in his. His hips rolled against yours, setting a nice rhythm that had you mewling in pleasure, arms wrapping around his neck. 

Jotaro felt like he was in heaven, a feeling that he could not describe was flowing through his body as his hips met yours. He moved from your lips to your neck, burying his face in your scent gland, kissing and placing small nibbles on the spot. He knew you were his mate, and he was pretty sure you knew it too. So he did what he was supposed to do as a mate.

He placed a bite on your scent gland.

He felt your body tense up, and a low purr left your body. Your hands were running down his back, possibly leaving scars that he didn’t know how he was going to explain to his mother. But he decided that he was going to handle that when that time came, he was focused on pleasing you, on pleasing his mate.

Jotaro’s thrusts became more aggressive, each one hitting that spot in you that made you cry out in pleasure. You were reduced to a babbling mess as Jotaro kept pounding into you, your legs wrapping around his waist. 

“Fuck fuck fuck…right there..” You moaned out. He smirks as he leans down to your ear whispering. “Is my dirty little slut close, huh? She wants to make a mess all over my cock right?..” That made you clench around his cock as you nodded quickly.

“Mhm..you gonna cum? You want me to knock you up, fill you up with pups huh?”

“Yes! Yes yes yes please..” 

Jotaro groans at your begging as his thrusts start to slow down, he growls as he feels you clench around him one more time, making his hips still. You whined out in pleasure as you felt his cum pump into you, dazed from the activity the two of you just did. Jotaro waited a bit before pulling out of you and back up a bit to fix himself. He looked around the room and went over to get some water and a rag to wipe you down. 

He gently placed the water up to your lips, smiling down at you as you took small sips. He placed it down before wiping your legs down with a warm rag, taking his time to make sure you were okay. 

“Jotaro..”

He looked over to you, seeing a soft blush on your face. “Thank you..” You mumbled, before placing a hand over the mark that he gave you. “I’m sorry I was too much of a chicken-” He shushed you before handing you the blanket that you wanted him to scent. 

“Don’t worry. I know now don’t I?”

You smiled at him as he moved to lay beside you, wrapping his arms around you and making you feel comfortable.

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“Ahhh she’s so cute!! So nice to finally meet the girl of the hour~!”

You giggle at Jotaro pulling his hat down in embarrassment to cover his face. After your heat wore off, he brought you to his house to meet his mom. His mother, Ms.Holly was excited when you arrived and immediately took to you, she dragged you into the kitchen to begin telling you stories about Jotaro when he was young, making the male sigh.

But when he saw you smiling and laughing with his mother, a small smile creeped onto his face.

He was happy, he had his mate, and he never was going to let you go.

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I Hope you all enjoyed!

After finding out about the storm and deciding that you'd have to spend the night in his one bedroom apartment, you were excited, but incredibly nervous. He was your friend but he constantly gave you butterflies all the time.

At this point it was 10PM and Jotaro was already in his grey sweatpants that hung low on his hips while he asked you if you wanted one of his t-shirts to sleep in. Of course you did.

You changed into his oversized t-shirt and headed to his room to say goodnight, admiring the decor in his apartment since you had never been there before. You two were friends, but he was pretty private with his personal life and you had only hung out in public places before.

As you opened the door to his bedroom, you found him sitting under the covers. You walked towards him as he watched you, his eyes trailing up and down your body while you took a seat on the edge of his bed.

"So..." You broke the awkward silence.

"So.." Jotaro replied. "You look nice in that shirt." He was smirking, leaving you to wonder why he was looking at you in that way. You didn't even look good; the shirt fit you like a dress with his clothes being completely large in comparison to your body. But still, it smelt better than you could've imagined.

The rain was pouring outside louder than you've ever heard it as Jotaro kept the smirk on his face, continuously eyeing you up and down.

"Well.. I'm going to crash on the couch. See you in the morning," you announced as you stood up, ready to walk off, before his hand grabbed your wrist tightly, pulling you back down onto the bed.

"Don't be ridiculous. There's enough room on this bed for the both of us." His smirk was gone as your eyebrows furrowed, confused at his request. Was he asking you to sleep with him?

"Really?" You asked sarcastically as you looked down at his small bed. Jotaro laughed.

"Okay okay, it's a tight squeeze but I'm not making a friend sleep on the couch." Friend huh? His tone of voice suddenly changed. "Besides, you just got here. You can't go to sleep now."

You hadn't recently gotten there. You were there for about an hour and a half already. And also, Jotaro wasn't usually the kindest type. He was actually a pretty cold and harsh guy when he was ready so you didn't expect him to be so generous. You furrowed your eyebrows again, confused at Jotaro's response, yet still, after that, you decided that you would stay. Not because you didn't want to sleep on the couch, but mostly because you wanted to sleep with Jotaro.

That is, until you remember you had no underwear on beneath his shirt you were wearing and began praying that you wouldn't flash him. You weren't trying to seduce him at all. You just normally don't sleep with underwear and you didn't think you'd be sleeping next to Jotaro tonight.

"Fine. Only because we're friends and you're being generous about it." You mocked his tone as you rolled your eyes sarcastically and climbed under the covers next to him, moving slowly as you tried not to flash him.

The next hour consisted of you two talking non-stop, Jotaro realizing he should be spending more time with you since he enjoyed it, and you realizing the way his leg caressed yours as you both spoke. What was he trying to do? You began drifting off to sleep eventually and turned your body the opposite way, your back facing Jotaro, as you lay on your side. Maybe you two were just going to sleep and nothing more. Maybe he did just feel bad to give you the couch?

-

Some time had passed while you were asleep and before you knew it, you were awoken by Jotaro, lifting up the t-shirt he lent you as he stared at your bare ass with awe, although he didn't show it on his face. Instead, he stared at your ass like he wanted to slap it. To do dirty things with you as his expression stayed blank, his jaw tightening.

"Jo-taro?" You asked, half asleep and so very confused. Were you dreaming?

You turned your head slightly, your back still facing him as his eyes immediately met yours. He lifted the shirt up even more, slowly exposing your back and letting it lift pass your tits. He sat up slightly, admiring everything he was seeing, and staring at you before he broke the silence,

"I'm sorry, y/n, I can't resist you anymore." Anymore? He paused, his eyes still tracing every inch of your tits that you desperately tried to cover and every curve of your body. "I just wanted to see you. Underneath my shirt." His voice sounded possessive and rough.

You were still lying on your side and your eyes continuously stared at Jotaro as you felt his hand reach for your tits, caressing them. He then came close behind you and pressed his crotch right up against your ass, allowing you to feel the huge bulge growing in his grey sweatpants.

"Are you okay with this? With me touching you like this?" His body was completely still as his right hand played with your tits, his entire chest pressed against your back. You nodded and let out a small whimper. He grinned.

"Good." His hips then began thrusting slowly, but harshly, into your ass as his cock grew harder. He hadn't been able to see your body fully since your back was facing him, but he was dying to. He was so attracted to you and you never knew. His breathing rate increased as he was leaning close to you, sensually groaning in your ear while he held your tit and slapped his crotch into your ass.

He suddenly began slowing down and stopped spooning you, turning to lie on his back while out of breath, leaving you confused. This caused you to turn and face him as your top remained pulled up, your tits on full display to him now in the dim light of his room. He tried not to look at them.

"I'm sorry." He said.

"For what? I'm not complaining, you know." He glanced at you, finally making eye contact as he looked slightly regretful.

"I don't want to ruin our friendship. Or for you to hate me for doing that."

"I would never hate you... I'd like you even more if you continued." You replied shyly.

His eyes widened. "I thought I could control myself. I just wanted to have you in my bed for one night." He paused. "I can barely be around you. You make me so fucking hard." He glanced down at his large bulge and then back up at you.

You lifted the shirt fully off your head now and dropped it to the floor as you began inching closer to Jotaro, allowing him to stare at your nude body completely, his eyes not once looking up. You lay down next to him and broke the silence between you two.

"Why don't you show me how hard?"

"You wanna see?" He laughed. "You're dirtier than I thought, y/n."

His hands reached for his waistband as he slowly pulled it down, letting his huge cock spring free. You were shocked, and it was shown on your face as Jotaro stared at your reaction.

"You like what you see?" He laughed again, and then suddenly his laughing stopped. His tone of voice got deep very quickly.

"Touch it." God, he was making you weak right now. And so you did touch it. You let your hand reach to his throbbing dick as you gripped it, Jotaro watching your naked body while your hand began pumping up and down his cock making him groan.

Within a few second, he couldn't contain himself anymore. He wanted to be demanding and make you do whatever he wanted, but he also was nervous of how you would react, since you two were always just friends. Still, as he watched your hand move up and down his cock, pre cum leaking out, he couldn't help but give in to his desires.

He suddenly pushed you onto your back and climbed on top of you, letting the head of his dick rest against your clit making you moan. loudly.

"I wanna fuck you... If you'll let me," Jotaro asked. You looked up at him and nodded, before speaking,

"But if you fuck me.. Then what are we?"

He paused, more interested in the fact that you agreed to let him fuck you.

"We're just friends, y/n." He smirked.

"Friends don't do this kind of shit." You replied. You wanted him to mark you as his.

He continued smirking as he inserted the head of his cock inside you, working his way deeper into your pussy until it was all in. Your moans were growing as he left his cock motionless inside you, leaning down close to you again to whisper in your ear with a change in attitude.

"I can use you and fuck you how I like now." He pulled out and thrusted deeply inside you causing you to scream.

"That's what friends are for right?" He chuckled slightly as he began thrusting harder and harder, groaning the entire time from the way you clenched around his cock while his hand gripped your neck tightly.

His thumb met your clit and began rubbing it while he fucked you, listening to your moans as he reciprocated them each time, swearing while he groaned.

"Fuck,, so fucking g-ood," he cried out.

Eventually you were close to cumming as you felt his thumb working wonders on you, his cock thrusting into you deeply and quickly at the same time while you cried out his name.

"Jotaro- I'm.. I'm gonna cum." He was smirking.

"Then cum. Cum around my cock." And you did. You felt yourself reach your peak as your moans echoed in his bedroom, his hands gripping onto your body to hold you close while you came. You were riding out your orgasm, until you noticed something. Something very wet.

"Holy fuck." You heard Jotaro say.

"What?" You looked down to see the mess you had made.

"You just squirted on my dick.” He was watching your pussy as you felt his pace increase even faster. He pressed his body against yours once more, the two of you feeling ecstasy while you were both covered in your fluids and he leaned down close to your ear,

"So fucking naughty." He said. "Gonna cum inside you now since you wanna squirt all over me." His pace continued increasing until there was one final thrust and he reached his limit. His body was practically convulsing as he whimpered, letting his warm cum fill your insides while his hand still gripped around your neck tightly.

As he rode out his orgasm and pulled out to sit beside you, completely out of breath, he kissed you, for the first time of the night. It was a passionate but slow kiss with your tongues interlacing as he held your cheek before pulling away.

"Sorry. Just realized I fucked you and didn't even kiss you." His voice was so sexy after cumming. So hoarse.

"I don't blame you." You shrugged. "You're not really supposed to kiss your friends," you said sarcastically, making Jotaro laugh.

"Yeah, you're also not supposed to fuck your friends." This time, you laughed. He then pulled you into him letting your head rest on his chest and he held your body.

"Can I tell you something?" He broke the silence.

"Sure," you replied.

"I was so excited when I realized you'd have to spend the night." He sighed. It seemed like he got some weight off his shoulders.

"Can I tell you something?" You asked him, making him nod. "Me too." And with that, he kissed you, passionately again.

As he pulled away, you realized the fact that you had the entire night to let him fuck you however he wanted. Before the real dom Jotaro came out for the rest of the night, he ended the sweet moment between you two on one note making it clear to you how he felt,

You felt bad for Jotaro. You, Jotaro, and Kakyoin all share a room since all three of you were students⁠—you used to have a room of your own but since Polnareff's encounter with Devo.... well, it's better to be safe than sorry.

The problem with this arrangement, however, is the fact that most hotels only have two beds in a room, and the larger rooms are mostly already sold out. To remedy this problem, the three of you had decided to take turns taking the couch and the bed⁠—and well, it was Jotaro's turn this time around, and it was just his luck that the couch wasn't big enough to fit his tall figure.

You and Kakyoin tried to take it instead, that he can take the couch next time instead, but the giant ignored the two of you as he lays down on the couch and places his hat on his face.

You sit up on your bed as you watch his silhouetted figure, raising his right hand to run through his hair in what you can only assume to be annoyance. Knowing that neither of you is going to get any sleep anyway, you decided to speak up, loud enough for him to hear but not loud enough to wake the only sleeping occupant in the room.

"Jotaro, have you ever danced?"

It was an innocent question born out of genuine curiosity, but it was one that Jotaro hadn't expected⁠—neither had he expected you to still be awake this late into the night while in the comfort of your hotel bed. You watch in silent amusement as the man jumped slightly in surprise, and you swear you even saw a glimpse of Star Platinum being manifested before he vanished just as quickly.

"Why are you still awake?"

"You didn't answer my question,"

Jotaro watched as you dangle your feet off the bed, he watches you shiver slightly when your bare feet met the cold floor as you stood up, your body still turned to look at him. He pondered your question and allowed it to bounce in his head, trying to map out where this conversation is going. You may be asking out of curiosity, even he can't picture himself on the dance floor⁠—with that being said, he is quite skeptical that it might be out of mischievousness that you're asking this, and the reason why you're walking towards him right now is for you to hold your hand out and ask him to dance.

However, as you sat next to him, the teen finally allowed himself to relax. You sat down, which means that the possibility of you asking him to dance is quite low... but still not zero.

"No," he finally answers, short and simple. His aquamarine gaze landed on the television in front of him, but he still watched through his peripheral vision as you slowly nod, registering his response in your mind

Comfortable silence filled the room as the both of you sat on the couch together. Jotaro had always preferred to be alone, the men asking for fights and women squealing at him is very overwhelming for a teen like him⁠—and so, he is pleasantly surprised to find out that he doesn't mind your company. In fact, he's fond of it.

Maybe it's because you don't ask him one too many questions nor do you openly fawn and squeal over him; Jotaro is an intelligent man, he's seen the way you look at him every now and then⁠—you find him attractive, that much he knew (and he ignores the way his heart leaps to his throat at the thought) but he's grateful that you don't physically swoon over him like most of the girls in his school does.

"Why don't we dance, then?"

The sudden suggestion from you almost made Jotaro choke on nothing in surprise. He shouldn't be surprised, he saw this coming, and yet, he still is. Turning to look at you, his brows furrow as he responds.

"Do you even know how to dance?" He asks, and you decided to ignore the slightly condescending tone of his voice,

"Nope," you respond, popping the p, "But neither do you. Which would make this a great learning opportunity for us!"

"How are we going to learn if neither of us know what we're learning?" Jotaro is just full of questions tonight, you thought of commenting on how talkative he's being, but decided not to.

"I've seen people dance to Por Una Cabeza, maybe we can try tango!" You ponder out loud, pointedly ignoring the man's words.

"Where are we even going to dance? There's not enough space."

"We're not going to circle all over the place, there's enough space in the balcony outside,"

Jotaro tries to grunt out your name in annoyance, but you were swift to place your finger to his lips to shush him. Flustered by the sudden movement, the teen leaned back with his eyes glued to your finger lightly pressed against his lips.

"Shh, you'll wake Kakyoin," you whisper to him, before standing up and grabbing his wrist.

You were lucky you managed to temporarily stun him with your actions prior, or else he would definitely not allow you to drag him out to the balcony. It definitely has nothing to do with the fact that he can't seem to say no to you.

As you arrive outside, you turn to look at Jotaro as you mutter under your breath. You silently narrate to yourself the position to be assumed as you guide Jotaro's hand, you grabbed his left and placed it on your back, near your shoulder, with your free hand, you intertwine your fingers in his before outstretching your arms together. You place your hand on Jotaro's back, the same place where his hand rests on you and you take a step closer to him.

The air of the night was cold, but his hand felt warm on your back. You allowed yourself to smile as Jotaro let out a harsh exhale, must be from annoyance you thought⁠, and you stay in that position as you thought of what the first move would be.

While you were trying your best to remember, Jotaro took this time to look at you. The now close proximity allowed Jotaro to examine you more closely, starting to see things that he had never seen before, small flaws that reminded him that you were but a human, not an angel sent down from the heavens to melt his frozen heart.

He's heard from somewhere that the tango is a secret dance between lovers, a dance passionate enough where the couple would lay bare their hearts to each other, and for everyone to witness. It is the most subtle, yet also the most intense communication between lovers.

He can't help but ponder that word as he examines your features up close... lovers.

A harsh exhale left through his nose as he flustered himself from the thought, and he was glad that you seem to be too focused on searching your mind on how to initiate the moves to be taken to even notice his flustered state, nor his heart beating loudly in his chest. He was back to his usual stoic demeanor by the time you perked up and decided to 'teach' him the moves that you can remember.

And that night, with the moon and the stars as your only witnesses, the two of you danced in each other's arms under the moonlight. The dance you shared wasn't good by any means, the two of you stepping on each other's feet one too many times but still, the both of you had never felt so at ease as you are now.

Neither Jotaro nor Jolyne knew about this when you spoke to them over the phone before leaving to catch your flight, and by the time you landed, it was already past midnight; they must already be asleep so you didn't bother calling them.

It would be a pleasant surprise for Jotaro tonight and for Jolyne tomorrow morning too.

You thanked your company's driver for dropping you off at your home and for helping with your luggage before bidding him farewell and a good night before you face the door to your home. It was the first time in the past week and a half that you truly felt relief, as you know that when you open this door, you'll finally be able to see Jolyne again.

Oh, and your husband too, of course.

As you expected, the house was dark the moment you stepped in, to your surprise, however, you can hear familiar muffled giggles coming from the second floor which made your brow raise.

What is Jolyne doing up this late?

After silently closing the door behind you, you decided to leave your luggage at the entrance of your home for a moment so as to not alert your mischievous daughter of your arrival. Had she pretended to fall asleep again?

She did that once when she was five years old, pretended to fall asleep while you were tucking her in and you and Jotaro ended up waking at 3 AM after hearing a glass breaking in the kitchen, thinking someone might have broken in—only to find your daughter in the verge of tears, looking at the shattered cookie jar on the kitchen floor.

You went through the house and up the stairs as silently as you possibly could, and there in the dark hallway, the only source of light is coming from the bathroom with the door left open. Furrowing your brows in confusion and your lips pulling down to a frown, you approach the bathroom, hearing Jolyne's giggles grow louder with every step you take.

In all honesty, you didn't know what you expected to see—but definitely not this.

Your daughter, Jolyne, sat on the sink with the widest grin on her face, her bangs wrapped in foils in sections and resting on her forehead, her eyes looking up to her father who was standing in front of her, a section of Jolyne's hair placed on a foil in his hand, his tongue sticking out of the side of his lips as he focused intently on what he was doing, his other hand holding a dye brush.

A smile breaks out on your features as you cross your arms and lean on the doorway, admiring the scene before you. Your husband was so hyperfocused on dyeing your daughter's hair that he hadn't even noticed your presence.

You watch silently as Jotaro wrapped the section he was dyeing in foil, allowing it to rest on Jolyne's forehead before taking a step back. A slight, proud smirk plastered on his lips at Jolyne's excited grin.

Now that you thought about it, you shouldn't have been surprised to come home to this as you remember hearing Jotaro watching hair dye tutorial videos a few nights ago when he called you. You asked him then what he was watching them for but he only shrugged off your question by changing the topic and pausing the video (or maybe he just lowered the volume? either way, you couldn't hear the voice of the instructor anymore)

"Mama!"

The excited voice of your daughter brought you back to the present, to see her index finger pointed at you and her sea-green eyes looking in your direction with stars in them, excitement radiating off her figure despite how late it was. At this, Jotaro turns his head to look at you, surprised aquamarine gaze meeting yours as he takes a moment to register that you're actually here, that his wife is home.

"Hello, what's going on here?" You took this moment to finally step forward and approach them, smiling over at Jolyne who didn't waste any time wrapping her arms around your torso and burying her head on your chest only for her Dad to scold her and remind her to be careful of her bangs.

After letting out a 'good grief' under his breath after Jolyne blatantly ignored him, you wrap your arms around your daughter as your husband focuses his attention on you.

"You didn't tell me you'd be home today," His voice has taken that uncharacteristically soft tone that he only ever uses on you and Jolyne when either of you had a bad day, but it still held a bit of an accusing tone which allowed you to know what he was truly trying to tell you.

"Ah, it was quite unexpected too," You replied, a tired smile stretching your lips, "And I thought you were already asleep, didn't want to bother you."

"Give me a break. We've been together for a decade," he reminds you, a frown on his face, "You really think picking you up from the airport would be a bother?"

You gave him a sheepish smile, and before you could respond, you were cut off by the sound of your daughter calling your attention. She has now pulled away from your embrace, her fingers excitedly pointing towards her bangs still wrapped in foil.

"Look, look, Mama! Papa dyed my hair!" She informs you, her feet kicking in the air in delight.

"Ah, I bet you'd look very pretty, JoJo!"

"You should dye your hair with me too, Mama! Then we'll be pretty together!"

"That's a great idea!" You happily agreed. In all honesty, your mind was too tired to actually process what she was saying. But the giddiness your daughter felt from your words was enough to make you feel like you said the right thing.

"See, Mama agreed to dye her hair!" Jolyne then turns to her father, this time her brows are turned down as she glares at the man, "Now you absolutely have to dye your hair with us too!"

"No,"

Leave it to Jotaro to be cold-hearted and straight to the point, even with his own daughter.

A gasp left Jolyne at the blatant rejection she received, her eyes now watering and lips quivering.

"Please, Papa, please!" The little girl pleaded, looking up at him with puppy dog eyes and lips puckered out into a pout, her hands clasped together. "Pleeease!!"

Jotaro sighs then, squeezing his eyes shut as he lets out his catchphrase in his native tongue under his breath. Who was he to say no to those eyes?

it was also inappropriate to come back from lunch with cum dripping down your thighs, so maybe you were both in the wrong.

matt managed to keep it together until the end of the day. once foggy and karen left for the night, he calls you into his office.

“sit down, we need to talk.”

“is everything alright?”

“you know i have enhanced senses, right?” you nod. “i can pick up things that most people can’t.”

you’re unsure of where he’s going with this. you feel like you’re getting in trouble, but you hadn’t done anything, right?

he stands up from his desk and walks around to your side, leaning against the dark stained oak. he rolls his sleeves up as he moves, and you can’t help but be drawn to the sight of his forearms.

“i can smell him on you,” he says, his voice gruff

you’re heart drops because there’s no way he can tell what you did today.

“do you do this every time you take a long lunch, sweetheart? do i pay you to fuck frank castle and come back smelling like cigarettes and sex?”

“h-how did you-”

he leans over you, his tie hanging in your face, and the words die in your throat. his dark sunglasses and the sharp line of hid jaw intimate you, and while you’ve never told him that, you’re positive he can tell.

“i could fuck you better than he can,” he says.

you stay silent because your answer would get you in trouble with one of them no matter what.

“he doesn’t take his time with you, does he? he probably just takes whatever he wants from you, he’s a real asshole like that.”

“h-he says he wants everyone to know i’m his,” you respond with a weak, quiet voice.

“is that why he sent you back here with cum dripping out of you?”

you could cry. it is beyond humiliating for your boss, your incredibly hot, sexy boss, to expose all of your dirty secrets like this.

he reaches out and takes your chin in his hand, gently rubbing his thumb over your bottom lip. he licks his own as he looks down at you, seemingly deciding his next move.

his thumb brushes the seam of your lips and without thinking, you open your mouth to take it in. you hear him chuckle as you gently suck on it, and he mutters something about frank having you trained.

“do you want this, sweetheart?” you nod. “good. get up on the desk.”

you do as your told and scramble to get onto his desk. he cleared off the surface already like he was planning this. was he?

he slides his hands up your bare thighs, underneath your skirt, and stops when he grabs ahold of the lace trim of your underwear. he pulls them down, then instructs you to lift your skirt up. you bunch it up around your hips, and now you’re sitting on his desk, bare from a waist down, still leaking from your lunch with frank earlier in the day

he falls to his knees and without hesitation, buries his face in your cunt. he inhales deeply, taking in the scent of cum and sweat which makes him moan. his tongue pushes its way through your folds to taste the remnants of frank inside of you

“matt!” you gasp when he pushes his tongue inside you

and just as quickly as he started, he stands up and wipes his mouth on the back of his hand.

“do i need to use a condom, baby? is frank the only one who gets to fuck you raw?”

he looms over you with a smirk that could only be described as devilish. you swear your heart is going to beat out of your chest as his fingers tease your entrance

“n-no condom,” you whimper

matt makes quick work of his belt and fly, and he pulls his pants down just enough to free his cock. he’s hard and the tip is red like he has been aching for this for hours. he teases you with it, running it through your spit and cum soaked folds until you’re begging for it.

“frank wants me to have his sloppy seconds? that’s fine by me, because i know you’ll never go back.”

he pushes into you with one thrust, figuring you’re open enough from his mouth and from frank earlier in the day. it’s a bit of a stretch, but it’s nothing you can’t take, not like he gives you a choice

he fucks you slow and deep, making sure you feel every movement, every ride of his cock as it drags inside of you.

you whine his name, and he shushes you with a mean chuckle and a finger pressed to your lips.

“i wanna be the only one who fucks you like this,” he says, his voice nearly a growl

you don’t dare respond, but even if you did, you wouldn’t trust your voice to not come out like a broken moan anyway

“whose pussy is this, baby? is it franks?” he practically spits the other man’s name

“it’s yours,” you slur

you put all your weight on one arm and reach around his body with the other to grab at his firm ass that’s left barely exposed by his slacks. your nails dig into the smooth skin, and the slight twinge of pain seems to encourage him

he speeds up just a bit, but his thrusts go impossibly deeper and it feels like he’s in your stomach

“f-fuck matt, i’m close”

“who are you cumming for, sweetheart? who’s doing this to you?”