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Fuck, you looked so pretty to him right now.

Jotaro felt his breath get heavier, his heartbeat already elevated long ago, same as his quickened breath. But then again, how could he stay calm when you looked like that.

You looked so soft. So defenceless. Your sleeping face calm and so gorgeous. If Jotaro wasn’t here, who knows what could happen to you.

Many other men must want you. Jotaro knew it for sure. You were so pure and precious, the epitome of beauty in his eyes. Of course he’d not be the only one chasing after your heart.

But then his eyes would drift to your neck. To the thick leather collar stuck there. You still hadn’t taken it off, the lock on the back persisting; though not for the lack of trying, if the scuff marks on the metal were any indication.

Yet a warmth swelled in Jotaro’s chest as he glued his eyes to the black leather, unable to make out the pressed in ‘K J’ in the dark, yet feeling full of pride knowing it sat there. That you were his.

Gods, Jotaro could never get enough of you. Just simply looking at you brought a sense of peace to him. A deranged kind of peace. One that in the eyes of others would immediately set off alarm bells. Yet Jotaro basked in it.

You made him feel whole. He needed you. Needed you to survive, to breathe. These nights where he watched you the only way to keep himself sane.

And so you always slept, blissfully unaware of the man standing in the shadows of the corner of your room every night. The eyes, watching you all night before disappearing right before dawn.

Only, today, just watching didn’t seem to do it for Jotaro. His mind drifted to a month ago, and oh how he cherished that day.

- - - -

You had been walking home from college. It was pouring rain and you could barely see a hand in front of yourself.

Jotaro walked a few meters behind, staying hidden well enough by the heavy sheet of rain to be able to be closer than normal, his black umbrella over his head protecting him from nature’s assault.

You had no idea he was right there, Jotaro using Star Platinum to give himself a perfect view of you even through the rain.

All of a sudden, someone came sprinting from the opposite direction. Due to the rain, they didn’t see you, roughly bumping into you and causing you to smack down onto the ground, hitting the back of your head on the curb. Right at that moment, a car drove past, rushing through a puddle and splashing your entire being with the muddy water.

Jotaro’s eyes widened and he immediately sprinted forward, roughly shoulder bumping the person who knocked you over and making them fall on their face, the delinquent not caring any further as he crouched down besides you.

“Hey, you okay?” He questioned as he put his hand on your shoulder, trying to sound like his normal self yet feeling his heart thump in his ribcage from being so close, touching you.

“Ow, yeah I think so.” You groaned, trying to open your eyes to see who it was above you; able to do so thanks to how the man held his umbrella over your head as well as his own. “Oh hey, I know you, don’t I?” You questioned as you rubbed the back of your head where it hurt. “Jotaro Kujo, right? You sit behind me in biology and chemistry?”

Hearing his name roll off your tongue, Jotaro only had enough brains to simply nod back.

Now that he was so close, finally talking to you, an idea popped up in the man’s head. Again without words, he held his hand holding the umbrella out for you, his other hand still on your shoulder.

“Oh, thanks!” You smiled, gratefully taking his hand as he used that and the one on your shoulder to pull you onto your feet. Yet the moment you were there, the umbrella he was holding got ripped out of his hands by the wind, flying far away, same as yours had done when you fell. “Ah!”

Now the both of you were at the mercy of the elements and you frantically looked around. Quickly grabbing his hand, you pulled him along as you rushed over to the bus stop closeby, pulling him with you under the overhang and finally standing safe from the rain.

Immediately, you turned to him. “I’m so sorry!” You apologised, sounding genuinely upset for making him lose his umbrella.

Jotaro looked at you for a bit before turning forward. “It’s fine.” Was the sighed out answer you got while he stuck his hand out from the overhang, ‘testing’ how hard it was raining.

In all actuality, Jotaro had his eyes on you the entire time, pretending to look at the sky while actually never looking away from your face, watching your reactions. He wasn’t annoyed at all. He was standing with you, talking to you, and if the expression on your face was any indication, what he was trying to get from you was exactly what you would offer.

“Why don’t you come to my house? It’s not far from here and you can wait the rain out or borrow an umbrella from there?”

Bingo.

Making sure you didn’t see his satisfied smirk, Jotaro grunted out an agreement and before either of you knew it, you were running through the rain towards your home to make up for the lost umbrellas.

Of course, you hadn’t noticed the purple ghost who had been the one ripping the umbrella from his user’s hand and into the winds. Nor did you see it had done the same to yours.

- - - -

“Mom, I’m home! I brought a friend!” You called out as you entered through the door with Jotaro behind you, the both of you drenched - although Jotaro actually seemed rather fine underneath his big coat. You on the other hand were muddy and wet to the bone.

“Ah, Y/N! What happened? Who’s this?” Your mom came walking towards you with a concerned look.

Jotaro took the older woman in before looking around a bit. This was his first time entering your house through your front door, normally never leaving the confines of your room, so this was his first time really seeing your house. But then you started speaking again and he focused his full attention on you.

“This is Jotaro, the wind ate both our umbrellas when I fell and he helped me, so can he borrow our other one?”

“Ah, I’m going out remember? I’m afraid I’m the one who needs it.” Your mom looked apologetic towards you before looking up at the young man behind you. “Jotaro, was it?” He nodded and your mother smiled a soft smile. “You don’t mind staying here until the rain subsides, right? I really need that umbrella.”

“I don’t mind.” Jotaro waved his hand as he said that, making your mother beam.

“Well then! Perfect! Now, I have to go and I’ll see you tomorrow evening, but Y/N, you go take a warm shower before you catch a cold. And maybe show Jotaro your room, alright? There’s pizza in the freezer.” With that, she ushered the two of you further into the house, grabbing the last umbrella there was and waving once before closing the door.

Well then, that left just you and Jotaro.

“You should take that shower.”

Jotaro saw you visibly jump in fright when he spoke up, quickly followed by a soft giggle at your own reaction that made a heat creep up his neck.

“You don’t mind waiting? I’m not the fastest when it comes to showers.”

“If you wanna get sick, be my guest.” Jotaro glared sternly and you held up your hands playfully.

“Alright alright, just take off your shoes here and follow me. I can dry your jacket in the bathroom.”

- - - -

Jotaro’s coat was already drying in the bathroom, joined by his hat, the two of you now standing in your bedroom.

You had given him a towel for his hair that was now resting around his neck, offering to dry his pants as well and give him your dad’s sweatpants as they did, but he refused that one. Thanks to his long ass jacket, only the cusps were really wet so he didn’t mind.

You were gathering some clean clothes now to wear after your shower.

Jotaro was fondly looking at you, quite openly staring every time you bent down or forward, his eyes glued to your ass or chest. But whenever you’d look at him, he was staring at your legs or face, or neck, seemingly a bit bored.

Yet with his eyes glued to your neck, Jotaro was barely able to resist his urges. To resist the urge to wrap his hands around your neck and pin you to it on your wall, slamming his lips on yours as he devoured you. You’d taste so sweet, clinging to him as he then would suck mark after mark into your neck, making it sure that people knew you belonged to him.

You shuffling around again made him break his fantasy, yet he could feel Star Platinum in his soul, itching to come out and squeeze your neck like his user wanted so badly. To combat this, he locked his eyes back on your form, noticing you were searching for something.

Seeing you looking around a few times, he quickly realised what you were looking for.

“Here.”

Jotaro’s voice piped up and you turned around, seeing him open the drawer he was standing in front of, bending down to grab a pair of panties before getting back up and holding them out for you.

“Wh-“ Your eyes widened a bit as you slowly grabbed hold of them, the both of you now holding on as you nervously held his gaze. “How’d- how’d you know where those were?”

His gaze was intense and you almost felt like you were drowning, it getting harder and harder to breathe. “Lucky guess.” Yet his tone of voice and the look in his eyes showed it was anything but.

Shaking the feeling off, you looked away from his gaze. You had to be wrong. “Well.” You cleared your throat. “Don’t just go grabbing women’s underwear.” You chuckled awkwardly and a deep hum left his throat as he let go, completely handing the garment to you.

“Well then I’ll see you in a bit. Uh, make yourself at home.” You commented before turning on your axis, walking out of your room and leaving the Japanese student behind.

You could almost swear you felt his stare on you even as you turned the corner, but once more shook it off. You’ve only really talked to the man starting today, there’s no way he actually knew where you kept your underwear. Besides, you invited him on a whim, there’s no way he could be doing anything wrong.

If only you knew the things he had done that you weren’t aware of.

- - - -

Stepping out of the bathroom, you suddenly sniffed the air. A delicious and familiar smell was wafting through and you started making your way down the stairs, walking into the downstairs area to see Jotaro leaning his arms onto the kitchen island, the hum of the oven filling the silence.

“Oh, you didn’t have to do that!” You spoke up, breaking the silence as you approached, Jotaro looking up to see your brows creased together guiltily

Taking in how you looked, Jotaro had to refrain himself from biting his lip. He could tell you weren’t wearing a bra and that slightly excited him. Cause even with him in the house you were bold enough to still not wear one. None of these thoughts made it to his face of course, looking as stone cold as ever as he answered, “It’s no problem.”

Walking over to where he stood at the island, you looked down to what he was looking at, turning out to be a nature magazine. “Did you have much difficulty figuring out how the oven works? It can be a bit tricky sometimes.” You softly asked, turning your gaze up to already see him looking down at you.

“No, it was fine.”

“Not a man of many words, are you?” You chuckled.

“No.” You could have sworn the faintest image of a smile curled onto his face and that made you yourself smile as well. “I think they’re about done.” Jotaro then said as he turned to the oven and crouched down in front of it, looking inside to see how the pizzas looked.

“What, ‘you think’? Did you not set a timer?” You giggled, only to gape when Jotaro muttered a no. “That is a risky game to play, Mr. Kujo.”

Jotaro slightly turned his head towards you, giving you a glimpse of his smirk before turning back to the oven and you smiled.

You of course knew of his reputation around campus. And although it was a terrible one, seeing him here now made you think he wasn’t at all like the reputation that preceded him.

While you were lost in thought, Jotaro had already pulled the pizzas out of the oven and plated them.

“Eat at the table?”

- - - -

The entire dinner, Jotaro subtly kept his eyes on you. Basking in how he was able to view you so openly in your own home, hearing your voice talk to him and only him. He was the one to have your attention. He was the one privileged enough to see you in your own home. He was the one you were smiling and laughing to.

All of it only worked to stoke the fire inside of him. You were exactly what he wanted. He subtly jolted when his hand in his pocket suddenly bumped into something. Right… he forgot he had bought those…

“So, you wanna watch something on the tv or play a game?” You snapped him out of his thoughts, with him only having half-heard what you said. You took it as him asking why however and motioned to the window. “It doesn’t look like the rain will stop yet, so…”

“Sure.” Jotaro blew away your worries with his answer and you smiled bright.

“How about some hot chocolate with it?” You asked as the both of you carried your plates to the kitchen. And so, while Jotaro washed the plates and whatnot, you made the drinks. As you both finished, something seemed to shoot into your mind. “Ah, I need to set things up then!” Placing the mugs of cocoa on the kitchen island, you rushed into your living room, starting to rummage around in there.

As you moved away, Jotaro subtly watched you leave before digging in his pocket, slightly pulling out the bottle of sleeping drugs that rested there.

Contemplating it for a second, he only had to hear your voice saying something from in the living room for him to make his decision. For once he wanted to be able to look at you without worry of fucking up or making too much noise. So he stopped time, crushed the drugs and mixed them into your mug. Time continued moving again, only for you to come around the corner not two seconds later.

“Come on!” You smiled and Jotaro felt heat creeping onto his cheeks again at that.

You reached for the mugs but before you could, Jotaro interjected. “I’ll get them.”

- - - -

Staring at the empty mug, Jotaro’s gaze subtly flicked down to his watch. Plenty of time had passed.

You were starting to nod off, Jotaro could see. You noticed too and suddenly got up to try and wake yourself up more, maybe make something more to drink as an excuse, but the moment you did you swayed on your feet, Jotaro quickly standing up with you.

The moment he did, your legs gave out and you fell sideways, Jotaro easily catching you in his arms. “Y/N, are you okay?” He asked and you could have sworn? Was that genuine concern you heard? So The Jotaro Kujo could feel after all. Heh..

“I’m fine…. Justa bit… sleep…” You couldn’t even finish your sentence, too drowsy to do anything.

Jotaro easily moved you so that he could loop his right arm under your legs, picking you up and starting to walk out of the living room and up the stairs of your house as he held you close against his chest.

If you had been a little less groggy, you maybe could have heard the heavy thumping of his heart. Just the feeling of holding you so close for the first time, Jotaro felt as if he was about to burst.

You looked just as peaceful as when he’d watch you sleep, only now you were in his arms.

Once more, you looked so defenceless, so soft. But now his arms were protecting you. Holding out the world and keeping you to himself.

You weren’t fully asleep yet, the drugs needing about a minute more to fully kick in, Jotaro knew that. Yet still he couldn’t stop himself from lifting you higher in his arms, craning his neck down as he softly pressed his lips to your temple, whispering. “I’ve got you, my little sea star.”

He wanted you to hear it. To know it was him who held you, cared for you, protected you, loved you.

Reaching your room, Jotaro went inside, navigating it in the dark with practised ease as he walked over to your bed and lowered you down.

Your back hit the mattress and by now the drugs had taken full effect. Your head lulled to the side and Jotaro felt his heart jump fondly as it turned towards him.

His arms were still under and around your body but as he went to pull away, he stopped.

He couldn’t find it in himself to let you go.

The thought of pulling his hands away and going to skulk in the shadows like he knew how to do so well? To leave you here like this? Even if it was just to stand two meters away? He couldn’t.

Almost entranced - his eyes focused completely on your face - Jotaro climbed onto your bed. He didn’t even know what he was doing, slowly pulling his hands out from underneath your sleeping body, he instead placed them on your hips.

Leaning his head down, he breathed nervously as he slowly lowered until he gently buried his face in the crook of your neck. He had never been able to get so close before, and everything about you enamoured him.

Inhaling deeply, Jotaro took in your scent, a soft moan leaving him as he felt his dick jump in his pants. Fuck— when did he get so hard?

His breathing got laboured, all of a sudden painfully aware of the erection straining against his pants.

Simply trying to sit up a bit more caused a friction that made his breath hitch.

Jotaro paused for a second, his breathing heavy as he looked down. He was caging you in, his hands on either side of your head, his right leg in between your thighs as he basically straddled your right thigh.

The position was so suggestive.

In that moment, any inhibitors he had left flew out the window. With your helpless body below him, something awakened in Jotaro.

Carefully dropping his hips down, he softly started grinding against your thigh. A pleasured grunt left him upon the feeling it brought, quickly releasing your hips as he instead worked on his belts, the clinking filling the room as he worked on freeing his dick. He couldn’t stay as he was, he was so hard that it was actually painful to keep grinding with his pants still on.

Quickly discarding the garments by throwing them somewhere into your room, Jotaro palmed himself through his boxers, briefly throwing his head back at the feeling. Slowly, his eyes lowered down to your defenceless form.

He knew this was wrong, but he just wanted a look; something to help him jack off, nothing more. The thought of finally seeing your nude body - a fantasy now becoming reality - maybe even release on you, it worked to speed up his breathing, and Jotaro quickly worked off his underwear, throwing it somewhere into the room as well as he freed his cock. Relief from his hard-on no longer being confined made him softly sigh out, reaching one hand down to pump himself a few times.

Seeing how that was enough, Jotaro let go of himself and instead gripped the hem of your shirt with both hands, slowly starting to lift it, exposing your waist, stomach, midriff—

As soon as he got to your chest, he took a much needed breath, only now realising he had been holding it. Just seeing your bare skin was enough to have him leak precum.

Unable to take it anymore, Jotaro leaned forward, lifting you up with one hand while he used the other to quickly pull your shirt over your head, just dropping it in a crumpled ball beside your bed.

Placing you back down - manoeuvring your arms to lay next to your head - and sitting up, a small groan left him as he now saw you so exposed. He took a second to just look at you before he carefully took your breast in his left hand, squeezing it lightly and feeling the warm mound of flesh.

They were exactly how he imagined. So beautiful, fitting perfectly into his palm as his finger pads dug into your skin.

His right hand went back down, smearing his precum over his member before slowly starting to jack himself with languid pumps while he leaned forward, burying his nose back in the side of your neck as he licked a stripe up to your ear.

Soon, he was panting.

His hot pants fanned over your skin yet you didn’t stir once, completely unaware of the man leaning over your body.

Pumping his dick, he sped up a bit, imagining it was you, undressing for him as he watched, ordering you to come closer as he would lick and suck mark after mark into your neck. At the thought of claiming such ownership of you, Jotaro felt himself pulse, groaning softly as he squeezed himself harder.

You would take off your top and bra for him, running your hands over his body while he did the same to you before moving on, teasing with your bottoms.

Ah, fuck. Jotaro roughly jacked off, his face still buried in your neck as he groaned.

Groping your tits and imagining this - as satisfying as it was - wasn’t enough for Jotaro. Your smell invaded his mind, corrupted him even further, and suddenly, just looking or simply touching up top wasn’t enough.

Letting go of your chest, Jotaro sat upright again, a dark look in his eyes as he looked down at your half-naked body.

He wanted to feel you. Take all of you in that he could.

Moving his left leg and lifting it over your thigh, Jotaro nestled himself completely in between your legs. Looping his fingers underneath your pants, he pulled them down your legs underwear and all, exposing that one spot that Jotaro craved most of all.

He was almost salivating as he looked down at your cunt, bringing his hand up and dragging two fingers through your folds, groaning loudly as he felt the slick staining them. His groping of and playing with your tits had unconsciously stimulated your body.

His hand returned to his dick as he coated it in your slick and started pumping, bringing his other hand up to touch your sex again. Gods it felt so soft. Heavy pants left his lungs as he firmly stroked his member, his fingers never stopping exploring you. Rubbing over your folds before circling and pressing down on your clit.

In Jotaro’s mind he could hear your moans. Sweet sounds as you begged for more, begged for Jotaro to fill you up, to fuck you silly and breed you full. He groaned and sped up his pace, cause god how Jotaro wanted to stuff you with his cum. Mark you as his on a primal level and watch it drip out of you. Grab your hand and make you rub yourself, make you feel the cum leaking out and how good he stuffed you. He was bucking up into his fist now, roughly fisting his cock as grunts and pants left him, his eyes drifting between your pussy lips and your sleeping face, scrunched up presumably thanks to what he was doing.

God, you were so beautiful, so perfect, so made for him. Jotaro was even rambling in his mind now, getting close to an orgasm as he continued to masturbate. And then, the softest of mewls left you when he pressed back down on your clit, and it instantly sent him over the edge.

Thick ropes of cum spurted from his tip and Jotaro cursed, quickly shoving his dick down towards your cunt. He wanted to release inside you damnit! Stuff just the head of his cock in and paint your walls white with his seed.

And that is what he still planned to do. In his frantic move however, he went a little deeper than just the head. Your cunt was just so wet and Jotaro accidentally slipped inside, ramming himself almost over halfway inside and moaning as the last of his load shot out into you, feeling your warmth hug his length at the same time.

A whimper left your drugged unconscious body and Jotaro pumped the base of his cock a few more times, his head thrown back as he was riding out his high before letting himself go, trying to bring his breathing back to normal as he turned his head back down to look at your sleeping face. With his dick still half inside you, Jotaro leaned forward, pressing the sweetest of kisses to your lips. Yet, as he moved to trail kisses down your neck, nibbling softly at your jaw, Jotaro took notice of how he was still hard, even after nutting.

His mind wandered for a bit, thinking of what to do. Testing out the waters, he pushed a little bit deeper into you, feeling your walls suddenly clamp down around him like a vice as you whimpered again. This made a small moan leave him as he screwed his eyes shut, and when he opened his eyes and looked at you again, so helpless, so pretty, unaware of what was going on and with some of his cum staining your stomach, he made up his mind.

Pulling out, Jotaro quickly moved off the bed and over to his pants that he discarded on the floor, ripping his tank top off finally while he bent down and grabbed both of his belts as well as the camera he always had with him.

Within seconds he was back on top of you, snapping a photo of how you lay before him right now, as well as a closeup of your pussy stained with his cum, growling lowly in content in the back of his throat as he put the camera aside and leaned down, licking a stripe up your body from your pelvis all the way up to your neck, where he bit softly.

God he wanted to leave a million marks on you. Bite imprints, hickeys, bruises in the shape of his hands, anything and everything. People needed to know you were his. But Jotaro knew he couldn’t. Not yet.

He had only just gotten your friendship. Sort of. But if he played this right, he could do whatever he wanted with you tonight and you’d never know. So, leaving hickeys where people or yourself could see was out of the question.

These thoughts and more ran through his mind as he moved your wrists to above your head, starting to tie them together with his belt. Not too tightly, but not too loosely either.

Once that was done, he leaned down and pressed his lips on yours again, wishing he could jam his tongue in there. But also that would have to wait. All in due time.

Climbing back down your body, Jotaro took hold of your legs. Moving them up until they were upright in the air and bent at the knees. Utilising his second belt, he tied your shins to one another so that your legs sat stuck crossed over each other.

Now done, Jotaro slipped underneath it, grabbing your bound wrists as well and bringing them over his head and past his shoulders, a satisfied hum leaving him at the result of his work.

It looked and felt as if you were clinging to him, your arms around his torso and your legs locked at the ankle around his waist. Just how Jotaro would want to have you. Clinging to him and begging for more.

With a satisfied smirk, Jotaro pumped himself once, twice, lining his tip up against your hole, feeling a little bit of his cum that had dribbled out from his previous orgasm. Yet before he sunk in, he teasingly rubbed his tip over your folds, pressing it down on your clit which made you clench, something which Jotaro took as an invitation to line himself up again before sinking in to the hilt.

If you were awake, you would have probably begged him to stop. Your cunt unprepared to take him in full. Yet you weren’t awake. And Jotaro, although knowing he was big, was too lost in pleasure, taking the whimper you let out as a whimper indicating how good it felt, even in your sleep.

The pleasure racking through Jotaro was immeasurable. The way your walls hugged him shooting jab after jab of pleasure through his abdomen as he felt his cock twitch. God, he couldn’t stay still any longer.

Starting to move, Jotaro started out with languid thrusts, closing his eyes in pleasure as he buried his head back in the crook of your neck.

“F-Fuck.” He cursed, making a bit of a sharper thrust, his hands starting to wander and grope any inch of skin they could find. “I know you love this, Y/N.” Jotaro grunted out, starting to pick up pace. “You try—! to ignore me… but I know you think about me.” The sound of skin slapping on skin got louder and louder, the frequency of it picking up as well as Jotaro started to lose himself.

You were just so tight. Your cunt gripping him like a vice, your slick staining his balls and the top of his thighs.

Sweat now completely covered Jotaro, his muscles gleaming in the small bit of moonlight that peeked through your curtains, his hair sticking to his forehead and by proxy you.

Readjusting your legs around his waist, Jotaro gripped your hips, starting to pull you into his thrusts while trying not to squeeze too hard, lest he leave bruises.

Jotaro, right now, couldn’t stop. Never had he felt this way. He had had his dalliances in high school, sure, but since college and meeting you, he had not been able to get you out of his mind. And right now, with him drilling into your cunt, he felt like a man starved just given an all you can eat buffet.

Leaning down towards your chest, Jotaro pulled your breast up with his hand, latching onto the underside and sucking hard, creating a hickey hidden under your breast, right before making another next to it.

He couldn’t stop doing it, creating hickeys in every concealable space. Underneath your breasts, the back of your neck, behind your ears. Any and every spot he thought you would not notice was soon occupied by Jotaro’s lips, all the while his hips never faltered as he pounded into you, revelling in the ridges of your walls around his cock, the feel of his hips slamming into the back of your thighs, the pleasure shooting through his abdomen and up with each thrust.

Another orgasm was building, growing closer and closer and, impatient, Jotaro lifted your hips up off your bed, holding them aloft which allowed him to slam himself even deeper into you, moaning into your skin before he lifted his head, his full focus now on stuffing you full.

He was huffing loudly, groans and soft moans leaving him more and more frequently as he frantically slammed his hips into the back of your thighs, his balls that were slapping your ass big and heavy, promising to breed you full with all he had.

His thrusts were getting sloppy as he grew close, at one point accidentally slipping out of your cunt, making him curse loud as he stuffed himself back into your heat, continuing to pound you at that gruelling pace.

Suddenly, he lifted you up completely, turning around so he was sitting on your bed with you on top of him on his lap, your arms and legs bound around his frame as you slumped into his chest.

Feeling you so fully against and around himself, completely leaning and depending on him, was all he needed. And with a last few slams up into your heat, he came.

A low and continuous moan left him as his cum shot up into you, his orgasm crashing down on him hard. His hands gripped at your thighs, his finish never seeming to end as he just stuffed you with more and more of the thick, white, viscous liquid, forming a small bump in your belly from how much it was.

Jotaro noticed and groaned, pumping up and down into you a few more times, to try and make you milk him of truly everything he had.

Finally completely finished, Jotaro slumped back into the wall, careful to not crush your arms while cradling you against himself.

He was sweating and panting, yet not ever had he felt so fulfilled. With your walls still so tightly clamping down on his cock, Jotaro left you there, sitting still and letting you cockwarm him while he felt some of his cum leaking past the base of his dick, staining his thighs and your bedsheets below. Yet Jotaro didn’t care, he revelled in it.

Your head was so cutely resting on his shoulder, quiet breaths leaving you with the occasional whimper when either of you shifted. Your chest pressed so sweetly against his, your perky nipples rubbing up against him with every deep breath he took to get his stamina back.

Leaning forward, Jotaro sighed in pleasure as he felt your walls contract around him thanks to the move, making him have to make a second grab for the camera since the first missed.

Leaning back into the wall, he was bringing up the photos he made with his right hand, looking at them while his left hand started to soothingly knead your thigh, his teeth digging into his lips as he stifled a groan at the images.

He couldn’t help himself from snapping a few more, angling the lens to where the two of you were so intimately connected, how he stretched you out and how you took him so well, his cum leaking out only improving the shots before he finally put the device away.

Fuck, you were perfect, you were so perfect for him. This night only solidified that belief. And as he petted your hair and scratched the back of your neck, moving his other hand from kneading your thigh over to kneading your stomach, feeling himself inside you, he knew he would never let you go, whispering a promise into your hair.

“I love you, Y/N. You’re mine. And soon, you will know that as well, Sea star.”

By dawn he would be gone, leaving a note that the rain stopped and he left after you fell asleep. And you would wake up sore, yet none the wiser; wondering how you changed into your pyjamas after you fell asleep yet too oblivious to even think of your classmate.

- - - -

His fingers were warm on your skin, his grip strong as you couldn’t even move your head a millimeter. Slowly, you dared peel your eyes open, met with vibrant oceanic eyes watching your every move.

“…What do you want?” Your voice was but a whisper, a plea for your life even, too scared to speak up louder.

“You.”

His hand released your chin, his nails no longer digging into your cheeks as he instead traced the column of your neck with his index finger as his eyes followed the motion.

“M-Me? My soul?” You were breathless, feeling the sharp claw run over your windpipe, too scared to move, but the creature scoffed.

“I’m no demon. I don’t deal in souls. What I need is far more carnal.”

He had moved on to playing with the hood of your outfit, his eyes following the movements of his fingers until you spoke again. “What… what do you want then?”

“Turn away from your god and give in to me. Do that and I’ll leave you alone.”

He spoke that in all seriousness, a stoic and determined look on his face before he leaned forward, forcing you into a kiss.

You squeaked, grabbing his head as you immediately felt his tongue - way longer than it should be - slipping into your mouth that was still open from confusion and shock.

Your heart thudded loudly in your chest, his hands landing on your hips as he kissed you. His long tongue ran through your mouth, curling around your own and massaging it before letting go in favour of plunging as deep as it could.

You almost felt like just a vessel to his ministrations, merely stuck to let him move his lips against yours.

Gagging softly on his tongue, he finally pulled away, allowing you to breathe.

Pulling your hand up, you launched it towards his face but right before it could make contact with his cheek, he gripped your wrist.

“That’s unbecoming of you, Sister.”

Sister? Finally his words were starting to make sense in your head. Sister, God, carnal. He thought you were an actual nun. So that means, whatever he was, he was after the church?

While you were in thought he leaned close again, forcing a little surprised noise from your throat as you pushed further back into the wall behind you.

“Let me pleasure you right here. Defile you in front of your God.”

Swallowing heavily, you were stuck looking at him. He… he wasn’t bad to look at honestly. His face was handsome even, his jawline sharp, good cheekbones, he even had pretty lashes. The longer you waited, the closer he gravitated towards you, pressing his body to yours and you placed your hands on his chest in a faux attempt to push him away, only making you blush as you felt the ridges and bumps of his abs.

It was pretty clear what he was after. Yet as you looked at him, you turned less and less afraid. If he was after a nun, maybe it wasn’t so bad to play the part. You were planning to get shitfaced anyways at the Halloween party and this was basically a one night stand, no strings attached. He said it himself that he’d leave.

“You’ll… leave after?” You asked, now partly acting though it was mostly sincere.

“I won’t step foot in this church again.”

“O-Okay.” You breathed a little shaky, nervous about what you were agreeing to.

It increased tenfold when a wicked glint appeared on his face, the corners of his mouth quirking up into a smirk. Out of nowhere, bat-like wings shot out from behind him, blocking out all light from hitting you and your eyes widened in fear. Shooting forward, the small fingers on top pinned your wrists to the wall behind you, all the while the creature lifted you up against the wall by your thighs, your face now level with his while he pressed his pelvis into yours.

“Wait-“ You panicked but a squeeze to your thigh shut you up.

“Stop squirming. They’ve been there this entire time, it’s your fault for not noticing them folded up on my back.”

“N-No, that’s not it. You’re- H-Here?!” Your breathing sped up, in fact very much lying about it not being the wings. You struggled a little, attempting to pull your wrists free, but despite the thin and flimsy look of the tiny black claws, barely fitting around your wrists, their strength was unmatched.

“No one is here, no one is coming here. Would you rather we do it in your communal hall?” There was a teasing tone to his voice and you bit your lip, closing your eyes.

You honestly would rather be in your bed at home doing this, but that would probably give away you’re not really a nun and who knows what happens then. You won’t get laid, that’s for sure. “N-No.”

“Good.” Guiding your legs around his waist, you knew what he wanted and locked them around him, pulling him closer. “Stop being so scared. There’s only one thing I’m after and you’ll like it.” He whispered that in your ear, pulling back to give you a view of his face as you blushed deeply. With that, he pushed his hands under your clothes.

- - - -

Gasping, you kept your face buried in his shoulder, trying to contain your moans as he pumped into you.

Your back was scraping against the wall but you couldn’t care less, too focused on the feeling of him inside of you. He was filling up every single part of you, his dick stretching you out beyond anything you’ve ever had.

“Please, god, f-“

“Don’t go pleading to Him now.” The creature chuckled breathily, his breathing laboured as he re-gripped the arm holding you up. “Call my name instead. Jotaro.”

Despite everything going on, you were too scared to say his name, afraid it might do more than just be his name. Noticing your silent refusal, he slammed into you harshly, forcing a moan from you before you buried your face in his shoulder again, leaving him to huff in twisted amusement.

The corruption he was enacting was only second to the pleasure for Jotaro, every moan and jolt and squeeze around his member from you feeding him.

You were taking him so well, merely moaning and holding on to him like a good kitten and slowly but surely, the incubus fell addicted.

Every time he pushed his hips to yours, every time he pulled back only to bottom out again. Your body’s little jolts, the way you were drooling into his skin, how your arms struggled to break free from his wings, your fingers twitching to grab something. All of it was gathering in a warm pit in his stomach, his laboured breathing turning to panting. He’d never felt anything like this before.

Thrusting faster, your slick dripped down from how wet you were and finally he released your wrists. Instantly, your hands shot forward to hug around him, your nails digging into his back with one hand while the other shot into his hair, quickly latching onto a horn and pulling.

Forced to angle his head backwards by your pulling, a snarl left him, exposing the sharper canines he sported, all the while his wings wrapped around your back, softening the friction against the wall as you were pulled even closer.

“I can’t-!” You begged, curling your toes as you slowly reached the orgasm you had been trying to stave off for so long.

“Let go. Give in to me.” Jotaro growled, his hips snapping into yours and with that you couldn’t take it.

You came hard as you put your hand in front of your mouth to muffle yourself, pulling his horn back. Jotaro growled as you did, not slowing his thrusts down in the slightest as he fucked you through your orgasm.

And it wouldn’t be for another two before he reached his own peak, spilling deep inside of you with a satisfied groan while you were an exhausted mess, slumped against him.

-

Panting to catch his breath, the incubus released one hand from you to slick his hair back between his horns before wrapping it back under your ass, still buried balls deep within you, his spend starting to leak out.

“F…uck.”

Chuckling briefly at your profanity muttered into his skin, Jotaro sliced through the material covering your neck, nosing at your now exposed skin as he softly pressed kisses to it, latching on not long after and sucking his mark.

You whimpered a little and just to be cruel, the fiend pinched your clit, making you clench around the flesh still buried inside.

“Not so bad, was it?” He hummed after letting go, satisfied to see the large bruise forming.

Not getting an answer, the creature huffed a bit in annoyance. Did he really fuck your brains out that much?

Unfurling his wings from you, he folded them to his back, letting your legs down from his waist as he slowly sat you back on your legs. “Stand on your own now, come on.” Following his command, you shakily put your weight back on your legs instead of hanging on him, a little whine leaving you when the incubus dragged his cock out of you. “Don’t worry.” He hummed, his hands making their way under your dress before it could fall down in order to grasp your panties, swiftly pulling them up and snug to your hips. “You’re going to carry around my cum for a little while longer.”

True to his word, you could feel your panties getting soaked with his spend as it leaked out of you, yet the thick, frothy substance was unable to go anywhere with how tightly the devil had pulled your panties up.

“Take those off before the day is done and our agreement is off. I want you to feel your sin.” Jotaro stepped closer to you, pinning you to the wall with his body. “Feel as it settles here-“ His hand placed on your stomach, a blush making its way on your tired face. “-Feel how I have claimed you, here.” His hand slid down, instead sliding back and forth over the flat of your soaked panties, before pushing when he glid over your entrance, lightly pushing his finger inside you, panty and all. “Understood?”

“Under-Understood.” You swallowed, a calm washing over the incubus before you as he cupped your face suddenly. Leaning forward, he pressed his lips to yours and - though surprised - you closed your eyes, kissing back.

His hand retreated from your face and once his lips moved away and you opened your eyes, he was gone.

- - - -

The rest of the night, you stood in the corner. You felt like the scum of the earth. Not only did you have sex in a church, you had sex in a church with what you could only describe as a minor devil. And now you were standing in said church, the devil’s cum stuffed in you, leaking into your panties.

You had to lie to everyone who asked about the tear in your costume by your neck and the bruise behind it, saying your costume got caught and you accidentally ripped it open.

Once it was finally time to go home, you never walked home so fast. It was 1am by the time you got there, closing your door behind you and slumping into it, sliding to the floor.

“Fuck…” You groaned, kicking off your shoes before taking off the nun hood, turning it around in your hold to look at the tear in it.

Sitting for a few seconds, staring at it, you eventually sighed deep, throwing it to the side. “Worth it.”

Getting up, you groaned as you felt the gross feeling in your panties, quickly making your way upstairs.

Lifting the costume off of yourself, you sighed in relief. It was fun, but the thing was hot and tight and getting it off finally felt like a godsend.

Standing in just your bra and your panties, you made your way to your bathroom. It was the middle of the night but you couldn’t go to sleep this filthy.

Taking off your bra, you then started reaching down for your panties, only to stop once you held the hem.

You made a deal. He told you to wear your panties until, what was it? The end of the day?

Stopping dead in your tracks, a dread took hold of you. You… couldn’t remember properly. Did he say until the end of the day or did he say a whole day? You didn’t even know what time it was when you- Should you risk it?

Pacing back and forth a bit, in the end, your panties were just getting too uncomfortable, and the thought of sleeping with it was just too much to bear.

Taking your panties off, you instantly threw them in the bin, stepping into the shower and washing all the grime and filth off of yourself before finally getting ready for bed.

Crawling inside, your head hadn’t hit the pillow for more than ten seconds before you were already asleep.

- - - -

Sighing deeply, you pushed yourself further into your pillow before sleepily blinking your eyes open.

A scream ripped from your throat as you noticed the figure standing in the dark of your room, illuminated by the moonlight, and you scrambled to get back, pushing yourself into the corner of the wall as far as you could while staying on your bed.

You were pushing back and back and back but started to slow down when you noticed the figure wasn’t moving any closer, nor saying anything.

In an action that may be stupid, you lunged over your bed towards your nightstand, clicking on the light you had there before shooting back as the room became illuminated.

“You done?”

The familiar voice made you widen your eyes and slowly look up, now properly getting his appearance. “Y-You?”

Jotaro remained silent as he looked down at you, his arms crossed over his chest, creating a contrast with the inky flesh of his arms and the normal colour of his torso.

“W-What are you doing here?” You trembled.

It had been a week. Why was he here?!

Instead of saying something, the devil leaned closer. “How about instead of ‘What are you doing here?’ you ask ‘What are you?’.” He smirked while you leaned back, your personal space invaded.

Too scared to do anything else, you obliged. “W-What are you?”

Putting his hands on the bed on either side of you, he leaned even closer until you were a small ball cowering in the corner, his torso hanging over you. “Pissed. That’s what I am.”

Your eyes widening, you started trembling, knowing he had found you out and had come for revenge.

Seeing your shaking form however, the devil rolled his eyes. “Don’t be so scared, I told you before, didn’t I? I won’t hurt you.” Pulling back, he stood up straight again, re-crossing his arms over his chest. “It’s my own fault for not noticing.”

“What?” You blubbered. “S-So, you don’t mind that I-?”

“Took advantage of the opportunity?” The devil curled his lips in what seemed like disgust, snarling a bit which made your heart speed up in fright. “Oh no, I mind that. Like I said, I’m pissed off.” He snarled further, glaring down at you before he let up, slicking his hair back between his horns again to calm himself down. “Fortunately, I like you.”

“W-We had an agreement. You said you’d leave me be. T-The fact that I wasn’t what you thought I was shouldn’t affect the deal, cause that- that was your mistake!” You awkwardly made your point and the incubus only leaned in close again, his face neutral as he looked back and forth between your eyes in silence for an uncomfortably long while.

“Clever little one, aren’t you?” He scoffed eventually before leaning back up. You sighed in relief, until you looked at his face and saw the tiniest of uptilt in his lip. “Our agreement is not off, you’re right in that. I won’t ever step foot in that church again.”

Your eyes widening, the fiend cruelly chuckled at your realisation. “What are you going to do to me?”

“To you? Nothing.” He hummed, his tail swishing behind him. “With you? Well I was hoping for another good fuck.”

“What?” You squeaked.

Huffing out in amusement, he leaned in, placing his hands on either side of you on the bed again, leaning in close until his lips were grazing the shell of your ear. “I’ve seen your thoughts- your dreams of me.” He muttered, the smirk he sported almost audible. “Don’t be annoying, stop denying it.”

“I-I never-“

“I said stop denying it.” He growled, pulling back enough to look into your eyes. Grabbing you, he instantly pulled you towards himself before turning to the left and pinning you to your bed. “I’m an incubus, you really think any lewd thought pertaining to me goes by me?”

You squeaked softly, your hands covering your chest as you noticed his tail swishing behind him in annoyance. “I’m sorry.”

Clicking his tongue, he let go of you, instead placing his hands back on the bed. “A verbal apology does nothing for me. You know what I want.”

Your breathing speeding up slightly, you looked up and down his body before swallowing nervously. “But what if I don’t want it?” You whispered and at that, the devil suddenly pulled back, his face losing its edge as he calmly looked down.

“Then I’ll wait until you do.” Calmly moving his hand, he placed it under your chin, wary of his claws as he tilted it up slightly, seemingly analysing your face. “I’m not evil, if that’s what you’re thinking. I won’t do what you don’t want.”

His sudden calm words caused a blush to form on your face, one which he saw, making him smirk a bit. “Does my kindness surprise you, Sister?”

“I’m not a nun.” You mumbled and his eyes narrowed at that.

“Good, I needed to hear you say it. Kitten then.” He calmly spoke. “Don’t mistake it for kindness. It’s general decency. Even we Incubi have certain rules we uphold.” He smirked while looking into your eyes.

“What happens if you break them?” You mumbled, your mouth a bit dry.

At that, he sat back a bit. “The high lords break us.” His tone was matter of fact and you suddenly felt uncomfortable for asking.

Suddenly, your eyes widened slightly as something started curling around your leg. Looking down, you noticed the black shape of his tail slowly snake around your calve, moving up.

“You need to make a decision soon, little one. I won’t stay on this plane forever.”

Hearing him utter those words, you looked up, straight into his eyes. “Okay. To apologise for tricking you.”

The corners of his mouth quirked up as his eyes narrowed smugly, satisfaction radiating from him as he lowered himself over you. “Good.”

With that, he tilted his head and attached his lips to yours.

There was no gentle start as he instantly moved his lips hungrily, his hands landing on your waist and squeezing as he devoured you, leaving you barely able to breathe through your nose even.

A little squeak left you, causing the devil to hum lowly, opening his eyes to gaze at you through half lidded eyes in the kiss.

Breaking apart moments after, his tongue snaked out as he swiped it over the seam of your lips, making your eyes widen as he already moved his head down, burying his face against your throat where he started marking your skin.

“Jotaro-“

“So you do remember my name?” The incubus smirked as he spoke against your throat, instantly going back to sucking and biting, all the while your heart skipped a beat in panic.

You said his name, you didn’t think. You’d been so caught up in his touch that you didn’t think before you spoke. “I-“

“Relax. I told you before; I’m not a demon. Nor am I a fae. Names have no hold or use here.” Pulling back from your neck, the devil looked into your eyes. “For someone who’s agreed to have sex for the second time, you’re awfully distrusting.”

“What do you expect?” You countered, looking away to the side, but Jotaro was having none of that as he grabbed your chin and made you look at him.

“I have been nothing but honest in every word I’ve said. My intentions are clear. You’re the only one resorting to trickery.”

“I-It was one thing!” You sputtered, making the creature scoff.

“Honest one out of two times, good job.” As he said that, his hand travelled down and pushed into your crotch.

Squeaking, you snapped your legs shut but the leathery wings on his back unfolded again, the small claws shooting down onto your thighs as he forced them open.

“Stay put now.” There was a mocking tone to his voice, his face lowering back to yours as his unnaturally long tongue crept out again, tracing your jawline. “Let me erase any fear you have for now.”

With those words, he slowly lowered down your body, his hands trailing down your sides where he glid his thumbs underneath your shirt, starting to hike it up.

Exposing your flesh for himself, he hummed as he put his lips on your skin, feeling the softness of it.

“If you value any of these clothes I suggest you take them off before I do.” Growling that out, the devil gently bit at your skin, allowing you to feel the sharper canines he held.

Swallowing, you obeyed and took off your clothes, Jotaro pulling back only a little bit to allow you room to do so.

The moment you pulled off your underwear, he placed his clawed hands on your legs, pushing them back down straight on the bed before letting his touch trail up, his fingerpads squeezing and taking every fiber of you in.

“You don’t know what you did to me.” Growling that out, he held the tops of your thighs, squeezing firmly, his sharp nails lightly pressing at your flesh. “We incubi feed off sex.” Breathing, he lowered his head, getting down on his stomach between your legs, his eyes locked with yours. “We need it to survive. To settle our hunger.” Slowly, he moved his hands, slipping them underneath your legs before curling up around the outside and pressing down on top again, pinning you in a stronger grip.

“Yet you, you left me more hungry than when I came in.”

With those words, he lowered his head, wrapping his lips around your cunt and pushing his tongue through your folds, teasing your clit instantly.

Gasping, you jolted your hips, but his tight grip refused you from moving even an inch. Looking down, your eyes were wide as you watched the devil’s head settle between your legs, his horns menacing and dangerous while his long tongue worked your heat. “F-Fuck-“

Huffing out in amusement, the incubus glanced up at you, his tongue not slowing down as he tasted you, your arousal coating his tastebuds and making him grow heated. He felt his tail swish every time your arousal coated his tongue, his wings twitching, begging to pin you down, feel your warmth. Everything about you made him feral.

“Jot-“ You didn’t get any further as he pushed his tongue into your entrance. Gasping out, you weren’t sure whether a moan underlined that or not but your mouth fell open as you felt the slender appendage push its way into your cunt, further and further, your face flushed as you felt how deep it went. You knew his tongue was longer than average, but this was something else entirely.

Watching your reaction closely, Jotaro felt his lips twitch before he started thrusting his tongue in and out.

One wing releasing from his back, he placed it on your thigh, keeping it pinned down while his hand was now free to stretch forward, placing itself on your pelvis. His thumb reached down to rest just above your clit and with a little pressure, he pulled the skin back taut, allowing Jotaro to slip his tongue in easier.

Moaning out, your hands were gripped tightly in the sheets of your bed, your eyes rolling back as they closed, completely focused on the feeling the incubus was giving you. His tongue, reaching so deep inside you, was pushing into every wall every time he pulled back, only to push back in just the same.

Unable to help yourself, the pleasure was slowly beginning to grow, an orgasm starting to make its way through the back of your mind and to the forefront quicker than you thought possible.

Suddenly, he pulled his tongue out completely and you opened your mouth to whine, only for that to instantly devolve into a moan when he instead wrapped his lips around your clit and sucked hard.

Crying out at the sharp jolt of pleasure, your hand shot down, latching onto one of his horns, quickly followed by your other hand. For a moment, Jotaro stuttered, but then he unwrapped his arm from your thigh, bringing his hand down to push two fingers into your tight cunt.

Squeezing your eyes shut, his continuous sucking on your clit had you a moaning mess, your skin turning hot as a tightening feeling pressed into your abdomen. “J-Jotaro, don’t stop-!” You begged, squeezing his horns tight, pulling his face closer to your crotch by them, yet suddenly a moan ripped from the incubus.

Your eyes shooting open in surprise, you looked down to see Jotaro staring up at you with a dark look, his lips released from your clit while his fingers continued to softly pump into you. “Careful what you touch, kitten.”

Swallowing nervously, you quickly let go of his horns, only for his left wing to shoot forward, grabbing your wrist and pulling it back to his horn, making you wrap your hand back around it. “What?”

“You’ve started it now, you can’t let go.” He whispered huskily, his eyes drilling into yours in a way that made you clench around his fingers.

Humming at the feeling, he started to scissor the digits, pumping them in and out of you for a moment before he leaned back down, wrapping his tongue around your clit in a flexibility that made you whimper before he enveloped the bud in his lips again, sucking while his tongue moved, squeezing and rocking your clit gently.

Your back arching, your hand automatically tugged on his horn again, earning a growl from the man that sent vibrations bursting into your gut, a heat creeping up your neck as you squeezed your eyes shut, your hips wanting to shift but impossible to thanks to his tight hold.

“Jotaro, please!” You begged for release as you looked down, the incubus pushing a third finger into your cunt, still sucking your clit while looking up into your eyes. ‘Cum then.’ He didn’t need to say the command out loud for you to understand.

Panting quickly, all it took was Jotaro spreading his fingers inside your walls, rubbing the sensitive flesh before you couldn’t take it. With a sharp moan, your back arched as your orgasm burst loose, your walls contracting spastically around his fingers while he kept sucking your clit, prolonging the feeling and stopping exactly when it started to borderline on overstimulation.

Panting, you came down from your high and slumped, looking down at Jotaro and apologetically letting go of his horn that you must have squeezed to death just now.

“Good girl.” The incubus smirked as he pulled back from your clit, his fingers pulling out of you replaced by his tongue as he greedily licked up your cum.

“Fuck, I haven’t orgasmed like that in-“

“I can tell.” Jotaro hummed, leaning up. “People don’t treat you right, hm?” He teased as he slowly moved to hover his body over you. “But I didn’t tell you to let go, kitten.”

Furrowing your brows for just a second, your eyes then glided up to his horns and you understood, shyly reaching up to take hold of both horns again. “I’m sorry.”

“There’s a good kitten.” He grinned, bringing his soaked hand up and licking it clean right in front of your face. “Are you ready for me?”

Looking down, you felt your cheeks burn as you watched the devil, completely uncovered, his erection hard and prominent. Yet, something was different.

While before, his cock was something you’d recognise, now it was completely different. Thicker, a blood red with what seemed like scaled sections running down, the points of those sections pointed towards the base.

Watching your face, the fiend laughed cruelly, cupping your jaw. “It fit before, it will again.”

“B-But it’s-“

“I figured I could leave behind the alteration spell today. Given you are not a nun, I have no more fear of scaring you away. You let me take you knowing full well what I was before. And now I want to take you naturally.” He growled, leaning his face down and nipping at your jugular. “Agreed? You can trust me. It won’t be that different.”

At his words, your eyes glanced up at him again and you squeaked slightly when you felt him put the head to your entrance.

Swallowing nervously, you then nodded and Jotaro hummed lowly in appreciation, starting to push his cock into you.

Your breath hitching, you grit your teeth as you felt the head push inside, followed right by the first section, a foreign feeling yet feeling so similar as he continued to enter.

Panting softly as he felt your walls squeeze him, Jotaro stopped halfway in, huffing out a little groan. “You need to relax, kitten, otherwise I won’t fit.”

Whimpering, you looked down, already feeling fuller than last week, yet seeing how he was barely halfway in, your body tightened up even more in nervousness, your hold on his horns tightening.

“F…uck-“ Jotaro groaned, leaning forward as his hands landed on your hips, lifting you up so that your ass was hovering over the bed. “Stop squeezing so much.” He hissed, putting his forehead to yours, slightly askew so that your noses ran next to each other. “Come on, kitten, for me.”

“Sorry, so sorry.” You whispered apologetically, your eyes squeezed shut as you took some loaded breaths, trying to relax your nerves and body.

“I won’t hurt you.”

It wasn’t the words itself that made you shoot your eyes open, instead it was the way he whispered them, pressing a kiss below your eye before moving to the other.

“Let me pleasure you.” He continued, still in a whisper, his hands now massaging your hips, your muscles slowly relaxing, allowing the fiend to slip into you just a little more. “There you go, good kitten.” He smiled, pulling back from your face a little bit, only to then press his head forward and push his lips to yours.

Replacing his hands on your hips with his wings, you felt his tail wrap around your leg while his hands travelled up, cupping your face as he deepened the kiss, moving his lips passionately with yours, coaxing your mouth to open so that he could slip his tongue in.

You tasted yourself as he helped himself to every inch, your hands on his horns pulling his face even closer, earning a groan from him, his hips bucking forward, pushing even more of his cock into your tight cunt.

Moaning softly as you felt the otherworldly cock enter you, you couldn’t help but focus on everything about Jotaro that wasn’t human, and more importantly, because of the reaction he just gave.

Curious, you squeezed one of his horns again, feeling his left wing that was holding your ass in the air twitch.

Groaning softly as Jotaro pushed just a little further in, his lips still attached to yours, you slowly started pumping your hand up and down his horn.

Almost in an immediate reaction, the tail wrapped around your leg tightened while Jotaro sunk further into you, his kiss turning sloppy while you sped up, rubbing up and down the one horn.

Unable to stop himself, the incubus moaned as he bucked his hips sharply, pushing the last inch of his cock into your cunt, stuffing you to the brim while you continued to rub the hardened material on his skull.

“Fuck, kitten-!” Moaning into the kiss, Jotaro grinded down into you, spearing you on his dick as you pumped his sensitive horn, pleasure blooming in his gut.

Finally breaking the kiss, he kept his face pushed to yours, panting into the skin of your cheek while you got him off via his horn.

He didn’t think you’d figure out so quickly those were sensitive.

“Does it feel good?” You whispered and Jotaro shot his eyes open, suppressing another groan as he trailed his hands down to squeeze and hold your breasts.

“You’re smarter than you look.” He panted, lifting his face up to look at you, only to gasp softly as you squeezed hard at the base. “Fucking hell!” He bucked his hips again, growling in frustration. He didn’t want to move yet, feeling how tight you were, knowing you weren’t adjusted to his size yet, his cock packed up right against your cervix.

Opening his mouth to speak, all of that went out the window when your other hand joined him on his other horn. Double stimulated, Jotaro cursed in a language you hadn’t heard before, his hands gripping your waist with a bruising grip, his cock twitching inside you.

Feeling that, you lowered your intensity, moving to let go, only for Jotaro to glare at you. “Don’t you dare let go. Keep going.” It was an order, not a beg and with wide eyes, you bit your lip and nodded.

Stroking his horns, squeezing at the base and tips, Jotaro devolved into a groaning mess, trying to keep himself from bucking his hips as his orgasm neared.

“Fuck, keep going-!” He groaned out, nipping and biting at your neck and shoulder, his nails turning more dangerous as well as he squeezed your waist, lightly scratching.

Growling, Jotaro couldn’t contain himself, bucking his hips forward harshly as he felt himself about to blow.

“Kitten-!!” He moaned as you squeezed at the base of both his horns at the same time, his jaw opening as he sank his teeth into your neck, groaning out lowly as you suddenly felt a hot rush of cum spurt into you.

Gasping at the pain from his bite and the feeling, you whimpered, the incubus wrapping his arms around your waist as he held you close, panting as he rode his orgasm, pumping your insides full with load after load of cum, his growls low through his teeth as he stayed put.

It wasn’t until a full twenty seconds later that he finally seemed to run empty, his hips no longer twitching while he slowly let go of the bite, looking as blood dotted your skin from it.

“That hurt.” You whispered, looking up at him and for a moment, a look of regret washed over his face.

“I’m sorry, Y/N.” He mumbled, kissing where he just bit, the flat tip of his tail rubbing apologetically up and down your leg. “You did for me, what I did for you. I got carried away.”

Panting softly, you finally properly let go of his horns, bringing your hands to your chest. “Oh, well I’m glad.” You blushed, looking to the side.

Tutting softly, Jotaro reached out, his hand gripping your chin as he turned it to face himself. “No one has ever figured out that my horns hold the same nerves as my cock. No one but you.”

Blushing even harder, you felt Jotaro’s wings - which had been holding your lower half aloft this entire time - put you down on the bed, his hips shifting so that he could move with it, still buried to the hilt inside you, plugging up his cum.

“So… that must’ve given you plenty right?”

Tilting his head, Jotaro looked at you. “To feed?” You nodded at his question, yet shrunk when the man chuckled. “Oh no, kitten. I don’t feed off myself. I feed off of you. And one orgasm definitely isn’t enough. I think I’ve given you plenty of time to recover, hm?” He smugly asked, rolling his hips as he did.

Gasping, only now did you notice he was still just as hard as he was before, his orgasm doing nothing for him.

Almost as if he could read your mind, the incubus lowered his face to yours. “I won’t be spent until I’m satisfied and fed, kitten. I can go for a while.”

Biting your lip, Jotaro rolled his hips again, testing the waters to see how ready you were, his cock a considerable size thicker and even longer than your first time. Your mouth cutely parted in a gasp and the fiend hummed, folding his wings back to his back as he firmly moved his hands to hold your hips, his thrusts slowly starting up.

Before, you had only felt him enter, yet now, those sections on his cock seemed to actively work to keep him from pulling out, flaring up and dragging over your walls in a way that made all the breath escape your lungs. “O-Oh fuck, Jotaro!” You whined, earning a grin from the incubus.

“There we go. You don’t know how much I’ve been thinking of this.” He hummed, properly starting to thrust into you, picking up a comfortable pace.

Smirking down at you, his right hand moved down to where he was stuffed inside you, his wing replacing his hold so that he could keep thrusting.

“Look at you. You’re stretched around me, taking me so well. You were born for this, weren’t you? To take my cock?” He praised, placing his thumb on your clit and expertly starting to rub the little bud.

“N-No, I’m… I’m-!” You tried to form a sentence, looking down at where he was looking too, watching the base of his cock slap into your pelvis over and over while his thumb ignited a fire inside you. “Gods!”

“You worship multiple now?” Jotaro grinned, pleasure coursing through his body, your own radiating into him, making his energy spike.

“No-“ You whimpered, whining loudly when he suddenly roughly thrust into you, his pace picking up as he fucked you.

Your poor cunt felt like an overstimulated mess, his cock’s ridges roughly pulling on your walls every time he pulled out, only to feel like he pushed further in than he was before, his thumb stimulating your clit, harshly pressing down one moment, only to be featherlight the next. He was playing with you, in every sense of the word, and you didn’t mind it one bit.

His thrusts turning somewhat slower but hard, Jotaro slammed into you, the head of his cock kissing your cervix with every move, his ears twitching at your desperate sounds, his pace perfect as he leaned down and kissed you, instantly slipping his tongue into your mouth.

Languidly pumping in and out of you, you were a moaning mess, grabbing at his arms, his shoulders, his hair, even his wings, just searching for anything to properly anchor yourself that wasn’t his horns.

Yet Jotaro was experiencing wholly different emotions. With his eyes closed, he rocked into you, little grunts leaving him with every slow but deep thrust, your slick coating every part of his member, aiding the back and forth slide the incubus was doing. He was taking in every part he could of you.

He’d never had the same woman twice, it was strange. He’d never wanted to be close to anyone he fed off after the act, so why were you different? Why was it he hadn’t been able to think of anything but fucking you full again since he left you? Why was the squeeze of your walls around his cock so so so much better than anything he’d felt before?

Frustrated by his own emotions and lack of answer to them, Jotaro pulled back from the kiss, a whine leaving your throat as he sat up on his haunches, his hands moving to grip the underside of your knees, swiftly pushing them into your chest as he pinned you there, quickly pushing what had slipped out of his cock back in.

“You’re my pretty little plaything. My kitten.” He hummed, starting his pace back up, a little faster now as he hit deeper at this different angle, your breath hitching as his cock rubbed against your g-spot.

“W-Wait-“ You moaned, your hands holding onto his shoulders in your desperation, your poor cunt feeling battered from his harsh thrusts.

Raising an eyebrow, Jotaro grunted as he thrust into you before stopping, your eyes widening as he looked down at you, his thumb still rolling over your clit. “Yes, kitten?”

“No, I didn’t mean-“

“I bet you didn’t.” The incubus smirked, grabbing your hands with his free one and pinning them above your head while his wings held your legs to your chest. “I can feel how tight you clench around me, how much you want this. You want to cum, don’t you?” He hummed, his thumb ever present, stimulating your poor clit.

“Y-Yes! I’m sorry, please don’t stop.” You begged, earning a little groan from Jotaro as he rocked his hips.

“Good girl.” Sighing softly, he started his thrusts back up, beginning slow yet rapidly losing himself as he sped up, his eyes closed as he solely focused on your body. “Fuck, just like that.” He groaned.

You yourself weren’t doing any better, struggling to not squirm while he pinned every part of you, leaving you vulnerable. Something about having a literal devil on top of you, using every part of his body to pin you down and overpower you, to please you, it worked to make your cunt drip.

Panting, his chest rising up and down rapidly, the incubus looked down, groaning at the frothy ring around his cock, the evidence of his and your arousal visible and slick, causing him to pump his hips harder.

“Shit, you better cum soon, kitten.” He groaned, doubling his efforts on your clit, feeling how every thrust into your cunt made your sensitivity grow, the heat pooling in your abdomen flaring.

“I’m close.” You nodded, looking up at him, his body pristine and perfect, not a drop of sweat on him while you yourself felt like a mess, his cock dragging through your walls, claiming you in and out as you lay there, folded in half by the powerful being on top of you.

“Cum for me, Y/N.” Growling that out, Jotaro pounded into you, chasing his own high while he pressed down on your clit, sensing your orgasm.

“Fuck!” Moaning out, you arched your back, feeling yourself teeter on the edge before one final thrust sent you over, a moan ripping from your throat as your cunt clenched around the large intrusion, trying to milk the incubus for all he was worth as you came.

“There we go, that’s it…” Muttering to himself, Jotaro panted as he continued thrusting, the squeeze of your pussy making him want to shake as he slammed into you once, twice more before stilling, moaning low as his orgasm washed over him.

Keeping you pinned in the mating press, Jotaro pumped you full of his cum for the second time, groaning deep within his throat as he did, feeling his balls empty inside you once more, his orgasmic haze only amplified by the energy and sustenance he got from yours, leaving him in a trance as he painted your walls white.

You’d never felt so full as Jotaro filled you up, his previously load packed deep within you already, his second, seeming even bigger than the first as spurt after spurt of seed entered you.

“Jotaro, it’s too much.” You whined, shaking your head as you wiggled to try and get free, but the incubus growled, his hand pinning your wrists tightening while his wings were unforgiving, keeping you pinned until he’d finish filling you up.

“Take it. I know you can.” His eyes were dark as he rocked his hips, filling you with the last of his seed, the excess already spilling out even with him still buried to the hilt inside you.

A panting mess, finally, Jotaro seemed to let up, his wings pulling away and folding back onto his back, allowing you to lower your legs while he also released your wrists, a deep breath leaving him.

“You did well, kitten.” He spoke, running the back of his knuckles gently down your temple. With a little tug, he slowly started pulling out, a whine leaving you as the ridges on his cock resisted, right up until he popped out. “You remember the deal?”

Looking up at him, your eyes half-lidded and tired, you frowned in confusion. In return, Jotaro huffed, reaching down and collecting some of the cum that was starting to leak down. “Keep this inside you.” He spoke while pushing his finger into you, pushing the cum back in.

“Ah…” You whined softly as you closed your eyes, shifting your hips and Jotaro smirked, leaning over your body.

“See you around, kitten.”