You were trembling just from feeling the slight brush of Dio’s hot twin cocks brush against your sobbing and oversensitive heat.

The aphrodisiac venom was through your veins, making everything spin and sending your nerves into overdrive, heat tingling through the crown of your head to the soles of your feet. The naga’s lower tail wrapped around your abdomen, holding you tightly as he lowered you down on his leaking cocks, a smirk crossing his plush lips when he was able to push just the heads in. You were already keening - he was too thick. Your logical brain was trying to ring the alarm bells but it was drowning in the pools of pleasure as your mate inched inside you.

Even if you thought you could take no more, when you were convinced he was buried to the hilt, you would jolt in surprise when you sunk lower onto his twin lengths. He smiled proudly at the bulge of your stomach, prominent as his heavy balls met against the back of your thighs. You tried to move, squirming and being too full of your lover but Dio kept you still.

“Patience, pet… you’ll cum too soon if you move and I won’t be able to properly breed you.”

“B-But Dio, I-I’ll die if I have to wait any longer!”

Your mate elicited a dark chuckle. Rather than reassuring his human lover that it will be okay, he couldn’t help but slightly stir upwards into your needy cunt and sigh with content, “Perhaps. But at least you’ll have the pleasure of dying on my cocks, my Y/N.”

“D-Diooooo~”

You whined and tried breaking free from your bondage, only for him to grip onto you a bit too tightly. He bared his fang and his fork tongue was peeking out of his lips as he hissed at your movement, “Disobey me and I’ll make you regret it. Now be a good little human and take it.”

That got you to shut up - however, your pussy squeezed around him, arousal shot through you from wondering how he would exactly punish you if you attempted to grind against the overwhelming fullness. But you didn’t want to test those waters. Dio was a powerful naga and he could easily snap you in two if he was so pleased. He was notorious for feeding off his human partners and using them as his little playthings. You had been so lucky to survive so long, even being blessed to hold his eggs. You didn’t want to disappoint him - so you bit your teeth and tried your best to not swivel your hips against him. You fought the urge to bounce on his girthy cocks when he would adjust himself.

He couldn’t help but grin widely at your shaky legs and labored breathing. After for what seemed like an eternity, Dio picked up your smaller body and midway, dropped you back on his double lengths. You moaned, arching your back and relishing in how in one instance, you were empty, and the following second you would be full again. Dio kissed and nipped at your skin, using you as a personal cocksleeve and smirking when he felt your inner walls clamp around him as your climax was fast approaching, ready to release. Just as you tumbled from the edge of your orgasm, the tips of his cocks kissed the entrance to your womb. His warm essence spilled inside. You waited in nervous anticipation as you felt the first of many eggs slip inside and nestled comfortably within the walls of your babymaker. Dio groaned, relishing in the way your cock was milking him for his brood, imaging your heavy stomach too swollen and stretched beyond any human capacity.

“Just a few more eggs to go, my dear.”

You shuddered violently as you felt the second egg push past.

It’s Fate

She'd been familiar to him right from the start, the face of the (e/c)  eyed woman bringing forth darling memories of  ' her  ', haunting him with every instance of a smile he'd been able to rouse from her in the past.

He'd been hit by the same force of before, the one that had made his heart jump, beating wildly whenever she'd been sweet enough to hold him, as well as when she looked towards him with understanding, not once questioning him.

" Where...Where did you get that?" he sneered, his eyes fixed upon the accessory pinned to the young woman's shirt, the delicately made silver piece being a clear as day antiquity.

'I...It couldn't be...' he inwardly maundered, staring directly at the silver brooch with narrowed eyes.

 -It can't possibly be the same one he remembers...

 "You can't be serious," she said while gazing down at the gift with wide eyes, the (e/c) colored orbs shining,

"Dio..." She murmured, her arms suddenly wrapped around him,"You shouldn't have," she told him, saying so in such a soft, tender manner he let a sweet, warm chuckle fall past him,

"Nonsense," He told her, because if anyone deserved nice things it was her. 

Sweetly, she lay a chaste kiss on his cheek, not having anything else that was worth all the tenderness he showed her,

"I'll treasure it." She told him, " I'll make sure to always wear it," She said with certainty, having kept her word to him.

"- I got it from some old antique shop," (f/n) said truthfully, nodding in confirmation to try and add some sort of validation to her statement.

She didn't bother to tell him how much she cherished it, nor how much it'd called out to her even though there had been other antiquities which had been in much better care.

Afraid, she answered him with truthfulness and simplicity, not wanting to have her life cut short then and there.

She wasn't surprised he'd come to hunt her down, but it was so sudden to ask about something so frivolous as the little thing pinned to her chest. It made the encounter all the more unsettling to her, but strangely enough, deep within the pit of her stomach, she felt a little fluttering feeling.

" It's no coincidence.." he muttered, his sharpened fingernails trailing down from her chin to her jugular, causing her to whither, a little frightened sound falling past her parted lips.

Even if she could activate her stand, his fingers were right over her throat whereas a single jut of his hand could slice her open, forcing her to bleed out until she gaped in misery, forced to die a slow, painful death.

"-For you to be the one to have such a thing," he said softly, eyes peering into her widened (e/c) colored ones, selfishly devouring the sight of the lovely orbs while in the intimate range,

' Our Fates are intertwined,' he thought to himself, " you were only prompted by a greater Force... You are linked to them just as their fates are intertwined with mine.... and vice versa." He spoke with a honeyed down voice that had a tone touched with sadness.

And it struck her, for a reason unknown to her, her heart grew weak by the sound of his voice as it spoke out so warmly.

'Is this what he meant?' She wondered, having been warned by Avdol about the man's magnetic force,

'But why am I crying?' She wondered, knowing that the tears that fell down her face weren't because she was afraid, but rather because she was overcome by a strange feeling of melancholy.

'I feel sadness...yet warmth. Almost as though I've waited for this man to search for me, and now that he's found me, I can let loose of all the heartache I've felt during the wait.' she mused, 'But it's impossible... so unbelievable to feel that way about someone meant to kill me. '

He didn't need The World to do his bidding as his fingers sank into her neck, and greedily he drank, stopping just as he felt her move sluggish, a soft groan leaving her as her sight began to blur.

" Fate has brought us together again," he said softly, his thumbs both collecting her tears, brushing them aside as he stared down at the beautiful woman, his heart constricted,

Was rebirth something that existed?

He wondered if this girl was somehow, in any way related to the same young woman of his past because they looked so eerily similar.

She was nearly identical, starting from the gentle gleam in her (e/c) colored eyes to the strands of (h/c) colored hair that fell down into a (light/ Dark) river beneath her as he carried her within his arms.

"Even your name is the same," He said with a fond smile, slowly processing how fortunate he truly was.

'Have you really come back to me my love?' He wondered, eyeing her sleeping face which was of his former love.

Stealing a kiss, one that lasted for just a second, he fell back in time to when he'd done just the same,  the past holding a different outcome,

He gave her a tender kiss, his lips falling upon hers in a way that showed he was devoted to her, even in death,

"(f/n)..." he murmured softly, tasting the sweetness of her blood stained lips with wet ruby eyes.

His heart would always remain hers, having no room for anyone else but her.

He'd felt weak and defeated, when for just a moment he stopped, staring down at her with hopefulness as he remembered he had no reason to dwell in sadness.

"I could bring you back my love," He told her sweetly, " You can stay this way forever, perfect and lovely... with me," he reasoned while he planned to escape with her in his arms.

- But he was stopped before he could advance more, the Joestar's eyes filled with fury,

"Unhand her now!" Jonathan said with firmness, "You've made her suffer enough Dio, and I won't let you defile her now in death!" He declared.

The blue-eyed male was well aware of the newfound powers of the foe before him, and he wouldn't allow him to selfishly disrupt her peace now.

 "We have yet another opportunity my dear," He said while cradling her near, " And this time,  there will be no one to stand in our way," He said tenderly, already having planned to eradicate the Joestar bloodline, but now willing to bring forth the full force of his viciousness to make certain there were no repeated mistakes.

- In the end, Jonathan Joestar had come out on top, forcing Dio back, the golden-haired male's arms empty as his heart was filled with darkness and woe.

"You won't be torn from my grasp again my darling, my (f/n)...

DIO 💚

Dio rarely truly cares for people, and love... it was almost like a foreign word to him

But you, you were... special. There was something he felt looking at you, something indescribable. He didn't understand it, but he knew he never wanted to let you go.

He sees you more often than anyone else, often demanding your presence simply to have you there

Your relationship develops gradually. There's never a big confession, but at one moment you just realized you started thinking of him as your significant other, and it was an unspoken but obvious truth he felt the same

I'd imagine him to be very affectionate towards his partner

Loves physical contact, will often have you sit on his lap while he reads or something and every once in a while press gentle kisses to your head or neck

His favourite pet names for you are darling, dear, love, sweetheart & princess

Spoils you with gifts. Whatever you could ask for, you get. What kind of god would he be if he couldn't even fulfill his lover's material desires?

Very overprotective. Won't let you leave the mansion on your own, usually sends one of his followers with you, though if he's in a good mood you might be able to convince him to have just pet shop guard you

Every once in a while you go on walks together at night. DIO practically rules over this town, and he's proud to stroll through the streets with his darling.

Often asks for your opinion on things. Even if you're not very knowledgeable about the topic, he genuinely values your opinion, and it curious what you think.

Ever since you came into his life he felt a lot more at peace and way more determined. He's sure now, so long as you're by his side no one could ever defeat him. And he'll do anything to make sure you stay.

Trish 🌸

You met her one day while strolling through the city, her vibrant outfit immediatly catching your eye.

When you saw her again later that day you just knew you had to talk to her, and so you did

You complimented her looks and she smiled, making you heart beat a little faster than usual, even more so when she told you she liked your style as well

After some small talk about fashion she gave you her phone number, saying you just had to go shopping together one day. There was a special store she wanted to take you to, and you should text her once you find some time

You two quickly became close, and you could feel yourself falling for her more and more the more time you spent with her

So when one day she confessed to you, you felt like you were dreaming. You were absolutely quiet for a minute, processing what just happened, before happily falling in her arms.

I feel like Trish would be very lowkey about relationships, but that doesn't mean you'd feel any less loved. She's just not the overly affectionate type, she prefers just spending some quality time together.

Often asks you to help with her make-up, and at least once insisted on wearing matching outfits

Sends you a "good morning" text everyday.

Bought you a strawberry flavored lipstick once. Those are her favorites.

As a pop star on the rise, she practices singing a lot, often times in front of you. Her voice is your favorite thing to listen to.

When you can't be together you often spend hours talking together on the phone.

Likes to call you "Amore" - love, or "Bella" - beautiful.

Polnareff 🤺

Absolutely the ideal boyfriend... I envy you for your great taste.

First time you met him was probably when he came up and started flirting with you. We all know he just cant resist pretty girls ~

But he wasn't what you'd expect from guys who just flirt with ladys they dont know, he was different, he was funny and charming, and you couldn't help but chuckle at his silly jokes.

He invited you to a drink, and since you were free for the afternoon anyway, you went along.

You talked the whole afternoon. He told you stories of his travels, and you quickly realized it's been a while since you felt this light hearted around someone. When it was time to go he asked whether he could see you again, and your answer was obvious.

It didn't take long before you two became a couple officially.

He tries to teach you a little French. It's his dream to go visit his home country with you one day, show you around.

You know enough french by now to understand the compliments he mumbles under his breath whenever he's caught off guard by you.

Loves complimenting you in general, but it's always geniuene.

Don't ask him to help you pick out clothes. He will genuinely find you breathtaking in everything, even if you wore a potato sack.

A very chivalrous man. He loves to make you feel special, taking you out to romantic spaces, buying dinner for you, bringing flowers

He loves to see you smile. Will often randomly tell jokes or do silly things just to hear you laugh

Watches romcoms with you and cries during the sad scenes. Takes your hand/shuffles closer to you during the overly romantic ones.

Hugs, hand-holding, kisses - hell yeah. Big into PDA.

Extremly respectful. Pays close attention to what you like and what you dislike and surprises you with things you yourself had forgotten you wanted