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NSFW Jotaro Kujo : Phone Sex

This is a super old one but spicy 😈

Sometimes he wondered how a grumpy bastard like him had bagged someone like you. Cute, funny, happy, confident... To Jotaro, you were beautiful. Perfect, even. The only thing he struggled to be on board with was your career choice: Music. Live music, just like his deadbeat of a dad. To be fair, it worked surprisingly well, the mere presence of Jotaro sending rabid groupies and crazed fans scarpering stat. The marine biologist didn't consider himself a jealous person, he was only being territorial, right?

"JoJo! I didn't wake you up, did I?" Rubbing his heavy eyes, you could practically imagine him biting his tongue in thought, a sleepy hum just about audible over the line.
"Uh, no. No. I was just working on my thesis." Two lies in one, he'd actually been reading the latest Foundation report on Angelo before bed, but he didn't want to drag you into any of that. Pursing his lips, there was a small pause, which you filled with some sort of nonsense about your gig. "I'm gonna be holed up here for quite a while."
Whilst his words stung because they sounded so hollow, it genuinely was the only truth he could tell you. The topic of Stands didn't occur much since you didn't have one and Jotaro would never forgive himself if you found yourself hunted by a User due to his actions.
"I don't think you would have liked it anyway. The place was packed. There was a Japanese stand in guitarist I'd never heard of before, Akira Otoishi or something."
Silence gripped the line as you described other men. This boy was so precious sometimes, he unintentionally made your heart melt. He probably didn't realise just how sexy you thought he was. The mere sound of his agitated, tired voice was making your skin prickle. A heavy breath rushed down the phone, the poor boy having no control over his hormones. Taking initiative, you decided you were going to rile him up a little more. A furious JoJo was a rough one, and a verbal beatdown laced with some descriptive warning over the line was right up your street. Turning over to lie on your back, springs rang from the bed, the rusty metal practically screaming beneath your shifting weight. "...What was that?" Deep greenish eyes narrowed, invasive thoughts about that stupid fop you were touring with in his mind. Swinging your legs over your hips so you could rest them against the wall, you hung your head over the edge, letting it dangle as you imagined his hot, angry breath on your neck. Running your hand over it, goose bumps formed.
"It's just the springs. Just me, at home, missing you. Your breath on my neck, your arms round my waist..."
"Good grief... You aren't very subtle you know, Y/N."
"Maybe it don't want to be subtle, Kujo." Whilst he didn't feel 100% comfortable, there were definitely no other people on this floor besides Joseph, and that old man couldn't hear his own voice, let alone Jotaro's. "Hmm," you sighed, relaxing more into your position and dragging your nails back over your now erect nipple beneath his shirt, giving it a gentle squeeze. "I have something for you, you better be ready for it." Pressing send on your phone, he murmured something in acknowledgement. "Did you get it?"
"Give me a moment, woman."
"I just can't wait to feel your hands all over me, that's all. I'm touch starved from you being holed up in that stupid little town." Unlocking the device with a shaking digit, there appeared to be a picture message from yours truly.
"Hmph." A sly, smug smile slithered across his chops as he chuckled huskily.
"Maybe I should come and stay with you."
"No." His tone was so rough, you didn't quite hear it over the line.
"What was that?"
"I said, 'couldn't wait, huh?'" Running his thumb over the screen, you were already so rosy cheeked. He admired how your breasts looked, peeping from beneath one of his t-shirts, lustful expression on your face as he imagined what you were going to do to yourself as if it was him.
"Hey, JoJo... Go switch the light off."
"What? Why--?"
"Just do it. Switch off the light."
A sultry grin spread across your face, the anticipation killing you. He wanted to get away, now. This was so out of his comfort zone, but his friend was beginning to press against his trousers and he wasn't about to waste an intimate moment with you, to be completely honest. Gulping a little too audibly, he buried his face in his hand, skin burning with embarrassment. Clumsily, the handset fell from his tired hand, landing on his leg and startling him to the point of heightening his arousal. Fumbling to pick it up and brushing his clothes in the process, all he heard was your faint calls of his name on the other side as he balanced it on his shoulder in order to keep both hands free.
"Come on, y'aren't shy now are you, big boy?" Sighing, there was a click in the background, followed by the sound of him adjusting himself. Biting your lower lip, his raspy groan made your grin even wider, Jotaro palming his genital area softly. He was so cute when he submitted to you. Raking a hand through his charcoal coloured hair, exhaustion was beginning to set in already. You waited as he got comfy on his back, one knee bent while the other was lay level with the mattress. Slipping your fingers beneath his shirt again, a nail scratched over your nipple, stinging a little and causing you to hiss. You wanted it, and quite frankly, so did he.
"I'll do it. Just make it quick."
Whilst the marine biologist felt so lucky to have you as his girlfriend, he was going to fucking regret this. It was beyond embarrassing for him, he didn't consider himself a particularly skilled dirty talker and was not about to admit it over the phone. He wasn't about to admit it ever. Freeing his generous length from his bedclothes, it sprung slowly into his fingers wrapping round the base. Taking a deep breath, his hand seemed to move on its own, pumping tenderly. Imagining it was your hand was difficult, but he figured if he shut his eyes and made you talk aggressively, he could do it.
"Oh, come on then. Tell me what you're gonna do. I can't wait."
"I haven't even told you anything and already you're barking at me like a bitch in heat."
Mewling a little, your fingers were stroking back and forth up the bottom of your thigh, tingling beginning in your sensitive parts. It was picked up over the line, twisting the pit of his stomach in a teasing manner. Though he couldn't see you, he could tell your mouth was hanging open in offense. "Your mouth full or something, Lady?"
"It will be if you don't shape up."
"Alright, since you're so eager for me to start, what are you wearing?"
"That's what you ask me?"
Slowing his hand, it practically stopped when he was arguing with you over the line.
"You asked me to say something, so I did."
"Yeah, something that's actually going to get me going."
"Rather impatient tonight, aren't you sweetheart?"
Well, that started a flutter in your chest. Whilst you understood Jotaro found it difficult to shift tone, his normal tone really was enough for you. Very occasionally he would use pet names with you, usually to be sarcastic or when he was in trouble. Arching your brows, you huffed down the receiver.
"Fine, Jotaro," Sucking your fingers hard, he overheard the wet smacking noises, his own arousal twitching in interest. "Guess I won't be getting on my knees like you enjoy that much when you come home." Breathing heavier, you played with your outer labia through your pants, trying to refuse yourself of rubbing your clitoris. Baring teeth, Kujo felt the competition rising already. Pumping the length of his cock a little faster, you caught the growl over the receiver.
"Sure, looks like I'm not gonna run my hands up your smooth legs and kiss slowly up the backs of your thighs either."
"Oooh, that's mean... Shame you ain't getting your thick cock sucked in my warm, soft mouth," Breath catching in his throat, the choke turned into a low groan, a noise which made pleasure spread through out your stomach. "Like the thought of that, huh? The thought of my lipstick smearing up your shaft, and my eyes looking up to see you flustering cos I'm making you feel so good...?"
"You're dead when I... Get back." he huffed, squinting down at his meat.
"I look forward to it," you cooed, your steamy night only just beginning.