JJBA Oneshots

Joseph Joestar; Coping Skills.

A/N: requested by @HOLAsheesh.
Lemon🍋 / Angst. Made this about coping with loss via sex- I just thought this worked. Not too angsty because I've gotten rusty with angst but it has the right elements. Joseph is kinda a bottom but it goes with the plot😚 Hope you like it!!
Praise, deepthroating, dirty talking(not a lot of it tbh), rough sex towards the end.

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"Focus on me, baby. Let me make you feel good, is that okay?." Your soft voice drummed against your boyfriends ears. The room was dark and his skin felt impeccably hot. Your lips nipped at his neck and he nearly shuddered beneath your touch. "Y-yes please..." His voice sounded strained from crying in his sleep- before he had rattled both you and himself awake with a scream.

Joseph had nightmares often. Many times throughout the week, sometimes every other night. The same dream, the same nightmare. Screaming and crying, and that fucking bandana clutched in his hands. The same bandanna he now had stuffed in his dresser. You both found out through trial and error the only way Joseph coped was with sex. It made him feel better, made him forget- at least until the next nightmare came. Your hand traveled down his toned chest to his pajama pants. "I love you baby, you're safe with me; I'm gonna make you feel so good." Your fingertips toyed with the top-hem of his pants, before you slipped down inside of them. Joseph focused on his breathing, trying to regulate his heaving chest. Feeling his cock grow in your hand helped quite a bit, giving him something more important to focus on, your hand pumping against his shaft. Your lips still worked on his neck, sucking on his skin to create the perfect circular bruise. His hips bucked up slightly and you got the message to start jerking him faster. It was already working; he was thinking with his dick, and not his grief-stricken brain. He was going to be alright. He wasn't there anymore, he was here with you. No matter how much he wished he could go back in time, he couldn't, he was here-

A soft moan left his lips as you moved your hand around him so quickly, you thought your wrist might snap. It didn't take long, maybe a minute or two, his dick twitched in your hand and his cum erupted into not only your hand, but onto the blanket you slept with as well. You pushed it away, making mental note to throw it in the wash when you got through- you'd just grab another blanket from the closet while it was washing, that is if he even wanted to go back to sleep after that. Some nights he simply refused.
"Do you want your dick sucked? I can make you cum right down my throat if you let me."

He nodded quickly, watching you with sex-crazed eyes as you moved down on the bed. You pulled his pajama pants off in one swift motion and positioned yourself in between his legs. You swiped your tongue against his length, swirling it around his tip, as he watched intently. You felt yourself getting wet. You loved when he watched you, almost just as much as he loved watching you. You decided not to waste anymore time and just plopped it into your mouth, only working on the tip still for now, you wrapped your lips around him tightly and used your tongue to stimulated his underside. You pushed him inch by inch into your mouth, as far as it could go. Something primal glinted in his light eyes. This was his favorite part. Though your mouth was already full, you pushed further.

Choking on his member, you held your head down for as long as you could manage before pulling yourself back up to catch a breath. His hands found their way to your head and raked through your hair, taking in handfuls, next time you went down he aided you in holding your head in place. Tears brimmed the edges of your eyes, a natural response to having such a thick object shoved down your passageway. Between the choking, you sucked him fast and hard, a perfect mixture. Drool pooled out of your mouth around the base of his dick which made the most unearthly wettest sounds imaginable. Joseph's grip at your hair tightened and he let his head fall back, resting against the pillow. He clenched his eyes shut right and focused on the pleasure. "Feels...so...amazing, I love you so much; you're the best girlfriend ever." Words babbled from his mouth before a volcanic eruption took place inside of your mouth. You didn't even have to swallow, the thick liquid sliding itself down your throat as you had promised. His eyes were still shut tight, and he tugged at your hair slightly, telling you to come back up.

You slipped your pajamas off with quite a bit of haste, and crawled up him, straddling around his hips. His dick poked at your backside and you leaned slightly forward, positioning the tip of his cock at your pussy, you rubbed it against your slit before pressing it against your hole. Slowly you slid down onto it, his hands gripping at your waist. He was biting down on his lip. "Open your eyes, Jo. Look at me," You rested your hands on his shoulders and started moving your hips, his dick sliding in and out of you with ease. He hesitantly opened his eyes. "Watch me."

It was like you were putting on a show for him, how you moved so seductively, the pretty faces you made and your soft moans as you made the pace slow. He was so lucky to have you, he thought. "I love how your dick feels inside of me." You began to move your hips a little faster around him. "More..." He whined. You picked up the pace even more upon his request. Before long the sound of your ass smacking down against his thighs filled the room. He moved his hands from your waist up to your boobs and gave them a squeeze, being almost mesmerized by the way they moved. You bounced up and down as hard as you could.

"Fuckkkkk." Joseph's voice dragged out, feeling like his brain was going to melt. He felt another orgasm churning its way through him. He was going to cum for the third time, but he still wasn't done with you yet. You felt his cock twitch against your walls before a warm sensation took over your cunt. Joseph barely have you a second to breathe before he flipped you over, taking reign of your legs he bender you in half almost like a pretzel. "Your pussy feels so good, I can't get enough of it, you make me crazy."

He dove himself inside of you, taking reclamation to his prior position, dick deeply nestled inside. He had no bother to start slow, immediately hammering away with his hips. You were loud now, almost screaming for him and he loved to hear it. He didn't care if everyone else in the complex heard. He was drunk on sex, love, and everything else in between. Everything else felt numb except for the insurmountable pleasure jolting through his body. He liked it that way. He wished he could stay that way forever.

"You're perfect, always so good for me." His eyes wanted to roll in the back of his head. You gripped yours shut and clawed at the white sheets to keep yourself grounded. This type of sex felt like some sort of spiritual ascension. Truly earth shattering. His dick clamored against your spot, making your toes curl and stomach grip tighter. Your pussy squeezed around him and he used his body weight to press you further into the mattress, absolutely ravishing you. "Joseph!." You cried his name, feeling the warm bubble inside of you threatening to burst.
When it did, you almost went limp from having such a large peak. Joseph didn't stop, continuing to carry on, using you like some sort of fuck toy. "Almost through, sweetheart- then we can stop, just give me a minute." He grunted, gritting his teeth together. Just one more. One more and he'd be okay.

He let out a roar of sorts, gripping at your thighs so hard it left fingertip sized bruises indented into your skin. With another load spurted inside of you, Joseph felt his muscles relax. He sucked in a breath. You looked up at him with eyes filled with adoration. "Are you okay, baby?." You cooed to him.

"I'm fine, now. You always make me feel better." He sighed, pulling himself out of you, he moved back and sat on the bed, back pressed against the headboard. You hopped up and crawled up next to him. "I'm gonna throw the blanket in the washer. Do you think you're gonna want to go back to sleep?."

The brown-haired man shook his head. "No."

"That's fine. We can watch your favorite show when I get back, would you like that?."

He smiled at you and nodded. Joseph would continue to be perfectly fine, like normal, until the next nightmare; and then history would repeat itself. Over and over.