JJBA x Readers Volume 2

Josuke Higashkata : Moving On Part 2

Confused, the young man stared at you with a pout.
"You thought I'd never ask? Oh my God," he giggled, tiredly pinching the bridge of his nose as his head fell onto your shoulder. "You're literally the light of my life." You joined in, thinking about how dumb you probably looked. You pushed gently at his arm, allowing him to collect himself before putting forward your request.
"Well, why don't we try today?"
"I'm down."
Josuke didn't even need to give it a second thought, his gentle grasp caging you to the headboard as he clumsily bumped your nose trying to kiss you too excitedly. Years together and he still hadn't quite gotten the hang of kissing you, it was so cute.

He knelt on the mattress, it's springs squealing under his weight as you lay on your back, making yourself comfortable. His handsome eyes gazed over you, staring like you were some sort of angel sent from heaven.
You took a deep breath, unsure if you were really ready to deal with sleeping together unprotected. It was a big step, and whilst you trusted him, there was no going back if you were to fall pregnant. The situation was leaving your stomach churning a bit.
Your husband lay beside you on his elbow, waiting for your consent. As buoyant as he was, he was in no rush to start a family. His hand came up to rest on your stomach, rubbing tender comfort into your tshirt.
"'You sure you still want to? It's a big step. We only got married six weeks ago." You were silent, grimacing at the weight of the decision. His voice was low and soft as he spoke, leaving you with a sense of security you could only feel from Josuke. "I understand, Babe. There's no rush."
Inhaling sharply, you pushed yourself through the slight anxiety you were feeling. Sitting up, you climbed over to lie on top of him, letting your legs fall either side of his hips.
"I want to."
It could take a few tries, and if you changed your mind in the morning there were other options available. Plus, you knew full well that he would support you no matter what happened.
"Are you sure?" he asked, unable to keep his eyes or his hands off your body. You nodded confidently, letting him stroke along the curve of your hips whilst you slid your palm along his flat stomach, hitching the hem of his shirt up along with your fingertips. Your movements were slow, but not meek. Taking a long, hard stare at the slight bulge in his pants, you met his eyes, fixated to yours the entire time.
"Are you sure?" you repeated, emphasising that you meant him. Being a father was no easy job, and he had just as much input as you did.
"Babe, I'm absolutely certain," he replied, a wide smile across his chops. "There's zero doubt in my mind." Mirroring his expression, you bent forward, capturing his lips in a hot kiss. His hands moved up over your ass and secured your head in place, so that he could nibble on your lips and lick trails along the shape of your mouth as you smiled.
Flushing already, you took initiative and pulled your shirt up over your head, leaving him to undo his buttons at a leisurely pace whilst you waited. You assisted undressing him, pulling the sleeves over his toned shoulders and discarding it beside the bed. His chest was smooth and delectable, nipples stiffening slightly at the sudden cool air, paired with brushes of your fingertips. His skin was soft beneath your palms, massaging him in a downwards motion towards his pants button. As you fiddled with the hem, shuffling yourself back to make room, you heard him breathe and squirm a little. You smirked, palming his strained length through the fabric of his trousers so he gasped. Biting your lip, you leant forward again to snog his mouth, introducing tongues as he sat upright to keep up with you, since you were the leader no matter what.
Quickening in pace, he migrated below a little, kissing your chin and neck as his hands pushed up on your breasts in your bra. He could feel your hard buds poking through the lace, especially when he pinched them with his slightly unsteady fingers. Continuing his journey south, the clasp was undone and pulled down, releasing your jiggling mounds. The skin of your boobs was fluffy and malleable like marshmallow in his hands, moulding to his palms and lips when he caressed and loved them.
"God, I always love getting my hands on these," he chuckled, popping his lips off your nipples to wet them a little and increase how cool the air was on them.
Meanwhile, you were the only person allowed to touch his hair, and he especially loved it when you tracked your fingers up the back of his head and scratched his scalp, giving it a quick pull to loosen his braids at the back. Doing so, his small groans vibrated against your skin and sent obvious messages to the fire pit in your groin.
"Josuke," you sighed needily, impatient to press on. "Let me take my pants off before I literally die."
"Hm," he hummed, letting you go. "Fine."
You each undid yourselves, making short work of anything constraining your bodies before.
His erection stood out, begging for your attention as soon as possible. You had never felt a penis without a condom before, and whilst it was a small thing, the thought was beginning to excite you. It almost felt wrong and risky.
Fumbling around, Josuke took the lead and lay you flat against your back, marking the beginning of your journey with an easy, comfortable position.
"Are you alright?" he asked, making sure you were comfy, pressing pecks and licks to your cheeks.
"Mmhm," you answered, breathing heavily and rubbing patches of skin with your palms.
He loomed over you, taking his prick in his hand and guiding it towards your entrance. Spreading your legs was second nature now, and you were more than happy to do so for your husband. He sucked in a breath as he touched your opening, sliding the tip up and down your wet folds with a slight moan.
"Oh," he groaned, unsure if he was able to help himself any longer.
"God, I want you so bad." However, he decided he was going to ride this out for a little bit, and matched mouths with you again until you whined. Squealing, you bucked your hips, desperately seeking direct stimulation.
"Alright," you moaned, looking directly up at him and moving your hands up his hips and stomach. "I'm ready. You're literally sliding against me already."
"You don't have to ask me twice, Y/N," he replied, holding his breath as he pressed into your warm welcome. You sighed, feeling round for his shapely ass to squeeze and scrape at, the need to grip rising when your husband showered you in kisses. He didn't go in all at once, so not to stretch you too much straight away or put you in any discomfort. Inching closer with each initial thrust, the lewd smacking noises were already echoing off the walls of your bedroom and your fingers were entangling themselves firmly in his luscious black locks.
Wrapping your legs around his waist, he pressed you into the mattress lightly with his chest, aiming to go as deep as possible. Kissing your neck, he moaned and groaned into it, making no secret of how you were causing him to feel.
"Is this okay?" he whimpered, sucking a bite on your throat. His sensuality caused your mouth to hang open, slackening a little until you caught your bottom lip with your teeth and bit, hard.
"Yes," you breathed, whimpering when his gentle pace didn't stall, but his thrusts grew harder and deeper. "Fuck, yes."
Leaning his nose against your neck, he grinned into your warm skin, peppering pecks all over his recent wound.
"God, only you make me feel like this." Leaning back, he angled his hips enough to slide against your g spot, your high pitched gasps making him sigh in tandem with you. He couldn't believe how wet you were, since it was kinda difficult to feel through a johnny. This new experience was like trying sex all over again.
"Josuke," you whined, eyebrows knotting together in pleasure. Your eyes flew back, every roll of his hips hitting your special place and making you bite your lip in ecstasy. Your fingers clung to his protruding hip bones, desperately seeking support despite him not even pounding you yet. You were just so overcome with emotion and feeling, your brain was going fuzzy and light. "G-God, I might cum already-" you yelped under your breath, grinding yourself against him in literal distress. You were not going to lose this now.

Josuke was wondering how the hell he was holding in his nut at all, watching you. You were so gorgeous, practically writhing because of what he was doing to you. His dick was still so fucking hard, sliding in and out of your slick pussy with ease. Need was beginning to tug at him, hearing your begs for his equipment. As soft and wet as you was, you needed him to relieve you right now.
Pushing him back, you flipped over onto your stomach, requesting he fuck you that way. He was a little sad he wouldn't be able to set your face, but hoisted up by your hips nonetheless. Josuke wasted no time in re-entering you, his admission making your thighs jump and quiver in rapture from the get go. Arching your back, you grabbed onto his pillow, burying your face into it to muffle your moaning somewhat.
"Ah, shit, that's so good," you sighed. Gently thrusting, his rhythm was good and all, but you needed to chase a sweet release. Turning your head in the pillow, you felt behind you to stroke his knee or thigh. "Please fuck me," you requested, strangely politely. Large hands had an iron grip on your love handles, bruising the plush skin beneath his fingers as he went harder. He was knocking the breath out of you, but he wasn't exactly banging you within an inch of your life. "H-Harder," you breathed.

The other was snaked around your front, rubbing your clit in slow circles to accentuate the pleasure.
The springs shook and the headboard rocked against his wall amongst all the sloshing juices, leaving him praying his neighbours didn't hear. You squirmed against him, clawing against his hand yet asking him not to stop through unintelligible squeals. He listened to your body, removing his hand and placing it on your hip. Dipping your chest down into the mattress, you ground on him with one final call, voice dampening into small keens and sighs as you rode out your orgasmic wave. Your squeezing around his dick was so hot, his sweaty form plowing into such a tight hole whilst your voice begging him not to stop in a low whisper tugged on his ears.
Your breaths were shaking, his cock spasming as he jerked it back gently against your soaked folds, before falling beside you.
Intertwining legs, you exchanged sloppy kisses, touching skin gently and softly whilst you basked in post-coital afterglow.
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