Our Tiny Little Secret | Jotaro X Reader Omegaverse

Chapter 33

     His kisses lowered, as his trembling hands grasped my soaking shirt. He lifted the cloth and cupped my breast so gently.

     "Jotaro," I whispered, pushing his hands away slowly, "now isn't the time."

     His eyes gazed down at my chest as he pushed me against the other wall gently. He burried his face in my flesh, kissing and licking, his brows curling down like he was desperate for contact. His hands massaged, so slowly, so lightly, though. His lips kissed so patiently, so lovingly.

     For a moment, I wanted to give in so fucking bad. My fingers softly ran through his hair, how lovely it felt. How tingley I felt. I leaned my head against the wall and, just for a few seconds, let him go.

     I was going to push him away.

     When is lips lowered, as if he was bowing down to me, they kissed my stomach like a feather's carress. They kissed my waist like a warm bath. His hands slowly trickled down the sides of my being, and they spread my legs without force. Because I let him do it.

     And he slid my pants to the floor. And he paused.

     He gazed, a gaze like drifting stardust so calm and beautiful. He gazed at me. Into my eyes.

     "Is it okay for me to say it's more than instinct?" His voice was so small, so... raw. Something so small could make a heart tremble. Make my heart tremble. Since when?

     A million things came to mind. Half of them meant no, it wasn't okay. But who the fuck cared? For me, right then...

     "...Yeah..."

     ...we could do whatever we wanted.

     The banging on the door began right after. I slid my pants back up, and we took some deep breaths. I mean, one girlie fighting off her heat and a man who just confessed his... whatever the fuck he confessed... they could kick some ass.

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     It was a quiet place, the ship. Who knew Jotaro had connections like this? Workers walked left and right beyond the small room we were stuffed into. It was spacious enough for good distance between us but not our tempting scents. He was all I could smell. All I could think of.

     "Do you think," he whispered below his breath, "if we're quiet..."

     He was insane, but I was thinking the same thing. No one knew we were in here anyway. The door was locked... we could be quiet. And... it would be bad if we held it in much longer...

     I slowly crawled over to him, the rocking of the ship gentle yet troubling as I tried to silently move across the floor.

     His hand reached out and cupped my cheek as I came closer. Our eyes stayed in a gentle lock. It was so slow, how my fingertips found his lips. My heart felt so light. This heat... didn't hurt. It felt almost rewarding. Almost... gentle.

     "We should've fallen in love before all of this," I whispered so softly, sitting in front of him. Because... how were we supposed to know why our hearts were fluttering so delicately.

     "Or maybe never at all," he said, pinching my locks gently between his fingertips.

     I pressed my lips together, glancing down at his. They were always there in front of me... why did it feel like I wanted to carress them for the first time again?

     His hand grabbed the back of my head and pulled my lips to his. His eyes stayed open a slit as he watched me melt into his touch. My arms leaned against the wall behind him, my hips raising onto his lap.

     Soft smooches echoed. Our lips played quick and teasingly. I tried to hold my hair back, but my locks kept tickling his cheeks. He smiled against my lips before pausing. His eyes met mine all squinty and nice. And his rough fingers were so slow and gentle as they tucked my hair behind my ear.

     "We can't get dirty here, baby." His voice was so low and quiet like a growl or something. It sounded like a vibration on my heart would feel, so sudden and pleasant. I covered my mouth a little shyly.

     "Baby," I whispered to myself, giggling like a fangirl over it. "Can you say it again?" I tilted my head, trying to suppress my wide smile.

     He scoffed so playfully, widening his eyes in a serious seriousness. "I'm serious, Y/n," he said, looking away. "Let's just wait."

     "Let's just get on the floor." I nodded and pushed him to the floor.

     "No," he whispered, pushing me away as he sat back up, leaving me on the ground all alone. "Just a kiss for now." And he looked away like a fucking child.

     "How about here?" I tapped my lips teasingly.

     "Yeah," he mumbled, leaning down to place a kiss.

     I slid my hand down discreetly toward his crotch smiling as he paused in annoyance.

     "How about here?"

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