Summary:
Set a few years after Vento Aureo. You're at a club in Naples and notice three mysterious guys who seem to notice you too. So of course you all hook up.
Notes:
TWs: foursome, hand jobs, gunplay, vaginal fingering, vaginal sex, nipple play, tit fucking, voyeurism, oral sex
Giorno and Fugo are adults here so it's all legal and ethical.
Word count: 1800
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The club was starting to fill up. Not quite to the point where you could barely move with bodies pressed against you at all times but it was definitely noisier.
You made your way to the bar after your song ended, there were only three people there, three men you'd seen arrive not long ago looking too serious for their own good.
These men interested you so after ordering a water to cool down, you initiated conversation with the most approachable one; a man in a cropped jumper nodding to the music.
"Hey, you seem kinda out of place, is this your first time here?" Not much of an opener but you were more intimidated up close. Each one had an air of 'I would not hesitate to kill you' to them.
"Yeah," he flashed a grin, "we wanted to try something new. Yourself?"
"I'm a regular. That's how I can tell you're different. Are these guys with you?" You nodded to the two men in suits.
"I want to say no since they're such debbie downers," he tried to cover his mouth to shield what he was saying, "but yes they are with me."
Across the bar, you inched closer, placing your fingers against the man's forearm. "What are your names?"
"I'm Mista, nice to meet you. The guy in green is Fugo and the other is Giorno. They're pleased to meet you too don't worry."
"Do you always speak for your friends?"
"I'm always used as protection since I've been dubbed the meathead. Gotta scope out the situation y'know." He leaned on the counter to be closer to you.
Behind Mista, you glanced at Fugo and Giorno. Fugo was looking around, like he was trying to look anywhere but at you, almost as if he was shy. Giorno stared at you head on, expression still serious, which you had to admit was kind of hot.
"And I'm the situation?"
"Uh well no, you're a person but we've still gotta do like, security checks and all that in case you might be dangerous."
As Mista rambled you held eye contact with Giorno and felt up Mista's bicep, "I might be dangerous? Is that what your scoping has brought up? Huh. Now why might I be dangerous?"
"Uh, sorry I didn't mean- ohh." It finally hit him, "uh what I meant to say was, when you look like that who knows what you might try do. You could end up seducing us, then what would we do?"
"So you're saying that's a possibility?"
"Huh?"
"Me seducing you. All of you. You're saying that could happen." You raised an eyebrow and smirked.
"I wouldn't say it's out of the question. Who knows, maybe you're even managing it right now."
"Oh," you considered this. "Say, would you boys like to dance with me? If you're not afraid of a little danger it doesn't have to stop there."
"I'm down, not sure about these guys tho-
"If that's okay with you." Fugo opened his mouth for the first time, "I wouldn't mind, y'know."
