JoJo's Bizarre Oneshots

Josuke x Reader: Winter Nights

The cold winter air of Morioh numbed the nose and cheeks of the pompadour-clad Josuke Higashikata, his hands sinking deeper into his pockets. He cursed as a sudden gust of wind nearly blew away his scarf. The teen sighed, the stresses of his senior year had been weighing down on him more than his liking. Luckily for him, he had you. His beautiful muse, his escape from the shit that was reality. He smiled as he thought of your rosy lips, so soft and warm. Perfect for this damn chilly weather.

After a few more paces, Josuke reached his destination and proceeded to knock on the deep green front door. A few seconds later, the door opened. Without any regard for manners, he shoved his way inside, the sudden burst of warmth sending a shudder down his body.

"You're lucky my parents aren't here. They would've beat you for barging in like that."

Josuke turned to the sweet voice, the sight of you making his heart skip. His face softened as he approached you and placed his hands on your waist, "Hey, babes."

You wrapped your arms around his neck, your gaze focused on his plush lips, "You're late, Higashikata."

He smirked and leaned down to kiss those sweet lips of yours, his hands pulling you into him. You withdrew first, a tinge of pink to your cheeks. Josuke looked down on you with loving eyes to which you avoided, afraid you might get sucked into their stunning blue hue.

You slipped out of his grasp and were about to brush past him when suddenly, Josuke seized your waist once more and planted a sloppy kiss on your cheek.

"Josuke," you giggled as he continued to lay on a barrage of warm kisses all over your face, a few hitting the curve of your neck, "Ok, ok!" Josuke grinned and relieved you from his attacks.

You playfully punched his gut, "Now hurry up and take off your coat. I already have everything ready."

Josuke removed his scarf, his mischievous eyes following your figure. That sexy little sway in your hips hypnotized him for a second before he went back to the task at hand.

"Cherry or Grape?" you hollered from the kitchen.

"Grape," Josuke answered back, checking himself in the mirror above the shoe cubby. He smiled at himself and straightened out his sweater, 'Damn I look good.'

You chuckled, catching him in the middle of fluffing his pompadour, "C'mon Mr. Model."

Josuke blushed a bit, his lips pouting as he took his drink from you.

~

"This is my favorite part." you said, popping another kernel in your mouth. You and Josuke were laid out on your bed, your head resting on his shoulder while his arm was wrapped around you. Josuke hadn't really been paying attention to the movie. He was too distracted by the warm mass that was all cuddled up against him. After a few more minutes, the movie finally ended. You hummed in satisfaction as the credits rolled, the music of the movie being the only thing that filled the room.

You looked up at him and smiled with a faint blush on your cheeks, "Thank you for coming."

Josuke smirked back, "Of course, anything for my girl."

Josuke's heart pounded in his chest as he looked down on you. That shy look in your eyes made him crazy, the teenage hormones in his body working overtime.

You gave him a gentle peck on the neck, your body increasing its pressure, "I love you, Josuke."

Josuke swallowed audibly, barely able to contain himself, "I...love you too, (name)."

Damnit! This was all too much. Josuke cursed to himself as he felt a rush between his legs, unable to stop his damnable body. Suddenly, he felt your grip on his sweater tighten and heard you expel a quiet shaky breath. He could tell you were just as nervous. You two had never really gone farther than kissing despite your lengthy relationship, but Josuke only held back for your sake as a lady.

"How," you interrupted his thoughts, "how much do you love me?"

Josuke let out a nervous laugh, "More than the moon and the stars...! You know that, (name)."

You sat up so that your line of vision met his. You stared into each other's eyes, both your faces tinged in a ruddy blush. Your lips parted, two whispy words escaping,

"Show me."

Josuke's heart raced, the ecstatic adrenaline pumping through his body faster than a jet. Without any restraint, Josuke smashed his lips into yours, you immediately letting out a surprised hum. His moist lips glided and morphed over yours, the heated breath between you rising into the air. Josuke pushed harder, pressing his tongue against your lips. You didn't waste time and opened your lips to allow him in. Your tongues wrestled in a wet ring, saliva dribbling between your mouths.

Josuke's hands riked up your sweater, exposing your delicate skin. The heat of his touch crawled up your torso along with the fabric of your sweater. Your passionate kissing ceased as you shed your top and tossed it over the bed. Josuke, wanting to be fair, took off his own sweater. You both blushed at each other's nearly adult bodies: Josuke, your gently curving breasts (which were still covered by your bra), and you, his hard-bodied figure.

With that, you resumed kissing, Josuke rolling over on top of you. You wrapped your arms around his neck just as his tongue entered your mouth once more. Your naked torsos rubbed against each other with each little movement, fueling the already passionate flames even more. Josuke grasped your thighs, his hips adding pressure to your own. You let out a soft moan at this, a jolt rising from between your legs. Josuke's plush lips separated from yours and trailed down your neck. As his wet kisses moved further down your front, his hands moved up your thighs and eventually made their way to your jean's zipper.

Josuke parted his lips from your skin and looked down on you with a soft gaze, "(name)," his voice was ever so gentle, "are you sure you want to do this?"

Your hand moved from his neck to his cheek, Josuke nestling into its warmth. All you could think about was how much you loved him. He was your everything. Your diamond in the rough. You wanted nothing more than to spend this cold winter night with Josuke and to share this passionate moment with him and only him. You stared deeply into his azure gems, your heart pounding with a profound love.

"Yes...please Josuke," you smiled as you caressed his cheek with your thumb, "I want to share this with you. I...don't want anyone else but you."

Josuke sighed in relief, "I feel the same way," he kissed the tip of your nose, "I love you so much, (name)."

You couldn't help but tear up at the sincerity of his words. How could you have been so lucky? What did you do to deserve him? These answers alluded you as Josuke leaned in to kiss your neck once more, his hand unbuttoning your jeans.

'I love you, too, Josuke.'

~

That beating. That calming beating. It stirred you from the depths of your sleep. Your hand twitched, feeling something firm and warm under it. You slowly opened your eyes, but only partly. The early orange glow of the rising sun made you smile, a relaxed breath of air passing your lips. You shifted only a little, but you could still feel the sensation of skin against your own. Your eyes panned up to find the face of your sleeping love.

Josuke's pompadour had fallen into a stream of messy hair, the thick strands falling over his face in an organized chaos. He looked so angelic.

You silently chuckled as you noticied the drool that dribbled from the corner of his mouth, 'Not that angelic, I guess.'

You closed your eyes once more and let your thoughts fade back to last night. You remembered every bit of it. The pent-up passion...it flowed out of your bodies like a river rushing down a mountain: strong and swift, powerful and urgent. Your body could still feel every sensation: Every touch, every kiss, every breath. It was all ingrained in you, and you never wanted to forget it.

You pressed your ear to his chest, desperately clinging to the sound of his beating heart.

It was so calm.

Like a lullaby.

A sweet, gentle, dream-inducing lullaby.