I read you so easily... (JJBA one-shot!)

I read you so easily... (One-shot)

The sunlight stretched over the surface of the horizon, slowly succumbing to the darkness that was to ensue throughout the rising of the night, the blazing heat of day unable to fight back the inevitable coming of the moon. As the dusk prevailed, with the scenery gradually fading into inky-black void-like territory, the outdoor sky was now plagued with the darkness of the night. Jonathan was up late in the library, only a single candle lit, with a weak flame spurring on the light that was being used to navigate the maze of shadows that was the library at night. It had been about a week since Dio and Jonathan had their dispute, and his adopted brother equipped with a malignant personality seemed to be warming up to him lately... Jonathan didn't really understand it at the time, and he had his suspicions that it was all an act. After all, they had come into physical contact for the reasoning of pent-up rage not to0 long ago, so seeing such a wretched husk of a man gravitate toward him in such a short time was concerning.

Although it confused Jojo to a great extent, he ignored the thought as he was up late at night searching for books in the library to further study the unknown mysteries of the stone mask that hung still on the wall of the mansion. This was something Jonathan would usually partake in, as he had always taken quite a pique of interest towards the field of archeology in general. At this hour, everybody would be asleep, although for some reason, as Jonathan spotted a book he was interested in and went to retrieve the knowledge that lay in front of him, an ominous creak could be heard from the direction of in which he came. Jojo sharply turned his head, then rotating his whole body to match up with his reaction. He held foward the tiny blaze that was alit, hoping to be able to imcrease his field of range vision-wise so he'd be able to process if anyone was about to jump out at him, or catch Jojo still up at this time. Although Jonathan trembled slightly, he regained composure, stood in a regal stance of defense, the wax still ever so slowly melting down the candle as if it were a koala slowly munching away at a leaf. He cleared his throat as he pounded his chest whilst doing so. "Who goes there?" called out Jojo in a wary tone, into the pitch-black darkness of the room, hoping to get some sort of resp0nse back, but then half hoping not, so that he could be relieved and continue his research in peace.

Suddenly, as he took a deep sigh of calm relief, Jojo turned around to reach out for that book he had his eye on just a short moment ago. But what happened after he picked up the book and dusted it off briskly, Jonathan dropped the book in a surprised shock as the door slammed open, causing some of the piled-up book-stacks to tumble a bit. He froze. Jojo, even only just knowing him for such a short time at this point, could still recognise such footsteps with ease. It was him. The man who was the perfect depiction of scum and evil in its purest. Dio was slowly creeping up behind him, pacing as if he were a cheetah approaching its prey. As the footsteps came to an abrupt halt, Jojo felt a little touch on his shoulder, before then being forced into his grasp with both of Dio's hands around Jojo's waist, pulling him right next to him, body-to-body contact. Dio nibbled Jonathan's ear slightly, and then whispered as if he were some sort of heavenly being from above, a voice that could soothe any man no matter how many sins he had committed, a voice of truly seductive evil. "Jonathan... No, Jojo... I'm sure you're w0ndering what the deal with me for the past week has been, no?" murmured Dio softly into the ear of Jonathan, now caressing his cheek with a devilish grin that was masked by the shadows that cast over the room due to the dark atmosphere. 

"Jojo... I'll take everything you have. That includes YOU. I can read you so easily, Jojo. You've always thought about what a low-down scum I must be, correct? How if you didn't fight for Erina's honour, you'd always be living in my shadow..." said Dio in a tone of susurration. Dio then proceeded to roughly toss Jonathan onto the floor, crushing his head with his foot as if he were dominating a mountain, or brutally punishing a dog that had been misbehaving. "Jojo, I'll teach you that you already ARE under my shadow." exclaimed Dio in a quiet yet cocky voice, kicking Jonathan's crotch-region as he turned to see the book that lay near Jonathan's head. Dio took hold of the almost burned-out candle, and knelt down with it t0 closer inspect what the book was. He scoffed once he realised Jojo was just doing some late-night research, since Dio had figured that Jonathan would most likely be down here at such a time of day if he wasn't laying adrift in sleep in his room. "You really are a book, Jojo... One that is wide open..." snickered Dio, pinning down the still fear-stifled Jonathan onto the fine carpet, ripping off both of their jackets, unbuttoning the shirt that covered up the fine build of the Joestar. It wasn't long before Dio then unzipped the pants of Jonathan, only to reveal a rather large, bulbous cock for their age. "D-Dio! You scum, stop... This is weird, we are family!" screamed Jojo in anger and embarrassment, as Dio began to feel Jonathan's now erect dick. "Your body tells me otherwise~" hummed Dio casually, as he began to roll his tongue around the huge male genital. Once Dio has given Jonathan's cock a thorough licking, he towered over Jojo, casting an even larger shadow then there was before, if that was even possible. "Right in my shadow, just like I said!" boasted Dio, before retaliating to the fight that Jonathan was putting up to get out of this position.

"W-We're too young!! And this is wrong, the first one to touch my body should have been Erina..." wailed Jojo, his emerald-green eyes now twinkling like a crystalline object as tears began to well up, moonlight seeping through the clouds and being directed toward the window in which the raping was taking place, Jonathan's face of agony and disgust now fully visible. Despite Jojo's desperate cries of reasoning, his body was completely turned on, and there was no way that he could fight back the indescribable feeling 0f pleasure that he was receiving by having his body toyed with by Dio. Dio, after he had licked a few sensitive spots, stuck in his penis without any warning. "I hate to admit it Jojo, but yours is impressive and rather large. But that d0esn't mean you get to have the fun~" panted Dio in an erotic t0ne, beginning to thrust and move around whilst inserted inside of Jonathan's body. Jonathan's reactions on the other hand, was purely built up with huge moans and groans of pleasure and agony, as if he were a masochist. These moans were followed by immense sweat, a downpour of tears, and eventually, as if they were both magically in sync somehow, they both came at the same time. Dio paused his rough ways for a moment, knelt down closer to Jonathan, and delivered a light, heartfelt kiss. No forceful tongue action, no cock being shoved in afterwards, all that was said after was; "Jojo... You really are easy to read."

The end.