Star Struck (JJBA x Reader Oneshots) [COMPLETED]

Jotaro Kujo | Drunken Truths

FEMALE WIFE!READER LEMON

Requested by @Faaria04

~adult content and language warning~

(Art is not mine cred to akei0710 on twitter)

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I sat down on the couch, staring at the ceiling. My daughter is in jail and my husband, if he still is my husband, is who the hell knows where. I can't help but feel my heart break a little more as I admit it, feeling a few years fall down the sides of my face.

The knocking on the door startled me out of my spiral and I stumbled to my feet, wiping away my tears. Shuffling to the door, I glance at the clock and see it's almost 11 at night. Who in the hell? I peak through the peep hole to see the last person I thought I'd see.

Jotaro?

I open the door slowly in borderline disbelief, staring at him. He looked up from his feet, staggering slightly. His eyes were unfocused and he swayed on the porch.

"Hey." His deep voice slurred as he struggled to rub his eyes.

"What are you doing here?" I tried not to let any of the hope or excitement leak into my voice. "I thought you had imperative mission of some sort in Tokyo."

"Can I um- can I come in? I- I have a lot to-hic- say." He looked me in the eyes and I caved, stepping aside and letting him stumble in. I guided him to the couch, knowing he wouldn't be able to stand for much longer. I sat him on one side of the couch and took the other for myself, leaving a cushion between us.

"I'm listening," I state as coldly as I could, hurting just as much as I'm hoping.

"I'm sorry," he said as he looked into my eyes. His eyes, the ones that reminded you of the Clearwater coast, the ones I fell in love with, were filled with so much pain. "I should have never left. I missed so much. I- I miss you, (Y/n). I fucked up." His voice slowly stopped slurring, but tears began to pool instead. "I fucked up so, so bad. But- but I left the job to my assistant so I could come home." He blinked and tears began to fall. "I lost one person who meant the world to me, I don't want it to happen again. I don't want to lose my wife. I don't want to lose my daughter. I can't lose my family. I'd- I just can't." He began to stare into the cushions and I couldn't see his face behind his hat.

As his shoulders started shaking I slowly brought him into my arms, knowing that he was hurting. He had always put Kakyoin on such a high pedestal, but I never knew that he was putting me and Jolyne right next to him. I slipped off his hat and he buried his head into my chest just like he used to. He always said it was because it was soft, but he never failed to put his ear over my heart. His breathing calmed down and he tightened his grip on my waist, pulling me into his lap.

"I- I never say this enough, but I love you (Y/n). Koishiteru, watashi no kokoro." My eyes widened. I don't know a lot of Japanese but, koishiteru was a special word you only say to the one you want to spend the rest of your life with, wasn't it? He gently placed his hand on my cheek, rubbing along my cheekbone. Slowly, he brought his lips to mine, kissing me softly.

"I- I love you too, Jotaro." My own eyes started to tear up, making him panic.

"Wait- you weren't supposed to cry! Oh no, ah shimata. Kussou! Ore wa aho dana. Gomennee, (Y/n). Nakanaide," he rambled in his native tongue, making me laugh.

"Jotaro, take a breath. I have no idea what you're saying." He blinked twice and reddened, clearing his throat. "I'm not sad crying, I- I'm just happy you're home." I smile at him, closing my eyes as a few tears slip out.

~lemon~

He surprised me with a passionate kiss on the lips, acting as though he would die if he didn't make me forget my own name. He teasingly bit my lip, rubbing my hip with his thumb. Finally separating for air, he brushed my leftover tears away.

"I know I'm drunk." I raise an eyebrow, wondering where he's going with this. "I know this, but I still want to give you as much love as I can. Right now. I don't want to wait." I sit there in stunned silence, surprised at his words. "Can we?"

I nod, bringing his lips down to mine. "Yes, I would love to." As my lips meet his I leave them open. He soon figures this out and lets his tongue roam around, exploring the old territory that has always been his. He slowly moves down, leaving a sloppy trail of kisses across my cheek and down the side of my neck, and finds my sweat spot with ease. I let out a small whimper as he lightly bites down and kisses along the tender area.

"I've missed your cute little noises," he hummed against my skin, rolling his tongue over the fresh bite mark. "I can't wait to hear more."

He throws off his jacket as quickly as he could, his shirt following shortly after. Then, painfully slow, he begins slipping his hands under my shirt. Inching along my abdomen, he kissed the bits of skin that were uncovered as he pushed it up. When it finally came off, he realized that I didn't have a bra on, and immediately got to work, kneading and kissing each breast.

I couldn't help the sighs and small moans that slipped out, feeling almost twice as good since it had been so long. He latched on to my nipple and began rubbing the other, slowly lowering us to lay against the cushions. He switched as he began tugging at my pants causing me to shift so that he could get them off easier and before I knew it I was naked under him. He slipped his own pants off and kissed me all over, not stopping until he had touched every inch of skin, finally hovering over my most sensitive spot.

"Don't hold back, I wanna hear every little moan," he purred, sending a spark through my core. He slowly dragged his index finger along the length of my womanhood, almost like he was savoring the feeling of it. Just that one pass sent shivers up my spine, but he didn't stop there. He slowly slid his finger back down and inserted it and then added his middle finger, then his ring finger. I couldn't stop the noises that started streaming out in time with his movements.

"Jo- Jotaro!" I struggled to bring my hands to his face, slowly pulling his face to mine. Gasping, I finally put myself together enough to whimper out, "Jotaro, put-ah- put it in. I need you." My core began to tighten and he pulled his fingers out before it could do anything more. Panting, I waited for him to line up his member that's size still concerned me, even after being married for almost 20 years.

"Are you ready?" I looked into his eyes and nodded, words clearly failing me. As he roughly slammed into me he moaned, catching me off guard. "Fuck, you're so tight." He's never vocal during sex, must be the alcohol. He bent his head down to my neck and started kissing along my collarbone, snapping out of my curiosity-induced daze, making me remember all of the sensations I was feeling. The feeling of the man I love over me, the intense pleasure coming from my core, his soft lips, all of it crashing down on me.

"Jotaro! I'm gonna-" he cut me off with a kiss, making my breath hitch as I tightened around him. He kept going, trying to get to his climax, but I was still overly sensitive from mine. My mouth wouldn't shut if I tried and I was too overwhelmed to stop the whimpers that poured from my lips. He got bigger and bigger inside me and groaned out in a tone that I didn't think he had.

"Inside?" he grunted, looking into my unfocused eyes for a response. I struggled out a 'yeah' of sorts and he slammed in as deep as he could, filling me to the brim. The over-stimulation and the feeling of his seed filling me caused a second climax for me, making me see white.

~lemon end~

He nearly collapsed on top of me, weakly grabbing at the blanket on the back of the couch. He shifted me on top of him as he placed the warm blanket over our exhausted bodies. I nestled into his chest, praying that tonight wasn't just drunken desires.

I need it to be the truth.