Star Struck (JJBA x Reader Oneshots) [COMPLETED]

Prosciutto | Done Dirty

GENDER NEUTRAL READER LEMON/ANGST

Requested by @Tuna_Nuna_Mituna

~adult content and language warning~

(Art is not mine cred to Mayd_ay on twitter)

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THUD

I dropped the bag of pastries I had brought to my boyfriend's house at the sight of him slowly waking up in his bed. The fact that he was in bed wasn't the thing that made me drop them. No, it was the fact that there was a, most likely naked, brunette laying on my side of the bed. He looked up, sleep still clear in his features, and I watched the horror slowly seep in. He looked to the brunette that was still sound asleep, then the bag on the floor, then to me. He stood up to defend himself, but only sealed his grave with the lipstick stains on his abdomen and the fact that he stepped on her bra.

My eyes glared daggers into his soul as I spoke barely over a whisper, "You bastard. I can't believe you." His face sunk and he stepped forward, only for me to turn and walk out. He didn't even call out. Silence ricocheted through the house, only broken by the cars on the street once I opened the door.

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A week. It's been a goddamn week of radio silence from that ass. I'm-

The ringing of the doorbell snapped me out my thoughts. Grumbling, I open the door and glare at whoever was there when my face dropped at the sight of the ass that's been plaguing my consciousness since last Sunday. 

"Why the fuck are you here?" I spat, irritated at the fact he dared show his face.

"I would like to explain myself, but I don't really want the neighbors to listen in." I shake my head at his usual cold, formal tone. I mumble a 'whatever' and let him in, walking to the kitchen and getting two glasses of water. He followed me in and watched me as I placed his glass on the counter next to him.

I back up a few steps, look him in the eyes and say what I've been thinking since I got home that morning. "Why didn't you just say you didn't love me?"

"Wh- what?"

"You know I always come in the mornings on Sunday. It's your only day off, so I grab those muffins you love and my (f/breakfast pastry) from the bakery on the corner and we spend almost the entire day together. I can't think of any other reason that you picked that night to cheat on me other than you forgetting I existed, or that you couldn't tell me so you had to show me." My eyes started tearing up and I angrily wiped them away.

"I- I can explain-" he started, stalling so he could process.

"Then why didn't you, oh I don't know, that day? But, I waited. I sat here and told myself that it was a mix-up. That those red marks were from a fight. That you were letting that girl sleep there out of your good heart. That- That it was all a mix up!" I took a breath and sighed.

"It was, I swear!" He looked desperate to tell me a story, but I had to get this off my chest.

"Then why the fuck didn't you come explain? You let me sit here and stew. Overthinking, jumping to any conclusion that made sense, for a whole ass week no less, and I was just about to give myself some closure and say I was done." I looked at him, dead in the face and said, "I'm still this," pausing to display my almost touching fingers, "close to being done."

"(Y/n), you know my work, you know I can't tell you all of it, but if your fine with a vague summary," he trailed off, looking to me, waiting for a nod of approval. Over the two years we've been together, I've surmised he's a hitman of sorts and most likely working for the mafia, so I nodded. 

"Well, she was a... client of sorts, and I needed information. She's notorious for not saying a word until she's invested. I was the only one she was interested in so I didn't really have a choice. Long story short, she's not in the picture anymore, even a little bit. I didn't come explain because in order for everything to work she couldn't know I was in a prior relationship." I stared into his eyes and searched for any sign he was lying. Nothing. It's the truth. "And I would have explained it to you if my boss hadn't sworn me to secrecy and was basically breathing down my neck the entire time." I realize that through his explanation he had inched closer to me, close enough to place his hand on my cheek.

Subconsciously, I lean into his palm, soaking up his subtle affection like a sponge. "You know I'm still a little angry at you right?" He nodded, but smiled slightly.

"Would you be ok with me trying to make it up to you?" I raise an eyebrow in curiosity. "Well, I mean," he paused, now talking lowly into my ear, "I would like it if you could erase her from my memory. I missed you last week and I would hate to miss another because of that woman." I could feel the vibrations of his voice travel down my spine, causing me to shudder. "Hmm? Do you enjoy when I talk to you like this?" I slowly turn red, realizing he picked up on the amount of pleasure I get from him being this close.

"Just kiss me already, you ass."

~lemon~

He pulled away just enough so he could trail his lips across my cheek, slowly kissing from the corner of my mouth to a full kiss. His soft, well cared for lips pressed against my slightly chapped ones and I gradually melted into him, wrapping my arms around his waist. He pressed my lower back into the edge of the counter and swiftly placed me on top of it. Casually slipping his hand under my shirt, he pulled my lower back to him and pressed his lips along my neck. A small sigh escapes my lips as I pull his hair ties out, letting them fall to the side. His hair falls loosely around his chin and shoulders making him look softer.

"Should we go into the bedroom, or should we dirty up the counters a little?" he practically purrs with a smirk.

"I have cleaning spray for a reason, don't worry about it," I respond in an low voice, winking at him. A blush spreads on his cheeks as he ducks to my collarbone, leaving a trail of sloppy kisses. He decides to speed up a bit, nearly ripping off my shirt and pants, leaving me in just my underwear on the counter. "This isn't fair, now is it?" I whine out.

He chuckles as he starts unbuttoning his blazer that he always wears, then his shirt, inching them off his shoulders. Carefully, he places them on the other side of the kitchen, taking off his pants and putting them in one pile. Before he turns back to me, he paused, slowly sliding his underwear down. "Care to help me fully forget?" My face burned, knowing exactly what he was insinuating.

I slipped off the counter and slinked to him as he turned around. He smirked, letting me have a full view of him and his member. I gulped as I kneeled in front of him, gently gripping it, feeling it pulse slightly. I looked into his eyes as I kissed the tip, enjoying his red face and his small smile. I slowly licked the underside before taking in the tip, then lower, and lower, slowly taking in the entirety of it despite it's length. As I swirled my tongue around his member, adding friction, I relished in his open and loud moans. He slowly ran his fingers through my hair when I felt him slowly reach his end. I pulled my mouth away, running my hands up his abs as I stood up.

"Why'd you stop?" he whined, missing the feeling of my warmth.

"Well, you said you needed to forget, right? Just that isn't going to change a thing," I purred, pulling him to the floor, gently laying him down. I stood in front of him and slipped off my underwear, giving him the sight of me fully naked before crawling over him, almost like a predator over it's pray.

"What-" I cut him off with a kiss, letting him slowly melt into the situation before pulling away, lining him up at my entrance. His red face gave away that he wouldn't forget the face I made as I slid him in, biting my lip and sighing at the feeling of him filling me. He groaned out as I began moving, tensing under me. I leaned back as I placed my hands on his thighs, openly whining out at the pleasure radiating through my core. He groaned out, "I'm gonna cum! (Y-Y/N)!"

"Go ahead, fill me up! Prosciutto!" I call out as he released into me, filling me up and making my insides throb. I came shortly after, leaning forward from the intensity. I slowly flop onto him and pull him out, feeling our cum against our skin. Slowing my panting I chuckle out, "I bet you won't be forgetting that for a while."

~lemon end~