The Sleeping Siren (Jotaro X Reader)

Ch. 21: Kakyoin the Bastard

Dr. Netheridge could not have given me better advice. What she told me was the key to the best relationships and I took it like a greedy thief.
I practically skipped to Kakyoin's room, content to talk to him. I'm not sure if Kakyoin is over what happened last night, and I want to clear things up with him and overall fix everything. From now on I don't think I should be with Jotaro, if it makes Kakyoin act up the way he is then it's for the best.
I knock twice on the door and an angry muffled no replies from the other side. "Kakyoin, I want to talk to you."
"No," he replies agian.
I groan, and my mood changes like that, "c'mon stop being a baby?"
When I impatiently open the door the image before me makes me go stiff and I realize the he was anything but angry and that I probably should've obeyed when he told me not to come in. His hand is under his blanket and... it grosses me out to even think about what he's doing. My stomach recoils in an instant, and I look away, "I'm sorry, I can come by later," my face is hot with embarrassment and I'm rushing to close the door but Kakyoin's already there to interfere.
My face gets hotter and I just want him to let me leave, "since you're here, could you help me?" His face is blushed but it's not for the same reason as me. He takes his hand and caresses my cheek, and thank God it wasn't the one under his blanket. I don't have the chance to protest when he brings his face to mine and kisses me. It was only a peck but it was desperate and sensual enough to tell me that he doesn't want help with anything other than sex.
He wraps his arm around my waist and shuts the door for me, "thank's babe," BABE! he called me babe! My heart skips and I'm too nervous to speak. He's never called me any pet names before and before right now I've never been called babe by someone I like!
I'm still rigid when he presses against me on the wall and eats my lips and mouth and explores my face and neck with his lips, I shiver when he blows on a hickey he left on me and he chuckles at my reaction. "K-Kakyoin, I-I've never done this before, can you r-relax."
He stops, and I don't know if I've made him mad. He scoffs, "relax?" He pulls me closer to him and leans me more into the wall, and puts his fore head to mine, "do you feel how hard I am?" His breathing is aggressive as he's being assertive, I'm more flustered then I am turned on by him. My face is at scalding heats I've never been to before other than when I was sick, and my gut is crazy, I can feel him, feel him through his boxers.
He sounds like he's about to decombust, "I need you so bad, I need you, all of you," he needs me? He reaches under my shirt and fumbles with my bra until he impatiently just rips the fragile hooks apart and breaks them and drops them to the floor.
My muscles flinch, "Kakyoin! That was expen-" he kisses me before I can finish and this time his toungue explores my mouth.
His body is burning up under his shirt and he pulls apart from the kiss, "I'll buy you a better one."
He kisses me again and guides me to the bed before laying me down on it and crawling over me. "God Y/n, I've wanted to do this to you for so long," and he kisses me agian.
He moves his hands to take off my shirt, but I panic and break our kiss, "Kakyoin, I-I don't know if I want to do this."
"Awe, but baby," he desperately begs and my body reacts, "do it for me, please? Can you do that for me?"
Although my gut rejects the idea, but I contemplate it before sighing, "okay," I say and he smirks.
"Thank you baby," and he takes my shirt off.

I'm exhausted and my head hurts when we finish. Next to me Kakyoin is sound asleep. I hope this session means he doesn't think I had sex with Jotaro.
I don't know how I'm going to get to my room without my bra. I can't wear it, and if I carry it I'll be embarrassed. I was told that everyone who works for the SWF are non-stand users, maybe if I have my stand carry it around for me I can just say it's some floating bra following me around. In the end I decided to leave it. With Kakyoin's sex drive I'm sure he'll have more use for it then I will anyway.
I close the door behind me want to collapse. I wasn't too happy having sex with Kakyoin, he never helped me climax, came on my leg, and fell alseep right after, I had to clean myself up with a shower. I feel like I should be mad at him, but I feel so much more miserable and worn rather than mad, but I think the worse part is that Kakyoin and I didn't talk. I'm actually more irritated about that then the sex.
I drag myself down the corridors, replaying our thirty minute session. None of it felt real, if anything I think the dreams felt more real than that, and I refer to that in a bad way.
I'm pinching my nose bridge when I'm called, "Y/n?" I look behind me to see it's Jotaro.
I rub my eyes when I close them. I swore to myself that I wouldn't talk to him, but I think it'd be more of a cunt move to not tell him and do that. Despite that, I think I don't want to ghost him, "hey, what's up?" My voice is groggy and from my groaning and panting I was doing not too long ago.
"You don't sound too hot? You okay?"
I nod, "yeah, just need to walk it off," I reply and Jotaro grabs my shoulder.
"Tell me what's up, you sound like death?"
I groan, "I feel like death." Jotaro walks with me, more concerned and confused by my reply.
"Y/n, what happened with you and Kakyoin? Did you fight?"
I sigh and rub my neck, "no, we just were..." I look for the right words, maybe even a lie, but I'm too tired and just decide to be frank, "we had sex, and I wasn't that big of a fan."
He raises his eyebrows, "you lost your virginity?" I lost my virginity. It finally sinks in what just happened and I feel so much more stressed.
"Yeah," is all I can manage. What have I done? I wanted to wait till I was legal, so I can talk about it with my mom, and gossip the way daughters and moms do with each other about boys and sex. Wanted to talk to her about the person I wanted to raise a family with and live with. I shove my palms into my sore eyes for the pressure. How could I have done this? Betray myself... but it's for Kakyoin I remember, one my life's main dedications right now.
Jotaro puts a comforting hand on my shoulder, "are you okay?" No. I'm not okay. I didn't want to have sex with him. Didn't want to do the things he absolutely insisted that I do. And I did it for him.
My nose burns to prepare me for my tears and my lip trembles. I shouldn't cry over something like this, he's my boyfriend, having sex is just what boyfriend's and girlfriend's do. "I-I'm fine," I swallow the itch in my throat that wants to cry out the truth, but I'm sure that Jotaro can tell I'm lying, I hope he can because my instincts want me to lie to my grave.
He sighs, "let's go to your room," I nod, instantly knowing that Jotaro doesn't want Kakyoin to know we're together.
When we get to my room Kakyoin sits us on my bed, "tell me what happened," and that's when the tears come.
"I told him," my voice is fragile, "I-I told him I wasn't sure if I wanted to," Jotaro listens, and the more I speak the more irritated he becomes, "he t-told me to do it for him, and that he needed me to," the way he held down my hips I remember, the way he went so aggressively on me, I shed a tear and asked him to relax when I was at my breaking point, and he told me to endure it for him.
My tears roll down faster and I can't stop the shiver in my heart. This is what boyfriend's do with their girlfriend's though, they have sex. I don't know what to think though, with what Dr. Netheridge told me earlier, and what Kakyoin told me. Maybe this is just how he is, but the Dr. said that both people have to have a center of balance, a balance that allows them both to have comfort with eachother, and right now I'm having a hard time finding that balance.
I don't want to bother Jotaro, and so I grab my pillow. It's terrible, cold and unliving, nothing like a person with blood and life and generosity. Jotaro's features are dark and unforgiving, "what else happened?" He asks as calmly as a hungry snake.
I hiccup and wipe my tears, "well, at... at some point he went really hard and I told him to calm down a bit and he told me to just take it."
Jotaro chuckles. Not a funny chuckle, not a awkward chuckle, a dark and deep and maniacal sound, the sound you'd hear a psychotic killer make before they muffled your screams and tortured you to death. Jotaro stands suddenly, "I'm going to kill that bastard."
I panic and grab his coat, "please, don't, I-I'll talk him through it, I-I'll tell him not to next time!"
He looks at me contemplative, unsure if he should just leave it to me or bash Kakyoin's face in during his sleep. I sigh, "please don't go," I say honestly. It goes against my instincts to bother him for the millionth time to stay with me but I can't, I can't have my brain turn over my thoughts over and over and over agian like a growing snowball before it becomes too much. I feel like I'm going to break, "I want you to stay, just for a little bit."
He sighs and it's only a little bit of begging that makes him forget his murderous urge and he gets back in bed agian. I'm so relieved when he does, like that snowball was melted way instantly and my heart had been lifted by it's cold curse. He lays on his back, and I immediately see the invitation and I lay half way on him and half way off. When I settle down he combs my hair with his hand and I listen to his heart beat. It's calm and collected and full of life. My breathing is finally even and my crying stops when I talk, "we should lay like this more."
He takes a deep breath and let's it go and my head rises and falls with his chest, "I like this too."

The sun was barely setting the last time I saw it, but yet I still fell asleep.