JJBA x Reader - Oneshots

Just this once - P1! Dio Brando x Rouge! Reader

im a filthy hisoka and dio kinnie lmao oops
highkey I love this design of dio like, I feel like it really brings out he looks like he smells like absolute dogshit
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    "With all due respect, Brando, I would suggest you treating me with a little more respect."

     You've heard and stories. The infamous 'Joestar Mansion' going up in flames, how one of the children slaughtered a cop and turned up missing. You've heard a lot of bizarre stories in your line of work, but truly, nothing like this. Seriously? Vampires? You really didn't know what to expect at this point.

    "Ah.. My apologies, mon cher..." His low, sultry voice spoke out, the sharp eyed male staring at you from the place he was sitting at. "I simply have... a bit of a request, for someone of your stature." His voice surrounded you, fueling the chills this dark room was giving you. You've done a lot of work in your time, just to get by, but THIS was seriously something. With a steadying breathe, you swallowed down the rock of unease in your throat, your eyes narrowing as you took a few steps forward, standing just before the seated male, holding a red rose in his hand with a sly grin on his face, fangs lightly peaking from behind his top lip.

   "My work isn't something to be taken lightly, Dio." You spoke, your voice holding a sharp edge to it as you stared down your nose at him, eyes flashing a bit. "Especially something of this standard. Surely, if you were that threatened by Jonathan Joestar and his group, you could deal with it yourself, if you were strong enough, hm?" You were walking a fine line, just on the brink of life and death itself. You were managing to perfectly balance on that rope, taking daring steps each time you spoke.

     With a soft huff, the male before you pulled himself up from his 'throne' walking before you. You didn't dare move a step, now that you've gotten this far, you really think you can pull back now? You felt a sharp nail lightly poke the male of your neck, causing your eyes to meet the male before you, his ruby gaze catching yours. You stayed stiff as he trailed his nail up your neck, almost in an agonizingly slow manor. You felt the hairs on the back of your neck stand up, goosebumps covering your arms as you swallowed again.

   "You see, I feel that you have the potential to take down his little... goons, at the very least." His sultry voice spoke as his nail trailed along your jawline, his gaze never breaking yours, and you not daring to look away, for your own pride. "Will A. Zeppeli, and Robert E.O Speedwagon." His voice spoke on, the nail trailing up your chin to the corner of your mouth, before tugging your lip down slightly. You brought your hand, grabbing ahold of his wrist and trying to tug it away from your face, to no avail. His hand was stuck to your face, his arm feeling like a metal beam as you tried to pull it away. His other hand grasped your wrist, moving closer to you as his face drew closer to yours, his hot, copper-scented breath surrounding your senses, making you scrunch your nose up a bit.

    "You're a hamon user yourself, correct?" He spoke calmly, lightly tugging your lip down as he draws closer to you. You knew speaking would go through one ear and out the other, so you simply nodded, breathing in deeply, your back faintly cracking as you did so. "I have faith in you, (Y/N)... I'm almost certain you can take down at least one of them." He smirked lightly, running his tongue over his bottom lip as he still held your gaze, only breaking it for his eyes to dart down to your parted lips, before returning to your eyes. His other hand trailed to your hip, gently placing his hand over it and pulling your body closer to his.

   "I do respect you." His voice was suddenly much firmer as he held your gaze much more intensely. "You are a very powerful character, my dear.. I would even say you almost rival me." His hand gently cupped your cheek, as he drew closer to you, his lips brushing yours as you felt your ears and shoulders heat up a bit at the close contact, breathing out slowly against his lips as your eyes lidded, framing your face perfectly. "I have the upmost faith in you, my beauty.." You felt like you couldn't breathe, before you spoke up for yourself yet again, pulling back very slightly.

   "What is in it for me if I do it? As charming as you are... you're not quite handsome enough to do anything for free." You spoke with a bit of a bite in your tone, a sly smirk on your face as Dio hummed, clearly interested by the attitude you have proposed to him.  He slid his hand down to your neck, his two nails lightly poking at your neck, his hot breath surrounding your senses once again as his nails dig into your hip, pulling you closer to him once again. "Ah, dear.." he began, stroking your neck as he whispered to you, "Trust me, you will have the respect of anyone who dares to appose you. You can be a leader, alongside me."

    You narrowed your eyes a bit, before breathing out slowly. "Then consider it done." You finally spoke, confirming that your job would be completed. The blonde vampire gave a grin, his lips pressing to your forehead in a small, brief kiss, his hand returning to your cheek and making you face him properly, whispering just in front of your lips. "Do not let me down, my love.." You huffed at the small nickname, before Dio took your hand into his, bringing your knuckles to his lips, maintaining the tense eye contact as he presses a kiss of respect, and affection, to your hand. Slowly, you drew your hand away, stepping back, and then towards the door, feeling the eyes of Dio burning into your back.

    Once you left the room, you placed your fingers gingerly around the hilt of the dagger attached to your thigh. Maybe just this once, you could be a little selfish with the job you've taken. Just this once, you can indulge yourself in the disease of affection, and desire.

    You'll take at least one of them out, that's for sure. And you will take your time in making sure the job is complete properly. The easiest option seems to be that Zeppeli. A strong hamon user, yes, but nobody can escape the chase of old age. It's been a while, so why don't we take our time with hunting down people of this type.

    Just this once, right?

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Then you proceeded to absolutely body barron. The end.
Look at you go, you badass motherfucker.