Star Struck (JJBA x Reader Oneshots) [COMPLETED]

Fugo Pannacotta | Misunderstandings

FEMALE READER ANGST/LEMON

REQUEST BY: eismyfavoriteletter

~ adult content and language warning ~

(Art is not mine cred to foomidori on twitter)

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We had another fight, and he was sleeping on the couch again. We always argue about the dumbest things, and ever since we moved in together its just gotten worse. Last week it was how to load the dishwasher, and tonight it was how we fold socks. I know it's his job that gets him like this, he just got taken out of his group that he's worked with since he started there, but I just wish we knew how to communicate.

I rolled over on the bed to my nightstand and turned on the light, grabbing my little book and adjusting my night shirt. Communication 101: How to Bring Understanding to the Table was written on the blue and purple cover. I cracked it open to the first page when I heard a knock at the bedroom door. Setting the book back on the side table, I got up with a small grunt.

Opening the door I was met with a slightly disheveled and shirtless Fugo. I raised my eyebrow with the obvious question: What is he doing?

"I- I'm sorry, for yelling earlier. I just-" he looked down, avoiding my eyes, "Please don't give me space. That's the last thing I want from you." He gently grabbed my wrist, not daring to look up.

"Fugo, look at me." His eyes hesitantly met mine. "Not everyone is out to get you, and we both have a lot to figure out," I closed my eyes and sighed as I continued, "but I want to figure it out with you."

I opened my eyes to see his shining in the dim light of the lamp. He pulled me close and buried his head in my neck. "Now stop making me want to kiss you and never stop." The words tumbled out before I could stop them, and he froze.

-lemon start-

His hands that were laced around my back slowly went to rest on my hips, his lips gently tracing my neck. "What was that, shortcake? Please say it again so I know you're sure."

I didn't oblige him with an answer as I pulled him to the bed by his hand. He began kissing down my neck and chest, nibbling here and there. "May I?" he rasped out, slipping his hands barely under my night shirt. With a nod he slid it off my (s/c) skin, kissing every inch as it was uncovered. As it was pulled over my head, he captured my lips in his and muffled my quiet whimpers with his deep ones.

He slipped off my underwear as my head softly hit the comforter. Without any warning he spread my legs wide and started eating like it was his last meal. My jaw dropped open and I couldn't stop the melodic moans that spilled out. He hummed along to my moans like it was music, pulling me closer as I tried my hardest not to buck my hips. 

"Mmm- Fugo~" I mumbled out, trying to get a grip on his hair. He pulled away, panting with a smirk. Moving closer to my neck he began mumbling sweet nothings against my skin until he got to my ear.

"Am I that good, shortcake?" he rasped quietly. I couldn't help but bring my body up to his, irritated by the feel of clothing against my bare skin.

With a quiet growl, I flipped us over on the bed leaving me on top. "Not as good as I am, honey," I taunt as I pull down his pants to find his thong. "Aww, you wore this just for me, baby?" His face slowly turns red as I trace along the edge of the fabric. "Hmm, I think we're gonna leave this on. You're just so cute in it~"

He moans lightly as I push the fabric over his bulge. Once his dick is out I hear him whimper from the cold. Without any hesitation I take it all in my mouth, humming when I hear his cute little noises.

I stop right before he's ready to cum, bringing myself up to his face, making sure his tip drags against my skin as I move up. "Ahn- N-not fair, shortcake," he grunts as he flips us back over and lines up to slide in. "You want this?" nodding to his throbbing dick, resting on my entrance.

I nod breathlessly, wiggling under him to feel more of him. With a sly smile he slammed his length into me, making me yell out in ecstasy. "AH! Fugo, more!" I hold his face in my hands as he pulls out almost all the way, slamming back in, over and over. "Gimme ah-all of you, baby. AH-All of it!"

He snickers at my needyness, but gives me all he has anyway. Moving faster and faster, slamming in over and over again. "You're mine, shortcake. No one will make you feel this good except me. Got it?" he demands, biting into my neck.

"Ah! I'm yours! Make-" I gasped as my back arched from how he was hitting my g-spot.

"R-Right there?" he gasped out from my grip. He picked up speed, hitting that spot over and over, with both of us getting closer and closer.

"I-I'm close" I moaned out.

"Me too" he grunted, "In or out?"

"I don't ca-ah-are, just let me cum!" He sped back up and came deep inside me, making my back arch back up as I came all over him, almost yelling out.

-lemon end-

After cleaning up a little, we both curled up in bed holding each other close. Fugo rolled over to turn off the lamp when he noticed my little book. "Communication 101? Why do you have this?" 

I looked up and then away, embarrassed. "W-well, I figured since a lot of our arguments start over misunderstandings or little things, maybe if I read up on how to communicate better we won't fight as much.

He sighed and pulled me close, kissing my forehead. "(Y/n), you don't have to put all the blame on yourself. I should read this just as much as you should." He turned my head to look at him and brushed the hair out of my  face, "You said we could figure it out together, so we will." 

He pulled me into a gentle kiss and turned off the lamp, lulling us both into some well needed sleep.