dance with partners
Title: dance with partners
Fandom: JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Diamond Is Unbreakable
Character(s): Josuke, Okuyasu, Kira, Shinobu
Pairing(s): Josuke/Okuyasu, Kira/Shinobu
Genre: Smut
Word Count: 520
Rating: R
Warnings: None
Summary: A few NSFW request fics.
Notes: So I opened up my Tumblr ask box for short smut requests! They're honestly too short to even be separate chapters, imo.
Josuke/Okuyasu
They’re young, and the limits of their experience are getting themselves off. Okuyasu’s grip gets too tight when he’s nervous, and Josuke complains that he can’t have Crazy Diamond punch himself in the dick so watch what you’re doing man, but he understands. It’s weird, coming at it from the other direction, and it’s weird having somebody other than you making faces and breathing hard with every stroke.
It’s weird, but it’s not bad. Right now there’s no one he’d rather do this with than Okuyasu, who won’t judge him if it doesn’t take half as long as Josuke would like for him to get off, or if he’s awkward and fumbling and his kisses are more sloppy than deep. Okuyasu is in the same boat as him.
He trusts Okuyasu to have his back in any fight, and he trusts just as much that being sprawled out on a bed together after the afterglow has faded won’t make their friendship awkward, because nothing will.
Kira/Shinobu
Shinobu Kawajiri has beautiful hands.
Kira may not be able to act upon his full desires: he would certainly draw suspicion if he were to kill her so soon. Living with a woman with such lovely fingers day after day is pure torture to him, and he has to do something soon or he’ll snap completely.
Maybe… he can satisfy himself just a little.
It’s late in the evening when he approaches Shinobu, who is sitting on the bed reading a novel. Gently, he takes the book from her hands and sets it aside, before lifting one of her hands to his lips.
“Dear…?” she asks, with sudden redness in her face.
Her skin is soft, the shape and length of her fingers elegant. He kisses her hand with all the affection he would bestow on any of his girlfriends, mapping with his tongue the skin up to the wrist before switching to her other hand.
Shinobu rests her palm on his cheek for a moment. Her hands are warmer than he’s used to, and when that lovely hand moves to unbutton his shirt, it gives him shivers.
He doesn’t care where she has her hands as long as they’re where he can see and feel them. That they trail down his chest and slip into his pants is fine with him- no, it’s more than fine, feeling exquisitely the motion of her hand and the slide of her skin against him.
His own hands are not nearly so fine as a woman’s, nor the rest of her so beautiful as her hands, but he has a part to play as a husband, and Shinobu isn’t too loud when he reaches to undo her dress for her. Even when he’s rubbing her with his fingertips, her moans are soft, and she keeps stroking him through her own pleasure.
Kira finishes with a quiet gasp of Shinobu’s name, and she clings to him as she comes to climax herself.
Now that he’s done, the urge to strangle her has all but disappeared. Instead, he feels… content as she pulls him down to sleep by her side.
Fandom: JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Diamond Is Unbreakable
Character(s): Josuke, Okuyasu, Kira, Shinobu
Pairing(s): Josuke/Okuyasu, Kira/Shinobu
Genre: Smut
Word Count: 520
Rating: R
Warnings: None
Summary: A few NSFW request fics.
Notes: So I opened up my Tumblr ask box for short smut requests! They're honestly too short to even be separate chapters, imo.
They’re young, and the limits of their experience are getting themselves off. Okuyasu’s grip gets too tight when he’s nervous, and Josuke complains that he can’t have Crazy Diamond punch himself in the dick so watch what you’re doing man, but he understands. It’s weird, coming at it from the other direction, and it’s weird having somebody other than you making faces and breathing hard with every stroke.
It’s weird, but it’s not bad. Right now there’s no one he’d rather do this with than Okuyasu, who won’t judge him if it doesn’t take half as long as Josuke would like for him to get off, or if he’s awkward and fumbling and his kisses are more sloppy than deep. Okuyasu is in the same boat as him.
He trusts Okuyasu to have his back in any fight, and he trusts just as much that being sprawled out on a bed together after the afterglow has faded won’t make their friendship awkward, because nothing will.
Shinobu Kawajiri has beautiful hands.
Kira may not be able to act upon his full desires: he would certainly draw suspicion if he were to kill her so soon. Living with a woman with such lovely fingers day after day is pure torture to him, and he has to do something soon or he’ll snap completely.
Maybe… he can satisfy himself just a little.
It’s late in the evening when he approaches Shinobu, who is sitting on the bed reading a novel. Gently, he takes the book from her hands and sets it aside, before lifting one of her hands to his lips.
“Dear…?” she asks, with sudden redness in her face.
Her skin is soft, the shape and length of her fingers elegant. He kisses her hand with all the affection he would bestow on any of his girlfriends, mapping with his tongue the skin up to the wrist before switching to her other hand.
Shinobu rests her palm on his cheek for a moment. Her hands are warmer than he’s used to, and when that lovely hand moves to unbutton his shirt, it gives him shivers.
He doesn’t care where she has her hands as long as they’re where he can see and feel them. That they trail down his chest and slip into his pants is fine with him- no, it’s more than fine, feeling exquisitely the motion of her hand and the slide of her skin against him.
His own hands are not nearly so fine as a woman’s, nor the rest of her so beautiful as her hands, but he has a part to play as a husband, and Shinobu isn’t too loud when he reaches to undo her dress for her. Even when he’s rubbing her with his fingertips, her moans are soft, and she keeps stroking him through her own pleasure.
Kira finishes with a quiet gasp of Shinobu’s name, and she clings to him as she comes to climax herself.
Now that he’s done, the urge to strangle her has all but disappeared. Instead, he feels… content as she pulls him down to sleep by her side.