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a hand that isn't yours
Title: a hand that isn't yours
Fandom: JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Diamond Is Unbreakable
Character(s): Okuyasu, Josuke
Pairing(s): Josuke/Okuyasu
Genre: Fluff/Smut
Word Count: 840
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None
Summary: Josuke and Okuyasu's first time, plus their Stands.
Notes: Posting these in groups of five! Sorry for the spam. Prompt: "Josuke/Okuyasu, first time - both too nervous to go all out themselves they experiment with their stands instead."
The idea was Okuyasu’s.
He’d managed kissing all right over the weeks, with some degree of awkwardness that hadn’t yet gone away completely. He’d even gotten used to casual groping that didn’t go anywhere.
But, staring intently at hem of Josuke’s shirt and his exposed stomach, eventually he had to admit… “I dunno if I’m ready for this.”
Josuke nodded and pulled his shirt back down again. “...Yeah, me neither, honestly. You want to watch TV instead?” he asked.
It was tempting. Okuyasu knew he wouldn’t even be upset with him for it. But even though he wasn’t ready to go all the way yet, he was still worked up, and he wanted to do something about it.
The lightbulb went off in his head.
“Josuke, you can feel what your Stand feels, can’tcha? Same as me and the Hand?” he asked, just to make sure.
“Sure I can, but what does that have to do with anything?” asked Josuke, one eyebrow raised.
“Well, if I had the Hand out, and you had Crazy Diamond out, and they were doing stuff… I’d be okay with that.”
That was a good idea! And Okuyasu rarely had those. He was proud of coming up with it as he waited for Josuke to stop mulling over it and answer.
“I really don’t want your Stand to erase my dick,” Josuke said.
Okay. Slightly less of a great idea. “I’ll just use its left hand,” said Okuyasu. “And I’ll keep the right one behind its back or something.”
Josuke gave it another moment’s thought before nodding. “It’s worth a try.”
Crazy Diamond appeared, looking slightly more nervous than usual, or at least Okuyasu thought so. He called the Hand into appearance, its right arm already tucked harmlessly behind its back.
The Stands faced each other. After an awkward moment where neither Okuyasu nor Josuke was sure what to do first, the Stands moved in to kiss.
It was a weird sensation, feeling a kiss without actually being the one to participate in it. Weird, but no less pleasurable than a normal kiss would be.
From his better viewpoint, he could see Josuke’s face turn red as the kiss deepened, until Crazy Diamond pulled away enough that the both of them could unscramble their brains a little.
“...Good idea?” asked Okuyasu, breathing hard.
“Great idea,” said Josuke. “Let me just-”
Crazy Diamond’s hands were both free, so it made sense that it was the first one to explore the Hand’s body. Okuyasu was clothed but felt the touch on his skin as clearly as if he hadn’t been, hands up and down his chest that made him tremble and sweat at the same time.
The Hand was limited in how much it could respond, but Okuyasu heard Josuke’s gasps, saw sweat begin to soak through his thin shirt, so he figured he was doing okay.
One of Crazy Diamond’s hands hovered above the Hand’s codpiece. “Can I…?” Josuke asked.
Okuyasu didn’t have to think. “Go for it.”
The gentle touch startled him. Okuyasu was pretty sure the Hand didn’t actually have anything under there, but he sure did, and Crazy Diamond was being careful as it moved its palm across the area that matched up.
“Y...you can go a little harder than that, come on, man.” To emphasize, Okuyasu had the Hand slide its left hand further down on Crazy Diamond, a bit more firmly.
Josuke made a noise like he was trying to swear and take a breath at the same time, and Crazy Diamond applied slightly more pressure as it rubbed. Okuyasu tried to hold his hips still, but it was no use against that intense of a feeling.
Suddenly a thought occurred to him. “I’m gonna ruin my pants like this-!”
“So take them off, are you serious?” Josuke’s chuckle was interrupted by a moan when the Hand began to stroke Crazy Diamond faster.
Okuyasu had barely enough focus to get his pants and underwear partially off without stopping the Hand’s movements. Not stopping the Hand was important, because that would mean stopping the way Josuke was gasping, swearing, and muttering Okuyasu’s name as he fumbled with his own pants.
Crazy Diamond sped up as soon as Okuyasu got his underwear down. Okuyasu knew he wouldn’t have long after that before his climax. Before he finished, he wanted to do one last thing:
He leaned over and kissed Josuke hard. He’d done this before, but never anything like this, with their Stands on each other and the both of them panting and close to release.
Josuke kissed back as deeply as he could, and only broke the kiss for them to finish, spilling come over each other.
The Hand and Crazy Diamond disappeared as soon as they weren’t needed, leaving Josuke and Okuyasu looking at each other.
Josuke broke the silence, lifting the hem of Okuyasu’s stained shirt. “Should’ve taken our shirts off too.”
“It’ll come out in the wash, right?” Okuyasu asked.
“Of course. I’m pretty sure anyway…”
Fandom: JoJo's Bizarre Adventure: Diamond Is Unbreakable
Character(s): Okuyasu, Josuke
Pairing(s): Josuke/Okuyasu
Genre: Fluff/Smut
Word Count: 840
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: None
Summary: Josuke and Okuyasu's first time, plus their Stands.
Notes: Posting these in groups of five! Sorry for the spam. Prompt: "Josuke/Okuyasu, first time - both too nervous to go all out themselves they experiment with their stands instead."
The idea was Okuyasu’s.
He’d managed kissing all right over the weeks, with some degree of awkwardness that hadn’t yet gone away completely. He’d even gotten used to casual groping that didn’t go anywhere.
But, staring intently at hem of Josuke’s shirt and his exposed stomach, eventually he had to admit… “I dunno if I’m ready for this.”
Josuke nodded and pulled his shirt back down again. “...Yeah, me neither, honestly. You want to watch TV instead?” he asked.
It was tempting. Okuyasu knew he wouldn’t even be upset with him for it. But even though he wasn’t ready to go all the way yet, he was still worked up, and he wanted to do something about it.
The lightbulb went off in his head.
“Josuke, you can feel what your Stand feels, can’tcha? Same as me and the Hand?” he asked, just to make sure.
“Sure I can, but what does that have to do with anything?” asked Josuke, one eyebrow raised.
“Well, if I had the Hand out, and you had Crazy Diamond out, and they were doing stuff… I’d be okay with that.”
That was a good idea! And Okuyasu rarely had those. He was proud of coming up with it as he waited for Josuke to stop mulling over it and answer.
“I really don’t want your Stand to erase my dick,” Josuke said.
Okay. Slightly less of a great idea. “I’ll just use its left hand,” said Okuyasu. “And I’ll keep the right one behind its back or something.”
Josuke gave it another moment’s thought before nodding. “It’s worth a try.”
Crazy Diamond appeared, looking slightly more nervous than usual, or at least Okuyasu thought so. He called the Hand into appearance, its right arm already tucked harmlessly behind its back.
The Stands faced each other. After an awkward moment where neither Okuyasu nor Josuke was sure what to do first, the Stands moved in to kiss.
It was a weird sensation, feeling a kiss without actually being the one to participate in it. Weird, but no less pleasurable than a normal kiss would be.
From his better viewpoint, he could see Josuke’s face turn red as the kiss deepened, until Crazy Diamond pulled away enough that the both of them could unscramble their brains a little.
“...Good idea?” asked Okuyasu, breathing hard.
“Great idea,” said Josuke. “Let me just-”
Crazy Diamond’s hands were both free, so it made sense that it was the first one to explore the Hand’s body. Okuyasu was clothed but felt the touch on his skin as clearly as if he hadn’t been, hands up and down his chest that made him tremble and sweat at the same time.
The Hand was limited in how much it could respond, but Okuyasu heard Josuke’s gasps, saw sweat begin to soak through his thin shirt, so he figured he was doing okay.
One of Crazy Diamond’s hands hovered above the Hand’s codpiece. “Can I…?” Josuke asked.
Okuyasu didn’t have to think. “Go for it.”
The gentle touch startled him. Okuyasu was pretty sure the Hand didn’t actually have anything under there, but he sure did, and Crazy Diamond was being careful as it moved its palm across the area that matched up.
“Y...you can go a little harder than that, come on, man.” To emphasize, Okuyasu had the Hand slide its left hand further down on Crazy Diamond, a bit more firmly.
Josuke made a noise like he was trying to swear and take a breath at the same time, and Crazy Diamond applied slightly more pressure as it rubbed. Okuyasu tried to hold his hips still, but it was no use against that intense of a feeling.
Suddenly a thought occurred to him. “I’m gonna ruin my pants like this-!”
“So take them off, are you serious?” Josuke’s chuckle was interrupted by a moan when the Hand began to stroke Crazy Diamond faster.
Okuyasu had barely enough focus to get his pants and underwear partially off without stopping the Hand’s movements. Not stopping the Hand was important, because that would mean stopping the way Josuke was gasping, swearing, and muttering Okuyasu’s name as he fumbled with his own pants.
Crazy Diamond sped up as soon as Okuyasu got his underwear down. Okuyasu knew he wouldn’t have long after that before his climax. Before he finished, he wanted to do one last thing:
He leaned over and kissed Josuke hard. He’d done this before, but never anything like this, with their Stands on each other and the both of them panting and close to release.
Josuke kissed back as deeply as he could, and only broke the kiss for them to finish, spilling come over each other.
The Hand and Crazy Diamond disappeared as soon as they weren’t needed, leaving Josuke and Okuyasu looking at each other.
Josuke broke the silence, lifting the hem of Okuyasu’s stained shirt. “Should’ve taken our shirts off too.”
“It’ll come out in the wash, right?” Okuyasu asked.
“Of course. I’m pretty sure anyway…”