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honeybleed · 4 months

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thorns ⋆ caesar zeppeli

part one

content & warnings: fem!reader, canon compliant, joseph is a childhood friend, speedwagon is reader’s adoptive father, fluff, smut (virginity loss) mdni & happy ending

author’s note: reupload LAWL also dis fanart fye af ALSOOO part one of this was my very first fic on this blog? (meaning the smut was terrible) time flies fr bc i legit remember in january every time i came on here it was like an echo chamber of me talking to myself, my page was hideous asf, fic layouts raggedy now i’ve made so much good mutuals n memories ☹️ eee but weirdly enough i actually prefer the older fics compared to my latest ones.

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You were bored beyond your mind.

And you've been bored since those two had taken off for their Hamon training. You'd lost track of time.

Speedwagon drops by here and there, but he's always busy regardless.

You can't do anything about it. It's been an endless cycle of sunbathing at the hotel's pool, getting hit on by random guests, and mustering poor Italian to say you don't speak the language with a thank you but no thank you.

Today, you decided to do things differently and sit in the living room of the suite and quietly settle down with a book.

But you started to feel fidgety and restless. Usually, you had a good attention span when it came to reading. It was your favorite thing to do. However, you catch yourself reminiscing a lot about the day you had spent with Caesar.

Hell, you'd even put up with Caesar and Joseph's incessant bickering since the silence was driving you up the wall.

Caesar.

You found yourself daydreaming about him more often than you should.

It was bad enough that the man was so devastatingly gorgeous he'd make a nun rethink her vows but to have felt his hands on your body, those forest green eyes that gazed at you with adoration and warmth.

"Y/N!" You hear a familiar resolute voice boom, dragging you out of your slightly crude thoughts.

While Speedwagon had been a lot more stressed resulting in his jolly manner withering slightly, you could see he was returning to his old self once again. "My sunshine!"

"Ew, I have not heard that nickname in nearly a decade, let's keep it that way." You snarked as he bustled towards you.

"What happened to my little girl, huh?" He countered.

"Life. Anyways, you seem to be in an awfully good mood. Care to enlighten me?"

"I noticed how reclusive you've become since Jojo's departure-"

"What-"

"I noticed how reclusive you've become since Jojo's departure-"

"What-"

"So I took the liberty of getting you an invite to Caesar and Jojo's mentor's home. Usually, they are a pretty private person but you know me!"

"Yep, the man, the legend himself, Robert E.O Speedwagon." You grinned as you reached up to clasp his shoulder.

"Dad to you." He chastised.

Soon enough, a tall, elegant woman with dark brown hair that cascaded past her shoulders, eyes blue as the ocean, and fair skin that looked like porcelain greeted you and Speedwagon.

They exchanged pleasantries. It seemed like they knew each other well.

She turned to focus on you with her piercing gaze as if she were analysing you.

"Ah, you must be Speedwagon's daughter. He doesn't know how to shut up about you." She snickered as she put a hand on her hip. You looked at Speedwagon who shook his head.

"Nice to meet you." You said, with a polite smile.

"I can't possibly begin to imagine how a timid thing like you was dealing with Joseph for that long." She said, with a brow raised.

"On the contrary." Speedwagon interjected. "She developed a venomous tongue being stuck with him for so long."

"What?! No, I haven't-"

"Lies."

As you followed after the woman, whose stride maintained grace and elegance, she described the grand manor but you knew she was withholding pretty big information. however, you knew better than to pry.

"Suzi Q!" She called out, and a young lady bounded towards her, smiling from ear to ear.

"Yes, Madam Lisa Lisa?"

"This is Y/N, she'll be our guest for the day so cater to her. I have business elsewhere to take care of but I'll be back tomorrow morning. Is that alright?" She told the lady who nodded enthusiastically.

"Go ahead Madam, I'll take good care of the house. Just leave it to me!" Suzi affirmed.

"I'll show you around, then we can have lunch!" She smiled at you.

"So...you're friends of Jojo and Caesar?" She asked as you walked with her side by side.

"Well, I met Caesar fairly recently.." You muttered, butterflies bursting in your stomach as you remembered the day you spent with him as well as your daydreams. "And Jojo has been by my side for some years now. How are you finding them?"

"Oh." Suzi gasped. "I guess I don't talk to them much since I'm occupied with errands..."

"But Caesar is a sweetheart! Jojo seems moody around him but he's sorta eye candy." She giggled, cheeks dusted with pink.

You snorted to yourself.

You saw many girls crush on Joseph throughout the years. In the beginning, he was pretty oblivious, and still in the childhood mindset of "yucky".

Then you became adolescents and he didn't retain any of the famous gentlemanly charm of his grandfather's that Speedwagon and Erina gushed about.

He then morphed into the textbook stereotype pervert who made jokes about being a Peeping Tom and panty raids. But you were both in your early twenties now, so you hoped he'd grown out of that.

As cynical as you were.

"Well, a sweet girl like you is too good for him." You stated as you sat at the tea table adorned with doilies on the balcony, which overlooked the glimmering, turquoise sea.

"Hey! I don't like him or anything!" She quipped, defensive.

"My bad." You responded with hands in the air. "Your body language seems to be telling a different story though." You teased as soon as she was out of earshot.

She brought a tray with a large jug of lemonade and ice with some small bite-sized snacks and conversed with you.

Small talk usually seemed tedious but with Suzi Q's eccentric and ditzy demeanor, it was lively, to say the least.

You returned the vigor and asked her about working for Lisa Lisa, which she didn't have much to say other than she was grateful.

"OI! TEACH, WHERE ARE YOU?!" A voice called out. In swaggered none other than Joseph, who froze and did a double take when he saw you sat opposite Suzi.

"Jojo..!" Suzi tittered. "How many times do I have to tell you to refer to Madam Lisa Lisa formally?!"

"Gah! What is she doing here?!" Jojo exclaimed as he gestured towards you.

"Hello to you too, Jojo." You responded, wryly. It was almost as if he liked to act dense on purpose.

"She's a guest! And you better show some manners." Suzi said, firmly.

"Or what?" Joseph questioned, a smirk on his face.

"Ignore him."

"Where's Caesar?" You asked. You purposely asked now to get under Joseph's skin but you were curious nonetheless.

"Oh...I haven't seen him today." She said. "I wish I could help."

"Don't worry. You've been a gracious host." You reassured her as you reached out to pat her shoulder.

"Typical. She visits and doesn't even check on me." Joseph said, scathingly.

"You just got here, you numbskull." You said, haughtily as you elbowed his side. As you and Suzi sat opposite each other on the round, small table, Joseph had been looming over the two of you.

"I just think you just like to compete with Caesar over everything." You snapped.

Suzi burst into hysterics.

"Oh my god, how did I not notice that before?" She cackled. "Even at dinner, he tries to finish first!"

"Suzi!" Joseph called out. "Why are you telling her that...?!"

"Just an observation." Suzi responded nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders.

It was a ridiculous sight, a six-foot-five man sulking like a toddler. Which made it all the more funnier.

"How's training for...whatever." You asked, turning to face Joseph in your chair.

"None of your business!" He retorted.

"Forget I even asked."

"It's super secret Hamon business. Non-Hamon users aren't allowed to know." He continued.

"I got it the first time." You said, drily.

"Yep, powerless humans have no jurisdiction in this-"

"WE GET IT!" You and Suzi both exclaimed in unison, then stared at each other wide-eyed. The surreality of it made the two of you double over in laughter.

"So you two bond over bullying me?!" He cried out.

You stood up from the seat to reach out a hand to pinch his cheek which was an arduous task in itself with how chiseled his face was, but you still managed to tug on some skin causing him to yelp out in pain.

"What's the matter? I thought powerless humans-"

"Okay, okay, I apologise! Let go." He whined and you obliged.

"Your boyfriend is on the rooftop. I beat him." He said triumphantly with a smug look on his face.

"Oh, I'm sure you did." You drawled. "Does Jojo want a cookie?" causing Suzi to snort.

"Your venom-laced tongue will not take away from my achievement, harpy!"

You hooked your fingers to replicate a claw and did a slashing motion as you hissed. Then turned on your heel to head to the rooftop.

"Be gone!" He called out.

You made your way up onto the rooftop as the sunset. The sky was painted with magnificent shades of oranges and yellows.

It was a familiar setting when you had approached him on the balcony at the hotel which seemed like forever ago.

He sat with one leg stretched out, the other knee bent.

"Hello, stranger." You grinned. His eyes widened at the sight of you.

He choked out your name.

"What are you doing here? I thought-"

For a split second, it seemed as if he was scrambling to discreetly dispose of the cigarette, much to no avail.

"You smoke?" You spoke up.

He gave you a sheepish look.

"Bad habit of mine.." He muttered as he rubbed the back of his neck. "It comes and goes. More so when I'm stressed."

"Can't be good for you." You remarked. "But you didn't need to try and hide it from me, I don't judge."

He snorted.

"Yeah, I guess that was pretty foolish of me. I shouldn't tell you but I asked Jojo about you here and there since you two are childhood friends. He's not the best I know but I missed you a lot. He said you're pretty uppity and picky about things. And hate the smell of cigarettes."

"That Jojo.." You mumbled under your breath. "Well, what's wrong with having standards?" You said, a little irritated as you folded your arms.

"Nothing, nothing!" Caesar chuckled, his eyes curled up into crescents as he held out his palms.

"You can ask me anything you want to know about me. Don't ask that idiot." You said, airily.

"Next time. When this is all over I want to know all about you." He said, adamantly. He seemed so serious, your heart swelled a bit.

You cleared your throat.

"I missed you too." You said. "There's not much to do at the hotel, most people would be grateful to be at a five-star hotel in Rome but I'm bored. I miss my tour guide."

"Yeah, maybe after all this I'll go into tourism or something." He snickered.

"Oh, absolutely not. All those women would be drooling over you, not paying attention to a word you gotta say about the tourist attractions."

"Hmm?" Caesar raised a brow. "Do I hear a hint of jealousy?"

You spluttered in disbelief.

"No! And I'll have you know back at the hotel I have a lot of admirers too." You responded.

"So now I have to fight for your affection?" He questioned.

"No way." You said, rather earnestly.

"I'm all about you, Caesar." You thought to yourself but didn't dare to utter those words aloud.

"Why are you stressed out?" You changed the subject, eyes boring into his.

"Huh?"

"You said you smoke when you're stressed, so.."

"I've been thinking a lot. More than I usually do. I didn't know you were coming to visit but when I saw you I had some foreign feeling of anxiety. I never feel anxious around women."

You bit your tongue. You hoped he wasn't going to start talking about other women. Otherwise, that dimwit Joseph was going to be right. And you wouldn't hear the end of it.

"Caesar, don't say it." You snorted.

"What was I going to say?"

You did your best attempt at a husky male voice.

"But you're not like other women."

He stared at you stunned for a moment, jaw slack.

"...But why not?" He asked, with a stifled laugh.

"Well, it's just sloppy."

"But what if that's how I feel about you?"

"That I'm not like other women? I am like other women. I want to be loved. I want to be acknowledged. I want the man I have feelings for, to be honest and vulnerable with me."

His eyes darkened. He rose from where he sat and stood directly in front of you. Towering over you. So close, his fragrance like the ocean wafted to your nose. So close, you could see the texture of his skin.

"What has being honest ever gotten anybody, Y/N? People use it to their advantage and against you." He responded, in a scornful tone.

You winced a little.

There were the walls he built up. You remember that day again. Where he laughed it off. But you and Caesar were only twenty. He spent his early years suffering abandonment and neglect.

"So you think going around being so shielded is beneficial to you, Caesar? Yeah, it's daunting to open up to anybody. That fear of betrayal will be there but once you do, it's unlike anything in this world. If anything, it makes intimacy so much better."

He was at a loss for words. He turned away again, to face out towards the sunset.

"We are going to a private island, tomorrow tonight. Most of Lisa Lisa's students never make it back. I don't doubt my skills whatsoever but I'm...thinking of those who came before me."

It was your turn to remain silent as you listened.

"I need to avenge my family."

There was a lot that you wanted to say to Caesar. But his voice was full of a lot of things.

Resolve, determination, anguish but the largest component of them all was fury.

Speedwagon had given you very little information on what exactly Caesar and Joseph were doing. You knew it linked to his abduction and the work of the Speedwagon Foundation.

But he said the less you knew the better. The last thing anybody wanted was for you to be entangled, especially considering you had little to no combat skills.

"If that's what you feel like you must do...then go ahead."

"What, you're not going to advise me against it? Tell me it's pointless and it's suicide?"

"I can't...change your mind on something you feel so strongly about." You stated.

"Y/N!" You heard Suzi call out. "Your driver is here!"

"Okay, I'm coming!" you called back out to her.

"Well, that's me." you said to Caesar. "It's a shame we didn't get to spend too long together."

"Why can't you stay longer...?" He questioned.

"I said I'd go back. So.."

"But an hour with Caesar feels like seconds." bounced in your mind as you sat in the backseat of the car.

"Is something the matter, Miss?" The chauffeur asked, catching a glimpse of your worried expression in the rearview mirror.

"I need to do something, I'll be right back." You said, hurriedly as you pushed the car door open. You shut it and began to rush towards the building you had just left.

As you hurried with a million thoughts running through your head, you cursed yourself for wearing suede pumps.

Caesar squinted his eyes when he saw a familiar figure bounding towards him.

"...Y/N?" Caesar questioned. "What's wrong, oof!-"

He was immediately cut off as you threw yourself onto him. Arms draped around his shoulders, chests flush against each others. You crushed your lips against his own, not knowing the right words.

First, he was frozen.

When you pulled away, you blinked worried that this had been a bad decision.

You should've asked, damn it.

Then it was his turn to envelop your lips with his own and kiss you feverishly as he cradled the sides of your face.

Whilst your kiss had been impulsive, and albeit unskilled. His was beyond passionate.

Which sent jolts throughout your body and made you groan against his mouth. Undignified to say the least but at that very moment in time you could care less about your image.

It was all him. You couldn't get enough of him.

"I’ll stay over, I don't care if i'm crashing." You sighed.

"I can't bear to be apart from you any longer, Y/N." Caesar said, voice grave as he clasped your hands. "If that makes me greedy, then so be it."

After your little over top scene, you followed back to his room to talk properly once more.

"I want to build something great with you but it scares me thinking I could fall victim to my father and grandfather's tragic fate. I'm not scared of death but to leave you heartbroken would destroy me." Caesar declared, voice wavering.

The entirety of his statement, he didn't take his eyes off of you.

"Stop it." You choked out.

"Stop what?"

"If...you have these feelings for me like the way you say you do then let me make my choice. Don't push me away because you think it's for my own good." You insisted.

"But Y/N..." Caesar groaned.

"Enough Caesar! Damn it, you can't protect everybody. You can't always be there to stop-"

Your rant stopped when you felt him take the hand that was on your lap up to his lips to interlock his fingers with your own and press his lips against the back of your hand.

"You're really adorable when you're angry, you know?" He said, softly as he beamed at you.

Your brows knitted together in frustration. He clearly was used to smooth talking his way out of heated situations. And you hated how this was working as the tips of your ears began to burn.

"Be thankful I have a headache and don't want to argue with you anymore. You’re annoying." You retorted, pulling out of his grasp and standing up from the seat.

"What's the problem, my love? Have you eaten?" He asked, a little concernedly and it dawned on you the last time you'd consumed anything was noon when Suzi brought the tray.

"Drop the pet names-"

"Over my dead body-"

"Caesar." You said through gritted teeth.

"Okay, over my alive body with beautiful formed pecs and-" He paused as you narrowed your eyes at him.

"I ate when I came here." You stated.

"That was almost twelve hours ago, Jesus Christ!" He exclaimed. "Go downstairs, we need to get you dinner stat." He said, ushering you out of the room.

"Caesar!" You protested.

"No ifs and buts about it!"

"You can't just drop statement of the century and expect me to stomach dinner." You grumbled. "And that was nine hours ago, you big baby."

"Key word, almost." He snapped.

Soon enough, you watched Caesar having a civil conversation with Joseph and Suzi across the dining table.

Well, Joseph seemed to be ranting but that was nothing out of the ordinary.

You're four young adults in this giant manor, you're not unruly teenagers.

There isn't this expectation of you guys to wreck Lisa Lisa's estate. Well, unless Suzi wanted to lose her job and Caesar and Joseph wanted their mentor to kick their asses with her advanced level Hamon skills.

Caesar catches you gazing at him, as he swirls around the wine in his cup and in return gives you a wink. A gesture that would normally have you rolling your eyes but instead it makes your heart leap to your throat.

You pulled a face at him and went back to your thoughts as they continued their heated debate. Knowing Suzi for a day, you wish you knew how her brain worked.

Would it really be so wrong to let loose with Caesar? The only person who was making such a big fuss about his player ways was Joseph and you were sure he probably had caught a case of the green eyed monster regarding that.

What would be worst case scenario if you did let yourself be 'seduced' by the man? He was easy on the eyes, and that was putting it lightly.

Though you'd only known each other for a short period of time, there was no denying that he had strong feelings for you and cared about you.

You'd prided yourself on your image as a lady since being adopted. You sneered and turned your nose up at dozens of admirers. Deeming them not good enough for your standards.

There was a particular trait that you held close to your heart. Attentiveness.

You bid all three good night as you made your way to the guest bedroom Suzi showed you, but began to stall in the hallway when you could see Caesar.

It was slightly humiliating how you seemed to be drawn towards him like magnets no matter what. He caught your glance for what seemed like the umpteenth time that night and gestured for you to go towards him.

"Am I that dashing?" He asked with his familiar, cocky grin.

"You know the answer." You snorted.

"You need to rest." He said, tentatively as he reached out a finger to stroke the side of your face.

"Says the one who does rigorous training for days on end." You scoffed.

"My point still stands." He said, firmly. "Sleep."

"How the hell do you even do this thing?!" You muttered under your breath.

"What...are you talking about?" He said, desperately trying to keep in his laughter.

"How the hell do you initiate sex?!" You blurted out, the two last words of the sentence feeling gross in your mouth.

Caesar's eyes immediately widened as he stared at you, absolutely dumbstruck at what came out of your mouth.

"This...this was a bad idea. I’ll go now, forget this ever happened." You said hurriedly as you turned on your head to rush away.

Suddenly, you felt a heavy force yank you in the opposite direction of where you were heading.

"Caesar!" You hissed. "What are you-"

Your body was flush against his own which seemed to add fuel to the uncontrollable inferno that was your humiliation.

He cupped your face tenderly as he chuckled at you.

"I hope you don't go to other people's bedrooms asking how to 'initiate sex.'" He said, a little lowly.

"...No." You responded, lowering your gaze in an attempt to avoid eye contact. He tilted your chin upwards with his forefinger.

"So only for me?" He asked in his honeyed voice.

You were sure he was trying to kill you with this. He had to be.

"...I guess."

"What’s the hurry?" He grinned, then began to usher you into his bedroom this time.

"I just...wanted to do it with somebody I like."

"Hmm? Was Jojo a contender?"

"Caesar." You deadpanned. "Gross."

"Fine, fine. so i'm just an experiment to you?"

"No!" You protested. "That's not, I-"

"I’m just kidding, cara mia." He snickered.

"Pet name-"

"Learn to live with it." He interjected. "I guess there's no solid rulebook of how to initiate sex but I guess the term you meant was how to make a move." He said imitating your voice causing you to shove him.

"But what made you decide that?"

"I’ve abided by rules all this time and quite honestly this entire trip made me realize its just held me back." You stated.

"And quite honestly, I'm crazy about you Caesar Zeppeli." You thought to yourself.

You swallowed thickly as caesar leaned closer and closer to mould his lips against yours. The only sound in the room was him lewdly smacking your lips which made you hum slightly.

He smelt so pleasant. He always had this aroma of sea salt and and soapy bubbles. It wafted to your nose and entranced you.

He ran his nose against your neck causing you to shiver.

"Caesar...I-"

"What is it?" He asked, voice barely an octave as his lush lips gently made a trail upwards from your collarbone to your jawline.

"I'm just nervous...that I won't be good at this at all.." You stuttered.

He pulled away from his ministrations to make intense eye contact with you, and somehow his eyes piercing deep into yours seemed even more intimate than him suckling on your neck a few seconds ago.

"Y/N, there's no such thing about being good at intimacy." He said, voice slightly firm.

"...Huh?"

"If you’re worried that you won't be able to make me feel good, well that's just not possible. You letting me touch and feel you is all I need, you understand?"

"...Caesar." You breathed out, shakily.

You hated this.

You hated how much he could reduce you to a nervous, bumbling mess. You were a woman with thoughts and intellect. But a conversation with Caesar would always leave your mind blank.

"I'll take the lead, okay? Don't feel any pressure. And if you don't want this I’m more than willing to stop-"

"No!" You blurted out, instantly regretting it. His eyes widened. "No. I want this, I want you. I’d be a fool to let this chance go, I’ve been dreaming about this for so long."

"Well, I'm truly honoured. And I would do anything to make you happy." He said, gently as he curled his index finger and gently stroked it against your cheek.

He reached out to take your hand in his own, and brought it to his lips as he gazed at you intently.

"So..will you let be your first?"

"Yes. Please, Caesar."

And with that, you were hauled onto his lap with absolute ease from his end. He began to undress you, unzipping your dress. You pulled it over your head, tossing it to the ground.

Revealing your black, lacy bra, you felt your cheeks heat up as he took in the sight.

You were half naked, and you were soon going to be shed of all garments soon, which caused a pang of nervousness. You tensed slightly, which caesar immediately noticed.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes..I should probably help you out of your clothes too.." You tittered as your hands hesitantly reached the hem of his tight pastel blue t-shirt.

He let out a chuckle.

"See, you worried for nothing. You know what you're doing. Just, follow your instincts. Whatever you want to do, I’m sure I’ll enjoy."

You simply blinked at him.

You pondered, there was one thing you'd always wanted to do since laying eyes on him.

Your hands began to skim across his well defined abdominals, then paused at his pectorals, cupping them. They were so cushy, you wanted to giggle.

He let out a snort, finding you absolutely adorable. Your thumb circled his nipple, making him hiss a little.

"Sorry! Did that hurt?!" You gasped, horrified.

"Y/N, relax...you just caught me off guard." Caesar chortled as he clamped your wrist in an attempt to stop you scuttling off like a scared forest animal.

"Okay...okay."

You draped your free arm around his broad shoulders, and leaned in close to envelop his lips with yours. He reciprocated the gesture, moving against your own.

Your other hand made its way to the back of his head, softly gripping the roots of his blonde locks causing him to groan into your mouth. You massaged his scalp as you felt his large, calloused hand settle on the small of your back.

He licked your bottom lip as if he was requesting entrance and you willingly obliged. You swore you almost lost your balance and toppled over when his warm, wet tongue began to massage your own.

As much as you wanted to go slow, and Caesar by all costs did not want to rush you, the sensations you were experiencing were making you beyond flustered.

Your lower abdomen felt a spring begin to coil and your nether regions by its own accord was beginning to throb.

Pulling away for air, you ran your palms across his biceps and laid down on the pillow. He caged you between his arms, his large figure entrapping you.

He still managed to balance himself where you could feel some of his weight but not the point where you were suffocated.

His hand slowly slid up your arm and interlocked with your fingers.

"I’ve wanted you like this for so long." He murmured between kisses. "Always thinking of you, only you."

"You're killing me here, Caesar." You sighed.

Your body was on fire, tingling everywhere. The man was serious. Ensuring no part of you was left untouched.

Biting and tugging on your ear lobe, which made you squeak and dissolve into giggles. Gliding his tongue against your lower abdominals, maintaining eye contact which made you need him even more.

Kissing your neck, the tops of your breasts, hand running up and down your back. He was everywhere and it was perfect. You were losing yourself in this moment with Caesar.

"Sit up." He said, voice assertive and you wordlessly obliged.

His hands slid to undo your bra. It was long time coming but he knew you were shy.

Being naked in front of him felt beyond daunting but he had put so much effort in comforting you and putting your arousal first it seemed pointless in shying away.

The bra clattered onto your lap, then he dashed it onto the floor. He pushed you back down again and began to tenderly plant kisses on your right breast as his hand kneaded the left one.

Your back immediately arched and you let out a gasp. You knew your breasts were sensitive but having a him touching and kissing them was in a different ball park.

Minutes of attention from Caesar's end felt like hours and you felt damp stickiness cling to the fabric of your underwear as well as how hard he was which he seemed to be ignoring.

He pulled away from what was the dozenth kiss, strings of saliva connecting the two of you as he gazed at you, eyes blown with lust.

"I'm gonna go get...protection." He said, voice deeper than you've ever heard. Usually Caesar's voice was light and airy.

He reached over to the bedside table then suddenly yanked the covers away.

"Sorry, I just need to see..."

"Jesus." He said in awe after he pulled down your underwear and flung it across the room.

"...What?"

"No, I just did a good job I suppose." He chuckled darkly.

"Not his cocky side coming out during sex." You thought to yourself. Well it was fine, it made him sexier.

He pried your legs open and slowly inserted one finger into your warmth. The pad of his thumb began to trace circles on your sensitive bundle of nerves which caused you to jerk.

You let out a pathetic mewl at the feeling. It was overwhelming to say the least. And the longer he wasn't inside of you, the more torturous it felt.

"Caesar, please." You said, nearly in tears.

"What's the problem?" He asked, feigning ignorance.

"I want you so bad, please."

"Hearing you beg is cute, but I won't tease you any longer. You poor thing." He snorted as he yanked off his own underwear and lined himself against you.

Your eyes widened as he pushed himself into your plush, velvety walls and stretched you out. You'd never felt this feeling before.

"...Fuck." Caesar grunted against your ear, warm breath tickling the shell. You let out another gasp as he began to thrust slowly.

"Sorry for cursing..." He said in a strangled tone. "But you feel so fucking good.."

Your hands flew to grip against the bare skin of his broad shoulders and your nails anchored into the flesh of his skin.

You winced at the ache.

"Caesar, it hurts.." You whined.

"I know...just breathe, okay? It’s...gonna fade away, darling i promise." He murmured.

Meeting your lips once again, in an attempt to soothe the pain.

He began to pick up his pace before you said anything. It was almost as if he could read your mind.

Your right hand trailed up to settle on the nape of his neck and entangled your fingers in his hair.

"God, you're perfect.." He choked out. "Are you close?"

You nodded without hesitation.

"I'm..."

You hated how dazed you were throughout it all. You were reduced to some sort of babbling mess who couldn't even string coherent sentences together.

The feeling came in waves, the way his hips rolled deliciously against you was the final push and a cry tore from your throat as your body went limp.

Caesar came close, seconds apart from you as he let out strangled gasps and buried his face into your neck.

"Thank you for making me feel like the most beautiful girl in the world." You said, shyly.

"Why would you thank me, beauty? You shouldn't need me to feel that." He said, firmly as he tucked a loose strand of your hair behind your ear and leaned in to give a long, languid kiss which ignited your insides again.

You pushed him away with a hand on his chest as you laughed.

Hs looked a little surprised at the shove.

"You're too much for me." You sighed happily.

"Is that so?" He murmured as he pulled your face in with a hand and enveloped your top lip.

"Yep!" You nodded, giggles taking over.

"Bye Caesar, bye Jojo!" You chirped happily out from the back seat as the windows were rolled down. "Thank you for everything, Suzi!"

"No problem at all!" She called out, beaming.

Joseph turned his nose up at you, Caesar gave a wave as your car began to drive off.

"I have never seen her so...over the moon." Joseph stated, arms folded. He turned to Caesar.

"You happy?" He said.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Caesar responded, pulling a face.

"I'm sure the whole neighborhood could hear you two."

"Don't tell her that, I'm sure she'll tear her hair out." Caesar sighed as he shook his head.

"...You better treat her right, you know." Joseph said, voice frosty.

"She means the world to me, Jojo. The day I mistreat her is the day I’ve lost my senses." He said firmly, emerald eyes stormy. "I want to marry her when we get back."

"Not if I get married first!" Joseph exclaimed.

Caesar wrinkled his nose at Joseph and walked away from him.

"Caesar, come back! I was only joking! You better let me be your groomsman then!" Joseph said as he chased up to Caesar and attempted to headlock him.

Caesar tried to maintain a face in disgust as he squirmed away from Joseph’s grip but a smile tugged at his lips, regardless.

Twelve years later

You leaned against the doorway of your kitchen after you kicked off your heels in the hallway.

"What's cookin', good lookin'?" You grinned.

"Who would've thought my wife would become a cornball, huh?" Caesar chuckled.

"You definitely rubbed off on me." You sighed as he placed the pot on a dormant stove and pulled you in for a hug.

"How dare you? I’m furtherest thing from corny!" He cried out, causing you to snicker.

"How's work? You tired?" He asked, softly.

"I can't remember a time where I wasn't tired.." You laughed as you rested your head against his chest.

"My poor baby.." He tutted as he swayed you side to side. You felt his palms begin to slide downwards to the curve of your backside.

"I just knew there was an ulterior motive to this hug." You snickered then gasped loudly as he pinched the flesh causing you to jolt.

"Mmh, you know I can't get enough of you." He said lowly, as he rested his forehead against yours. He trailed open mouth kisses along the column of your throat, sending shudders down your spine.

"Caesar.." you sighed against his lips.

"Yes, my love?"

"You know...we have guests...soon...we can't..." You murmured between his constant kisses.

"You don't think I know?" He chuckled, then released you from his firm grip. "I'll lay off for now, but I'm holding you to that later."

"If I'm even awake.." You muttered, out of his earshot.

You heard a familiar pounding from the stairs as the little boy bounded towards you.

"Mommy! I missed you!" The boy exclaimed as he draped his arms around your neck.

"Hi baby! I missed you even more!" You cooed as you showered your beloved son with kisses. "What did you do today? Tell me, tell me!"

"Cleaned my room for Holly!" He said, triumphantly.

"That's my good boy!" You grinned.

"Hey!" Caesar pouted. "How come Daddy doesn't get this type of response...?"

"Cos you're home all the time, duh!" Your son retorted.

"Oh, he got you good." You cackled as you threw your head back.

"Whatever." Caesar muttered as he went back to preparing food.

"What time did Suzi say they were coming over again?" You asked.

"Like six-ish. Joseph's work schedule is a nightmare." Caesar stated. The doorbell rang.

"Speak of the devil, huh?"

"I'm gonna go to my room! I can't wait to show Holly my new toys!" He said excitedly.

"Okay honey! Have fun!" You said as he zoomed back up the stairs.

You opened the door to see Suzi, Joseph and their little girl at your door step. You and Suzi immediately hugged each other and squealed with delight seeing each other after so long.

Joseph had an indifferent attitude seeing you but warmed up when he set eyes on Caesar. You ushered the trio in immediately.

"Ah! There's my big girl!" Caesar grinned as he swooped Holly in his arms and twirled her around.

"Faster, faster!" Holly cried out.

"Nope, I need you to not hurl before you eat dinner tonight." Caesar remarked after he set her down and ruffled her hair.

"I wanna go again! I won't puke, seriously." She protested as she stomped her foot.

"She's real spoiled nowadays." Suzi giggled.

"Takes after her father, I suppose." You stated as you shot Joseph a look.

"Hmph. Where's Julian?" Joseph asked with his arms folded, referring to your son.

"In his room, Holly you can go play with him upstairs if you want!" You said, changing your tone. "He's been excited to see you ever since I said you were coming over this morning."

"I wanna see him too! Okay, Auntie Y/N!"

"Make sure to come downstairs when I call you guys." Caesar stated.

"Uh huh, Uncle Caesar I promise!" Holly grinned as she bolted to julian's room.

"What kind of nerdy name is Julian?" Joseph remarked.

"Kiss my ass, Joseph."

"Y/N." Caesar hissed through gritted teeth.

"What? We go through this every time, the kids are nearly ten for god's sake."

"Einstein here wanted to name him Julius but I thought that would put a target on his back for bullies so I opted for the normal one." You shrugged.

"Whatever." Caesar snorted. "I'm sure with a name like Julius he would've gone on to great things."

"Not a great ending though." Suzi stated, earning an eerie silence from the three adults. "...What?"

Everybody burst into hysterics at the morbid statement. In true Suzi Q fashion she blinked at everybody's reaction but joined in the laughter nonetheless.

Things were a little frosty between you and Joseph since you worked for his rivals in at an estate agency but you both still retained deep care and love for each other. Despite Joseph's pettiness.

Caesar had connections with the Speedwagon Foundation and worked alongside Joseph if there was any bizarre going on in the world but he mostly stayed at home and did the upkeep since you were so busy all the time.

But he was planning on opening restaurants and café's across town just like his beloved maternal figure had done.

Your children attended different schools but still were close and spent free time together.

It was hard to believe this was the future you were living. With both Caesar and Joseph being missing and gravely injured that year, you would've never thought you'd be having dinner dates and living in marital bliss.

There was ups and downs of course, but Caesar had made a specific vow to you that he intended to follow through no matter what.

That he would do anything to keep that smile on your face.

author’s note: yes i made caesar a malewife 😭

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