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melodux · 2 years
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Josuke Body Worship Week Day 2: Neck/Shoulders | Massage
Josuke Body Worship Week Day 2
Pairing: Josuke x gn!reader
Rating: Mature
For @josukebodyworship
I know this is a mostly nsfw event, and these first two days aren't all that spicy. But believe me, I will (hopefully) get to it.
Full text and ao3 link under the cut.
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"Yeah, it's been tough lately," Josuke says, settling into the couch with a sigh. His head lolls back to rest on the top of the seat cushion.
"Tell me all about it," you encourage him while lighting a lavender-scented candle on the coffee table in front of him. You set a bottle of massage oil next to the chamomile tea you made him.
"After the tsunami, there's a bunch of structural collapses because of the wood rot. And you know how people get around here. On-edge after an incident, even with no casualties. But they jump the gun and call us anyway."
"Ah that's why you've been staying overtime." You climb onto his lap to fiddle with the top button of his shirt.
This catches his attention and he lifts his head. "What are you doing?" he asks, but makes no move to stop you.
"Oh just doing a little something to help you relax." Now finished unbuttoning his shirt, you brush it open, revealing Josuke's undershirt. "Can you take that off for me?" He does so as you climb off him halfway, retrieving the oil bottle. You pay him no mind while you pour a few drops of the oil onto your palm, then close it, and toss it aside with your unsullied hand. The mildly sweet smell of the oil fills the room as you sweep it across his collarbones. It mingles with the lavender to create a pleasantly relaxing aroma. "Is it too tough? Do you want to quit?"
"No, I like helping people." A breath leaves him. Josuke melts under your touch working over his biceps, conforming to the shape of the cushions. "I guess I just didn't realize I'd be signing up for long active hours. Yeah I sit around at the station on-call for forever, but hopping in the ambulance every two hours is a bit much, y'know?... This feels nice..."
Your hands move up to ease the tension from his neck, making his eyes droop closed. Unsure what to do with his own hands, yet feeling like he needs to reciprocate in some way, Josuke slowly palms over your thighs on either side of him.
"What if it's a real emergency though?" you ask.
Another sigh from him. "Yeah that's the thing... We wouldn't ever ignore an emergency call. Comes with the job description, I suppose."
"What can I do to help?"
"This. Exactly this." A smile cracks on Josuke's lips.
Your fingers put measured pressure on his trapezius muscle as they glide between his neck and shoulders. Mesmerized by the way that his smooth skin shines in the dim lighting of the living room, you manipulate the gleam with your massage, moving his body every which way to work the knots out of his muscles.
The silence between you is comfortable. Josuke's breathing so deeply and evenly that you believe he's asleep. You wind down your massage with a kiss. That's when he surprises you by wrapping his arms around you and pulling you close.
"We could fuck like this you know..." he mumbles into the crook of your neck.
You giggle. "Well I'm not saying no!"
Read on ao3 here.
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melodux · 2 years
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Josuke Body Worship Week Day 1: Hair/Face | Kissing
Ship: Josuke x gn!reader
Rating: Mature (for descriptions/mentions of a boner)
Summary: It's you and Josuke's first shower together.
full text and ao3 link under the cut. For @josukebodyworship
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Josuke stands at the edges of your vision. He glances between you and the tv screen showing the video game you’re invested in.
“I’m gonna take a shower,” he announces.
“‘Kay,” you respond absentmindedly.
“… wanna join?” Comes his timid question.
This catches your attention. Your eyes tear away from the screen to stare at his slightly pink, embarrassed face before setting your controller on the coffee table.  You get up and follow him to the bathroom, trying not to sound too excited in your gait. This is the first time he’s asked you to shower with him.
Clothes are shed, the water is set to the perfect temperature, and after a little shuffling around, the two of you are standing face to face, skin to skin, under a steady sprinkle of warm pseudo-rain. Giddy smiles plastered on both of your faces. You stand, holding each other, not sure what else to do from here. 
Josuke reaches around you to retrieve his shampoo. “Guess we should, uh…” he gestures with his head to the bottle.
“Oh! Yeah!” you say, snapping out of your euphoric daze. You watch him pour a sizeable dollop of the cleansing goo in the palm of his hand. “Let me do it!” you exclaim before thinking about it. Josuke hasn’t let you mess up his treasured pompadour yet, and upon thinking twice, maybe he doesn’t want you to. He snaps the bottle shut, giving you a puzzled look. “Can I..?” You sheepishly ask.
"Uh. Sure." Josuke says. He holds the blob of shampoo out to you so you can scoop it out of his palm.
You slather it between your hands while you watch him wet his hair - his style hardly undone. He clears his face of the water, and blinks a few times before looking at you once more. Taking your cue, you stand on your tiptoes to card your goopy fingers through his hair. Your hands caress his scalp, fingers curling gently around his raven locks.
"Mmm..." he hums.
You pull away. "Sorry! If I'm going too hard, please let me know."
"No, it's nice. Keep going."
You return to work a lather in his hair. When you palm the front of his pompadour to add it to the mix, you glance at his face to be sure you're not getting any shampoo in it. Josuke's eyes are closed, his lips tipped into a small smile. He looks happily content. You can't help but smile, too, even if he can't see it.
Thinking that he'd be there, having you wash his hair for all eternity if you'd let him, you decide to be a little sly and place a kiss on the corner of his mouth. He only hums in acknowledgement, but puts his hands on your waist to pull you closer.You stumble a bit on your toes, but his strong body catches you. Josuke still hasn't opened his eyes. Slower now, you kiss him fully on his lips, and he kisses back.
Both of you stay there, languidly peppering each other's faces with kisses while you continue to wash his hair. The subtle movements of your slick, wet bodies rubbing together creates an intimate heat between you. The makeout session moves to open mouths and tongues. You can feel his dick harden on your hip, moving up to your stomach with each gyration against your body.
Josuke breaks away, his breathing a little labored. Blue eyes swimming with lust look at you through dark lashes in a half-lidded gaze. "Your turn," he says with a smile, "let's get that cute body all soapy and clean." He dips down for another kiss while reaching behind you for your body wash.
Read on Ao3 here.
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melodux · 2 years
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I don't know if it was already requested but can I get headcanons for Josuke comforting his s/o?
No worries, anon, I can come up with Josuke headcanons for days~!
Josuke is very emotionally available, he'll listen to you vent everything on your mind.
His primary love language is physical touch, so expect lots of cuddles and intimacy. He'll kiss your worries away, if you let him.
Josuke's first instinct is to be a homebody when he needs cheering up, so he'll boot up your favorite movie, or play your favorite video game with you while you eat your favorite comfort foods.
If you need more of a distraction, he'll take you out on the town. You'd go somewhere like an aquarium, or an arcade, then finish off the evening with some bubble tea and cookies.
He'll say a lot of comforting words like "Your happiness is the most important thing to me. No matter what I'll always be here for you."
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melodux · 2 years
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Hey honey!
A little request, how do you think Josuke and Okuyasu deal with their fem!s/o insecurities, she usually doesn't like that she has stretch marks and cellulite, usually they catche her looking at herself at the mirror. How do they help and do for her?
A little self-indulgent :p
There's nothing wrong with being self-indulgent!
If Josuke were to catch you looking at yourself in the mirror with a frown on your face, turning every which way to try to catch your best angle, he'd step up behind you, placing his hand over your eyes to tilt your head back so he can place a kiss on your lips. Keeping you there he'd say "None of that matters. I love you no matter how you look." Then he'd offer to pick out your outfit for you if you feel you're having trouble finding things you feel you look good in. Not because he doesn't trust you to dress yourself well, he's just trying to take the burden of choice off your hands. Okuyasu would watch you watching yourself in the mirror for a bit, honestly trying to figure out what you're doing. Eventually he takes a shot in the dark and asks if you're "feeling weird about how you look." When you admit it with a blush, he sighs and tugs off his tank top. Oku gets closer and you can see all the scars battle and life has left on him. He runs his fingertips over them. "See these? I'm not exactly proud of them, either... But you still kiss me and tell me that I'm sexy! And it's the same for you, too! We just look the way we do, and that's the hottest we can be! I guess what I'm trying to say is.. don't worry about it too much. I love you."
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melodux · 2 years
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Hi honey, I hope your back is alright 🥺💕
Do you have some Josuke nsfw headcanons to share? 👉🏼👈🏼
Thank you! It will be eventually, I'm sure.
(since it's been a topic of discussion on Twit) Josuke is good at oral. It takes him a bit to get adjusted the first few times he's given you head, but he's attentive and notices how your body reacts in his grasp. Soon those pretty lips and tongue are making your toes curl in minutes.
I don't remember if I've said this before but personal dick headcanon: just under 8 inches, with a 1.5 inch girth. And he's shy about it, since people stare in public restrooms and baths. But the Joestar genes blessed him with a great ass and package, what can he do? 🤷‍♂️
He's talkative during sex. He's always checking in, seeing what feels good for you. Or if he has a role to play, he's gonna play it well.
Josuke's a switch! Really it's an act of service to you, but both topping and bottoming feel good to him, so he's fine in whatever way you want him.
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melodux · 2 years
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A response to Josuke note of asking a chubby darling out.
Josuke why are you so obsessed with a girl like me who is a chubby. You can do so much better even your groupies think so too and always whispers things in the hallways and say you probably being nice guy to keep up your reputation. I guess if you do like me then let's meet at Toni's tonight. If you don't show up then I will learn it was all a lie but if it's true then maybe i was the one who is insecure and blind ~ sincerely Y/N
As soon as Josuke's eyes read the last word on the note, he's off to Tonio's. He even skips class a little early so he can avoid Okuyasu and Koichi asking prying questions. Of course, this makes him quite early for your meeting, but he wants to talk to you as soon as possible.
He's seated, facing the door. Josuke looks quite intimidating; hunched over, with his arms crossed and knee bouncing. His eyebrows are furrowed as he glares at the entrance. Thankfully Tonio doesn't get many visitors at a time.
He's angry, of course, but really at you. He's upset that you think of yourself that way, he won't lie. However his mind is mostly overrun with irritation at the people that talk, and at himself for letting things get this way.
You finally come through the door sometime in the early evening. Josuke has to stop himself from jumping up to greet you. After all, he doesn't want to overwhelm you, or scare you with his attitude. He takes a deep breath to calm himself, and watches you as you timidly make your way over to the table, and seat yourself across from him.
Your butt is barely in the chair when he blurts, "Don't listen to them!" You can only stare wide-eyed as he continues. "People will talk because they're jealous, or they're idiots, or whatever, and they'll tell themselves any made-up thing to make themselves feel better. But they don't know us. Obviously, they can't tell how deeply I feel for you."
Josuke's expression and tone softens. "Sorry. I don't mean to come off like I'm upset with you, I'm not. I wish I could've done better to get rid of these thoughts of yours before they started. You wanna know why I'm obsessed with you? Because you're perfect for me. It doesn't matter what you look like, you spark feelings of love in me. I don't want to be around anyone but you."
He reaches across the table, his palms upward in a gesture that asks for your touch. You place your hands in his, and Josuke lifts them to his lips for a kiss. "In my experience, people will always talk no matter what. Whenever that happens, just please, believe in me? Trust me that I love you."
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melodux · 2 years
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Josuke makes such a good little boy toy. Being so nice and obedient so he can get off on the praise.
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melodux · 2 years
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Thinkin about Josuke gettin' his ass ate
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melodux · 2 years
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Bliss is knowing that, when Josuke picks out an outfit for you because you're running late, he'll dress you immaculately.
Just don't be surprised when he picks out the undergarments he likes.
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melodux · 2 years
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I couldn't stop thinking abt if Josuke were to send you a dirty video while you had to be away, so here it is. It's on the short side, so it's not getting full fic treatment. Enjoy ;)
You told him it was only gonna be for a weekend, not long at all. He still whined like a puppy at the door to see you off. And he whined nearly every other hour to you.
“I miss you :c” comes a text message, “a lot,” says another one right after.
You check the time, it’s getting pretty late. Josuke’s probably done with whatever he needed to do for the day. Unable to fall asleep next to you, you figure, is laying on the feelings of loneliness. You intend on telling him it’s just one more night, but something calls for your attention, and you have to put your response on the back-burner.
Hours pass, and you’re not able to look at your phone again until you’re settled into bed. You think of calling your boyfriend, but a video message from him derails your objective. Thinking it’s another video message of him being goofy, telling you how much he loves you while doing his nightly skincare, you preemptively smile and tap play.
Oh. This certainly is NOT what you’re expecting.
The camera is angled just so you can see the waist part of his sweatpants, and all of his torso clothed in his signature yellow tank top. The view stops at the bridge of his nose, cutting half of his face from the video. Josuke’s free hand trails up and down his abdomen.
“I miss you so much…” he breathes, his hand teasing his top farther up his body, giving you a peek at his abs. The motions are eye-catching, and hypnotic. You watch him bite his tantalizingly kissable lips as he palms over his clothed erection, his jaw dropping slightly in pleasure when he continues to work his hand over his length.
“Been thinkin’ about you,” he half-moans before bringing the hem of his shirt all the way up for his teeth to hold. Fingers gently glide over his pecs, hardening his nipples, then shimmer over the wave of his ab muscles. The very same fingers delve under the waistband of his bottoms to stroke himself proper.
You huff, it’s unfair, you want to see what he’s doing. He’s injected anticipation into you through your eyes, and you itch to move along. To just take things into your own hands, and do it yourself.
Josuke pulls his hand out from under his sweatpants. You can see traces of a smirk on his face. He leaves only the head of his cock visible, lying just below his belly button. His fingers tickle his glans, and you can see the outline of his shaft surging in his pants. Tiny moans float from the speakers of your phone until a drop of precum falls to his stomach. He squeezes the head of his cock, and shivers.
In a couple motions, he pushes the elastic of both his sweatpants, and underwear down enough so his dick, with its glistening head, bounces free. His full, taut balls cushion his fist as Josuke strokes himself quickly.
“I wish it were you,” he moans through the fabric of his shirt, followed by a chant of your name. He pauses his stroking every now and again to allow you a good look at how flushed the head of his dick is getting, how his precum lubricates his grip, and makes his cock shine. When he focuses his strokes at the tip, you know he’s close. Strands of creamy white spurt everywhere as he jerks himself through his orgasm. Wet squelching noises almost drown out his moans. Josuke only stops when his muscles are jerking, and he can barely form a fist around himself.
His afterglow radiates even through the camera lens. He lays panting, coated in his own mess. Your thighs squeeze together, and you want nothing more than to clean him up with licks and kisses of your own.
His tank top drops from his mouth, and a smile spreads on Josuke’s face, “I’ll see you tomorrow, babe.”
You hold your phone to your chest when the video stops, contemplating making one of your own to send back.
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melodux · 2 years
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Hhhfhfhgggghhhhh *froths at the mouth*
I need to release these pent-up thot thoughts. Cw for period sex and breeding kink. Sorry if this is a bit of a jumbled mess.
It’s my kink to hc that Josuke never rid himself of his horny teenage boy tendencies. He tries to reign them in, he really does, but he loses composure when you’re on your period. The first few days are hell. You both want a one-way ticket to Pound Town, but you can’t do anything about it. Not that there’s anything wrong with period sex, you just think it’s more mess than it’s worth, and Josuke respects your desires.
That doesn’t stop him from begging to do things that get you both off, if you’re feeling up to it that is. Mutual masturbation, to dry humping, to even fucking your thighs. It’s absolute torture for him to wake up next to you when you’re acting so cuddly, needy, and vulnerable. And you’re all his.
There’s been mornings that he wakes you up by grinding his clothed cock in slow gyrations against your ass.
“You’re always so horny when I’m on my period.”
“I know, I just. Mmh. I can smell when your body wants me to breed you. It wants me to fuck you until I put a baby in you. It needs me. I need you.”
With such a desperate, heated proclamation, how could you not let him hump you until he’s finished?
Josuke’s never one that only takes. It starts with asking to take a shower with you, then turns into coaxing you into letting him play with your body. He’ll do his damndest to give you a nipple orgasm until you break down, finally asking for more.
No sooner than the words leave your mouth, he’s ripped the detachable showerhead from its post to aim it at your heated, bloody cunt. The little streams of water tickle your sweet spots, but not consistently enough. The way you whine, and your thighs tremble, he knows you need something better, and abandons the showerhead to replace it with his own tongue.
Gently, Josuke parts your lips.
“Where’s that cute clit?” He breathes, poking his tongue out to roll it around on the slick muscle.
You shudder, a hand forming a claw in his hair. He wants to push you over the edge to have you absolutely screaming, to make up for all the orgasms he can’t give you. Hot, squishy lips envelop your little bud. The moans deep in Josuke’s throat makes pleasure dance on your skin. Together, your moans crescendo, and it’s feeling better and better, and he’s sucking, and he’s not letting go, and he’s making you squirt on his face, making you use his poor mouth as your personal orgasm machine.
Josuke is between your legs, one arm wrapped under your thigh, his nails digging into your skin. His other hand forms a fist around his flushed dick, furiously jerking himself until he’s spurting white on the inside of your leg, and the side of the bathtub. The sight of it is enough to almost make you black out. Your mouth waters at the thought of getting on your knees to clean him up. You want to keep going, but your body feels deliriously hot, and Josuke’s kissing up your body to wind you down.
The rest of the day feels like floating on cloud nine. All kisses, and cuddles, and service.
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melodux · 2 years
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The lovesickness potential of Josuke tho. Him staying up all night to listen to the radio so he can tape record all the songs that make him think of you for the mixtape he’ll give you. He sends in a love note to a midnight talk show, and records that too. He can’t pay attention in class, or at work, he’s too busy thinking of the next date he’ll take you on while doodling little hearts around your name on whatever writable surface is around him.
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melodux · 2 years
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Hello hello! I love your writing and especially grateful for all of your Josuke content!
Speaking of the pomp boy, what are your headcanons/imagine of Josuke with a flirty reader? Like does he flirt back or does blush a lot before and after starting to date? Does he get jealous? Because the man is not subtle about wanting affections.
Thank you!
Thank you so much, that means a lot to me! 😭🖤💜
With a flirty reader...
Before the relationship starts, Josuke is as red as apples when you flirt with him.
Because you're so flirty, he thinks you're confident and know what you want (and that probably isn't him), so he's very nervous when asking you out. You thought he would explode.
As the relationship goes on, he slowly gets used to it. But never completely. He still blushes, but now flirts back in a friendly flirting fest.
If you're flirty with other people? Frankly, he doesn't like that. But he would rather see you happy being yourself, than stifle you down.
The only idea that Josuke wants the other person to get is that you're just friendly. So he asserts dominance in other subtle (and sometimes not so subtle) ways, like holding your hand, or standing behind you with his hands around your waist while you're flirting with the other person.
He tries not to pout afterward, when the two of your are alone. Even though he's adorable when he pouts.
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melodux · 3 years
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Kinktober 2021: Day 7 - Incubus!Josuke
Incubus!Josuke having his way with a Witch!FemReader
N-sfw text and Ao3 link under the cut.
cw: demons/incubus, aphrodisiacs, dubcon, oral, penetration
Note that none of the kinktober prompts are beta read.
“A familiar? Please,” The smoke clears as he advances closer. You see that he’s naked from the waist-down as well. A blush erupts on your face, and you backpedal to keep your distance. “You witches use willpower in your magic, right? The candles, the offering,” He trails off before he backs you against the wall. Leaning down, his face is centimeters from yours. “You wanted this.”
“Okay, that should do it!” you affirm to yourself, giving a marked page in your grimoire one last look-over before closing it and setting it aside. You’re so very excited for your first familiar. You’ve been practicing your craft for a while now. Summoning your own familiar will be a step up to becoming a more experienced witch.
You take a few deep breaths to get the feel of the air around you. Though not very scenic, or nature-filled, the basement you chose as your summoning ground is perfect. The floor is big enough for your circle, including all the ingredients, and offerings. The enclosed space will keep your familiar within reach - you’ve heard stories of them bolting into the woods right after summoning. With minimal distractions, your familiar will focus on bonding with you, until you feel comfortable enough to bring it into the world.
Your steady, deep breathing continues. Through half-lidded eyes, you watch the flames flicker in the center of tens of candles, the only light source in the room. Visualizing the types of creatures you’d like as a helper, you close your eyes, then touch your fingertips to the circle.
A smoky, citrus scent reaches your nose, and a voice fills your ears. “Well this is a surprise. Usually it’s a desperate housewife wishing really hard in the middle of the night,” it says.
Light smoke clouds your vision when your eyes snap open, so you stand to get a better view. Something human-shaped and flesh colored stands in your way. A human? No, this can’t be right, you think to yourself in a panic.
“I get the occasional man in denial, too,” he continues. A pair of eyes peer down at you. They shift between dark blue, purple, and red depending on how the candlelight hits them.
You stare up at his handsomely angled face, mouth agape. His dark hair is done up in a loose pompadour, and muscles cascade down his biceps and pectorals. Plump, soft-looking lips barely hide the fangs in his mouth when he smirks.
He reaches for your face with a clawed hand to trace your bottom lip with his thumb, “Such a pretty mouth for me to use.”
“No!” You shout as you tear away from him. Snatching your book from the floor, you scramble to reach your marked page. “There must be some mistake. I was trying to-”
You’re interrupted by him when he rips your grimoire from you by its spine, tossing it aside. Your last defense against him, gone.
“A familiar? Please,” The smoke clears as he advances closer. You see that he’s naked from the waist-down as well. A blush erupts on your face, and you backpedal to keep your distance. “You witches use willpower in your magic, right? The candles, the offering,” He trails off before he backs you against the wall. Leaning down, his face is centimetres from yours. “You wanted this.”
“An Incubus…”
“That’s right, sweetie,” He confirms with a wink. “You can call me Josuke. Now, do you wanna tell me what you want me to do to you? Or should I take care of you here?”
“...” You’re stunned into silence, trying to concentrate on how to fix your mistake. The demon’s entrancing beauty derails your thought process again and again.
“What, no response? Are you a virgin?” Josuke hardly waits for a response before rolling his eyes with a smile. “You don’t have to answer that. Your body will tell me.” his last line is whispered on your lips before he captures them in an intense kiss.
A tingling heat invades your mouth when his tongue starts to dance with yours. It spreads to your brain at a dizzying rate. You feel it in your fingertips, down to your thighs. You whine into the kiss as your knees almost give out. The demon breaks the kiss with a chuckle, his claws trail around your neck. His touch is the only thing cooling your heated skin. You want more. Your brain’s summons enough power to remind you of the aphrodisiacs in an incubus’s kiss before giving into instincts.
Sharp nails drag down the front of your dress, shredding it. The tiniest voice inside you laments that you really liked that dress. Any distress fizzles out when Josuke dots electric kisses down your collarbone, to your nipples, giving each one a good suck before moving lower. The tingles his saliva leaves behind hardens the little buds in an instant
Pausing before he reaches your core, the incubus hoists one of your thighs over each of his shoulders. With your back against the wall, his face makes for an impromptu seat, allowing him to delve his tongue straight into your entrance. You swear your pussy vibrates with his touch.
Unable to stop yourself, you give a high-pitched whine. In response, Josuke flicks his tongue up to your clit, drawing small circles around it. He goes back and forth between tongue-fucking you, and tickling your clit, increasing his speed while he watches your eyes glaze over with lust, and pleasure. His long, skinny tail, tipped with a heart, swishes back and forth like the demon is enjoying this. It’s not long before your orgasm crashes over you. Your hips grind on his face, but the way his lips grip your sensitive little button allows him to hold on for the ride. The sensations of friction from Josuke’s mouth, with the icy-hot staccato prickles, make it feel like your orgasm never washes away. Your hand flies to your face to keep in any moans that threaten to spill from your lips.
“You’re so cute,” the demon chides once he lets go. The shine of your arousal on his chin catches your eye. He moves your legs off of him, and you quickly discover that your legs work as well as pudding. You would’ve collapsed if Josuke didn’t scoop you up into his arms. A fang drags along the lobe of your ear,  making you shiver. “No one can hear you down here.”
Josuke sets you down gently in the center of your drawn circle. The candles surround the two of you like a protective halo. He kneels between your legs, taking his time to simply toy with your body. Tweaking your nipples, trailing his nails along your sides, measuring the sorts of reactions he’s drawing out of you.
“Before I forget,” he leans down to your cunt once more, but something sharp and sizzling digs into your thigh. It’s quick, over in a heartbeat.
“Wha-” is all you can muster, looking down at him raising to his knees again, still in a daze.
“Leaving my mark on you. Y’know, in case your cute self screws up again, and you summon some other incubus.”
Too stimulated to ask more, you lower your head back down.
Something blunt and warm drags along your wet slit, then prods at your entrance. This is the only warning you receive before an immense pressure slides inside you. You didn’t get a chance to see exactly what this demon is packing, but you can certainly feel it now. Josuke grips your hips as he finds a rhythm with ease. His cock sliding along your inner walls fucks any thought from your mind.
“Who knew you’d get so wet from me eating you out? You’re pretty tight, but your pussy accepted me no problem.”
“So good…”
“Yeah? I knew this position would be best for you.”
His speed increases, and his tail curls around to reach between your bodies. A few strokes of the incubus’s tail tip along your engorged clit is all it takes to send you over the edge again. This time you let yourself scream, arching your back wantonly. An electric feeling courses through your body, rewiring your brain to only think of the fat dick fucking you. It keeps going, and you feel as though you’re melting into the concrete.
Josuke’s hips still after a few grunts. He looks much less disheveled than you. Less sweaty, less breathless. “Wanna go for round two? I’m not like human guys, I can stay hard aaallll niiight,” he purrs.
You say nothing, concentrating on catching your breath, your skin tingling so sweetly as the clouds of heaven let you back down to earth slowly.
“Aww, I think one is enough,” he coos before rising to his feet.
Sleep tugs heavily at your eyelids. Against your returning better judgement, you let them close.
“You should mess up more often. ‘Till next time, sweetie.”
Josuke’s words echo in your mind as you drift off to sleep. https://archiveofourown.org/works/33792970/chapters/85789780
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melodux · 2 years
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Imagine you and Josuke are on a date, and this is before you've gone all the way together. It's a simple date, just a picnic in the park. It starts to rain. You seek shelter under a tree, hoping it'll let up. Instead it rains harder. The tree is pretty tall, neither of you are getting wet, if at all. The rest of the park crowd has cleared.
But there's something so serene, and exclusive being with Josuke alone under a tree. Your presence hidden from the world behind a curtain of rain. It feels like you're the only two people in the world.
Chatting with an arm around you protectively turns into cuddling, turns into a makeout session with you in his lap. Josuke's hands rub around your hips, your tummy, just above your waistband. The caresses, and lust in his eyes make it clear that he wants you.
The rain still pours. You figure you'd be discreet enough if you stayed in his lap. You let him curve a hand down your pants.
He's got one arm around you, pinning you to his chest. Josuke's pillow-soft lips, and cashmere tongue glide along your neck, leaving butterfly kisses on your collar, or wherever he can reach with all your squirming underneath him.
His two fingers rubbing either side of your clit while they curl inside you are driving you wild. You're bucking your hips for more. You can feel Josuke's cock on your thigh.
It surges in his pants with every accidental grind against your body, the poor thing desperate for touch. The rain threatening to let up any second keeps you from giving the OK to just fuck already. But for now, it masks any lewd noises coming from your cunt, or either of your throats.
It's not long until your body can't take it anymore, and practically bounces on his fingers all on its own. Josuke lets you take the lead, showering you with kisses as he palms himself to the rhythm of your gyrations.
When your legs finally give out, he holds you close, taking his time to pull his thoroughly soaked hand from you. He spots little love pecks all over your cheeks, temple, and head while you come down. Wrapping both arms around you until the rain lets up.
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melodux · 2 years
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A few Josuke headcanons:
- If you're walking around the house in something particularly flattering/revealing on the bottom, he'll call you over for smooches and cuddles by saying "C'mere with that cute ass!"
- His glances at your lips when he wants a kiss are NOT subtle.
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