JoJo's Bizarre Oneshots

Jotaro x Reader: Buttons

It was always rare to see Jotaro dress formal, but god. When he did, he looked damn good. You adjusted his tie, shamelessly admiring the way his figure looked under his pale blue button up.

"Hey, would you stop staring so I can leave?"

You looked up into those beautiful eyes of his, a playful smirk on your lips, "I can't help it," you bit your lip and slid your hands down his broad chest, "You look...nice."

He mumbled his usual phrase, knowing all too well what 'you look nice' really meant. Still, a tiny smile crossed his lips as you continued your exploring on his torso, "You're such a horn dog."

You gasped and let out a laugh, "So are you!"

He scoffed, "Sure."

You abruptly hugged his waist and pushed your body against his , "Oh, so you don't remember the other night?"

Jotaro's jaw tightened as he felt every subtle curves of your body against his own, reminding him of the night in question. Of course he remembered, it was hard to forget it. Jotaro averted your eyes, his brows tightening a bit. You knew just the right buttons to push and he hated that.

You released Jotaro from your hold and stepped back, a satisfied smile on your cheeks. The mass of a man slipped on his coat and collected his things, all in silence. Jotaro's foot was literally out of the door when he felt a sudden tug on his suit. He looked over his shoulder.

"Aren't you going to give me my goodbye kiss, Jotaro?"

Your innocent-looking eyes stared up at him with underlying sensuality, your glossy lips pouting out ever so slightly.

'Damnit.'

Without warning, Jotaro seized your waist and pulled you close to him just like before. His sea green eyes stared down at you, their captivating hue distracting you for an instant before your senses came back to reality. The brute leaned down and firmly kissed your lips. A soft mewl rose from your throat as he did, your hands gripping whatever fabric they could find. His lips feverishly pushed against yours, their hot warmth igniting a passionate flame in the pit of your belly. With a rough smack, Jotaro pulled his devious lips from yours, both of you panting a bit from the temporary loss of oxygen.

"I'll see you tonight," you were still in a daze but you managed to figure out it was Jotaro talking, "Be ready."

Oh. Shit. You really did it now.

Despite your nervousness, you still teased, "Should I wear your favorite?"

Jotaro's hands gave your butt a tight squeeze, "What do you think?"

You squeaked, your cheeks instantly flushed. You swore he could be so blunt sometimes. It was actually...hot.

Much to your disappointment, he released you from his grasp and started right back on his way.

Just as he was about to get in the car, you called him out, "See? Horn dog."

He looked back at you, an almost frustrated look on his face. He appropriately flipped you off and got into the car. His rude gesture didn't faze you one bit, you shooting back your own retort, "Oh, you will tonight don't worry."

You giggled as the poor sucker slammed the door. He promptly backed out, getting one last look at your teasing grin before he took off. A soft sigh left his lips as he drove, a smile spreading on them.

You always knew exactly what buttons to push and he hated that.

Well, he didn't exactly hate it.

Maybe he did like it.

Just a little.