Identity V Oneshots

Joseph X Reader smut (to be edited)

(Mature content ahead, be aware. and I can't French sorry)

It was your first week in this Manor. As a hunter your job was to hunt down the survivors, who desperately try to run away from your grasp. It took quite a while for them to get used to your abilities, which rewarded you with quite a few wins and ties, a couple of losses in bad times. The other huntresses were very sweet and even some female survivors warmed up to you once they saw your 'out of matches' unharmful side.

From the male part, some were simply too rude or too shy to speak to you. You were determined and stood for yourself. Which made you not get along with the famous ripper, who always tried to charm you. But there was one that appreciated your personality, the one and only Joseph. He caught your eyes as soon as you stepped foot in this Manor. You would always love to spectate his matches and appreciate his perfect appearance.

Whenever you managed to strike up a small conversation with him, you listened every word and payed attention to his accent. Whenever he spoke French with you, you'd simply melt. He had amazing manners and you couldn't tell if he was flirting or simply being polite. Slowly, the both of you begun to bond more and more.

It was currently a summer break. The hottest month of the year and so miss Nightingale decided to allow a month without games, untill the temperature is good once again for the matches. Some had no trouble with the heat, as their clothes weren't so closed like you. Although others covered their entire body, like the Seer, making them need some refreshing time quite often.

You were walking through the corridors towards Joseph's room. You haven't seen him through the morning and neither lunch, so you decided to bring him some food. It wasn't one of his favorite foods but there wasn't much you could cook. You knocked on his door, but there was no answer. "Joseph? " you peeked the door open and called out for him. With no sign of his presence, you let yourself in. You wouldnt stay for long and he won't mind if you don't touch anything.

Looking around, nothing seemed out of normal, so you walked over to the bedstand and set the plate down. That's when you heard a door open. Looking back, you smiled, thinking Joseph was back from whatever he was doing. Most likely another photo shoot. But you were wrong and surprised when you saw him step out of his bathroom with a towel around his hips. Exposing his soft porcelain skin. With wide eyes and red face you couldn't help but to stare at him. His voice bringing you back to your senses.

"Mon amour!? What are you doing here!? " he was equally surprised to see you as he stood in the doorway. "I-i'm truly sorry Joseph! I didn't see you at lunch a-and decided to bring you some food!" You quickly apologized and looked away, closing your eyes to your heart's unpleasure. "I-ill leave you alone"

Heading to the door, your mind raced with panick and uncertainty. Does he hate you? Will he yell at you? Your thoughts got cut short when you felt a hand grab yours, pulling you back into someone's embrace. Joseph's, to be specific. He held you close, your head on the Crook of his neck allowing you to smell his scent perfectly. (Let's pretend he isn't short) looking up with an obvious blush, he placed a hand on your head, playing with your hair.

"Don't run away from me, mon amour. I am not mad at you... Simply surprised. " he calmed you down with his French accent, but still sweet, voice. After a bit you remembered he was still naked and your face went red once again. "U-umn Joseph?" "yes, mon amour?" "Y-youre... Still naked..."does that bother you cherry?" When you looked up at him, he had a devilish smirk and held your chin up.

You felt weak at the knees with his stare on you. Suddenly he leaned closer, closing the gap between you and kissing you as passionate as possible. You kissed back happily, does this mean he liked you as well? What he did next answered that question. With a Swift move he picked you up bridal style and gently set you on the bed. His towel was well tied and surprisingly didn't fall yet. The kiss got intense and soon both were making out, Joseph licked your bottom lip, asking for entrance.

Shyly but surely you opened your mouth and he let his tongue inside, exploring every spot of your cavern. A soft whimper leaving your mouth as you needed more than just a kiss at this moment. He sneaked his hands inside your shirt, tugging on it to ask for permission to remove your clothes. Both parted the kiss and you nodded, allowing him to continue and soon you were in only underwear.

You turned your head away in nervousness and covered your chest and stomach, which made Joseph chuckle and lean down to kiss your neck. "You don't have to hide from me mon amour... Tu es beau" he held your hands and gently kissed the back of one, making you remember why you fell in love with him. With a blush, you allowed tour hands to be removed and exposed your body. He didn't seem to reject anything, in fact, a blush could be seen in his porcelain cheeks as he admired every inch of your skin.

With a hand he removed your bra, leaning down to play with your breasts. He licked and sucked on one while he fondled with the other. Rubbing and squeezing it with his hand. You let out soft moans and whimpers at his touch, the butterflies in your stomach not helping at all, making you shiver. He noticed and placed his free hand on your thigh, rubbing your leg to soothe you.

Soon he moved away from your chest and placed his hands at your panties, looking up again for permission. With a small nod from you, he removed them and his blush only darkened. He started to rub your clit, in which you shivered and moaned at. He was gentle enough to not scratch you with his nails, but again he did cut them a bit shorter that day. He inserted one finger inside you and started to slowly thrust it in and out, he was preparing you for his own size. A few whimpers left you as you closed your eyes, he inserted another finger and made a scissor motion stretching your walls slightly.

Once he prepared you, he reached for his towel and took it off, showing a decent sized member standing proudly. You blushed at the sight and he chuckled at your reaction "like what you see darling?" You looked away shyly and he laughed at your reaction. Positioning himself between your legs and leaning down to place a kiss on your cheek he spoke up "may I? This might hurt a bit... Are you ready? " you nodded and wrapped your arms around his neck "yes I am... I love you" those words escaped your lips before you could stop and his eyes widened in return. With a smile of happiness he kissed you, in which you immediately returned.

He loved you back. Poking at your entrance, he trusted inside of you in one go. You groaned and whimpered in pain but he was quick to comfort you, whispering sweet words in your ear and holding you tightly. Once the pain was replaced with pleasure, Joseph begun to thrust at a slow pace. "A-ah Joseph... Mmn.. " you moaned at each thrust, encouraging Joseph to pick up his pace. Each of the sounds you let out made him want you even more.

Soon both of you were sweating and panting, Joseph was quickly thusting and making you moan loudly, whenever you said his name he'd bite into your neck and shoulders leaving marks everywhere. It was clear that you were his now. Once both of the livers reached their limits, one las cry of pleasure could be heard from both, as the only sound now was their panting.

A few weeks later, you were walking through the corridors with Wu Chang, who were both tired as well as you after a duo hunters match. The constant shooting of guns and pallet stuns made a mess of you both and the end of a tie wasn't satisfying at all. You secretly promised to never let Aesop nor Naib Kite you again. And also bring excitement next time.

After you bid good-bye to the walking Yin Yang you walked to your room to get a refreshing shower. Joseph told you he'd get a new skin and it would be a perfect opportunity for a small date before bed. Once you were done in the shower you changed into your most recent outfit, Servant of Dracula. You always wondered who'd your outfit match with but Nightingale never said one word about it. It consisted of a dress that resembled a maid, but a very highly respected one at it. You had weapons at your belt and dangerous claws at hand. Not even counting the bloody and silvery look on your favorite weapon.

Making your way towards the outside, you couldn't help but to share at your reflection in the big windows of the corridor. You were completely beautiful in this outfit and it was simply perfect for a late hour like this night. Once in the garden you examined tour surroundings finding no one in sight. "Joseph? " you called out with uncertainty. He wasn't the type to hide from you, in fact if anyone dared mess with you, he'd immediately make them regret it. Especially survivors in normal matches.

You let out a sigh and turned around, ready to head inside when suddenly a hand pulled you back into someone. With a gasp you stumbled back into this persons chest, looking up you saw white silvery hair shining in the moonlight along with two bright blue eyes. You smiled recognizing Joseph and blushed at the sight of his new outfit. He was truly looking like a Dracula. And he was all yours.

"Would you mind to be my loyal servant, mon amour?"