"For Christ's sake (y/n), shut up already," Jotaro snarls, quickening his pace.

He keeps his hand cupped firmly over their lips as he drags his tongue along their neck, leaving a trail of saliva on their bruised flesh. (y/n) had already been reduced to nothing but a writhing moaning pile for Jotaro to do as he pleased with.

"Screaming bitches like you annoy me all to Hell. Maybe you can get away with doing that after you slide down into my fucking stomach."

Wrote this on Discord tonight and... oh man. What kind of demon possesses me at this hour? (thanks/credit to MoonrazeMaelstrom for the title of this entry)

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Despite all the squirming that Kass could manage, it would prove to be useless between the tight, rough grasp of Jotaro Kujo. Their feeble attempts to escape amused him, and the closer he brought them to his awaiting mouth, the more they'd freak out. A loud groan of his stomach is what brought him to the realization that we wouldn't be able to keep up this torture forever, despite how fun it may have been-- for him, anyway. Jotaro dangles his prey just above his bared jaws, between two fingertips.

"How does that one saying go again..." he grumbles to himself. "Oh yeah,...
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I had this one back on 12/27/2017 (made a note of it).

I'm in bed, in a house I used to live in. I get out and casually head downstairs, into the kitchen. I stop at the sight of Jotaro sitting at the table. His eyes are locked on me but his expression remains as stoic as usual. He doesn't have his jacket on, it's tossed over to the side.

I slowly claim the vacant chair near my side, and sit down across from the delinquent. I don't know what to think. (I mean, to be real, what can I think when I'm already in a dream?) I notice he's holding onto a bowl of blueberries. He takes one and puts it in his mouth-- doesn't chew, just swallows. The cycle repeats, each individual berry disappearing between Jotaro's lips and down behind the slight bob of his prominent Adam's...
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I had a very vivid, very important dream a couple of years back.

It was in the first person. I wore a tank top and loose shorts and was just kind of standing around my dorm room for a while. It was uneventful for a bit. If I had all my senses, I imagine the linoleum floor underneath my feet would have been ice cold. A stark contrast to where I was (at the time, unknowingly) going to end up by the end of this.

I walk towards the door and gently push it open. Normally there would have been a hallway out here, but not this time. This time there was nothing awaiting me. Yet. Just an empty, white void. Regardless, I walk out into it, looking around aimlessly.

I don't have long before *it* happens. I don't know how I didn't see him coming. Of course I'm...
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Finally joined this website after a bit of silent lurking, now I'm ready to get involved and discuss. Let's see where this goes!