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Star Platinum hated the way Jotaro treated you at times.
Jotaro Kujo was a man with very complicated feelings. And even more complicated was finding ways to express - and cope with - these feelings. For Jotaro, his three tried and true methods for dealing with things that pushed him out of his comfort were:
A , yell at them, in which they would leave him alone or at least shut up.
B , punch them, in which they would leave him alone or at least shut up.
C , hospitalize them, in which they would have no choice but to leave him alone and definitely would not be able to talk to anyone anytime soon.
And he had been able to go through life quite comfortably following these methods.
Until you had to come along.
Jotaro loved you - obviously, since he’d agreed to be with you in the first place - but being in a relationship brought with it an influx of uncomfortable situations and emotions he hadn’t anticipated. He’d tried yelling at you once, in the very beginning, and you hadn’t taken that very well - the hour of crying after had made his feelings worse, actually. And while he was a rough guy, he’d never even dreamed about violently putting his hands on you.
Which left him with just his last resort.
It was his own special take on the Joestar Technique - his grandfather’s “Run away!” - that entailed emotional distancing if he found himself in discomfort.
When he felt that a conversation may spiral into an argument, he would go quiet and unresponsive. If things got too serious, he would seem particularly interested in this book or that work and ignore you.
This frustrated you to no end. You wanted to communicate with Jotaro and work things out and be fair. Jotaro, on the other hand, wanted nothing to do with that. In fact, he would prefer if you just told him what to do and bossed him around instead of talking with him about it.
That night, after a discussion about the possibility of you moving away for college had abruptly ended when Jotaro turned his back to you and clicked off the lamp, Star Platinum felt that familiar frustration.
Jotaro didn’t mean to be harsh, Star Platinum knew that better than anyone; he was Jotaro, so of course he did. Jotaro’s actions came from a place of love, and a place of uncertainty. He’d never had to deal with the feelings of not wanting to hurt someone. Simply put, he didn’t know how to not be rude or say something hurtful or get worked up and angry. In his head, if he just didn’t engage, your feelings were spared and everything was fine the next day.
Star Platinum saw what this did to you. When you’d realize Jotaro had begun to ignore you, your face would fall, or your mood would change, or you would just go quiet as well. And that night, he saw that it became all too much, that you rolled over and shed silent tears of sadness and disappointment.
Slowly and unsurely, Star Platinum entered the physical world. Jotaro was silent and unmoving, and Star would’ve thought he hadn’t even realized if that wasn’t near impossible. In the gap Jotaro had created between you two, Star Platinum lay, his arms going around your slightly shuddering frame.
“Jo—“ you started in surprise, until you quickly realized it wasn’t your boyfriend, but your boyfriend’s Stand. Star sighed, a sound like the ocean’s waves, holding you tighter, more comfortingly, and you instantly felt at ease in his embrace.
“Hey, Star,” you greeted quietly, your voice weak from crying. You rolled back around - Star loosening his grip to help you - so you could see him. He moved a massive hand to gently wipe your face, and you allowed yourself the smallest smile.
“ Ora… ” Star murmured woefully, and you swore you saw sadness on his features.
“I’m alright,” you assured him, letting your eyes flutter closed at the soothing warmth of his palm on your cheek and letting out a soft breath. “It’s just... hard sometimes.”
You opened your eyes, lightly placing your hand on the side of Star Platinum’s face, returning the gesture. You hoped Jotaro could feel it.
“It just makes me sad,” you went on, staring into Star’s mesmerizing blue eyes, the same eyes as Jotaro’s, the same eyes you’d fallen in love with. “If I do have to leave for college, I don’t want his back to be the last thing I see.”
Star Platinum frowned, his bottom lip sticking out slightly in a pout. It was almost disconcerting how much he resembled your boyfriend, but you’d come to accept the Stand as part of him. You moved your hand to comb your fingers through his long hair, something that Jotaro was too proud to admit he enjoyed. It was Star’s turn to hum in content, and you swore you heard two voices. One of Star’s large hands rested on your side, caressing the curve lovingly, and the look on his face said it all: “I’m sorry.” Of course Star Platinum felt partly responsible for Jotaro’s actions.
He pulled you closer, those gorgeous ocean irisis examining your expression before looking down to your lips. You felt yourself blush, intimacy with Star still something you were relatively new to.
“Ora?” he murmured questioningly, his gaze flicking back up to meet yours. The redness on your cheeks only deepened when you realized he was asking if he could kiss you. You nodded wordlessly, lids shutting and heart pounding. You felt warm lips against yours, then a hand slipping under your shirt to splay against the small of your back, pulling you closer to deepen the kiss.
It felt familiar, comfortable. Like Jotaro, but also… not quite.
Your hands found their way to his expansive chest, fingers exploring the vast surfaces, trailing along the divots and ripples, lingering to serve extra attention whenever he tensed at being touched in a sensitive spot. Star Platinum was… huge, larger than Jotaro even, and that was saying a lot. It was almost overwhelming; you felt like you could run your hands across him for miles. You hadn’t even realized he had stopped kissing, too busy watching you with hooded eyes as you caressed his body.
“Does it… feel good?” you asked timidly, feeling a little diffident. Star nodded, breaths rapidly becoming heavier and more ragged the more you touched him. He always loved any contact with you he could get, whether it was a hug or just being close to you, so you could only imagine what this was doing to him.
Your movements stalled when Star’s hands found your waist, enormous palms and fingers swallowing your small frame. He was more hasty in discovering you, wasting no time feeling your breasts through your shirt, his lips parting and eyes slightly widening at the sound it produced from you. The thin fabric of your clothes - plus the fact you weren’t wearing a bra - gave him no trouble rubbing your hardening buds with the pads of his thumbs. You gasped softly, pressing your thighs together, looking down shyly only for them to land on the imprint of his thick member against his loincloth.
You swallowed hard, gaze flicking quickly back up to find he’d seen your realization. You felt yourself start to grow more sensitive as the air of intimacy settled in. You nibbled your lip, letting slip a quiet, bashful moan at Star’s sizeable thumbs massaging your nipples. Star seemed almost in awe at the way your body reacted under him and the noises you made; it just occurred to you that while Jotaro was no stranger to this side of you, Star Platinum had never experienced you like this first hand.
The small square of fabric that maintained Star Platinum’s decency caught your attention as it was pushed aside by his angrily throbbing girth. You felt your walls contracting at the mere sight, mind already conjuring sinful images and sensations. Star let out a long breath of warm air, dragging one hand down your front and slipping it between your legs, resting it against your clothed heat and feeling the pulse of your need.
“Do you want... to... be inside of me?” you asked lightly, butterflies exploding in your stomach. Star went tense at your words, turning to look over his shoulder at Jotaro. Whether he was sleeping or not, you weren’t sure, but he hadn’t moved an inch, back still facing you two.
“Don’t worry,” you said comfortingly, sitting up and guiding the Stand to do the same. “You can love me, Star. Jotaro doesn’t mind.”
Star Platinum nodded eagerly, sitting with his back against the dark, wooden headboard as you’d directed, his hard member resting against his muscled abdomen. You slipped out of your sleep shorts and panties, Star’s gaze glued on your form as you straddled him.
With gentle and deft fingers you unraveled his scarf, smooth like silk but light as a breeze, and it dematerialized into the air, his shoulder plates and loincloth quickly following suit without your prompting. You braced your hands against his chest, leaning forward to leave kisses on his neck, sighing softly into his skin, the vibrations of your voice and soft wetness of your lips making him shiver.
“Are you excited?” you whispered sweetly, earning a shaky grunt in reply, feeling knuckles brush against your front as Star slowly stroked himself, desperate for stimulation. You let your tongue slide over Star’s smooth flesh, and you felt his rhythm stutter, a soft moan coming from his throat.
One sturdy hand clutched your hip, squeezing lightly, and you knew he wanted it now . You gripped his shoulders, lifting yourself up to align over his inordinate tip, your thighs quivering in anticipation as well as apprehension. Even in this position, taking Star’s shaft seemed a daunting task.
You knit your brows, lowering slowly, the force of his head stretching your entrance making you whimper. You bit down on your tongue, sinking further, squeezing his shoulders for support. Star watched you with deep, rasping pants, and you could practically feel him resisting the urge to just take over and thrust up into you.
You let out a startled squeak when you felt his tip push and brush against your G spot, making you jolt down in surprise and causing the rest of him to fill you up, bumping your cervix. Star Platinum’s thighs twitched under you, his hips reflexively bucking, making his member hit the bottom of your sensitive organ a second time. A choked moan tumbled past your lips and his hold on your side tightened.
You felt the intense throbbing of his painfully hard cock in your very core. You wriggled at the initial discomfort of being stretched so wide and filled so full, the small amount of friction it caused pulling a desperate whine from Star.
The ache was replaced with pleasure in a wave, almost unbearable. You lifted up, sinking back down on his shaft, and he groaned in satisfaction, his head falling back against the headboard with a jarringly loud thump. If Jotaro hadn’t already been awake already with all the things he must’ve been feeling, he definitely would be now.
“Star… you’re so—“ you drawled, but was interrupted by your stuttered moan as the ridges of his tip dragged over your G spot. Star Platinum seemed conflicted on whether he should close his eyes and let his senses drown in the haze of sex or devour your body with his gaze. He opted for the second option, and you suspected he was enjoying the sight of your breasts bouncing under your shirt quite a bit. His unoccupied hand went to rub idly over his hulking chest and abdomen, darkened irises eating up every inch of your anatomy.
The way his cock hit just the right spots every time reduced you to an incoherent whining mess. You took all of him inside of you, your walls spasming around him as you began to grind into his lap, a string of moans and soft pleas tumbling from your mouth. Star’s low growl sent a shudder down your whole body leading right into your pulsating pussy where it felt like total bliss. Your eyes rolled back so hard you experienced a twinge of headache, and you were in danger of cumming right then and there.
Your brain must have melted into a sticky syrup as you continued to ride Star Platinum, slow and deep, moaning out his name, forgetting all of your worries. He felt so good inside of you, so unreal . His husky, warm breaths, his fingers digging into the flesh of your hip, his girthy cock that abused your poor little pussy, intruding your tight hole and forcing it to stretch around him.
You felt as though any greater pleasure would push you off into insanity.
“Mh— Star ,” you drawled sloppily, barely aware of the drool that dripped from your lip. “Please, I-I… cum, I’m gonna cum .”
Star Platinum’s deep groan sent tremors down your spine, You bounced on him faster, more desperately as your need for your climax grew. Moans and whimpers were pouring freely from you now, mixing with Star’s grunts which were rapidly increasing in volume. You clenched around his shaft erratically, whining as you were just on the cusp of orgasm.
Star tossed his head back, knocking the headboard again, and he pulled you down onto him suddenly, his cock hitting your G spot, hitting your cervix, popping your balloon of pleasure. Your nails dug into the skin of his shoulders, sobbing out a moan, back arching as you came hard, squirting unexpectedly all over the base of his member and his pelvis. Your movements stalled as your mind clouded, but Star Platinum wasn’t having any of it.
He held you still with one strong hand, the other gripping the top edge of the headboard for support as he fucked up into you, making you squeal. He was all growls now, basking in your hiccuped whines, your chanting of his name in rhythm with his thrusts. You were still trembling out the last waves of your high, clenching his cock, the overstimulation driving you to tears.
His hips stuttered, losing pace. He pulled you back against him, all the way onto his lap, grinding you into him, eyes flicking in and out of focus. He shuddered, groaning lengthily as he climaxed, his cock spasming inside of you, the muscles on his stomach tensing and relaxing. A small, still-aware part of you led you to slowly rock forward and back on him, helping him ride out his orgasm, to which he sighed blissfully.
You slumped forward against Star Platinum’s solid chest, melting against his warmth, listening to his ragged, labored breaths as well as your boyfriend’s, who was now, undoubtedly, awake. Star reached around under your shirt to slowly rub your back, his girth giving a few final twitches inside of you. Your own arms snaked around his huge torso to hold him tightly, sniffling from your cathartic release.
“Thank you, Star,” you murmured into his chest, tightening your embrace. “You always know how to make me feel better.”
Star Platinum hummed in content, returning the hug, his powerful arms protective and comforting. When you felt the bed shift slightly, heard the bathroom door close quietly, you couldn’t help but to think, “ thank you, Jotaro.”
You didn’t mind if Jotaro had unorthodox ways of working through his feelings. Because at least you knew he was trying, for you.