Also posted on the Archive of Our Own at /works/42870927 under my ao3 name Nnoitra
I want to say this is my first Jojo fic, but it's not. I used to write fics back in 2015, but safe to say they were never uploaded. That being said, this is my first DIU fic. I wanted to try writing something that is out of my comfort zone, and intimacy is one of those things. When my friend requested a fic from me for his birthday I agreed, and this was the finished product. Admittedly the beginning is a little rough because this was supposed to be a quick one-shot pwp that evolved into the longest single chapter fanfic I've written in my entire life. I also apologize for the OOC-ness that is surely in this as I'm writing from memory rather than rewatching.
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There was no fucking way. He grips the receipt so hard it tears in his grasp, his fingernails digging into his own hand so hard it leaves indents in his skin. Damn his curiosity to hell, damn that fucking bastard Josuke to hell.
Rohan growls and scrunches the receipt into a little ball and shoves it into his mouth in anger. Nearly as fast he spits it back out remembering he just pulled it out of Josuke's trash bin.
It wasn't like he had planned to go snooping through the man's garbage or anything, but quite frankly the party inside was boring him to death now that Koichi had left to go home and Josuke's annoying stares making him feel under surveillance at all times for no damn reason was doing his head in. He would have left too if it weren't for Josuke's mother hanging around and she was actually pleasant to speak to.
He spent an hour in the kitchen talking to her and showing her some of his art, preening under the compliments and attention he was getting. When she'd left to retire for the night, leaving the small group of partygoers to continue their party so long as they were quiet, Rohan had decided to stay a little longer to sketch. He was sitting at Josuke's kitchen table, idly sketching out whatever popped into his mind when he realized he'd drawn a full page of Josuke's stupid face.
He'd gotten mad and ripped the paper out, scrunching it into a ball and throwing into the nearby bin. But then he decides it's a waste of good paper and time and decides to retrieve the offending sketches. That's when he noticed it. A receipt, carefully folded and very deliberately hidden inside an empty crisp packet. He wouldn't have thought anything of it if it weren't for the partially visible store logo peeking out.
He knows what shop that is. He'd bargained with one of the artists there to let him sketch her while she worked on a client.
It was for a tattoo parlor, but he's almost positive that Josuke didn't get a tattoo. No, he's certain of it. He would have showed it off all night. But this place also does piercings. Tomoko's ears were pierced but they definitely weren't new. Josuke's ear were also pierced, but he's had them since he met the guy.
Curiosity getting the better of him he reaches in and fishes the receipt out of the bin. Unfolding it, he skims over it until he sees what was purchased.
This cannot be real. He refuses to believe it; it has to be a prank. He drops the receipt back into bin and stands up. He brushes the non-existent dust off his pants, grabs his sketchbook and bolts from the kitchen. He's all but running for the front door when he trips and smacks his head on Josuke's doorframe.
He doesn't even realize he'd been knocked out until he woke up with Josuke's stupid concerned looking face hovering over him.
He gives him a glare, "What?" He spits, sitting up with a groan and brushing his hair out of his face. His headband is gone, and he looks back to Josuke who has Rohan's headband in his hand, holding it out to him.
He grabs it from him and shoves it back on his head, not giving a shit how it looks at this point. "Why did you have my headband?" He growls.
"Well, asshole, it came off when you smacked into my door like an idiot." Josuke says, "Had to clean you up, by the way. Be thankful there's no blood on your Gucci."
Rohan decides to stay silent on that because thank God there's no blood on his Gucci but also fuck Josuke and his stupid chivalrous heart.
"Fine, don't thank me. Didn't expect it anyway." Josuke snorts and leans back away from Rohan. "What were you running away for? Diarrhea?"
Rohan grimaces and says, "Disgusting. Maybe I just wanted to leave!"
"So fast you injure yourself?" Josuke snorts, rolling his eyes, "What, are you under attack from a Stand or something? You know we'll help out with that."
"No, you idiot, I could handle an attack by myself thank you very much." He scowls at Josuke, "Besides, it's none of your business what I was doing."
"Maybe, but whatever it was started in my house so..." He gives Rohan a pointed look.
Fuck it, Rohan thinks. He's not a coward. "Did you actually get your cock pierced?" Any embarrassment he could have felt in asking that was washed away as he revels in the shocked look that crosses Josuke's face.
"How the fuck did you know about that? Not even Okuyasu knows!" Josuke growls, grabbing Rohan by the front of his shirt, "Did you fucking use Heaven's Door on me?"
"Absolutely not." He spits, "I just saw the stupid receipt by accident." It wasn't really an accident, but it also kind of was. Semantics, it would be of no use explaining it Josuke.
"The recei- what the hell were you doing going through my trash?" Josuke raises his eyebrows in confusion, "That's weird, man."
"I didn't do it for fun!" He hisses, pushing Josuke back away from. "I just dropped something in there by accident and simply went to retrieve it and happened to see the receipt."
"Sure, and you just happened to unfold it and read it by accident." Josuke scowls.
"No, I recognized the logo and was curious to know what piercing you got." Rohan explains, but honestly, he doesn't think he should need to.
"Oh, and I suppose the mere knowledge that I got my dick pierced sent you running for your life." Josuke rolls his eyes, "Come on, spill. I can't imagine you're some kind of secret piercing puritan, so what's the deal, huh?"
What's his deal? How dare Josuke ask him something like that. There's no deal. Maybe he just needed to get rid of the mental image of Josuke's penis with a metal bar in it and being in Josuke's house wasn't helping that much. Maybe, and he doesn't think this answer could be tortured out of him, he just wanted to sketch out what it might look like and figured it would be awkward even for him to draw that while in the guy's presence.
"I don't need to give you any answer." He says curtly, pulling himself up off the floor and into a standing position. He had to get out of here fast or Josuke was never going to let up on the questions.
"Well now wait just a moment." Josuke says quickly, also standing up now, reaching out to grab Rohan's sleeve. "I think you should give me answer, actually. It involves my dick after all."
He wishes he wouldn't phrase it like he's some pervert. "I owe you nothing." He says bluntly, "I simply wanted to go home because I have work to do that needed my urgent attention."
"Because my dick piercing was just such wonderful inspiration for your manga." Josuke says, he lets Rohan's sleeve go and crosses his arms instead. "So inspiring you ran faster than a damn bullet."
Rohan glares at him, and Josuke glares right back. It feels like they're in the middle of a stalemate. He considers using Heaven's Door after all, but he doesn't think he could with Josuke actually watching him this intently. With a sigh he readjusts the sketchbook in his arm and awkwardly taps his foot, not really wanting to have this conversation at all, if he can help it.
"Sure. Just so inspiring." He says it as nonchalant as he can, hoping it comes across as being sarcastic. "So inspiring I just immediately had to rush home and draw your stupid penis piercing, cock, balls, and all." Hide the truth with the truth. Usually works for him.
Josuke stares at him to the point he's starting to feel uncomfortable.
"What, you were going to draw without having seen it? Going to try and guess, were you?" Josuke finally says, breaking into a grin.
Rohan sends him a filthy look. "I said it was inspiration."
"Mm, yeah you did. But then you said rush home and draw your stupid penis piercing. You could have just said 'a penis'. So..." Josuke's grin widens, "You were thinking of drawing my dick after all."
"I hate you so fucking much, Higashikata." He knows it's like a childish admission of guilt, but this guy pisses him off so much. For guy with such a dumbass looking face, he's awfully perceptive.
"Sure you do. Sounds like you have a bit of an interest in what's in my pants." Josuke teases.
"How dare yo-" Rohan gets cut off.
"Want to see it?" Josuke asks.
Rohan can't do anything but stare, processing what the hell was just said to him. He must have taken too long to answer though because Josuke suddenly goes red and backs up a few steps.
"I'm sorry." Josuke says quickly, "That was weird of me"
Well, at least he had the decency to look ashamed for such a bold offer. That being said, Rohan was nothing if not prideful in his art and if Josuke was offering...
"Ok." Rohan says, "Show me."
Josuke looks taken aback and doesn't reply.
"What? Rescinding your offer already?" Rohan snaps. If Josuke made that offer in jest Rohan was not going to be responsible for the murder that was going to be committed.
"What... now?" Josuke asks, "But there's people still in the house!"
They were all asleep though, if the lack of noise was anything to go by. Or maybe they all just went home. He doubts it. Rohan wonders how long he was out for.
"What the fuck is wrong with you? It's not like we're having sex! I'm just looking!" Rohan hisses, trying so hard to not strangle this stupid buff idiot. "You're the one that offered, moron!"
Josuke is completely red at this point. "I didn't think you'd accept." He mumbles.
"Then why the fuck did you say it!?" Rohan growls at him, he's almost furious at this point. He can't even say it's really misplaced anger, either.
"I don't know, it just slipped out!" Josuke explains, having trouble keeping eye contact with Rohan.
"It did not just slip out!" Rohan says harshly, "You- you flirted."
"Well, I wouldn't have if you were going to be such a little bitch about it." Josuke huffs. Then he realizes he basically admitted to having the intent to flirt.
Josuke goes red and quickly turns away from Rohan, "Fuck it, just go." He says and makes his way to his kitchen.
So, Rohan does. He stomps out through Josuke's front door and makes it all of 4 meters before he stops.
Fuck.
That asshole meant to flirt with him.
Just the idea of it has him stumped. He's not sure how to deal with this knowledge, in fact, the entire night has thrown him out. Plus, the whole finding out that Josuke went got his cock pierced in secrecy? It felt like everything he perceived about Josuke previously was worthless information. Oh, and how hated not knowing something.
He bites his lip and contemplates whether to fuck off back home or turn around and flirt his way into Josuke's pants just to see. The only thing stopping him was Josuke's flirting. He doesn't think even he would be enough of an ass to pretend to reciprocate Josuke's... feelings.
Apparently, his standing around gets noticed though, as the door opens back up and an uncomfortable looking Josuke stands there.
Rohan turns around. "I'm leaving. I swear."
"You've been there for 5 minutes." Josuke sighs, "Look, I don't know what's plaguing your brain or whatever, but I'm sorry for flirting with you. I want you know I didn't have romantic intentions, and I hope we can brush past this and not make it awkward for the rest of our friends when we hang out."
Josuke starts to close the door as Rohan's processing the apology. With a jolt, Rohan quickly struts back up to the door and throws a hand forward to stop it from shutting all the way.
"Wait!" He yells, then winces hoping he didn't wake anyone up.
"What? Need me to grovel at your feet, too?" Josuke says with a blank face, but there's no real bite to the words.
"You yourself said you didn't have romantic intentions. Do you or do you not have feelings for me?" Rohan asks, and he's never been so serious when asking such a stupid question. Because if Josuke doesn't... game changer.
"I mean, I don't have feelings for you like that because you don't really talk to me without Koichi there, so I've never had that chance..." Josuke starts awkwardly rubbing the back of his neck.
"That's not an answer." Rohan says curtly, "My guess is you just want to get in my pants. Am I right?"
Josuke's red again, "Well, you're hot. Is that so terrible?" He mutters.
Oh, this is good. Great, even. Because while Josuke annoys him to the point of near hatred, Rohan isn't blind, and if he's maybe fucked into his own fist at night with thoughts of his mouth on Josuke's dick then that's his business. Plus, over however long it's been since the whole Kira situation, Josuke has grown. He's taller than Rohan now, and he'll die before he admits that he does kind of like that. He comes to a decision.
Keeping his eyes locked on Josuke's face to take in every miniscule reaction, he grabs him by the front of his shirt and pushes him back into his house and slips in after him, closing the door behind them.
"H-hey, you're not going to kill me, are you?" Josuke stammers, reaching up to grip at Rohan's arm.
"Shut up, Higashikata." Rohan says with a low growl before surging forward and kissing him harshly, making sure to bite him as he does.
Josuke has to take a moment to get over his shock before Rohan can feel the other man's hands slip down to his waist and pull him closer. Rohan still has his sketchbook propped up under his arm and with an annoyed groan he breaks the kiss off and quickly finds somewhere to dump his stuff.
He ends up just propping his sketchbook against the wall by the door and turns back to Josuke, taking in his flushed appearance with a sense of pride. He looks him up and down with a smirk.
"Well?" He asks, "Going to get your cock out for me or not?"
"Not here." Josuke says breathily, still reeling from the kiss. "We might get caught."
"You have a bedroom, don't you?" Rohan rolls his eyes.
"Yeah, but Okuyasu's asleep in there, and Koichi and Yukako on the couch in the living room." Josuke explains.
Well, that sucks.
"Fine, we've got two options then, take it or leave it." Rohan sighs, "I can drive you back to my place, or we can just do this in my car. I drove here after all."
"I'm surprised you're offering your car at all, figured you wouldn't want the upholstery to get messed up." Josuke snorts.
"I don't, but quite frankly I don't care right now." Rohan replies, "That being said, hurry up and choose."
"Well, it depends. If I got to your place, are you going to drive me home tomorrow?" Josuke asks, "Because if not then we'll just use your car."
Rohan thinks about it for a moment. "Maybe. If I feel up to it. Although, if I don't feel up to it, and you do a good job, I'll call you a taxi and I'll pay for it."
Satisfied with his answer, Josuke walks toward him and holds a hand out. "It's a deal."
"That's fucking stupid, this isn't a deal or no deal situation." Rohan rolls his eyes, but shakes Josuke's hand anyway, just to humor him. He doesn't let go. "Let's leave now." He drags Josuke back out the door and out to his car.
Josuke lets his hand go to get in the passenger side, watching Rohan make his way to the driver's side and slide in.
"Can I ask something?" Josuke says.
"You just did." Rohan teases.
"Shut up. Anyway, um, I just want clarification." Josuke mumbles, fidgeting in his seat, "Am I coming to your place only to show you my dick or are we...?"
Rohan rolls his eyes. He'd thought he'd been pretty obvious with this whole thing but leave it to Josuke to not get it. "Obviously you're going to fuck the shit out of me. Then I'm going to draw your dick."
Josuke's silent so Rohan sneaks a peak over at him as he starts the car and pulls out onto the road. He's pleased to see the guy red and a hand covering his mouth in embarrassment.
"That is, if you want to. No feelings attached, of course." Rohan felt the need to clarify the feeling's part, just in case Josuke changed his mind and started thinking about dating. Ugh. Romance is dead and Rohan killed it personally.
"I want to!" Josuke says quickly, "And I promise, no feelings attached that aren't strictly..." He gestures vaguely toward Rohan.
"It's not going to kill you to say the word sexual." Rohan really wants to roll his eyes, but he has the feeling he's been doing that a lot tonight. "I'm fucking hot and we both know it."
"It seems to be the only thing we agree on." Josuke mumbles, "But still, you're so chill about this. It makes me feel like I'm still a kid."
"Well, you are." Rohan retorts, then immediately feels like shit, "Well, um. How old are you?" He really should have asked before. It had been a while since the Kira incident, but he's not really 100% sure how old Josuke was then either, only that he was in the same class as Koichi.
"Can't even be bothered to remember my age?" Josuke huffs, "I'm 20 now, you moron."
Rohan snorts, "Like hell you are."
"Why is it so shocking to you that I aged? It's been years!" Josuke argues, "What the hell, man?"
"Well excuse me for not giving a shit!" Rohan growls.
"How old did you think I was?" Josuke asks.
"I didn't think at all, just assumed you're at least 18, surely." Rohan shrugs. "I mean you got your dick pierced; you weren't going be anything under that."
"Oh, so you were fine having sex with me if I was fresh jailbait, then?" Josuke snorts in amusement, "Weirdo."
Rohan pulls a face and slams on the car's brakes so hard Josuke smacks into the window in front of him with a grunt.
"What the hell, asshole!?" Josuke yells, rubbing his face.
"I just said to you I didn't think about it at all!" Rohan yells back, "All I was thinking about was the stupid fucking piercing! I'm not going to think of that and then think 'wow I hope Josuke is 18 so can I take his cock like champ'! I didn't think about doing this with you at all until your stupid little confession, so fucking forgive me for not thinking immediately you were a kid when we made an agreement to basically be fuck-buddies for the night!"
It's a half truth. He's thought of Josuke before, but he never considered what that meant. Plus, he's not that stupid, he knows it's been at least a few years since Kira, and that Josuke wasn't exactly a young teen at the time.
"Jesus Christ I was just messing around, God you're such an overdramatic little bitch." Josuke groans, "I'm so lucky I don't have feelings for you, I couldn't even really say friendship, because if I did, I think I'd have to off myself."
"If you had feelings for me, you should be grateful to even be in my presence." Rohan says. he can feel his blood boiling and decides to start driving again to give himself something to focus on that isn't Josuke.
He couldn't really say the car ride back to his place was particularly silent with the way they both bickered and argued the entire time, but he was thankful it wasn't an awkward tense silence either. Because that would have been far worse. Arguing with Josuke was, dare he say, almost fun. It was fun to rile him up and get him mad, and fuck was it hot to watch him go red with anger, or embarrassment; admittedly he has trouble deciphering which of the two are which on most occasions, but it doesn't stop him from whatever rudeness-driven spiel is coming out of his mouth.
He pulls up to the sidewalk and shuts off the engine. Both he and Josuke quickly exit the car, Rohan locking it behind him and making his way up to his front door. He unlocks it and stands aside to allow Josuke in after him. Once the door is shut, he turns back to face Josuke.
"Right, so-" Rohan gets cut off as Josuke grabs him by the collar and pulls him into a bruising kiss, slamming his back against the door, and fuck Josuke for making him make that noise.
Josuke pulls back and Rohan chases his mouth. "Wait. I just wanted to do that before you kill me."
That makes Rohan pause. "What the fuck do you mean?"
"Well..." Josuke starts to get visibly nervous.
"Spit it out now." Rohan growls, "Or get the fuck on with fucking me." He swears to God he'll kill Josuke if he's chickening out.
"Well, I sort of realized on the way here that I fucked up." Josuke admits, "I um, well. You know, dick piercing, right?"
"Yes. Dick piercing. That's why we're here." Rohan seethes.
"It's new." Josuke says, "I only got it a few days ago."
"And?" Rohan retorts quickly but pauses. "Wait- oh."
"Yeah." Josuke feels awkward and Rohan kind of wants to beat him to death.
"You're a fucking moron." Rohan hisses at him, and actually takes a shot at slapping him repeatedly in the arm, "You're a fucking imbecile! You're going to blue ball me!?"
"You can still draw it, right?" Josuke pleads, "Plus I'll... I guess I can suck you off?"
"So, you're going to blue ball yourself, then?" Rohan scoffs, "Fuck it, fine. You can fuck me when it's healed. Get me off however in the meantime."
Josuke grins at the prospect of a return visit and says, "You're a bit of a slut, aren't you?"
"I'm a little pent up lately, I'll admit." Rohan glares. It's true, but normally he'd just drive out to S-City and go to a discreet bar whenever the urge arises. Admittedly there's been a few times he's had to use his stand to write I will not remember having sex with Rohan Kishibe; he likes to leave it out for a bit because there's plenty of compliments to get when the guy fucking you keeps talking about how brilliant your work is.
Josuke snorts in amusement and pulls Rohan back in for a kiss, keeping it slow and languid, hoping to draw some sounds out of Rohan.
Rohan can feel Josuke's hands slip down to his waist to pull him flush against him, and he can't help the soft noise he emits as his crotch is pressed against Josuke. It makes him realize just how hard he actually is and if Josuke doesn't get on with this right now he's going to kill him.
He grabs one of Josuke's hands from his waist and pulls it down to the tent in his pants. Getting the hint finally, Josuke cups him and squeezes. He lets out an embarrassing hoarse groan and ruts into Josuke's hand.
Josuke laughs breathily, "Jeez, you're fucking needy." He mutters against his lips, kissing him again before Rohan gets the time to retort. "I want to fuck you so bad it's killing me."
He hums into the kiss and lets his hands roam, feeling out Josuke's chest and hips. While they don't get along, he has to appreciate Josuke's form, his muscles; it was such a pity that this man pissed Rohan off so much because he was the most gorgeous specimen he'd ever met. An Infuriating and beautiful man, so kind and yet he can snap at the drop of a hat. Rohan wants to punch him, tear at him, stab him and hurt him, yet also feel his cock deep inside of him, feel his hands bruising his hips and leaving little marks all over him. Oh God he wants Josuke to bite him until he bleeds.
When Josuke's kisses start making their way along his jaw, nipping and sucking, Rohan sighs. "My room. Now." He says breathily.
Josuke's hands reach down and grab his ass, lifting him up. Rohan squeaks and wraps his arms around Josuke's neck. Josuke grins and buries his face in Rohan's neck, "You smell so fucking good." He groans, breathing in his scent, pressing soft kisses in the juncture between Rohan's neck and shoulder.
Josuke carries him up the stairs and down the hall, Rohan guides him to the right room.
Rohan grunts as Josuke lets him drop down onto his bed with a bounce. "Asshole." He growls but doesn't get the time to complain much more as Josuke kneels on the bed and nudges his legs open, leaning down to kiss him roughly. He crawls forward to kneel between Rohan's legs, breaking their kiss he pushes Rohan flat down onto mattress and sits up to slip his own shirt off and throw it behind him somewhere.
Smirking down at the artist, Josuke massages Rohan's upper thighs, kneading his way towards his pelvis before slipping his fingers over the hem of the man's pants. Rohan lifts his hips to help Josuke out a bit and bites his lip as his pants and underwear are pulled down. He shifts a bit so he can kick his pants off the rest of the way and return back to his previous position.
He's watching Josuke stare at his dick like a starved animal, and he's thinking about how hot it would be to see that pretty mouth of Josuke's on his dick, when Josuke grabs his cock and gives him a single torturously slow stroke. Rohan lets out a low groan and tries not to buck into Josuke's hand. He's been hard for the last 25 minutes and the feeling of skin-on-skin contact is making his head spin and his mind start to haze over.
Rohan decides it's more awkward only having his pants off and shuffles around, pulling at his shirt to get it off, not bothering to undo all the little straps. He throws it over to corner of his room to clean up later. There's smug satisfaction in seeing Josuke practically drooling at seeing him shirtless. How could anyone not? He was Rohan Kishibe.
Josuke's free hand starts roaming over Rohan's navel and up to his chest, running his fingers over a nipple and flicking it lightly. Rohan bites his lip, which Josuke notices and with a smirk returns to his nipple and pinches it, grinning when Rohan twitches.
"Good to know." Josuke mutters.
Rohan was going to question what the hell he meant by that, but he didn't have to when Josuke leans down to his untouched nipple starts sucking on it, giving little nips and licks. He moans and brings his hands up to Josuke's hair, gripping it tightly and mussing it up.
Josuke lets his nipple slip from his mouth and goes back to kiss Rohan eagerly on the mouth, he leans back a little. "I have an idea."
"What?" Rohan asks sharply, kind of pissed Josuke's stopped jerking him off.
"Well, I can't fuck you since I can't bump the piercing, right?" Josuke grins.
"Spit it out." Rohan hisses, grinding up into Josuke's hand.
"Crazy D can fuck you. I'd still feel it, but it won't fuck up my piercing." Josuke says, and finally he starts slowly pumping Rohan's cock again.
He's about to yell at Josuke for even suggesting it when he actually considers the idea of it. "Your Stand can...?" He trails off, not really sure. Does Josuke even know if his Stand can do that? Would it accidentally mess up his insides?
"Yeah. It's pretty good." Josuke says, he's about to lean back in to kiss Rohan when a hand pushes him back.
"What do you mean 'it's pretty good'?" Rohan grins, "Did you fuck your Stand?"
Josuke actually looks properly embarrassed, much to Rohan's enjoyment. "Look, all I'm sayin' is that Crazy D can fuck you if you want."
"Fuck it, let's do it." Rohan says, he doesn't want to let Josuke know just how excited he is for this. He reaches up and cups Josuke's jaw, dragging him into a sloppy kiss. Another thing he won't admit; kissing Josuke is really fucking nice.
"Where's your lube?" Josuke mumbles against his lips.
"Use your eyes." Rohan mutters, "I live alone."
Josuke chuckles at him and pulls back to glance around Rohan's room, spotting it immediately just lying on his nightstand. "Get busy often, do you?" He jokes, laughing at the annoyed shove Rohan gives him.
Josuke, the lazy son of a bitch, sends Crazy D to grab the lube. Rohan rolls his eyes and lifts his legs to wrap around Josuke's waist. "Do you know what you're doing?" He asks. Sure, he doesn't think Josuke's a virgin or all this would go far more awkwardly than Rohan would have the patience for, but he can't be sure what Josuke's actually done before.
Josuke hums as he thinks of what to answer, "Well, yeah I've done this with men before, to an extent. I'm just not usually doing the fucking I guess."
"You prefer to take dick?" Rohan asks. Not what he expected but Josuke seems to be full of surprises tonight.
Josuke just shrugs, "I don't particularly care either way, I just go with whatever the person I'm sleeping with wants."
More surprises. Rohan files this information away for later use. He reaches up and plays with Josuke's messy hair, feeling smug that he ruined the man's perfect pompadour. He pulls him by the hair a bit to see if he reacts. The disappointment when he doesn't must show on Rohan's face because Josuke laughs lightly.
"I do like my hair being pulled." Josuke says, "But I have too much gel in my hair right now. Kind of stiff."
Rohan glares at him. He doesn't like how easy Josuke seemed to read him just then. He doesn't get time to think about his hate when he hears the cap of the bottle open and then Josuke's cold fingers are rubbing his asshole. He flinches a little as he feels a cold finger slip into him and decides he needs to feel Josuke's lips on his as a distraction.
Rohan shifts so he can lean up and kiss Josuke, fingers gripping his hair harshly. He can feel Josuke's finger in him, stretching him open. He wishes Josuke would hurry up a bit, but then remembers it's going to be Crazy Diamond inside him and knows that has the potential to be the biggest cock he's had in him. He wonders if Josuke will let him sketch Crazy Diamond as well. He isn't even sure how big the Stand's cock is yet.
He can feel Josuke slip a second finger in him and grab Rohan's cock with his free hand, giving few lazy strokes to distract him from the discomfort of having fingers stretching him open with scissoring motions.
Josuke kisses along his jaw and down to his neck, sucking little bruises into his skin. Rohan doesn't even realize he's sighing happily until Josuke's kisses turn soft and disgustingly loving. Rohan wanted to roll his eyes and tell Josuke to be a bit more rough with him, but he couldn't bring himself to do it; it's not like any of his partners the last few years have been soft with him in bed, not that he's minded before, but this is different. This is nice. Josuke's hands are nice and he's gentle- all thing's Rohan isn't.
It's almost worth lamenting the fact they don't actually like each other.
Well, the nights not over. If Rohan changes his opinion on Josuke he'll keep that shit to himself. He'll make sure of it.
Josuke slips a third finger in. "Fuck." Rohan groans and bucks up into Josuke's hand.
"I love the sounds you make." Josuke whispers, still pressing gentle kisses along Rohan's neck, now making his way along his shoulder blades.
"Jesus, Josuke." He moans, and he would be more embarrassed if Josuke's stupidly soft lips didn't feel so nice, and his fingers weren't so gentle when stretching him, and-
"You said my name." Josuke pauses his kisses and pulls back to look at Rohan's flushed face.
"Wha-? I did not!" Rohan retorts. He didn't! ... Did he? He might have.
"You did. It was hot." Josuke says, "I think you should keep saying it."
"I'll never say it again." Rohan glares.
"Oh?" Josuke says softly, and Rohan doesn't trust the mischievous look that crosses his face. "I can convince you."
Rohan scoffs, "You can't."
Josuke smiles and gently kisses Rohan. No tongue, no biting, just soft press of lips and then he pulls back and whispers, "You're so hot, your voice is so hot you make weak in my knees with want. You're gorgeous and beautiful, I wish you'd say my name."
Josuke kisses him again, just as gentle and soft as the previous one. The fingers inside him brush against Rohan's prostate and he gasps into the kiss as his body jolts. Josuke words were getting to him, and he hates it. Hates that it's Josuke making him feel like this, feel this good. What he hates the most is this is the best sex he's ever had, and he hasn't even got to the part where he's filled with Crazy Diamond's cock yet. It makes him almost shake in anticipation and want.
Maybe he should acquiesce to Josuke's request to hear him say his name. Would it really hurt his pride? He already has his legs spread and soft breathy moans because of this man, this man who's peppering his face with gentle kisses with a stupid goofy smile on his face.
"We're supposed to hate each other." He mutters, "But you're so... loving."
"I don't hate you." Josuke says softly between kisses. "I don't love you though. You're too mean for that."
He sends him a half-hearted glare and considers kneeing him in the balls for that, but Josuke roughly shoves his fingers repeatedly into his prostate and makes him moan loudly. He lets go of Josuke's hair and lets himself fall back onto the mattress as Josuke fucks him with his fingers. His hands grip the sheets as his thighs shake.
He gathers the strength to groan out, "Stop, I'll cum too quick."
Thankfully Josuke actually listens to him and slows down with a smirk. "Think you're ready for Crazy D?"
"More than ready." Rohan says, "But you better get on with it because I will not last at this rate."
Rohan finds himself both excited and intimidated when Josuke summons Crazy Diamond and the Stand has a cock. He's sure he's never seen Crazy D just have a cock hanging out like that, and he sends Josuke a confused look.
"If I think of it hard enough, I can make it appear with a dick." He explains to Rohan.
Rohan files that information away to practice later with his own Stand. "Ah, I see." He mumbles his reply, watching Josuke grab the lube again and pop the cap, squirting it into his hand.
Rohan bites his lip as he watches Josuke drop the bottle of lube back on the mattress and take his own Stand's cock in his lubed-up hand, jerking it lightly and spreading the lube along Crazy D's already hard cock.
"Fucking Hell that feels good." Josuke growls.
Rohan almost forgot Josuke would be able to feel this and feels a little bad about the blue balls Josuke probably has from all this.
"Fuck me already, damn it." He growls, jutting his hips up to get his point across.
"Give me a moment." Josuke says, he climbs over Rohan to lay flush against his side, propping himself up on his elbow.
He runs a hand along Rohan's chest and up to his neck and jaw. He cups Rohan's cheek and turns his head to face him, leaning in and kissing him. Rohan returns the kiss enthusiastically, and he can feel Crazy Diamond's large hands on his hips and cockhead poking at his asshole.
He groans as Crazy D slips in and slowly fills him until he bottoms out. Rohan doesn't think he's ever felt so filled before, and with Josuke kissing him like this it's almost overwhelming. Josuke's hand feels like it's almost massaging his face as he hungrily kisses him.
Crazy D finally begins to thrust, slow and careful at first, then building into a steadier and faster pace. Rohan feels hot, like every inch of him is on fire is good way. The smell of Josuke's cologne was faint but it was driving him crazy anyway. The feel of Josuke's lips against his was driving him crazy and he was loathe to admit he might have found a new addiction.
Josuke was starting to make his own little noises against Rohan's mouth as he could feel what his Stand was feeling when it fucked into Rohan.
Crazy Diamond starts thrusting harder, its grip on Rohan's hips digging in hard and he knows it's going to bruise and by God, he hopes it does. He was now being fucked at an absolutely ruthless pace and he couldn't even kiss Josuke back, only able to pant desperately into his mouth.
Josuke shifts to kiss his neck once more, then down to his shoulder where he leaves a harsh bite, hand coming down to play with one of Rohan's nipples.
"Ngh, Josuke...!" Rohan moans lightly, he can feel his orgasm building.
Josuke can't hold back and grinds into Rohan's side, desperate for the friction he's trying to avoid. "God, fuck, you drive me insane." Josuke groans into Rohan's ear, biting the lobe, but having enough sense to avoid his dangly earrings.
Rohan growls and turns his head to bite Josuke's bottom lip hard enough it splits, a small trickle of blood drips down and is immediately smeared when Rohan kisses him harshly, sucking on the wound. Rohan's being fucked rough enough he's having trouble keeping his mouth on Josuke's, opting to just bury his face in the crook of his neck instead, kissing and biting where he can touch.
He feels Josuke's hand travel down to his bouncing cock and gently palms over it, massaging the head and rubbing the slit. Rohan's entire body is shivering as he's fucked through and through.
"Fuck, faster." Rohan moans, "I'm so close."
"If Crazy D goes any faster your spine's going to break." Josuke says, his voice coming out raspy.
"Well, you can fix that, can't you?" Rohan growls, "But I meant your hand, moron."
"Oh." Josuke laughs, soft and breathy. He finally starts properly pumping Rohan's cock, reveling in the moans coming from the lithe man.
Rohan's whole body is shaking, and he's trying to thrust into Josuke's hands but unable to due to Crazy D's hands keeping him steady as it fucks him roughly and without pause. Rohan throws his head back, back arched as Josuke mercilessly jerks his cock and makes him cum.
Rohan goes completely limp with his legs trembling ever so slightly and breathing heavily. Josuke stops jerking him off and starts gently massaging his stomach and abdomen to help him come down from the euphoria. Crazy Diamond slips out and disappears.
Josuke presses a kiss against Rohan's cheek and mutters softly, "You OK?"
Rohan lets out a noncommittal grunt and sighs. "Tired." He mumbles. "Sore."
"I can-" Josuke gets cut off.
"Don't heal me." Rohan says quickly.
"I wasn't going to offer it." Josuke says, "Didn't think you'd want me to."
"Oh, uh...Thanks." Rohan pauses. Josuke considering how he'd feel is weird to Rohan. Maybe anyone doing that is weird to him. He's not sure he's all that comfortable with it but he's too fucked out to dwell on it. "What were you going to say?"
"I was going to ask if you wanted me to clean you up. I can clean you in here or carry you to the bath." Josuke says.
Rohan considers it for a moment. "Well... what about you?"
"Me?" Josuke frowns.
"Did you cum or are you trying not to?" Rohan asks. He knows that Josuke has to avoid bumping the piercing, but can the guy cum? But he's not sure what the rules of dick piercings are.
Josuke smirks and gestures at his own crotch. Rohan rolls over to fully face his body towards Josuke, then glances down.
Rohan smirks, "Wow, untouched. Just from your Stand in my ass." The front of Josuke's pants have a wet patch and Rohan sneaks a hand down to touch it, cupping Josuke gently through his pants.
"Well, I don't know if it was just from Stand." Josuke grins.
"Well, I don't recall touching you." Rohan says, he removes his hand from Josuke's crotch and slides his arms around his waist, pulling himself against Josuke and burying his face under his chin. Under any other circumstance he wouldn't ever do this, but his body feels like putty and Josuke radiates a natural heat that was just so comfortable.
"You didn't need to touch me." Josuke whispers, "Just watching you was enough. Getting to touch you was a bonus."
"You are horrifically sappy." Rohan complains. He hates it so fucking much. He wants to hear more. This is supposed to be no feelings sex, and if Josuke keeps up with this act then Rohan's going either kill him or kill himself because he absolutely refuses to gain the tiniest bit of real genuine affection for this man and his stupid sappy words.
"You're hot when you're all embarrassed." Josuke grins at him and lazily drapes his arms over his waist. "And you're hot when you're angry, agitated. Arguing with you makes want to fuck you so much."
"If you don't stop talking, I'll need to you to blow me." Rohan growls. Josuke talking sweet and talking dirty seems to get to him and really needs to consider that maybe it's Josuke's voice that turns him on, or maybe he's just into Josuke's bed talk. It's not like he usually sleeps with people he knows on a daily basis, but if they can dish out Verbals like that, maybe he should consider doing it more; that way he can pray it's not a Josuke specific problem. "I'm too tired to even move though, so just shut your mouth or speak normally."
"Oh? Is what I'm saying turning you on?" Josuke chuckles and makes Rohan really wants to hit him. So, he does. "Ow, ok, I'll stop."
They lie there tiredly for a few minutes, silence in the room. Rohan feels like falling asleep in Josuke's arms- it's warm, and he's wearing a cologne that smells so good and yet not overpowering. The smell of sex is in the air, and there's a thin layer of sweat covering them both. Rohan feels sticky from his cum and the dried lube and it's starting to bother him.
"Carry me." He meant to make it sound like a demand, but he's too tired to really put any harshness into his words. "I'm sticky. Don't like it." He's mumbling now.
He can feel Josuke shift beside him, the arm around his waist lifts up and a hand brush strands of his hair away from his face. A kiss on his cheek and suddenly he can't feel the mattress under him anymore as he's lifted into the air. Josuke has got him in a goddamn princess carry like some wounded solider, but he can't find it in him to complain when everything he was doing was just so unfairly gentle. Plus, he really didn't want to be dropped on his ass right now.
He must have very embarrassingly fallen asleep in Josuke's arms somewhere between being picked up and the short trip to the bathroom, because when he wakes up, he's sitting in lukewarm water with his back against something delightfully warm.
"Ah, you're awake." Josuke says.
Rohan notices now that Josuke's arms are around his waist, keeping him from slipping into the water and all he can do is stare in despair at the domesticity of it all.
"Did you wash me already?" He asks.
"Yeah, sorry if it was weird or something but you seemed really tired, and I kind of wanted to clean myself up to." Josuke explains, "Two birds one stone, or however the saying goes."
Well, he can appreciate efficiency at least. "How long have we been sitting here?" The water was lukewarm and halfway to cold at this point.
"A while. I didn't to refill the tub in case it woke you up." Josuke says, his hands are idly rubbing circles into Rohan's abdomen.
"Why are you so affectionate?" Rohan grumbles, the hands feel nice, and the words are too nice. It almost feels like Josuke has ulterior motives. He has to wonder if Josuke lied about the whole 'didn't have romantic intentions' thing.
"Is it so terrible to not be a bastard to someone you're being intimate with?" Josuke says, as if to prove some kind of point he presses little butterfly kisses along the back of Rohan's shoulder.
"Intimate. I hate that word." Rohan grumbles, he brings his hands up to cover the ones still rubbing his abdomen and grabs one of them, examining it. It's all wrinkled from the water, and he pulls a face when Josuke tangles their fingers together and holds his hand.
He feels a bit weird admiring Josuke's hands, makes him think of Kira for a moment, but he's an artist and he can't help seeing people through the eyes of an artist. Josuke has nice hands. Has nice everything, if he's being honest. If they didn't clash so much perhaps Josuke would simply be the perfect person. He banishes the thought though, no one's perfect except him and even he admits there's things he needs to work on.
"Yet you love kissing me." Josuke chuckles, stilling peppering his bruised skin with little kisses.
"I don't." He lies.
"You've kissed me more times tonight than anyone else has combined." Josuke grins, "Not counting relationships, of course."
He wants to retort, make a valid point and prove Josuke wrong but he can't. Because fuck does he love kissing this idiot. With a groan he shifts in Josuke's lap so he can look at this stupid grinning face.
"You're unbelievably annoying." He sighs, and he wants to lean in and kiss him but sees his messy unwashed hair and has a new idea pop into his head. "Hey, can I wash your hair?"
God he really wants to see Josuke with his hair wet and free of all that product. He's been dying to know for years now just how long this guy's hair really is, how long it would have to be to create such a big pompadour.
"Sure, let me drain the tub and we can use your shower instead." Josuke says, "That is if you can stand."
"I was going to use the shower anyway. Getting a bit tired of soaking in filthy cold cum filled bathwater." Rohan says, "And of course I can stand, I've dealt with this shit plenty of times." Though to be fair, he's never had a dick as big as Crazy Diamond's in him before, nor someone who can keep such a relentless pace going for so long.
Josuke smiles at him and starts to stand up, pulling Rohan up with him. Rohan unplugs the bath plug as he gets pulled up, dropping the plug onto the rim of the tub. They both step out of the bath as it drains and step into the shower. Rohan has to admit his ass is really sore but it's fine if he stands still.
Josuke turns the water on and moves the showerhead away from them both, so the cold water doesn't hit them while it warms up. He places his hands on Rohan's bruised hips and drags him forward. Rohan decides to just go with the flow and lazily loops his arms around Josuke's neck. He makes a pleased sound when Josuke ducks his head and kisses him.
Rohan breaks the kiss and looks down. "You're showering with your underwear on?"
"Was too busy holding you to take them off." Josuke explains. "But maybe I used Crazy D for my pants."
Rohan snorts, "Well, if it works then it works."
He reaches out to test the water temperature and decides it's hot enough, turning the showerhead back so it sprays them. They both sigh as the hot water cascades down over them. Rohan reaches up and starts playing with Josuke's hair, trying to rinse the product out. Josuke has his eyes shut so none of it gets into his eyes and Rohan can't stop staring at him.
"You have really pretty eyes." He mumbles, then slaps a hand over his mouth. "No, wait, I mean-" Fuck, Josuke's going to let this get to his head and he's going to be insufferable about it.
Josuke smiles and looks all giddy. Rohan kind of wants to slap the look off his face but just glares at him instead. "Thanks."
"What, that's it? No 'aww you think my eyes cute?' teasing bullshit?" Rohan frowns. There's gotta be more.
"That might lower the chance of me hearing more of your thoughts about me." Josuke admits, and Rohan immediately notices that he's faking the grin spreading across his face.
Interesting. He actually wants to hear his silly little intrusive Josuke-related thoughts. Personally, Rohan would rather die than be sappy with Josuke but he supposes that maybe he doesn't need to be all that closed off now that's had Josuke's Stand in his ass and has been craving his kisses all night. Not that the idea of being a little more open doesn't make him feel just a bit sick, though.
"Well, I suppose... it wouldn't kill me." Rohan mutters, "To admit I like kissing you." He doesn't comment that Josuke had brought that up before. He just hopes the fact he admits it out loud is enough.
Josuke leans in and kisses him, and it's passionate. He kisses him the way Rohan kissed his first boyfriend when he thought they were in love at the young age of 15. He kisses him as he has his hands on his hips, kisses him as his hands play with Josuke's hair and oh- his hair really is long. No romantic intentions. He wants to be angry with the obvious lie, but Josuke's tongue is in his mouth and his hands just feel so good on his hips, and he's just so beautiful. He's feels like he's going crazy.
And he likes the arguing.
Shit.
He wants to yell at him, wants to break the kiss off and shove him back and scream at him to get out. He doesn't want to say he's panicking but he's definitely not calm.
But he seems to have made some kind of physical reaction to this because Josuke slowly breaks the kiss, and his hands leave Rohan's hips to gently cup his cheeks.
"Hey, you ok?" He asks.
Rohan opens his eyes to actually look at him properly. Concern. Rohan wanted him to be mean, say something to upset him so he can chase these thoughts away. It's useless to argue with himself though. He's spent so long hating Josuke that feeling anything else is unknown, uncomfortable and yet so enticing.
"Rohan?" Josuke continues, and Rohan realizes he hasn't been replying.
He untangles his hands from Josuke's hair and instead wraps his arms around his waist, pulling him into a loose hug and burying his face into the crook of his next. He tries to inhale Josuke's scent but there's just soap. Josuke rest on his shoulders now, and he's rubbing him calmingly.
"Are you-"
Rohan cuts him off, "I'm fine." He mumbles. He's not sure if it's true or not, but his mind is all over the place and he's just so tired.
"You're shivering." Josuke mumbles. "Don't say you're cold. You're not."
"... Water's too hot?" He offers weakly.
Josuke sighs and hugs him tightly. "I don't know what's wrong but tell me how I can help."
He finally snaps and pushes Josuke away from him. "Did you lie to me about... about your feelings? Do you like me?"
Josuke looks shocked for a split second before he schools his face into a more neutral expression. "See, that's the thing." He sighs.
"What is it?" Rohan growls, his needs to know what's going through Josuke's head. He hates not knowing.
"I don't know." Josuke says, he has a pained expression, "It's like I mentioned before. I've never had the chance to get to know you because any time I used to try you'd shoot me down. But I've always been attracted to you. I think I could fall in love with you if you'd let me in."
"Is that why you're being so loving? You treat me like we've been together for years." Rohan says. And he loves it, and he hates it.
"Don't put this on me like I've done something bad. If you didn't like it, you should have told me to stop." Josuke frowns at him. "But you kept pointing it out all night and then not stopping me."
"Well, I fucking liked it!" Rohan shouts, "Happy!? Fuck. Fuck you. I hate you for making me feel like this." He covers his face with his hands, hating having Josuke see him while he feels like shit.
"Rohan." Josuke says, stepping closer to him again, "Let's get to bed. Sleep on all this and you'll feel better in the morning. You'll be able to think clearer."
He feels rather than hears Josuke turn the water off, and a warm hand on his shoulder. "I can think perfectly fine, thank you very much." He growls, but Josuke's hand is doing the stupid comforting thing again.
"You're crying." Josuke mumbles.
"I'm not." He might be, or maybe it's just the shower water running down his face.
Josuke sighs and opens the shower door, a hand slips onto Rohan's waist and pulls him against his side as they step out. Josuke pulls him over to the toilet and flips the lid down, making Rohan sit on top of it.
Rohan refuses to take his hands away from his face even when he feels a towel being thrown around him. "I can do that myself." He mumbles.
"I don't think you can, actually." Josuke says quietly, dabbing Rohan's shoulders and hair with the towel. "You're not feeling good."
He doesn't want to admit it but Josuke's right. He doesn't feel great. He feels like shit, about everything; about realizing he might at least a little bit like Josuke, about Josuke saying and doing all this lovey-dovey stuff, about wanting more of it from him. He wants.
Also, Josuke was wrong. He's not crying because he's overwhelmed or anything like that. Now that he's out of the shower he can quite happily tell Josuke, "Also I'm not crying. Your hair gel got in my eyes, and it stings like a bitch." He grumbles, rubbing at his eyes.
Josuke's too silent and Rohan just knows the idiot's trying not to laugh at him. He opens his eyes and finally looks up, immediately seeing Josuke's stupid smile.
"What the hell are you smiling at?" He glares at him.
"I know you don't want me to be all kind and shit, but you're just..." Josuke shakes his head and covers Rohan's face with the towel.
"Just what?" Rohan says as he pulls the towel off.
"I don't know. Cute? In a weird you kind of way." Josuke replies, going a little red, which Rohan thinks is a little bit ironic considering everything else that's come out of his mouth that night.
He snorts, "Cute? Me? Bullshit, I'm fucking sexy as hell and we both know it." He jokes a little to lighten the mood a bit more. He's bored of the panicking and has come to accept, albeit begrudgingly, that he wouldn't mind too much if Josuke wanted to maybe try asking him on a date. One date though. He won't get more if he fucks it up. Or maybe this is what it's like wanting a friend. He has Koichi, but maybe it's different when you have multiple friends? He'll have to dwell on this later. He knows he's not thinking straight- he knows he doesn't even like Josuke enough to call him a friend. It's his sex addled brain speaking for him, but he decides to ignore it this time. Just this once though.
"Well yes, but you can be both." Josuke grins, "To me at least. Are you feeling better now?"
"I'm feeling... something, I don't know. It's not terrible." He says faintly. "You know I- well, maybe I'm ok with it if you wanted to act all... lovey-dovey or whatever. I don't care."
He does care. He wants it. Josuke grins and ruffles his wet hair.
"Is this your way of begging me to kiss you again?" Josuke chuckles, not bothering to dodge the punch to his arm.
"So what if it is!?" Rohan says in a shrill voice, "You going to kiss me or not?" It's not really what he was saying but it's fine.
Josuke brushes some hair out of Rohan's face and kisses him. Rohan kisses him back with more fever than he's done all night and he knows Josuke's getting into it by the little noise he made when Rohan slips a hand to the back of his neck and gently pulls on his hair.
Josuke breaks the kiss and leans his forehead on Rohan's. "If you pull my hair, I'm going to get hard." He says softly, "And I don't think either of us have the energy for that right now."
Josuke's right, of course. Rohan feels dead tired and his entire body aches. He sighs, "Right. Dry me off, then. I want to sleep"
Josuke gives him a quick kiss and leans back up, towel in hand.
Rohan sits there and enjoys being dried by someone else. He's not sure he's ever had this since young childhood, and it makes him sigh in contentment. He finds the strength to reach up and unhook his earrings, reaching out to drop them on the bathroom counter. Eventually Josuke helps him into a standing position and finishes drying him off.
He sits him back down and starts drying himself off. Rohan laments not having his sketchbook with him.
"Are you going to take your underwear off? They're a bit wet. I won't let you in the bed with them on." Rohan says. He assumes the underwear are probably dirty too after their previous escapades. "You can put it in the hamper, and I'll wash them tomorrow. Rest of your clothes too."
"Think you can handle how hot I am with this piercing?" Josuke jokes, a grin stretching across his face as Rohan rolls his eyes.
Josuke hooks his thumbs in the waistband of his pants and pulls them down, kicking them off. He picks them up and throws them in Rohan's hamper, then finishes drying himself off.
Rohan looks him up and down, committing every little detail to memory. Josuke shuffles over and stands in front of him. "You can touch, if you want. To see the piercing." Josuke offers. "But I'll look away because if you look up at me while your hands are on my dick, I'm going to lose it."
Rohan almost smiles at Josuke's comment and reaches out to lift Josuke's cock, looking for the piercing.
"Ah, a Frenum piercing. Decent choice." Rohan mutters, he avoids touching the piercing because of how new it is, "It suits you. Can't wait to draw this at some point. I don't think we'll get around to it tonight, though." He lets Josuke's cock go and leans back to look up at him.
"Yeah? You like it?" Josuke asks.
"Yeah, looks good on you." He says, and it's true. "Are you planning on getting any more piercings in the future?" He really hopes the answer is yes. Josuke would look so good with his lip pierced.
"On my dick?" Josuke asks.
"Just in general." Rohan shrugs, "I think you have a good facial structure that would work really well, aesthetically speaking, with piercings."
"Is that a compliment or not? I can't tell." Josuke says, but there's a smile on his face anyway.
"Just a fact." Rohan says, "Hey, help me up." He reaches his arms out for Josuke.
Not that he needs the help. He just wants it and Josuke seems happy to provide, pulling him into his arms and lifting him up and hoisting him over his shoulder. Rohan smacks him on the back of the head.
"Fucking hell, carry me differently, I'm fucking aching everywhere and this is not helping!" Rohan growls, continuing to smack Josuke until he puts him back down.
"Oh, shit, sorry." Josuke mumbles, opting to return to the princess carry again. He hadn't heard complaints about that one before, but then again Rohan slept through most of that. "Do you even need to be carried? Or do you just like to be babied?"
"Maybe I simply don't feel like walking." Rohan retorts.
"Or maybe you like being in my arms." Josuke chuckles softly, carrying Rohan out of the bathroom and down the hall to the bedroom.
"Well, you'll never know- hey wait, let's use the spare room. I don't feel like changing the sheets right now." Rohan says, pointing at a door on their left.
"Good enough for me!" Josuke says cheerily and leads them into the room Rohan's frantically pointing at as if he'll have passed it without knowing somehow.
Josuke slips into the room and Rohan switches the light on for him. The bed is neatly made and doesn't seem to have been used in a very long time, if ever. Josuke carries him over to the bed and gently lays him on it.
"Did you want me to bring anything? Clothes? Water?" Josuke offers.
Rohan snorts, "I think we're a bit past clothing at this point. But water might be nice. There's a few bottles in the kitchen you can bring in though, don't particularly feel like getting up later and feeling thirsty."
"I'll do that." Josuke says, leaning down to give him a soft kiss, pulling back and making his way out of the room to get the water from the kitchen.
Rohan watches him leave the room and shuffles to get under the blankets. This room was colder than his room, probably because of how sparse it is but for once it doesn't feel as empty and depressing as usual. He smells the pillow he's lying on and pulls a face. It's a bit dusty from lack of use so he flips it over.
Josuke comes back in and hands him a water bottle, already sipping from his own. He quickly opens it and takes a few big gulps before shutting it and shoving it onto the nightstand. He watches as Josuke climbs over him to lay down beside him, handing him his own water bottle to put on the nightstand too. Rohan rolls over to face him and shuffles closer. Josuke throws an arm out so Rohan can lean on his chest.
"Want a goodnight kiss too? Since you like kissin' me so much." Josuke grins as Rohan elbows him in the ribs.
"Shut it." He snaps, but he's got a tiny smirk on his face as he leans up and kisses him anyway.
X
It's been about two weeks since they first slept together and neither of them would go so far as to call it dating. But they're at a point where Rohan has stopped denying that they're friends. He still won't say the words, but he won't say otherwise if anyone asked. Which to Josuke was progress.
While for the longest time he had never gotten along with Rohan, there were things, despite their difficulties with each other, that he could admit he liked about the man. Before sleeping with him, of course. One of those things was the artists passion. He's driven, he's on a constant search for knowledge and reference material. He was a meticulous man, and prone to angry outbursts (of which Josuke understands completely), he had a penchant for expensive designer everything and spent his free days sight-seeing.
He didn't like how Rohan had nearly no real self-preservation because of how confident he is in his Stand's abilities. He is a man who regularly, on the daily, makes a public enemy of himself in one way or another.
He had an air of superiority about him, an aura that screamed I'm An Asshole And I'm Still Better Than You.
Josuke used to hate this about him, he used to get so pissed off with the guy. Rohan was a menace to him.
Josuke was 14 when he first had the suspicion, he wasn't straight. It was something he decided not to think about and pushed it from his mind. He was 16 when he kissed his first boy. Granted, it was his friend, and they were just messing about as dumb teenagers had the tendency to do. He was 17 when he decided to properly revisit his thoughts about sexuality and had the horrible realization that he thought Rohan was attractive.
Being young, dumb, and with the hots for the guy he'd say came as close to an enemy that a person could get before they slipped into the hostile category, this made it harder to befriend the guy- not for a lack of trying, of course.
Rohan was a stubborn man and it got to the point that Josuke had basically given up trying too hard on overcoming their issues with each other and put more focus into just accepting his presence and ignoring him unless spoken to. Which is how they got into those years of nothing but a complete social stalemate.
Which all changed that night Josuke let everyone host a small party at his house. Just a basic get-together with friends everyone was familiar with. It was almost more of a reunion than a party, as a few of them hadn't seen each other in a while. People have moved on with their life. It had been four years since the whole Kira incident, after all. An invitation for Rohan felt obligatory at that point, and it wasn't like he was a mood killer for the party or anything when the guy had holed up in Josuke kitchen the whole night to talk to his mother instead of the rest of the group.
If someone had told Josuke at the beginning of that night that it would be a few measly little hours until he was having Crazy Diamond blow Rohan's back out, he would have laughed at you.
Yet, that was how the night had gone.
All it had taken was one night together for them to be on decent terms with each other. It took getting Rohan off for them to finally just be friends; and what a dilemma that was, because very quickly it became apparent this was not going to be a one-time offer dine and dash experience.
Friends with Benefits is what Koichi called their situation, completely red as Josuke had told him about what he and Rohan had done, and why they both disappeared from the party. Why Josuke definitely didn't come home in the morning.
Now here he is, nearly two weeks after becoming friends with benefits with Rohan, surrounded by scattered papers depicting sketches of his cock and the artist himself sucking him off with the same enthusiasm he gets when he discovers a cool new thing he can add to his manga.
Today's the day he finally gets to actually stick his dick in Rohan himself. Rohan at some point had excitedly shown Josuke his toy collection, and it was truly impressive. They'd played around with those and Crazy Diamond in the two weeks leading up to Josuke deeming his piercing healed enough to attempt fucking Rohan properly.
Rohan's hair is loose without his headband and Josuke has it gripped tightly as he fucks slowly into Rohan's mouth. Rohan's nails are digging into his thighs, he's sitting on his knees as Josuke lounges lazily on his couch.
He eases up on Rohan for a bit, letting him come up off his dick to give his jaw a rest. "You look so fucking hot down there." He growls, using a thumb to roughly wipe away drool of spit and cum and before ducking his head down to kiss Rohan. "You have no idea just what you do to me."
At that Rohan moans, "I want to ride you."
"Think you're stretched enough?" Josuke asks in a whispery voice.
"Mm, yeah. I've had it in since you got here." Rohan says, he grabs the condom packet from the floor and rips it open, slipping it onto Josuke's cock and rolling it down. Then he climbs from his spot on the floor and into Josuke's lap.
Josuke smirks and kisses him again, letting his hands roam down Josuke's waist to his back, and finally slipping to his ass where he grips the end of the plug and slowly pulls it out. Rohan groans and leans into Josuke, face down on his shoulder. When it's finally out he lets it drop down to floor, it's use over for the night.
He grabs the lube and massages Rohan's asshole with it before squeezing more out of the tube and lathering his own cock in it. Rohan grinds down onto him and reaches a hand beneath himself to help align Josuke's cock with his asshole, savoring the feeling of Josuke slowly pushing inside and the burn of that extra stretch.
He pauses once he's fully in to give Rohan time to adjust, kissing his neck and leaving little marks where he nips over his shoulders and neck. Rohan's hands come up to wrap around Josuke's shoulders for extra support as he tests himself by slowly lifting up and slamming back down once. When it doesn't hurt, he starts repeating the motion with a steady slow pace, Josuke's hands steady his hips and help lift him.
Rohan leans in and nudges him with his face, wanting more kisses. Josuke obliges and starts kissing him, nipping gently at his bottom lip and making him moan into the kiss.
Josuke never would have thought Rohan would be the type to be clingy and love kisses during sex, but he was, and that was something he learnt their first night together. This soft side to Rohan that made him think thoughts that the artist would probably smack him for. He liked this.
Rohan pulls back a little, leaning his forehead against Josuke's, "What're you smiling for?" He mumbles, muscles starting to ache from fucking himself on Josuke's cock.
"You." Josuke says softly, and he knows it riles Rohan up a bit, but he's not been asked to actually stop yet.
"Sappy bastard." Rohan scoffs and digs his nails in.
Josuke thrusts up into Rohan out of nowhere and makes him whine loudly and falter in his movements. He grins and does it again. He loves knowing Rohan's body so well now, knows exactly which angle to fuck him that'll make him lose it.
"Fucking hell, keep doing that." Rohan groans, breath quickening.
So Josuke does, and starts thrusting up in a steady pace, quickening when Rohan starts grinding down to meet his thrusts. Rohan's a shaking shivering mess, a thin coat of sweat covering him as he moves his hips to meet Josuke's. He wants nothing more than to run his hands over the artists lithe body, feel every dip and bone and muscle he has to offer. But he doesn't, his grip on Rohan's waist helps him fuck him as hard as he needs to up into him. He loves making the man come undone, lose all inhibition and let go of his thoughts.
The sounds Rohan makes drive him crazy with want. He picks up the pace and starts fucking him harder, bruising the man's hips as he slams him down to meet his thrusts. He looks down between them to see and feels his mouth water watching Rohan's cock pink and flushed, bouncing erratically between them, hitting Josuke's stomach every now and again. A bead of precum sits at the head, threating to drip.
He pulls Rohan closer, so the artists cock is trapped between them, getting that extra stimulation. Rohan makes a deep guttural noise that makes a pang of pleasure rock through Josuke and he bites down on Rohan's shoulder, enough to break skin. Rohan gasps and shudders.
"Josuke, fuck-" He moans, "I'm gonna-."
"Yeah? Cum for me then." He growls in Rohan's ear and God does he love when Rohan gets like this, to this point. Legs quivering and cock pulsing, Rohan's arms tighten around Josuke and he grinds his cock against Josuke's stomach as he's fucked harshly through his orgasm.
It doesn't take Josuke long to cum himself after that, giving a final few rough thrusts up into the artist. He cums with Rohan's heavy labored breathing in his ear and fingers now idly playing with his hair. Rohan's cum is smeared across his abdomen, and his legs have gone slack, body limp.
They sit like that for a minute, calming down their heartrate and evening out their breathing. He holds Rohan gently to his chest and rubs his back as the man rests his head on Josuke's shoulder.
Finally, he slowly pulls out, reaching down between them to slip the condom off and tie it. Carefully he shifts Rohan off him and sets him down carefully on the spot next to him, handing him one of the couch cushions to put under his head. He leans over him and kisses him softly before standing up and grabbing the butt plug off the ground. He wanders over to the kitchen and chucks the condom in the bin, and the butt plug in the sink.
He sits on the couch and crawls to lie on top of Rohan, kissing his way up from his navel to his mouth. Rohan hums and circles his waist with his arms.
"Want me to clean you up?" Josuke asks.
"No, later. I want to nap here first." Rohan mumbles.
Well, Josuke can't argue with that. "Want me to get a blanket?"
"Just use the throw. It's dirty anyway." Rohan says.
Josuke reaches up and drags the couch throw down and over the both of them. "You comfortable like this, or do you want me to move?"
"S'fine like this." He mumbles sleepily, but he still has energy left to kiss Josuke.
Josuke hums happily into the kiss.
Doing things like this- soft kisses, gentle touches. Josuke has to wonder if one day Rohan might like him as a romantic partner rather than what they call themselves right now. When they started out with this tryst, Josuke really hadn't lied, despite Rohan's claims he had. He couldn't say if he liked Rohan romantically or not because he hadn't gotten to know the man yet. But that changed. He could say he knows Rohan considerably well now, and perhaps, maybe; he would like to ask the guy out on date at some point.
But he won't, because he doesn't think Rohan would be comfortable with that, and he doesn't want to scare him off. He's finicky, strange, and obsessive. He's passionate, interesting, and strangely sweet when he wants to be. In his own Rohan way of course. Which is, if you point it out, he will simply never do the thing again until he thinks you've forgotten about it.
He wants to do more things with him. He wants to hold his hand in public, let Rohan drag him around places and give him long speeches on the specifics of which wood was used on that park bench and how it's a terrible choice for an outdoor environment because it won't last as long as this other, more specific wood.
The wanting to listen to Rohan's rambles. That's how Josuke first figured out his feelings were bordering on the romantic side. He was sitting at a cafe with Koichi and Rohan last week, and Rohan started talking about a new item on the menu that he had actually had before somewhere else. While Koichi sighed and started getting bored with the speech, all Josuke could do was sit there and smile like a lovesick fool. Watching Rohan's obvious enthusiasm about this slow down at the way he notices that Koichi wasn't really listening to him- it made him feel a sting of sympathy for him, so he reaches out and gently taps Rohan's wrist. When Rohan looked at him, he asked him to continue what he was saying.
It was the look in Rohan's eyes then that made Josuke realize.
He looks down at the man beneath him who's napping quietly, not a care in the world. He smiles and presses a light kiss to his cheek.
Who knows, maybe someday he might get the courage to actually ask him out.
X
4 Months. It's been four fucking months since they started fucking around with each other on a nearly daily basis.
Rohan feels like ripping his own hair out in frustration. Why? Because the temptation to ask Josuke to move in with him is insanely overpowering. For the past 3 weeks he's been fighting this internal battle with himself. He wants Josuke around more, he likes waking up in the morning and Josuke is there. It had even taken them less than two weeks of fucking around before they were on a permanent first name basis.
Problem is, they're not dating. But sometimes Rohan finds himself forgetting that. Maybe it's because he finally admits to himself, he likes Josuke and selfishly keeps sleeping with him, or maybe it's because sometimes they go a week without having sex, but they still kiss, they still do intimate things together.
Rohan's felt jealousy when he sees Josuke talking to some girl at the grocer. He feels happy when he hears Josuke say 'let's go home' and it means Rohan's house.
Fuck.
He loves him.
With a shout he smacks his cup of coffee off the cafe table, startling nearby patrons and a waitress. He grabs his sketchbook and makes a swift exit, not wanting to cause more of a scene and get kicked out of yet another establishment.
He makes his way back home and throws open his door. He looks around and it hits him that maybe he really should just invite Josuke to move in regardless of whether they're dating or not. Josuke has multiple pairs of shoes on the shoe rack, two big coats on the coat rack, his own spot in the fridge and Rohan had even bought him his own mug.
He considers ringing Josuke to ask over the phone, but he'd rather see his reaction in person than to try and guess it through his voice. He's coming over today anyway. He comes over nearly every day.
But now he's nervous. Would it make things awkward between them if Josuke turns him down? He makes his way to the kitchen to make himself a cup of tea, biting his nails and fretting as he waits for the teapot to boil. When it's done boiling, he makes his tea and hoists himself up onto his kitchen counter to slowly sip at it.
He finds himself nervously drumming his fingers against the mug as he sips his tea. Josuke's coming over soon and Rohan doesn't think he'll be able to keep his mouth shut about his thoughts, might blab about them all to Josuke. The sound of a key in the lock of the front door breaks the silence. He doesn't even remember when he gave Josuke a key, but he knows he did.
The door slams shut and Josuke's voice rings out. "Hey Rohan, you home?"
He debates whether to call back or not, but Josuke would see if anyway if he comes in here. "Kitchen." He calls back, but he stutters a little and curses himself silently, hoping Josuke doesn't pick up on the tremble in his voice.
Josuke smiles as he sees him when he enters the kitchen. "Hi. Good day today?" He asks, wandering over to Rohan where Rohan's perched atop the kitchen counter.
Rohan shrugs, unable to look Josuke in the eye as he continues slowly drinking his tea. "Fine."
Josuke goes a little quiet and suddenly there's a hand on Rohan's thigh. He looks at him finally. Ah, concern. Of course. Stupid observant Josuke.
"Are you ok?" Josuke asks, and Rohan wants to scream and shake him and yell I love you please move in with me! But he doesn't do that, because he can't, because he doesn't want to hear Josuke say 'I couldn't fall in love with you like I thought I could'.
But it makes him think clearer for a moment. Because Josuke did say that he thinks if he and Rohan got along properly or Rohan opened up more, that he could love him. If what they have now isn't getting along, not even God knows what is. He bites his lip and puts his mug down beside him, pushing it away so it doesn't accidentally get knocked over.
He reaches up and slides his hands onto Josuke's waist, parting his legs and pulling him for a hug. "I like having you here." He says quietly.
Josuke tightens his hold on him. "What's got you down?" A kiss on his cheek.
Fuck it, he might as well get this over with or it'll plague his mind and interrupt his work.
"I want you to move in with me." He says quickly, wanting to get it out and over with quickly. His jaw tenses as he waits for Josuke's inevitable laughter and answer of no.
Josuke leans back a little to look at Rohan. "You do?" He asks, bewilderment evident on his face.
"I do." He says, trying hard to keep a casual facade. "I mean, you pretty much almost live here anyway."
"You wouldn't be annoyed by me?" Josuke says, "I mean, if I move in with you then you would have to put up with what comes with that. Like friends visiting, my mom visiting. Stuff like that."
Of course, he's thought of it. He decided he could put up with that if it meant having Josuke here. "I can live with that." Rohan replies, his grip on Josuke's waist tightens minutely.
"Then I'll move in with you." Josuke says, he grins and reaches up to cup Rohan's cheeks and kisses him happily.
It feels like the uncomfortable weight that was making him sick to his stomach was finally alleviated enough to the point he feels lightheaded from the relief. He lets the tension out of his body and kisses him back hungrily. He shuffles forward on the counter, wanting to be as close to Josuke as he can physically get, tugging on his waist roughly and tightening his hold.
Josuke pulls back, "You seem happy." He says, pressing small kisses along Rohan's jaw.
"Just relieved you accepted my offer." Rohan says. It's true too, just perhaps a bit understated; he's very happy. His hands leave Josuke's waist to wrap around his shoulders to hug him tightly, burying his face into his neck.
"Rohan?" Josuke says softly, his hand comes up and gently pets Rohan's hair. "Are you sure you're ok?"
"I'd talked myself into thinking you'd scoff and laugh at my offer." Rohan admits.
Josuke tightens his hold, "I wouldn't do that to you, but I know you know that. It's not the only thing bothering you, please me tell me what else is wrong. That thought might bug you, but things don't get you like this unless you're really upset over something."
God, he loves him so much. He makes him feel loved and yet he's still anxious and insecure over it. He wished he could read Josuke with Heaven's Door, but he promised he wouldn't, and he doesn't want to risk breaking the trust they've managed to build with each other. He knows in his head that Josuke would absolutely accept a date with him, would want to be with him romantically- but it's hard. Rohan has never been the one to confess first. It's not his style. But this is his first time wanting a life with someone. He's at the point he's asked this guy to move in and wants him around all the time, he loves him. Yet they've never once been on a date, been casually intimate around others or even told Josuke's mother what's been happening.
Fuck, he really needs to tell Josuke about his stupid feelings.
"I haven't asked you in such a long time." Rohan sighs.
"Asked me what?" Josuke replies.
He's still petting Rohan's hair, and he finds it both distracting and comforting, using the feeling to ground himself as he says, "Do you maybe... have feelings for me? Romantic ones?"
Josuke stills, "Would you be upset with me if I did?"
Rohan pulls back so he can look Josuke in the face. There's worry in Josuke's eyes and all Rohan can think is 'well that makes two of us'. He sighs and unwraps his arms from Josuke's shoulder, trying to ignore the sad look crossing Josuke's face. Instead, he lifts a hand to Josuke's cheek and softly strokes his cheekbones with his thumb.
"Josuke, I would be upset with you if you didn't." Rohan absolutely revels in the look on Josuke's face as he processes what he was just told. Oh yeah, that eases all of his worries. This guy totally loves him too. He almost scoffs at himself for getting into his own head.
Josuke's face is giddy looking and all smiles and grins, he's making some kind of happy wheezing noise and squeezing Rohan like he's trying to snap him in half.
"You like me?" He says breathily, "Is that what you're saying? You like me?" He shifts them both so he can grab both of Rohan's hands, holding them gently and pressing a kiss to his palms.
It's silly, and Josuke's obviously overexcited but Rohan finds it endearing anyway, stifling a laugh at Josuke's childish excitement.
"Ok, maybe I like you." He rolls his eyes and smirks slightly. "Maybe even love you a little bit. Just a little." Lies. He loves him a lot.
Josuke drops his hands and immediately leans over to kiss Rohan senseless. "Does this mean I can call you my boyfriend?" He says between kisses.
Rohan laughs, "Don't you have to ask me out first?"
"Right, of course." Josuke chuckles, "You insufferable, needy, overbearing asshole, please be my boyfriend."
Rohan knees him in the gut. "You shithead, ask me out properly."
"Fine, fine!" Josuke laughs, "Rohan- I love your tenacity and drive. I like that you're weird, and that you like to sometimes pull over the car to draw something. Except when you pull over to draw roadkill- I don't like when you do that with me in the car."
"You're pushing it, Josuke." Rohan smirks, pinching Josuke's arm.
Josuke grins and leans in, their breaths mingling together. "I like the way you smell; it turns me on. I like the way you carry yourself. Proud and powerful, elegant and quirky all at once. I like the color of your eyes, I love that you get cuddly sometimes and then realize you're all soft and nice, so you to tell me to fuck off but don't let me go."
"I don't do that last bit." He mumbles.
"You do." Josuke kisses his cheek. "But I like it."
"This is unbearably sappy." Rohan says, "Just ask me out already, I know you love me lots." Well, now that he's got a clearer head he knows. It's even kind of obvious, really.
"Your impatience knows no bounds." Josuke snorts, "I'm trying to be all romantic here!"
"If you hurry it up, we can be all romantic as you say!" Rohan grumbles, "You can introduce to your mother as your loving darling boyfriend."
"You've already met my mum." Josuke grins, "But I guess it wouldn't hurt to let her know who I've been having sex with all this time. She's been really bugging me about that."
"Wha- she knows!?" He says, a bit shocked. He really hadn't thought Josuke would have mentioned that.
"How the hell could she not know!?" Josuke laughs loudly, "You leave me with hickies absolutely everywhere. The only thing she doesn't know is the who."
Ah, right, of course. Now he feels stupid for not immediately thinking of that. "Oh, fuck it. This is taking too long. Josuke, just fucking date me already."
"Oh man, sure, if you insist." Josuke rolls his eyes, grins and kisses Rohan.
He feels giddy and his body is full of adrenaline. He's dating Josuke for real now and he's moving in too. If it weren't for the feeling of Josuke's lips against his, he'd think it was another daydream of his.
Fuck, he needs to feel Josuke now or he's going to go crazy.
He lifts his legs and wraps them around Josuke's waist, pulling him flush against him. Josuke grunts and grabs Rohan's shoulders to steady himself. "Needy, much?" Josuke jokes.
"Yes." Rohan says bluntly, grinning at smirk appearing on Josuke's face. He grinds into Josuke and is pleased when he groans lightly. Guess he's not the only one feeling a bit turned on right now. Good to know.
Josuke grabs his hips and drags him to the edge of the kitchen counter, "Where do you-"
"Bedroom, I don't want to clean the kitchen." Rohan mumbles between Josuke's barrage of kisses. He gently pushes Josuke back and slips down off the kitchen counter, grabbing his now cold tea and pouring it in the sink.
He turns back and grabs Josuke's hips, pressing against him and leaving a quick kiss on his lips before letting go and making his way out of the room. Josuke grins, grabs his hand and follows him upstairs to his bedroom.
Rohan feels excited. It feels like it's their first time doing this, even though they've been fucking for months. His body feels like it's vibrating with the adrenaline rushing through, and the knowledge that this will be their first time having sex while actually together together. He squeezes Josuke's hand and brings it up to his mouth, pressing a soft kiss on the back of it. He glances at Josuke and sees him smiling like an idiot and can't help but to smirk a little.
Once they reach Rohan's bedroom he turns around, letting go of Josuke's hand and grabbing his waist. He swings Josuke around so his back is facing the bed and he gently guides Josuke backwards until the back of his knees hit the bed and he has to sit down. Rohan smiles and leans down to kiss him, kneeling on the bed and pushing him into a laying position, legs straddling him either side.
Josuke hands come and grab his thighs, fingers kneading him through his pants. Rohan runs his hands along Josuke's chest and down to grab the hem of his shirt, gently tugging at it. Josuke gets the hint and leans up a little so Rohan can pull the shirt up and over his head, flinging onto the floor.
His hands return to Josuke's chest and play with his nipples, pinching and rubbing them. The sound Josuke makes drives him crazy every single time. He's considered bringing up whether or not Josuke would consider getting his nipples pierced as well, because he desperately wants to see that.
He breaks the kiss and leans up, "You should get your nipples pierced."
"If you pay for it I'll consider it." Josuke says, tugging at Rohan's suspenders.
"Yeah? I'll hold you to that." Rohan grins, and he unclips his suspenders and pulls his shirt over his head, throwing it behind him. He bites his lip as Josuke grips his waist and grinds him down onto his half hard clothed cock.
Rohan reaches down between the slip his fingers into the waistband of Josuke's pants, pulling them a bit.
"Hold on, let me just-" Josuke mumbles, and he shuffles out from under Rohan to undo his pants, sliding them down and kicking them off, underwear too.
Rohan does the same, pushing both their clothes off the bed to join the rest of them on the floor. He leans over Josuke and kisses him a few times before trailing his mouth down his neck, sucking little bruises into his skin as he goes. He presses his pelvis down and grinds their cocks together, eliciting a moan from both of them.
He grins at Josuke and shuffles back down a bit, a steady trail of soft kisses pressed against Josuke's chest and down to his navel as he goes. He grabs Josuke's thighs and spreads them, letting them encase his shoulders as he settles between them, breathing gently against Josuke's cock and making it twitch.
He grabs the base of Josuke's cock and gives him a few slow strokes before kissing the tip. He keeps his eyes locked onto Josuke's, watching carefully so he can see every little expression that crosses his face, loving the way Josuke's biting his lip and ogling him.
He licks a stripe over the tip of Josuke's cock before slipping the head into his mouth. He can feel the piercing slide over his bottom lip and he makes sure to get his tongue on it, savoring the taste of metal in his mouth and the weight of Josuke's cockhead on his tongue. Josuke's moan is music to his ears and he sucks in, letting his cock slide a little further in. He's learnt by now he absolutely cannot fit all of Josuke's cock in his mouth, but it never stops him from trying every single time.
Josuke bucks up into his mouth harshly and he chokes, pulling off and coughing a bit.
"Oh, fuck, sorry." Josuke mumbles.
"It's fine." Rohan mutters, he decides to play it safe this time and hold Josuke's hips down this time, returning his mouth to his cock and slipping it back in, slowly bobbing and sucking. He can feel Josuke's hands make their way into his hair, gripping it and pulling him down- wary of how hard he's doing doing it, which Rohan appreciates silently.
He let's Josuke control his head movements for a minute, fuckign Rohan's mouth at slow steady pace so as not to hurt him. He pulls him off with a hiss, "Hey, wanna feel you inside me." He groans.
Rohan nods, and licks his own lips. He crawls back up the bed and kisses Josuke quickly before shuffling over enough to reach over and grab their lube off the night stand. he crawls back and sits on his knees between Josuke's legs. Josuke's grinning and knocking his sides with his knees. Rohan's trying to uncap the tube but Josuke's being annoying.
"Stop it." Rohan snaps, but he's got a small smile on his face anyway seeing Josuke looking up at him like that. "Spread your legs more." He continues, finally popping the cap and pouring some of the lube on his fingers, and drizzling a little on Josuke's cock, just to see it twitch with the cold liquid. He runs his lubed hand down to Josuke's ass and slowly sticks a finger in.
"I love you." Josuke sighs,
Rohan pauses and looks down at him. "You couldn't say it before I stuck my hand in your ass?"
Josuke laughs and throws his head back, "You just wanna kiss me." He grins, and leans up just enough that Rohan can lean in and meet him halfway for a kiss. Josuke pulls back, "Say it back?"
Rohan rolls his eyes. Josuke's timing is as impeccable as always. "Fine, I guess maybe I love you too." He fucks Josuke with his finger for a bit before finally adding a second.
"That's good enough for me." Josuke grins, sliding a hand down to play with his cock to distract from the discomfort of Rohan sticking a third finger in.
Rohan roughly thrusts his fingers in and out of Josuke, curling them to find that spot Josuke likes. He knows he finds it when Josuke shudders against him. With his spare hand he pours some of the lube onto his own cock then shutting the tube lid and tossing it further up on the bed.
He grabs his cock and strokes himself a bit to spread the lube. "You good to go?" He asks.
"Yeah." Josuke nods, wiggling down the bed to give Rohan a better angle. He yelps as Rohan slaps his thigh.
"Stop moving around so much, you're like a fucking centipede!" Rohan grumbles, trying to still Josuke to get him to wrap his legs around his waist.
"Shut it." Josuke laughs, "Now hurry it up man, you're blue balling me over here."
Rohan snorts amusedly, "Maybe I should just leave you like this."
"Rohan, don't you dare!" Josuke whines, and he finally stops fucking around and wraps his legs around Rohan's waist, grinding his ass on his cock.
Rohan groans at the friction. "Fine, fine. Hold still." He says, and lines his cock up with Josuke, pushing in slowly and burying himself inside of Josuke's tight asshole. He lets out a shuddering breath and tries not to snap his hip forward.
Josuke grips the blanket and calms his breathing down, letting his body relax and become accustomed to Rohan's dick inside him. "Are those new earrings?"Josuke asks.
"Hmm? Oh," Rohan lifts a hand to touch the dangly earrings. "Yeah, they are."
"I like them." Josuke smiles, "Suits you."
"Wouldn't have chosen them if they didn't." Rohan says, "You ready?"
Josuke gives an experiment shift, "Yup."
Rohan starts thrusting slowly, savoring the heat and burn of Josuke's insides. His hands grip tightly at Josuke's thighs but he keeps slipping because of the lube still on his hand, so moves to grab Josuke's waist. He moans when Josuke tightens around him deliberately and his nails dig into Josuke's waist, leaving little crescent marks.
He starts picking up the pace, slowly thrusting faster each time, listening to Josuke's labored breathy moans and feeling his body shivering spurs him on. "You feel so fucking good." Rohan growls lowly.
Josuke groans and reaches down to jerk his own cock with quick short pumps.
He fucks him harder, burying himself deep with every thrust. He's breathing heavily and grunting with every snap of his hips. Josuke is an addiction to him at this point, a drug. It makes him lament all the years he spent being hateful when they could have been doing this.
He looks down at Josuke, who's looking up at him with half-lidded eyes, all flushed and sweating. It gives him a jolt of pleasure, and he can start to feel the heat in his gut climb. This beautiful man beneath him is his, this gorgeous specimen of fine art and pinnacle of human beauty! Rohan growls and drives his cock in harder and harder, Josuke moaning loudly and unable to keep his breathing level anymore.
"Shit, Rohan!" Josuke stutters with a groan. Josuke bites his lip hard enough to bleed, fingers gripping the blanket so hard his knuckles go white, and he's still desperately trying to jerk himself off but he's being pounded so hard he's having trouble concentrating enough to do anything other stammer out moans and the occaisional stuttering mumble of Rohan's name.
Rohan can feel his orgasm building quickly and he's panting heavily as he keeps up his brutal pace. "You close?" He stumbles over his words, but Josuke opens his eyes a little more so Rohan at least know's he heard.
"Y-yeah." Josuke huffs, "So fucking close, God. I love you so much."
Rohan screws his eyes shut as his orgasm hits him hard, his legs shake as tries his hardest to keep fucking Josuke as he cums. He finally lets one hand go off of Josuke's waist and covers the hand Josuke already has on his cock, helping him jerk off. He can feel Josuke's clench around his overstimulated cock as he cums, getting all over his chest and dripping down their fingers. He continues to stroke him through his orgasm until Josuke can't take it anymore and bats his hand away.
Rohan lets himself collapse down on top of Josuke, arms and legs limp, panting heavily. Josuke's arms come up and wrap around around his torso, holding him gently and rubbing circles into his back. He sighs and closes his eyes, basking in the afterglow and enjoying Josuke's warmth beneath him. He can hear Josuke's heart pumping erratically beneath his ear and he supposes his own is doing the same.
He's exhausted, but he gathers the strength to pull himself back up, his arms shaking. He manages to pull slowly out of Josuke as they both flinch from how sensitive both their bodies are right now. He crawls up the bed and throws himself down beside Josuke, moving the mans arm so he can use it as a pillow.
Josuke turns his head to the side to smile at him and Rohan finds himself returning the sentiment. He leans up and kisses him gently, a closed mouth kiss this time. He wants Josuke to know just how much he loves him without saying it. He knows Josuke loves it when he shows his softer side, and Josuke has done nothing but bring that side of him out from the first week they slept together. Josuke's eyelashes flutter against his cheek and tickles.
Josuke rolls over carefully so he doesn't dislodge Rohan off his arm. He throws his free arm over Rohan's waist and pulls him closer.
"When did you want to formally move in?" Rohan asks. He knows it might be a little bit of a modd killer, or really more of a boring conversation considering they're both being all sappy with each other, but he'd hope that Josuke plans for it to be sooner rather than later. "I can help with it, if you need me to."
"Well, we can start moving me in tomorrow if you want. Tomorrow's my day off after all." Josuke says, "I figured I'll move in, then in a few days we'll tell my mum about us."
"You want to tell her this soon?" Rohan asks. He doesn't mind, he just figured that Josuke might want to ease her into the idea of it first. Especially since she apparently already knows he's screwing around with someone.
"Well if I'm moving in with you I have to tell her anyway. She's not dumb, she can put two and two together." Josuke grins.
"I bet she already thinks we've been dating this whole time." Rohan chuckles.
"But she doesn't know who I've been with, how could she think that?" Josuke asks.
"It's not hard to make an educated guess. Former enemy-friend suddenly starts picking you up every now and again and having tea with your mother?" Rohan grins, "And you come back with my marks all over you? Like you said, she can put two and two together."
"Maybe. It'd still be nice to tell her anyway, even if she does think we've been dating this whole time." Josuke sighs and leans his head in closer to Rohan, letting their breaths mingle.
Rohan lifts his hand and gently cups Josuke's jaw, playing with a stray hair dangling down, and wonders if maybe he'll end up spending the rest of his life with this man. He hopes so.
X
Today was the day and Rohan was nervous. Which is ridiculous because it's not a stranger he's seeing today, it's Josuke's mother. He's met her before, he's talked to her before. But this time he has to announce he's not only been fucking her son for 4 months, but is also now in a 6 day old relationship with him and he's already moved in.
They're in the car on the way to Josuke's old house. But Josuke had forced Rohan to pull over and made them switch seats, telling him he needed to calm down or he was going to crash the car. He hated to admit it but Josuke was probably right. His entire body was running entirely on nervous energy and his hands were shaking so bad he opted to leave his sketchbook at home. His sketchbook.
He hears Josuke's big sigh from beside him and suddenly a hand is in front of him, making a grabby motion. He turns and gives him a questioning stare. Josuke just snorts and and grabs one of Rohan's hands.
Ah.
He squeezes his hand as a silent thank you and returns to staring out the window and bouncing his leg.
The rest of the drive was quiet and yet comfortable. Josuke's thumb gently stroking his hand was calming him down and letting his mind clear, anxiety washing away slowly and he can start to rationalise his thoughts.
Such as he knows he really is worrying about absolutely nothing. Josuke's mother is a brilliant, and she likes his art which he considers a big bonus to any person. He's talked to her so many times now! Hell, he's even picked up Josuke plenty of times and had tea with his mother as he waits for her son to finish up fixing his hair in the mirror.
Maybe what makes him anxious isn't the whole announcing their relationship but more to do with whether or not Tomoko would want him joining their already small family circle. Small if you don't count all those fucking Joestar's everywhere, of course.
He tries to push it all from his mind when Josuke pulls into the driveway of his old home. The gets shut off and they both climb out. They walk up to the front door and Josuke just opens it, letting Rohan in first. Josuke still has his old housekey, and it's not like his mother minds him popping in whenever.
When they walk in Tomoko is seated on the couch. She looks up at them both and turns off the TV.
"Well, isn't this a nice surprise." She says, standing up to go meet them at the door.
Rohan starts sweating nervously and he refusing eye contact. "Nice to see you, Ms Higashikata."
Tomoko narrows her eyes immediately. "I thought we were on a first name basis."
"My apologies, Tomoko." Rohan says quickly, "I don't know what came over me."
"What's his deal?" She asks Josuke, and jabs an accusatory thumb in Rohan's direction. "Why's he look like he's about to keel over die?"
"He's uh, he's just nervous is all." Josuke says, and suddenly Rohan realizes that Josuke is also nervous as well, even if he's more calm about it.
"Nervous? What about?" Tomoko asks, she doesn't look too concerned though so Rohan has to wonder if she knows what's been going on the whole time and was just polite enough to wait for Josuke to come out and tell her himself.
Josuke looks to Rohan and sighs, holding out his hand. Rohan rolls his eyes at him but slips his hand into Josuke's anyway, tangling their fingers.
"We wanted to let you know we're dating now." Rohan says. He didn't foresee himself being the one to say it because of Josuke's nervousness, but Tomoko's casual calmness helps alleviate his nerves a bit. "About a week ago."
There's no look of surprise or anything that crosses her face, instead a single eyebrow raised in confusion.
"You..." She pauses to process what she's been told. "You weren't already?"
Rohan cracks up at that, doubling over in laughter and clutching his stomach, making both Josuke and Tomoko jump. Josuke quickly lets his hand go and grabs him by the shoulders, most likely thinking Rohan's having some kind of breakdown.
"Rohan?" Josuke asks worriedly.
"I was fucking right!" He wheezes, "I told you she'd think we were already together!"
"Well, I just assumed you were!" Tomoko says quickly, "I mean, you've been sleeping together for ages now, did you think I was stupid? I tried to get Josuke to admit it for ages because I couldn't understand why he would feel the need to hide it."
"Wha- Mum! How long have you known!?" Josuke shouts in exasperation as his boyfriend cackles like a madman.
"Look, ok, I admit I don't know how long it's been going on for, but I first noticed that night we had that little get together, you know, the one where you disappeared in the night without a note?" Tomoko says, "That was when. Plus, you, Rohan, you left that scrunched up paper full of your sketches of Josuke there, you know? It wasn't hard to put together after that!"
"Oh my God." Josuke hides his face in his hands.
Rohan wipes the tears from his eyes and stands back up straight. "Oh, wow. I suppose we've been pretty obvious about what we've been up to if you figured it out the same night it all started."
"The same...?" Tomoko gasps, "No way! That was the first time?"
"Can we get off this topic now? Mum, I'm dating Rohan and you already know I've moved in with him recently." Josuke says hurriedly, "Now let's get your blessing, and change the subject."
Tomoko rolls her eyes and pulls her son into a hug, then drags Rohan into it as well. "Fucking hell, Josuke, of course you both have my blessing it's not a goddamn marriage proposal, and even if it was then you'd still have my-"
"Mum!" Josuke shrieks, "We're not there yet!"
Rohan starts thinking about it though, and he could definitely see them down the line getting married, maybe another year or two and he'd like bring it up to Josuke.
"Ok, ok!" Tomoko grins and throws her hands up in mock defeat. "Now who wants tea?"
X
"So how have you been? I can't believe it's been almost 2 years!" Koichi is all smiles as he sits at the cafe in the seat across from Josuke. "I've been travelling around as you know, but it still feels like it's been far too long since I've been back."
"It's uh, it's been really good actually." Josuke grins, poking his spoon into the ice-cream he had ordered. "I moved out not long after you had left, so I never got a chance to tell you about that."
"Oh, did you? Good for you." Koichi sips at his tea, "I have to ask but are you and Rohan still doing that... friends with benefits thing?"
Josuke almost chokes on his ice-cream, "Oh! Right, right. Ok. I really forgot to tell you about some things then."
"Oh?" Koichi says, "Don't tell me you're dating him."
At the blank look on Josuke's face, Koichi gasps. "You are, aren't you?"
He feels nervous. Koichi is the first person Josuke's about to bring this up to and the guy only just found out that Rohan's his boyfriend.
"Actually, we got together officially about a week after you left, I moved in a few days after that." Josuke explains, "And... I'm thinking of asking him to marry me, actually."
There's silence between them for a moment before Koichi says, "I'm surprised, but... I'm genuinely happy for you. Both of you. I'm glad you both got past your petty fights and squabbles enough to come this far."
Josuke nods, "Thank you. I mean it."
"So..." Koichi grins, "Marriage, huh? Do you have any plan for proposing yet?"
Josuke laughs lightly and rubs the back of his head awkwardly, "Not really. I was thinking of asking him over a dinner, but he doesn't like cliches. I'm at a bit of a loss."
Koichi sighs, "I don't know if I can suggest anything. Also, it's not really my place."
"Yeah." Josuke mumbles, "Hey, did you want to come over later? Say hi to him?"
"I want to, but I might wait." Koichi says, "You realize the first thing he's going to do is ask to read about the places I've been, right?"
"He might, yeah." Josuke nods, then realizes, "Oh. He'll see I talked to you about wanting to marry him. How long are you planning on staying before you set off again?"
"Around a month or two. I'd like to catch up with my family, friends. Just take it easy for a bit." Koichi says, he downs the rest of his tea quickly, "But I do have to go now, I promised my mum I'd take her and the family out for the day."
Josuke nods, "I get it. I'll let you know how it goes with Rohan."
"If he says yes, I better see a wedding invite in the mail." Koichi grins.
"Of course, man!" Josuke laughs, "I wouldn't leave you out."
They both get up out of their seats and Josuke pulls Koichi into a one-armed hug. "It's good to see you, really. I'll catch you around!"
"By the way, your piercing looks good." Koichi says, gesturing to the eyebrow piercing on Josuke's face.
"Rohan convinced me to get it." Josuke grins, "That and he made me get my nipples done."
"Your-" Koichi blinks and goes red, "Wow, ok. Cool."
"Yeah. Hey, stop by any time, even if I haven't proposed. I mean it. It'll be great to properly catch up, and I'm sure Rohan would love to talk with you." Josuke says.
"Of course I will! I'll bring Yukako along." Koichi smiles.
They exchange their goodbyes and Josuke makes his way to back to his and Rohan's home.
He opens the door and the first thing he sees is Rohan laying upside down on the couch with a sketchbook in his hand, legs dangling over the back of it. He looks up as Josuke walks over to him. Rohan gives him a small smile and flips the sketchbook around to show him what he was working on. For a second he's not sure what he's looking at but once he's recognizing what it is, he chances a glance in the direction of the kitchen.
"I take it you tried cooking something new and it didn't go so well?" Josuke asks.
"Yes." Rohan says bluntly and lets his sketchbook drop on the floor. "But it made for a rather fun scene to draw."
Josuke grins and sits in front of the couch, he reaches out to play with Rohan's dangling hair, and running his fingers over his scalp. Rohan hums softly and enjoys Josuke's hands massaging his head. Rohan raises his arms and circles them around Josuke's neck, pulling him down into a kiss. Rohan shifts positions so that he can slide off the couch to join Josuke on the floor, continuing to kiss him softly, a hand on his neck.
Rohan slips a leg over Josuke and seats himself lazily in his lap, arms around his shoulders. Josuke's hands come up and gently make their way around Rohan's waist. Rohan sighs and buries his face in Josuke's neck, arms tightening around his shoulders. Josuke smiles and kisses the top of his head, hugging Rohan tighter against him.
This man in his arms, the one whose soft breaths puff out against his neck and the warmth of his body seeps into Josuke's bones, he loves him just so much it hurts. He wants to hold on to him and never let him go, wants to watch him while he works and wants to listen to him as he explains things he learns about with the excitement of a child, even when Josuke has no idea what he's talking about.
This man in his arms, who likes to cook elaborate dishes all for the sake of drawing the mess that specific dish would make in a kitchen if one were to cook it. Who, as Josuke learned one evening of late October, likes to order in foreign candy for kids on Halloween- but not because he enjoys making them happy, oh no, but because he refuses to be anything but the best, and refused to be one-upped by the neighbors.
This man in his arms, who lost his temper at the local pizzeria when his order was wrong when he was already having a bad day and proceeded to use Heaven's Door on the employees to make them forget he broke into the kitchens to make his own pizza.
This man in his arms, who convinced Josuke to get both nipples and an eyebrow pierced before he realized he had a thing for it. He also made him vividly describe what it was like getting them, describe the healing process and what it felt like when they were touched.
God, he wants to spend the rest of his life with this crazy, stuck-up bitch who likes kisses and being held, and soft touches and being doted on. Who likes to draw Josuke when he's doing menial household tasks and likes to brush his hair out and play with it.
"I want to get married."
Oh shit, did he say that out loud?
"Josuke?" Rohan leans back, "Did you hear me?"
Oh.
"I was going to ask you that this week." Josuke slowly starts to grin, "You beat me to it."
"You know, I've thought about it since the day we told your mother we were in a relationship?" Rohan confesses quietly. "I didn't plan it of course. It was too early for that. I just remember your mother made a joke about how she'd give me her blessing to marry you, and I thought it'd be something I'd bring up with you within a year or two, because I was sure we would get here."
"That long, huh?" Josuke smiles, "I love that you had enough faith in us to consider we'd make it this far."
"Well, I was right to assume it. We were getting along better than any partner I'd had before." Rohan huffs, "Now please, just say 'yes, I'd love to get married!' so we can be officially engaged."
Josuke rolls his eyes and presses a kiss against Rohan's cheek. "Of course I'll marry you, you idiot. I've been worrying all day about how I wanted to propose. Even asked Koichi for advice."
"Koichi?" Rohan sits up straight at that, "Did he call?"
"Oh! That's right, he's actually back in Morioh right now. I ran into him at the shops, so we grabbed a drink and some lunch. I invited him over." Josuke grins.
"That's good." Rohan nods, "Hmm, I wonder if he'll let me use Heaven's Door on him... he must have such wonderful stories to give me..."
"You'll have to ask him, but as a warning, he's bringing his wife." Josuke says.
"Oh, great. That girl." Rohan sighs, "Well, she's probably grown up a bit now. It's been a while."
"Yeah. I'm thinking of inviting Okuyasu as well, if he gets a night off." Josuke hums, "I want to ask him to be best man for me at our wedding. Koichi too."
Rohan laughs, "Wedding planning already? We haven't even chosen rings yet."
"Oh, come on, if you've been thinking about marrying me for the last two years then I bet anything you've sketched out little ideas for rings designed entirely by you." Josuke smirks, "And I'll be happy to wear whatever you've designed."
"Fuck, I can't believe I didn't think of that." Rohan blanches. "Josuke, you brilliant specimen of a human. That's an incredible idea. Fuck. I love you so much."
He was surprised Rohan hadn't already sketched something like that out, but he was looking so forward to the prospect of his boyfriend, no- fiancé, being the one to customize their wedding bands that it makes him feel giddy and excited, so he grins and kisses Rohan. "I'll love any design you come up with."
God he fucking loves this man.
End
Please point out any grammar mistakes / words that should be in a sentence but are obviously missing, I have dyslexia, and this was a nightmare. That being said, hope you enjoyed it regardless of mistakes on my part. Favorites are appreciated, though don't feel pressured to review.
