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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      ジョジョの奇妙な冒険_|_JoJo_no_Kimyou_na_Bouken_|_JoJo's_Bizarre_Adventure
  Relationship:
      Dio_Brando/Higashikata_Josuke, Higashikata_Josuke/Dio_Brando, diojosu,
      josudio, help_w_ship_name_pls
  Character:
      Dio_Brando, Higashikata_Josuke
  Additional Tags:
      Rape, noncon, NSFW, PWP, sin_-_Freeform
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-06-21 Words: 2128
****** Beautifaux Body ******
by apples4ryuk
Summary
     Josuke wakes up in an unfamiliar room. He thinks it's a room, anyway,
     there's minimal light allowed through the window. It barely outlines
     it. Then an ominous, cold presence surrounds him, and he doesn't even
     need to see the man to know who it is. Dio. The blood in his veins
     told him so.
Notes
     first time... writing noncon and light bdsm... firstly thank u anon
     who requested, it was a learning experience i think and expanded my
     writing options... pls, constructive criticism is highly appreciated!
     i am sensitive, ngl, so please don't be a dick or i'll just delete
     your comment. but if i could've written the bondage in this better or
     if i could've written the noncon part better send me some pointers
     and let me know where in the piece i could improve.
     but, i still hope you enjoy this piece. very very nsfw. i have never
     written noncon and i didn't think i would. but... i really... enjoyed
     writing this a bit... yikes woops
Josuke woke up dizzy with an achy pounding in his head. His wrists were bound
and behind him, that was the first thing he noticed. He was on his knees,
leaning forward – the second thing he noticed. He breathed rapidly, eyes trying
to focus in the darkness while he tugged on his restraints. His ankles were
tied together, too, so when he lost balance and fell forward he couldn’t easily
push himself back up.
 “F… fuck… Where am I?” he grumbled aloud. No one seemed to exist but him, yet
a cold presence surrounded him in the room. There were minimal wisps of light
shining an outline on the wooden floor from the window. At least he knew he was
above ground.
 A menacing laugh broke the silence. Josuke flinched, wriggling more against
his restraints. He managed to reposition himself as he was before, the rope
rubbing harshly against his wrists and ankles.
 “Who are you?” he demanded.
 “Higashikata Josuke…”
 He knew his name. The voice was deep and yet had a tart ring to it. He’d never
heard it in his life before. Something seemed familiar though, despite the fact
that he could not see who was there. He couldn’t even tell the direction the
person or thing was in.
 “Japanese, student, love child of Joseph Joestar,” the man continued. Josuke
shivered. “I must say I am a little disappointed. Your body surely is not one
that was born from the Joestar line. You have no resemblance to the original…”
 Then he stepped forward, a snap of the fingers raising flames from put-out
candles. And Josuke knew. His blood, the Joestar blood coursing within him
whispered in his mind that this was Dio. Dio, the Dio that Jotaro mentioned
back in Morioh, the Dio that caused all this mess in the Joestar line to begin
with.
 “Dio,” he said through gritted teeth. The blonde man smirked, baring a sharp
fang. “What did you do to him?! To Joseph Joestar?”
 “Joseph? I have no interest in that imbecile,” Dio said, waving his hand. He
walked around Josuke who was still struggling. When he tried to lean away, Dio
stepped down hard on his calf. Josuke yelped… he was strong. “No, I am much
more interested in you,” he added.
 “How could you be a Joestar? I have to examine your body to make sure you’re
one of them… Then I’ll have to kill you.”
 Josuke’s eyes widened. His coat was torn to shreds and the nails that
destroyed it scratched his back, too. He began shouting, not sure what he could
do or say. But as soon as he called out Crazy Diamond, multiple times, Dio
wouldn’t be in front of him anymore. A few punches in, he was bleeding at the
lip and breathing too heavily.
 “How… how…?!”
 “Wouldn’t you like to know,” Dio sneered. He moved again behind Josuke, face
close to the teen’s ear. He shivered, feeling cold breath against the birthmark
on his shoulder.
 “It seems a puny little thing like you really is a Joestar,” Dio said,
laughing. “Hmm… you have a fine body, though you obtained none of Jonathan’s
stature through your blood. I might keep you around for a while…”
 Dio licked along the shell of Josuke’s ear and he turned red, leaning away.
Dio grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him back, tongue flattening over the
birthmark. Josuke held his breath, eyes widening when Dio tore off his pants,
too. Suddenly the cost of them didn’t seem all that important anymore.
 “What… what are you—“
 “You’re my pet now, Higashikata Josuke,” Dio said, as if it were nothing. As
if Josuke should be proud to be Dio’s pet. He felt red eyes gazing all over his
back, down his legs. Josuke held still. “Mmm…”
 Dio’s hands were cold. They made Josuke flinch again, which only made Dio more
eager. He hummed and chuckled as he physically examined the smaller Joestar,
feeling around his shoulder blades, down the muscles of his back and cupping
his round butt. Josuke let out a quiet sound, tears prickling the corners of
his eyes.
 The worst part was how Dio’s thumbs traced around the curve, right up beneath
his balls. An involuntary moan escaped his throat. Dio laughed again, moving
his thumbs further up. Josuke shuddered but bit down on his lip to keep any
other sounds from coming out.
 Then Dio’s hands moved down his thighs, massaging them until his knees spread
further apart. He was entirely red now, all on his neck and the only thing he
could think about was translating that humiliation into rage. His body shook
with his mind amuck, desperately trying to collect his thoughts enough to form
an escape plan. But Dio had moved in front of him now, and Josuke tried to keep
his eyes clenched shut.
 Dio let him, uncaring whether Josuke wanted to see him or not. He’d force him
to watch later, of course, but he was fairly pleased with Josuke’s front.
Cautious fingers trailed down Josuke’s pecs, sharp nails circling around his
nipples before poking into the little tip. Josuke moaned again and cursed
himself, cursed his body for reacting this way.
 “You should be honored to be my pet, Josuke,” Dio said with a smile. Josuke
still refused to look. “I’ll make you feel so good you’ll want to turn your
back on your family…”
 He insisted on playing with Josuke’s nipples some more, enjoying the twitches
of his body when he pinched and twisted them, the refrained sounds muffled in
Josuke’s mouth. Dio was less interested in his abs, but the hardening member
below was just what he wanted to see.
 “Ah, you see, Josuke? I’ve barely touched you and you’re already this hard,
hmm.”
 Dio did the same thing with his thumbs again, following the V-line of Josuke’s
hips until they tucked under his balls. He barked another moan, unable to hold
it in any longer. Dio laughed from deep inside his chest and felt down Josuke’s
thighs a bit more, then stood on his feet.
 “Open your eyes,” he demanded, “Or I will kill your mother.”
 Josuke’s eyes snapped open at the mention of his mother, but as soon as his
mouth opened to spew threats it was stuffed with the tip of Dio’s large cock.
 “Bite and I will kill her.”
 Josuke glared up at Dio, wanting to do just that – bite him – if only to wipe
that smug grin off his face. But he couldn’t if his mom was in danger.
 “Good boy,” Dio purred, tangling his nails into Josuke’s pomp. “Now suck it
nice and good. Let me tell you about this big, delicious cock as you go…”
 Josuke was confused by Dio’s last statement, and very much inexperienced. He
tried to steady his breathing, using his tongue to moisten the tip. Dio was
impatient and stuffed more in – Josuke almost choked and bit down, but managed
to regain control his gag reflex. Tears in his eyes dripped down from the
strain on his throat, and once he was able to mostly moisten the thick length
Dio began to thrust in and out of his mouth. Josuke had watched blowjobs in
porn before, sucking in his cheeks every so often when it didn’t feel as bad.
 “Mm, there you go,” Dio said. Part of Josuke wondered why he felt some sense
of accomplishment at the praise offered by his bloodsworn enemy. “Now let me
tell you… Ahh, Josuke, your big lips are so wonderful around this cock… It’s
your great-great grandfather’s cock…”
 Josuke’s eyes widened. What the hell did Dio just say?
 “Yes, you’re sucking off the original Joestar, how does that make you feel,
Josuke?”
 Dio grinned down at him. He loved the way those thick brows crinkled in the
middle, seemingly when Josuke was angry. He wanted to fuel that rage.
 “I stole this body from him… mmm, good boy, use your tongue more,” he said.
Josuke complied. He didn’t want Dio to stuff the entire length inside of his
mouth if he refused, because it wouldn’t fit. “After he died… I had it for 100
years at the bottom of the ocean until I was fully revived—a-ah… Recently…”
 Dio tugged Josuke’s mouth off of him, smearing the saliva and precum around
Josuke’s lips with the tip. “So beautiful like this,” he said, “The mixture of
my fluids with your spit are a perfect shade of lipstick on you, Josuke.”
 “Bite me!”
 “Don’t you worry, Josuke,” Dio said. He severed the rope connecting Josuke’s
wrists with his ankles and pulled him up roughly by the hair. Without any
warning Dio crashed their mouths together, tongue forcing its way past Josuke’s
teeth. He moaned into it, dominating, exploring the area of his mouth. Josuke
couldn’t fight back, knew he couldn’t bite Dio’s tongue to force him away. And
the worst part was his cock was fully hard now.
 “I’ll bite you and make you one of my minions after this is all over,” he
whispered into Josuke’s ear.
 The next thing Josuke knew, the rope tied to the ceiling to keep him from
moving freely was cut and his ankles were freed, too. He was pushed onto his
face and felt his ass cheeks being spread apart.
 “You’re a cute little virgin,” Dio mused, licking up from Josuke’s balls over
his asshole. Josuke gasped, body jerking again. “This will be fun…”
 Josuke knew Dio was evil. Knew he planned on killing him, that he wouldn’t
really turn him and keep him on his side. He only knew some of the things he
did via Jotaro but by his aura alone, Josuke could judge him to be a man of
pure evil. Yet it felt so good, too good, why was he doing this? Why would Dio
take the time to pleasure Josuke at all?
 “A—ahhh…” Josuke moaned, the lewd sounds now uncontrollable. His mind was
jumbled and his hard, throbbing cock was dripping onto the floor with precum.
He was sure he’d cum soon from Dio’s tongue alone with the way it circled
around his hole then plunged into it. “F-fuck… fuck you…”
 “It’ll be the other way around, unfortunately for you,” Dio said. He sucked on
Josuke’s balls, wetting them with saliva and Josuke lost it there. He came all
over the floor, his sensitive member still twitching because Dio refused to
stop stimulating his balls.
 The pleasure quickly turned to pain next. Josuke yelped and tried to crawl
away, stopped only by Dio’s tight grip around his thigh. He cried out and
cursed, the sharp fingers drawing blood as two entered at once. Dio didn’t say
anything, didn’t stop, only increased his pace of finger-fucking Josuke. Tears
started to flow again and then a third was added. It burned, though Dio seemed
to give him the bare minimum of preparation that eventually dulled the pain.
 “Be grateful,” he said. Josuke felt the tip pressing in and clenched his eyes
shut. “If you had the true Joestar body type, I would’ve gone in without
preparing you at all.”
 Josuke groaned uncomfortably as Dio pushed in all the way. He felt full, too
full, like he was going to throw up. Dio didn’t allow him time to adjust and
began thrusting at a steady, even pace. His nails dug into Josuke’s ass cheeks
and all he could do was grunt and groan until the pain was only mild. Even
then, his cock refused to harden again and Dio didn’t care to stimulate him
anymore.
 The thrusts were harder and faster now, and his insides were stretched to the
max. His face was pressed against the hard floor, sweat dripping down his
entire body and then with a shuddering growl Dio came inside of him. It was hot
and wet and Dio didn’t stop there, pulling out all the way to squirt the rest
of it onto Josuke’s ass.
 Dio hummed, still admiring Josuke’s round backside as a finger outlined its
perfect shape. Josuke moaned softly, despite the tears, despite the pain. He
was sure by the growing light that it was becoming daytime, and that the darker
liquid dripping down his thigh was blood. He closed his eyes again and
listened. Dio’s footsteps moved further away, and a door opened.
 “I’ll decide what to do with you later,” he said, and left Josuke alone in the
dark room.
 When his breathing steadied and some strength returned, Josuke had lost some
of his will. His eyes drooped even though their gaze remained on the outline of
the window. His sight had finally adjusted to the darkness. But Josuke’s body
only had enough energy to slump over onto its side, and he blacked out.
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