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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      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:
      Kakyoin_Noriaki/Mohammed_Abdul
  Character:
      Kakyoin_Noriaki, Mohammed_Abdul
  Additional Tags:
      NSFW, Creampie, Fluff_and_Smut, Light_Angst, Vulnerability, First_Time,
      Bottom_Kakyoin_Noriaki, Mild_Hurt/Comfort, Though_Kakyoin_does_lead_from
      the_bottom, Semi-Power_Bottom?
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-09-15 Words: 3925
****** For a Single Moment ******
by Ribbon_Serpentine10
Summary
     Kakyoin lets a more vulnerable side of himself show in this moment of
     intimacy with Avdol. Even for just this single moment.
Notes
     Normal = Normal text
     Italics = Thoughts
     Bold = Flashback
     Kakyoin is aged up to 18.
See the end of the work for more notes
Avdol gently came close and pressed his lips against Kakyoin’s cheek.  Airy
butterfly kisses fluttered along the younger man’s skin along with warmth
pooling and spreading throughout his body.  Sending electrifying sparks that
resulted in fiery surges of pleasure that made his body tremble slightly.
Kakyoin bit his bottom lip to silence himself, a bit embarrassed at the noises
he was making.  However, it grew harder and harder the further on they
continued.  He gave a sharp gasp when Avdol had caringly stroked along his
skin.  His muscular chest was heaving up and down as his toned yet slender body
tensed.  But with the combined heat emanating from Avdol’s being and the
intensity of these feelings between the two, he felt himself start to relax.
After a quiet yet intense session of foreplay, Avdol had taken the lube at the
table next to the bed.  Pouring a generous amount on his thick fingers, he
teased at the redhead’s tight entrance, causing Kakyoin to twitch.
“Is this your first time?” Avdol questioned quietly.  His deep voice was
tender.
Kakyoin nodded.  He wasn’t embarrassed that he was a virgin since he knew that
he would one day lose it.  Well…at least, he hoped one day in future that he
would lose it eventually.  However, he made it his consensus to only lose his
virginity to somebody who held his heart and whose heart he also held in
return.
Though he didn’t expect for that day to come so soon, and with somebody that he
really did not expect, he was still grateful to experience such a sweet and
intimate moment. 
He wasn’t sure how or when such feelings even started.  When he first came on
the journey to save Mrs. Kujo, he could only think of her.  Her kindness, her
warm smile, her voice as cheery and chirpy like a bluebird’s twitter, and her
laugh tinkling in the air like silver bells.  Her figure, though fuller than
what was considered the norm of Japanese beauty was all the more attractive to
him as she seemed to light up the room with her presence.  How she asked about
him so cheerily yet so gently if he was okay and wanted some tea made him
flustered yet also caused his heart to skip a beat.
Avdol looked nothing at all like Mrs. Kujo – though not as tall as Jotaro, he
was large and very muscular.  His skin was dark and his hands were callous and
rough while his face was a little scarred and hardened from hardships.  No
doubt from not only his close encounter with DIO but also possibly his
assassins considering the amount of knowledge he seemed to know in regards to
them.  His voice was deep and calming yet could rise in a roar when filled with
emotion. 
“A-ahh…Mr. Avdol…” Kakyoin squirmed slightly at the finger teasing his hole. 
He continued moaning as he stuck himself closer – badly wanting that finger
inside of him, “Mmmngh~ Mmm~!”
Seeing how much the younger man was inching towards his finger, Avdol obliged. 
He carefully and slowly entered his large digit though he couldn’t help but
worry that he was too large.  He knew Kakyoin was strong, both as a person and
a fighter, yet the fortune teller still couldn’t help but feel nervous…
Despite the pants he was starting to let loose, Kakyoin noticed the older man
was tensing up slightly.  He could hear his heart beating rapidly in his thick
chest.  “Mr. Avdol,” Kakyoin spoke up.  His voice was trembling from the
burning stretch at his posterior and not getting used to the feeling.  But
seeing that the Egyptian seemed to be losing his nerve, he knew that he should
calm to soothe him.  He leaned his head up and softly brushed his lips against
the older man’s earlobe, “It’s alright…you know I can handle it.”  A tiny yet
knowing smile spread out across his face.
Avdol was taken aback but he was grateful for the reassurance from his younger
lover.  Taking a deep breath, he continued, more determined to please him.  His
finger now inside, he found and struck Kakyoin’s prostate quite easily.
Kakyoin gave a sharp gasp as intense pain then pleasure rained down on his
being.  He arched his back slightly, getting used to the feeling.  When Avdol
inserted another finger to stretch him, the redhead gripped the sheets
underneath him, moaning as he closed his eyes, reveling in these intense
feelings of pleasure and pain in this act of love.
Revelling in the feeling a bit, Kakyoin was in bliss.  However, he wanted
more.  So for that, he couldn’t help but gaze at Avdol’s manhood.  As he had
expected, it was big, thick and long.
Avdol had noticed that Kakyoin was peering at his length which made his dark
cheeks tinge with cherry red.  He felt a little sheepish at his erection being
observed by the redhead.  However, he couldn’t help but feel and bask in a
little bit of pride at the hungry glint that flashed in Kakyoin’s violet eyes. 
“Here I come, my love,” he reassured, a bit excited himself at what was going
to take place.  Taking the lube from the table next to the bed, he exited his
fingers and started slicking up his cock. 
Kakyoin groaned desperately as his chest heaved.  He was shuddering at all his
feelings of pleasure crumbling away into brittle and bitter little pieces. 
Gasping, he watched Avdol with half-lidded and glazed eyes, the hungry spark in
his eyes igniting.  He couldn’t help but lick his lips, soaking the sight of
him.
Avdol saw the action and felt his cheeks flush even more.  However, he
chuckled, “You little minx…” Positioning himself at Kakyoin’s entrance, he took
another deep breath before he finally entered.
“M-Mr. Avdol…” Kakyoin gasped as he felt the thick cock enter him slowly.  “Oh
God…haaah--! P-please… That feels so…! G-gyaaaahh--! Ahhhh!” He rocked his hips
back as Avdol’s cock instantly hit his prostate.  Tears of pleasure started
forming at the corners of his violet eyes as he was seized by intense flames of
desire and lust.
Avdol then started thrusting, beginning with a slow yet deep and sensual pace.
 With every thrust, he kept hitting that special spot while touching the
redhead’s cock to make sure he was bathed in pleasure.  Stroking it in a tender
fashion with a gentle yet firm grip, he continued pounding, keeping to the
rhythm.  The younger man’s length was hard and throbbing in his hand.
It was funny.  Kakyoin hated submitting to others and sucking up.  Yet with Mr.
Avdol…
He found that he didn’t mind submitting at all.  On the contrary, he was eager
in doing so.  This confused him at first.
“Mmmngh! M-Mr. Avdol~” he moaned as his tongue poked out.  Intense pleasure
overrode his body and senses – bathing him in a grand blaze.
Avdol grunted as sweat started to form at the sides of his head.  Glad that his
hair was falling loosely for once in dark waves – freed from all of the
accessories that adorned it during the day.  Each of his thrusts was harder
than the last, feverishly striking the moaning redhead’s prostate.
God, this was just so good… Kakyoin gave loud whines and mewled every time the
fortune teller struck and rammed inside him.  He clenched hard around his thick
and huge cock and tightened, moaning while drool was leaking down his rosy
lips.  ‘God…’he gave a shuddered breath as his walls pulsed around the length. 
‘He’s so big…!’ He also couldn't help but soak in the sight of Avdol with his
hair down - that was the first time he ever saw him like that, and he looked
astounding...
“Does it feel…good…mm…Kakyoin…?” the Egyptian shoved every inch of his cock
inside the younger man, grinding the tip of his member directly into his
prostate.  His balls pressed at the curve of his ass.
“Yes…” the redhead breathed.  His eyes were glazed and half-lidded, clouded
from all the pleasure that he was under, “It feels so…mmmph! Wonderful…” he
thrust back, moaning desperately at the huge cock filling him so easily.  He
felt so full with it there and it hit him every time, making him so vulnerable…
“Are you going to…haah…come for me, my love?” the older man grunted out,
thrusting heavily inside his younger lover without pausing.
Kakyoin panted with a nod, “Y-yes--! G-ggyaaaaah~!” He wailed as the fortune
teller continued taking him without mercy.  Yet, with the merciless pounding,
there was a bloom of love and intimacy he felt – seizing his heart and clouding
his mind, crumbling away his once massive pride little by little. 
Indeed.  Inside, his pride and this yearning for this love and intimacy were in
a heated argument.  His pride bubbled warningly – wanting him to stop since he
was submitting and throwing himself away for someone so easily, and that just
wasn’t him.  However, his yearning for such warm and beautiful feelings like
this...
It argued back by snapping that he wasn’t being easy along with bringing up
hidden depths that he himself wanted to be buried.  Wanted to be buried, yet
was quite aware of them surfacing when the time came.
He wrapped his legs around the Egyptian’s waist so he could penetrate him even
deeper, “Mmmrph--! A-ahhh…~!”
Though Avdol didn’t expect the sudden move, he let it slide by since he knew
Kakyoin was the type who still wanted some degree of control even in a position
like this.  In response, Avdol accepted the movement and returned it by
wrapping his big, strong arms around Kakyoin, complying with his needs by
deepening his merciless ramming while sucking a dark mark on his neck.  The
older man released a series of deep moans and groans.  Especially with Kakyoin
himself moaning so provocatively in his arms.  His beautiful song kept him
going, “Guhhhh…”
Kakyoin whimpered at the older man marking him and deepening his thrusts inside
him.  He tried to brush his lips against his temple and wrapped his arms around
Avdol’s strong neck.  Closing his eyes, he felt his whole being melt.  Gasping
and mewling, he was continuously taken and loved.
Soon after, Avdol felt that familiar gentle burning feeling deep within.  He
groaned and grunted as his thrusts continued with its harsh yet pleasurable
rhythm, “Mmmh…Noriaki…”
Hearing his first name being addressed, Kakyoin’s eyes widened slightly, “M-Mr.
Avdol…”
Seeing his reaction, Avdol froze a little.  In that pause, he panted but his
brow furrowed in worry.  He almost forgot that in Japan, things were different.
 Addressing by the first name was a highly intimate and close thing to do, at
least from what little he recalled.  Even though they were making love right
now and they bore such feelings for each other, Avdol still wasn’t sure if it
was right of him to address Kakyoin in such a manner.  “I…I apologize,” he
quickly spoke up in embarrassment.  His deep voice slightly weak. 
However, he was stopped by a little chuckle.  Avdol blinked in confusion.
Kakyoin gazed up at his older lover steadily and calmly.  The usually steely
glint in his amethyst eyes was gone, replaced with warmth and clouded with…
“No…please, don’t apologize,” he said quietly, reaching up to stroke at the
man’s cheek with his fingers.  His skin was rough there, too, yet Kakyoin loved
the feeling of it brushing against his softer skin.  It was such a lovely
contrast.  “I would like that.  Please…address me in that way.  Noriaki…or
Nori.  Whatever suits you…”
Avdol felt his heart throb, falling deeper in love with this beautiful young
man underneath him.  Kakyoin was young, yes, but he always struck him as being
a man rather than a boy with the way he conducted himself.  With such poise,
composure, maturity, and intelligence.  The Egyptian’s worried and embarrassed
expression settled down to a gentle smile.  “Thank you,” he whispered sincerely
before brushing his lips against Kakyoin’s jawline.  “For bestowing such an
honour to me…” And with that, they continued.  Avdol’s pace was back to being
sensual and relentless as he made love with Kakyoin once more. 
The tears were now pouring down Kakyoin’s cheeks.  His pride crumbled away as
he buried his face into the older man’s broad shoulder, “Mmmnhgh…! A-
Aaahhhhck~!”
Why was he being so submissive? Why was he even allowing this? Kakyoin knew it
was so illogical since he wasn’t that type of person. 
But then again, love was illogical, wasn’t it?
For some reason, with that little thought popping up in his head, a logical
answer was able to form. 
‘It’s because…it’s Mr. Avdol.  He wouldn’t lead me along, betray me and use
me…he’s a good man.’
That one time with DIO truly affected him.  In more ways than one.  The first
encounter they had, the bastard preyed on his loneliness.  His yearning for
acceptance.  To be loved, desired and looked on by someone who would accept him
totally for him as himself and who he didn’t have to hide behind a mask of
obligatory courtesy to.
“Let’s be friends.”
Friends were something Kakyoin always secretly wanted.  He felt that he
couldn’t make friends as a child because nobody understood him.  He wasn’t like
them.  They couldn’t do things like he could.  They didn’t have a Stand, nor
could they see them.  Though they weren’t malicious, they weren’t exactly
accommodating, either.  Nobody tried to bother understanding him and simply
thought he was joking or playing around.
That he was being a child.
DIO’s ability to be able to capture him by preying on this weakness of his was
humiliating.  It was lucky he was freed or else things most certainly have
gotten worse… Yet what would have happened exactly? He wasn’t so sure.  But all
he knew was that he was glad to be free.
Since that moment, opening this side of him was even more difficult.  Sure, he
got along jovially with everyone else and laughed and teased when the time came
for it, but this moment of intimacy?
Kakyoin was admittedly nervous when he decided to finally confess his feelings
to Avdol.  He figured that they could talk alone in a room together in the
hotel and that was his chance.  Avdol, being reliable as ever, patiently waited
for him to speak and even advised him to take a deep breath.  Once he regained
his composure, he finally laid his feelings bare; confessing that his feelings
of admiration and friendship towards him had grown.  There was silence before
Avdol quietly questioned him with a rather unexpected inquiry.
“Why are you telling me this now?”
Kakyoin had been a bit taken aback by the question.  He wasn’t exactly sure,
either.  But in the end, it summed up to two conclusions.
“I felt that the best solution was to let it out of my chest.  You have the
right to know.  Especially since…I don’t know what’s going to happen tomorrow
or the next day.  Even though we didn’t tell Polnareff that you were alive
after you were shot by Hol Horse, even for just a moment…I thought you died.”
“Kakyoin…”
One thing led to another and the two were kissing.  It started awkward and
chaste since both of them had zero experiences with romantic relationships
(Kakyoin was a bit surprised at hearing this from Avdol).  Brief brushes and
pecks on the lips, however, evolved after they locked eyes.
Though some found brown eyes plain since they were the most common eye colour
in the world, Kakyoin felt that Avdol’s eyes were some the most beautiful orbs
he had ever seen along with Mrs. Kujo’s.  Avdol’s eyes seemed to glitter with
such warmth that Kakyoin wondered if the flame that burned behind them was from
Magician’s Red or from Avdol himself.
With that in mind, Kakyoin had come forward and captured the older man’s lips
with his own while wrapping his arms around his thick neck, pressing their
bodies close.  He had felt Avdol tense at first, probably shocked from the
unexpected move, but feeling his plumper lips press back, the redhead
continued.
At first, he was hesitant with the idea of receiving since he would be at mercy
of whoever was his partner.  But upon his realization of sharing these feelings
with Avdol…he couldn’t help but count himself lucky and feel highly glad.
Glad that Avdol was nothing like DIO. 
Glad that Avdol was able to both emote and take things seriously so if they
needed to discuss things, whether it be their new relationship or pressing
matters, they could.
Glad that he could share and show this side of himself to him.
Glad that Avdol wouldn’t judge him or mock him for wanting to express his
vulnerability for once.
And he was especially glad he could just curl up into this man’s arms and get
enveloped in warmth.
“M-Mr. Avdol…!” Kakyoin had moaned when the Egyptian accidentally brushed his
hip as his hands explored his body.  It seemed to be a sensitive spot.  Much to
Avdol’s surprise, the redhead’s moan was much higher than he expected.  He
expected it to be a bit high-pitched but this…
It was so unexpected yet so alluring.
Avdol was about to apologize for going too far but had been stopped from
Kakyoin beginning to unbutton his uniform.  The fortune teller’s eyes widened.
“Are you sure you want to do this? We don’t have to do this, you know.  Isn’t
it too soon?”
“I don’t have nor want any regrets.”
And that’s how they came to be at this moment.
Avdol lovingly peered down at the moaning redhead below him, soaking in how
extremely beautiful Kakyoin was at this moment.  The Egyptian knew that such a
moment with Kakyoin was an honour in itself.  Kakyoin, despite his kind and
polite nature, was actually very prideful and haughty.  Far more distant, aloof
and cold than what he seemed, he was not above belittling or mocking others,
and he was harsh when pushed.  Even cruel, almost.  So seeing him in this
moment…
The fortune teller was honoured and quite happy that Kakyoin felt safe, secure
and comfortable enough for him to allow his cold walls to crumble.  To finally
show that there were times that even he needed to shed his strong shell and
needed someone to care for and continue loving him even if he was in such a
“pathetic” state.
No doubt, Kakyoin would’ve thought he was being pathetic right now.  But Avdol
highly disagreed.  Everyone had limits, so he didn’t at all think the redhead
was pathetic for wanting just a single moment where things were simpler and
purely expressed with emotions. 
Where he could just be loved and held like this.
Avdol bit his bottom lip, speeding up his pounding as he was close to release.
Kakyoin was only allowed to gasp for a moment of breath as Avdol continued
making love to him.  The redhead shrieked as he squeezed his eyes shut and
cried.  He was so, so close…
Moaning hotly against Kakyoin’s blushing neck, Avdol placed a wet kiss over his
Adam’s apple while taking a hold of the redhead’s cock again; pumping it to
match with his vigorous thrusting, “N-Nori…I’m…I am…MMNGH!” Using his free arm,
Avdol tightened his hold around his lover’s waist and stilled himself before
gasping loudly.  Spurting out shots of cum inside of his beloved.
Kakyoin cried in delight as he finally came – pushed completely over the edge
from all the sensations and feelings melting into a hotpot of emotions. 
From his older lover’s warmth, their bodies pressing together, the fortune
teller’s large and calloused hand wrapping around his cock, and their voices
rising higher and higher into a passionate song. 
Kakyoin moaned wantonly at feeling Avdol’s cum fill him up.  He eagerly milked
the Egyptian’s cock as he spurted a lot of his white cum between the two,
painting their stomachs and even some of his now heaving chest.  His tongue was
poking out as tears fell down his flushed cheeks.
Carefully exiting out of the redhead with a quiet yet lewdly wet sound, Avdol
pulled Kakyoin into a deep and loving kiss.  With each stroke of his tongue
against the younger man’s, sparks of love and passion were recreated. 
Kakyoin closed his eyes and silently yet eagerly returned the kiss.  His tongue
fervently touching and stroking its partner as he felt the love, passion and
intimacy Avdol expressed towards him.  Wanting to return it so badly with his
own conveyance of such emotions.
Avdol groaned deeply, removing his now wet and cum-covered hand away from his
younger lover’s now well-spent cock.  “I love you…” he uttered out softly after
pulling away from the kiss.  His lips still brushed against Kakyoin’s softer
and thinner ones.
Clearing his throat to gather his voice and settle his beating heart, emotions
swelled within Kakyoin’s being as he looked at the man holding him so
tenderly.  Those brown eyes gazing at him so steadily…they were so warm and
filled with love that it made the redhead’s heart melt and for him to
ultimately forget about his pride if even for a moment.
This was worth far more than that.
“I love you, too…” he murmured, nuzzling at the older man’s neck.  He pressed a
kiss there before starting to feel sleep take over.  “Mmm…if it’s alright with
you…” he yawned but persisted.  This was quite important.
“Yes?”
“May I call you…Muhammad…?” it was hard for Kakyoin to keep his eyes open.  He
was always easily tired and got easily sick (damn his low immunity system). 
But he pushed on to at least hear Avdol’s response.
The question brought a gentle and warm smile on Avdol’s face.  For a moment, he
didn’t look like the tired and weary man who saw hardships that aged him.  For
this single moment, he was a man who was still blooming in looks and nature in
adulthood as how he should be.  His heart was beating in a lullaby for his
loved one saying his given name.
It was lovely how Kakyoin said it.  It sounded so smooth.  Like silk.
Stroking a calloused thumb across Kakyoin’s cheek, Avdol placed a kiss on his
lips once more, “Of course you may, my love.”
Kakyoin smiled. 
Not a smirk, not a small and tiny smile, either.  A legitimate smile like the
times he laughed.  This one, however, was painted with a soft and calming yet
joyful brush.  With tints and shades of love, desire, relief, and acceptance
mixed in. 
He snuggled close and wrapped his arms around Avdol’s larger and more muscular
figure.  He was surrounded by warmth and that definitely made him curl closer
and for his being to relax even more.  “Good night…Muhammad…” he yawned tiredly
and lay his head against his chest, breathing in the strong yet pleasant aroma
of spice and cinnamon that came from Avdol’s being. 
Sleep finally took him.
Closing his eyes and letting out a melodic hum, Avdol held the sleeping redhead
close, gently resting his chin atop his soft yet sweaty head.  He felt slight
amusement at seeing his long bang curling slightly with every breath he took. 
The Egyptian let out a soundless sigh and relaxed his body to sleep the night
away.
For once, they can just relax in their own world.  Held in each other’s arms
and feel like things are normal.  In this one single moment.
“Goodnight, Noriaki…”
End Notes
     After listening to a BL audio of Daisuke Hirakawa (Kakyoin's seiyuu),
     I was quite surprised he actually had...a rather high-pitched moan. I
     spoke with my buddy, Zombsuke, and a short yet steamy RP evolved. At
     the same time, I pondered about the idea of the more psychological
     prospects of why Kakyoin would be a bottom. Considering how he just
     leaps onboard after meeting people who are just like him and how
     angry he felt from submitting to Dio who drew him in by a promise of
     friendship, I would think he secretly wants a love that would melt
     him over. And I imagine even he can get tired and want to just have a
     moment where he could lower his walls and revel fully in his
     feelings. Even just for one moment.
     (That saying so, this is the first time I wrote something canonical
     but I wanted to do something for my Jojo OTP. QwQ So, I highly
     apologize if I wound up making either Kakyoin or Avdol OOC. I'm still
     new to Jojo fanfic writing...orz)
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