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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:
      Higashikata_Josuke/Kujo_Jotaro
  Character:
      Higashikata_Josuke_(JoJo:_Diamond_is_Unbreakable), Kujo_Jotaro, Kishibe
      Rohan
  Additional Tags:
      Dark, Anal_Sex, Anal_Fingering, Light_Bondage, Face_Slapping, Mind
      Control, Uncle/Nephew_Incest
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-09-11 Words: 3096
****** Monster Inside ******
by carriejack03
Summary
     Rohan has a plan that quickly turns into a nightmare.
Notes
     This is part of an art-trade I did with a wonderful artist on
     Twitter, hope you like it dear!!
See the end of the work for more notes
Rohan was curious to see what was going to happen.
He had noticed in the past weeks that the fucking brat (Josuke) was always
around his nephew, Jotaro with such lovely dovey expression, like his eyes had
taken the shape of two hearts. It was disgusting to see, Rohan wanted to throw
up every time he saw them together. They looked… in love, that’s right, he
didn’t have any other word for them.
There was just something by the way they moved around each other, Josuke was
always happy, he adored his nephew with all of his heart, it was obvious by the
way he moved that there was no one like him in his life. Oh, first love… what
joy it brought.
And, if there was one thing Rohan wanted, was to crush Josuke’s happiness. A
plan quickly formed in his mind and it didn’t take long for him to set it in
motion, it was so sick and evil that Rohan congratulated himself for it.
It had been easy to call Jotaro to his house, he used the excuse to want to
talk to him about a new Stand user and puff, Jotaro appeared on his front door
after only two hours of waiting on his couch, while grinning like a madman.
“So what is the problem?” Jotaro asked, entering in Rohan’s spacious home,
without even taking his shoes out. He gave the mangaka his back and that was
his error. It took Rohan a second to materialize his Stand, he didn’t even need
to shout its name before he opened Jotaro like a book.
To say the man was surprised was an euphemism, Jotaro’s eyes were so wide, he
was looking up at Rohan with his sea-blue eyes, they were so clear and full of
emotions like Rohan had never seen before.
“What are you doing?” He asked, trying to materialize his Stand but didn’t
quite succeed. Of course, the first thing that Rohan had written on him was
that he couldn’t call out Star Platinum, he still remembered how much Crazy
Diamond’s fists hurt on his body and he didn’t want the experience to repeat
itself.
“Don’t worry, you won’t remember anything, just let me do this.” Rohan smiled,
but his expression was cold as ice. He wrote something on Jotaro’s face,
something that the man couldn’t read before the mangaka closed the book of his
life with a satisfied grin.
“Well, you can go now, Mr. Kujo, I think Josuke is waiting for you.” Rohan
smirked, there was something sinister in the way he said those words, but
before Jotaro could think too much into it, his foot were already out of the
door.
Jotaro turned around confused, adjusting the hat at the top of his head. Why
was he here? He didn’t remember walking to Rohan’s house… where was his mind?
Well, whatever, he had to meet Josuke anyway, better get going.
Rohan watched Jotaro walking away, then he opened the door and began to follow
him without being seen with his sketchbook under an arm and a smile spread on
his face.
Poor Josuke, he didn’t know what was going to happen to him. The words he had
written on Jotaro’s book was still burning in his mind and he licked his lips
excited.
“ The next time I’ll see him, I’ll rape Josuke Higashikata .”
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Jotaro had been strange all day. When he had arrived to his house, his
expression had turned cold, there was something dark in his eyes, something
that made Josuke shiver. Maybe he had stayed up all night to write his thesis?
Probably, but it still didn’t explain his behaviour.
“Is your mom home?” Jotaro asked once he had entered in the house. Josuke
tilted his head confused, Jotaro never minded if his mom was home, but decided
to reply anyway.
“No, she’s out with some friends, she’ll return tonight.” He said, stretching
his arms up. He was wearing a pair of loose shorts and a tank-top that showed
his bellybutton. He caught Jotaro’s eyes and saw how they looked at his stomach
with mild interest. Maybe he was thinking that Josuke shouldn’t dress like
that? But it was strange, Jotaro never cared… somehow that expression was
making him feel uncomfortable and Josuke quickly turned towards the kitchen,
wanting to escape from that tense atmosphere as soon as possible. “Do you want
something to drink, Jotaro-san? I have water or soda or-”
His words were stopped once he felt Jotaro’s hands on him. He jumped at the
sudden sensation, his nephew’s hands were so cold, they burned on his skin,
especially when one was grabbing his chest and the other his hip.
“J-Jotaro-san? Do you need something?” Josuke tried to turn towards him, but
Jotaro sunk his nails in his sensitive skin, stopping him. Josuke noticed that
there was something hard pressing against his ass. Oh god, he didn’t even want
to think about what it was, Jotaro’s breath was so close to his ear, he wanted
to run away.
“Do you always dress up as a slut, Josuke?” Jotaro whispered in his ear, taking
his lobe between his teeth. Josuke shivered and he couldn’t even think at a
reply, he had never heard Jotaro talking like that, but he didn’t like it, he
didn’t like it at all.
“W-What-- Jotaro?” Josuke sniffed, something wasn’t right, Jotaro was never
like this. He was scared, so scared, Josuke materialized Crazy Diamond without
thinking, he just wanted to get away, he only needed a little push after all--
The feeling of a punch on his cheek made him feel lightheaded, his head was
turned to a side by the sudden force and he couldn’t even cry for the pain. It
was obvious that Star Platinum had punched Crazy Diamond, Josuke wasn’t a
stranger to Stand battles, but this one was different, this was  Jotaro .
Before he knew it, his back was pressed against the soft cushion of the couch
with Jotaro straddling his lap. He couldn’t moved his legs, they were trapped
under Jotaro’s weight. He was getting more scared, he wanted to run away but he
couldn’t. Just then, he noticed that Jotaro didn’t have his trademark hat and
white coat anymore, his black turtleneck was like a second skin on him, Josuke
could see all of his muscles but, if in any other situation that would have
turned him on, this time it made him afraid of him.
“J-Jotaro-- please!” Tears welled up in Josuke’s eyes, his cheek still stung
for the punch and he tried to materialize Crazy Diamond again, but this time
Jotaro noticed his plan and raised his hand before he brought it down. The slap
echoed in the living room, it didn’t hurt much, but Josuke felt like his heart
was beating like a crazy in his throat.
“Don’t think about calling your Stand, you’ll regret it.” Jotaro’s voice was so
cold, Josuke could do nothing when he grabbed Josuke’s tank-top and ripped it
off his chest. The boy let out a scream, he tried to cover himself but Jotaro
took both of his wrists in one hand.
Jotaro ducked his head down and licked his collarbones, he was slow, delicate,
but that only made Josuke even more scared. “N-No, no! J-Jotaro!”
“It’s your fault.” Jotaro replied, sending a glare at him. His nephew leaned
his head up until their lips brushed together. “If you didn’t dress like a
slut, I wouldn’t do this… you always try to show off… begging to be touched.”
Tears ran down Josuke’s cheeks, he couldn’t believe that Jotaro was really
telling him these things, his lips were quivering and he was trying to hold his
sobs but he wasn’t successful. Jotaro tilted his head, he seemed interested in
his tears, but then Josuke was surprised when he felt a pair of lips meeting
his.
He jumped at the sudden contact, he didn’t return to the kiss in any way and
kept his lips shut, even when Jotaro’s tongue poked against them. He would have
never thought that his first kiss would be like this, he had wished it would be
something romantic and funny, instead it was cold and forced. He didn’t know
why Jotaro was behaving like this, he didn’t care, he just wanted him to  stop
.
Jotaro pulled himself back, he looked down at Josuke annoyed before he raised
his hand again. The boy shut his eyes, thinking that his nephew was going to
slap him again, but was surprised when, instead of the pain, Jotaro pressed his
fingers against each side of his cheeks, forcing him to part his lips.
Josuke’s eyes fluttered open when Jotaro’s tongue sneaked in his mouth, he
tried to meet his nephew’s gaze but Jotaro’s eyes were closed. Unwilling, their
tongues met and Josuke had to remain there, while Jotaro ravished his mouth.
After a few minutes, Jotaro pulled back, he licked Josuke’s lips and cheeks,
tasting his salty tears, before he straightened his back and looked down at him
with a lust-filled gaze. Josuke sniffed, he tried to maintain a strong facade,
but tears kept falling from his eyes.
“You look like I’m going to murder you.” Jotaro sighed, placing his hand on one
of his belts before he unbuckled it. Josuke’s body tensed, he gritted his teeth
and looked away, but he kind of felt relieved when he felt the hard material
tightening around his wrists.
Josuke brought them down his chest, he could move his arms freely, but no
matter how much he tugged, the knot that Jotaro had made wasn’t going to get
loose soon.
He jumped when Jotaro’s fingers ghosted over his clothed crotch, he tried to
sit up but his nephew pushed him back, sending him a glare to not make him
move.
“If you don’t want to lose some of your limbs, I advise you to stay  still .”
Jotaro was serious, Josuke knew he was, he would hurt him if he pushed the
wrong buttons, he was afraid, why was he doing this?  Why ?!
Just like his tank-top, Jotaro ripped Josuke’s pants easily with the use of his
hands, the sound of the material ripping was one of the most horrible things he
had heard in his life. He tried to not cry, but it was impossible not to when
he heard Jotaro chuckle amused. “You aren’t wearing underwear? I should have
expected it from a slut like you.”
Josuke was trembling like a leaf, he was covering his bruised lips with his
fingers, he was completely exposed to Jotaro’s gaze, his flaccid cock was
resting over his balls, his thighs were tightly pressed together, hoping that
Jotaro would stop now. He was wrong.
He felt his nephew’s weight go off his legs for just a moment then, before he
could blink, he found himself with his legs spread open and Jotaro nestled
between them with his fingers opening his cheeks to look at his small hole.
Jotaro had stopped the time again.
Josuke screamed, he tried to close his legs, to hit Jotaro on the head, but
each time Star Platinum stopped him, pushing him back on the couch.
“Oh god, please don’t, please, please, Jotaro-san!” Josuke cried, he threw his
head back while tears ran down his face. He was tired, his cheeks were burning
like fire, Jotaro hadn’t touched his body so much, but just the fact of being
naked under him was terrifying. And Josuke wasn’t stupid, he knew what was
going to happen, but he wished that this was just a nightmare and when he would
wake up, everything was fine, Jotaro would mutter a “good grief” under his
breath with a small smile twitching his lips up and everyone was happy.
“Why are you doing this to me…?” Josuke whimpered, his voice sounded so small,
but he felt like this, he was a stupid, small boy who didn’t understand
anything about the world around him.
Jotaro lifted his gaze, his eyebrows were furrowed like he couldn’t understand
the question. “I just… need to do this.” That didn’t explain anything, Josuke
was more confused than before, he wanted to ask more but Jotaro shut him up
with a firm glare.
“No matter, Josuke, stay still if you don’t me to hurt you… too much.” Jotaro
warned him, tightening the hold on his thighs. Josuke shivered, he couldn’t
even move no matter how much he wanted to. He watched with eyes full of tears
Jotaro lifting one hand and guided his fingers against his hole.
Josuke closed his eyes, he didn’t want to see, he just wanted the darkness to
swallow him and never wake him up again. He definitely felt it when two of his
fingers entering inside of him, he arched his back and bit his lower lip, he
didn’t shout, but he cried once again. He remembered Terunosuke’s words, when
he told him that, when he was really scared, he bit his lower lip. Well, now
Josuke felt like he wanted to rip it off.
“Uhm… you aren’t that tight… do you sell yourself like the whore you are?”
Jotaro wondered aloud and that made Josuke turn his attention on him. He shook
his head with fervour, his vision was clouded with tears but even in this
situation, he didn’t want Jotaro to get the wrong idea of him.
“N-No, I would never!” Josuke whimpered, trying to not cry when Jotaro
scissored his fingers inside of him. He wasn’t using any lube and the contact
of his fingers against his insides was burning so much.
“I don’t really care… I’m going to fuck you now, anyway.” Jotaro whispered and
those were the cruelest words he had ever heard. The fingers were pulled back
from his ass and Josuke watched powerless how Jotaro brought the zip of his
pants down slowly, like he wanted to be watched.
His nephew’s cock was big, not like one of a porn, but it was more than
average. It was thick, long and Josuke was sure it would tear him apart.
“J-Jotaro-san… d-don’t…!” But his pleas went unheard, Jotaro guided his cock
against his entrance and pushed inside. There wasn’t any gentleness, no sweet
words, it was just skin against skin without any feeling involved. And it hurt,
it hurt so much, Josuke didn’t realize he was screaming until he heard the echo
of his voice.
“Ah… I tore you…” Jotaro commented and Josuke managed to look down enough to
see his own blood coaxing his nephew’s length. He immediately turned his head
to a side, feeling bile rising in his throat. He wanted to throw up, he
couldn’t even describe the pain that was going through his body.
Jotaro moved in and out of him, his hips snapped forward and he was holding
Josuke’s thighs tightly, bruising the skin under his fingertips. He was
shivering so much, he tried to think at anything else, but the burning on his
backside was just too strong.
He was surprised when Jotaro pressed their lips together in a chaste kiss, it
was so gentle, so different from the others that Josuke cried once again. He
wished this wasn’t real, he hoped this was a bad dream, he wanted to wake up
soon… please, let this nightmare fade away…
“You feel so good, Josuke, you’re even better than my ex-wife…” Jotaro moaned,
sweat was damping his hair and some of locks were falling on his forehead. He
looked so handsome right now, Josuke wanted to run his fingers all over his
face… if it just Jotaro wasn’t hurting him so much…
“I think I’ll come soon, you just feel too good and your body…” Jotaro extended
one of his arms and squeezed Josuke’s pectoral. He scratched his skin, marking
his flesh with long, red lines.
“Ugh… Jotaro… san…” Josuke’s throat ached so much for all that screaming, he
could only whisper. He met Jotaro’s eyes and for a brief moment a spark of
lucidity shone in his them, but it was quickly swallowed by the darkness that
lingered there.
“I’m going to fill you up, Josuke… you’re going to get marked by me…!” Jotaro
groaned, slapping his hips against Josuke’s with more fervour. The boy closed
his eyes and hoped it would end soon, the pain was so strong he couldn’t even
breath normally.
After a few more minutes of agony, finally Jotaro’s hips came to an alt.
Something disgusting filled him, his insides were expanding and he felt like he
was going to throw up.
Jotaro milked himself inside of him before he slipped his cock out, then he
closed Josuke’s legs and tucked himself back in his pants. Josuke didn’t move,
he could barely stay conscious at that point and he couldn’t look at Jotaro
anymore.
Jotaro took his chin between two fingers and forced him to look at him.
Josuke’s dead eyes stared back at him, he could still feel his nephew’s cum and
his own blood rolling down his thighs, his wrists were still bound by the thick
belt, but he didn’t want to look away. He didn’t want Jotaro to hurt him more,
his body was already in such a horrible condition...
“You did good, Josuke.”
And, somehow, those words managed to break his entire mind in a million of
pieces.
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Rohan pressed his palm against his lips.
Josuke’s screams were still ringing in his ears, his begging, his sweet voice…
he couldn’t believe he had let Jotaro do something this terrible… how could he
had been such a monster?
A single tear ran down his cheek, as much as he hated the brat, he had never
wanted something like to happen. Jotaro had been brutal, for what he heard and
he didn’t use much force, but he swore he heard Josuke’s mind broke in a
million of pieces.
“Fuck…  Fuck !” Rohan took his hair between his fingers, he fell on the ground,
feeling his world crashing down on him. He was the monster, there was no other
word to describe him.
Heaven’s Door appeared beside him, its eyes were so sad and he was clenching
its pen between its small fingers.
“W-We’re going to fix this… we have to…” Rohan muttered at himself.
He knew that his power wouldn’t work on him, the memory of what he had done
would always follow him, but at least he would make those two forget what had
happened and maybe, he would give them a chance to really be together… without
knowing that this nightmare had even taken place.
End Notes
     This was darker than I wanted it to be lmao
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