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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:
      Joseph_Joestar_&_Kujo_Jotaro
  Character:
      Joseph_Joestar, Kujo_Jotaro, Kujo_Holly
  Additional Tags:
      I'm_tagging_underage_cause_Jotaro_is_17, But_he's_totally_legal_in_Japan,
      A/B/O, omega!Jotaro, Rimming, Nipple_play_but_in_the_future, Abuse_of
      Hamon, Incest
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-02-26 Words: 2528
****** Take me down to your Paradise ******
by ArmaniZeus
Summary
     Jotaro is mcfreaking feeling that Heat business, so Holly calls upon
     the only one to fix this shituation.
Notes
See the end of the work for notes
It was finally the time, the time Holly had dreaded ever since she found out
her baby boy was born an omega. It was like living a nightmare, watching Jotaro
hide himself away and cry because of how bad he had it. The medicine he took
helped very little, even with upping the dosage.
She would help him if she could, but she knows that no toys would help with
this and if she was the one to try to handle this, Sadao would find out.
Teenage bodies going through this change have always been bad but with Jotaro
nearly eighteen, his body was craving it more and more to the point that he may
do something drastic in order for release.
“Daddy!” Hiccuped out through tears, only proving to scare her father.
“W-What’s wrong, angel!? Is it Sadao? Did he break my baby girl’s heart because
I will break his-”
“Nooo! It’s Jotaro!”
The anger in the voice over the phone, calmed but now laced with concern.
“What about Jotaro? Is he alright? Has he been getting his medicine? Ha of
course he would, he has you for his mother. Did it get worse?”
Holly knew her father was the best one to call, after all he helped her when
she needed it most. The conversation continued with her explaining everything
and begging him to come to Japan to help with this predicament.
A little over half a day and Joseph had arrived.
Walking into the humble abode; he dragged along his luggage for at least a
month, though he hoped it wouldn’t take that long. After all, most omegas go
into heat for two to three weeks. He brought along medication that he felt did
the trick better simply because it was from the states. Not to mention it
wasn’t pills. It was like an epipen for heat, fast acting and expensive, but
he’ll pay whatever if it meant he’ll be helping his grandson.
Holly ran out to greet her father, wrapping her arms around his neck. He easily
lifted her using only his neck muscles as he spun her around. If only this were
just a sweet visit, could hold his little girl close as well as cuddle her
until she fell asleep in his arms.
That was not the case, though. Right now this visit was about Jotaro.
As soon as he walked into the main part of the house, he could smell Jotaro
faintly. He hated the layout of this house, he once got lost, but with how bad
Jotaro was, he could find him miles away.
“How long has it been now, cupcake?”
“About a week. I bought him a few toys hoping that it would help but he scolded
me. My poor baby must be in so much pain and I can’t help.”
Putting her face in her hands, Holly was close to weeping. Joseph quickly put a
stop to that, lifting her up as if she was a child again.
“Now, now! That’s why you have me. No crying, my little gumdrop. Papa always
makes it better, right?”
Holly sniffled, but smiled warmly, nodding.
“I’m going to need some warm towels as well as all those blankets you have.”
“They are called futons, Papa.”
Joseph scoffed, rummaging around in his luggage to get himself situated.
“A futon is a damn couch that turns into a bed, you are giving me blankets…”
She would have argued more but now wasn’t the time for banter. She rushed off
as Joseph took off, heading to Jotaro’s room.
Knocking on the door, he earned no response. He tried again, not wanting to
interrupt in case Jotaro was trying to find some relief with the toys Holly got
him. Still with no answer, he cleared his throat.
“Jotaro? I know you are in there. Can I come in?”
He turned the knob, just to test if the door was locked and it wasn’t. At least
the only other person who could be attracted to Jotaro’s scent was Holly
otherwise not having the door locked would be disastrous.
Stepping in, he found Jotaro in his bed, laying with his uniform on. He could
see the sweat beading down his face, but he was trying to play it off.
“Jotaro? Why are you wearing your uniform? Look at you, you are melting.”
Joseph’s nose immediately assaulted by Jotaro’s heat, could smell the slick
that must’ve soaked right through his underwear and pants onto the bed. He was
so glad he had matured in the years or he may have attacked Jotaro.
Taking a deep breath, he calmed himself. Ready to tell Jotaro what to do, but
he was silenced.
“Shut it, old man. Leave.”
The voice didn’t have the same bite that it normally would when Jotaro spoke to
him.
Joseph crossed his arms and snorted.
“Leave? When you are like this? Yeah no.”
He got closer, reaching out to Jotaro, but his hand was slapped away. He nearly
dropped the pen he had.
“Jeez! Jotaro for fuck’s sake, I’m trying to help you don’t be a little shit
right now. You are aching aren’t you?”
“That’s none of your business, old man.”
Joseph paused, ears picking up on a buzzing sound. It was low and otherwise
would go unheard.
“How long have you had the toy on?”
He was serious as much as he wanted to be smug about the situation because he
knows better.
Jotaro simply pulled his hat over his eyes, looking away.
“Haven’t you seen in the news, people die just leaving toys on inside them for
a long time. You want your asshole to burst into flames?!”
Trying to make light of the situation as he moved close again.
“Turn it off and take it out for now, Jotaro. Let me take care of you.”
 
With his voice soft, he moved close enough, but he’d need to have skin contact
for this pen to really work.
Jotaro chewed on his bottom lip, sighing a little. This toy just wasn’t doing
anything for him. Switching the control off, he reached into his pants to
remove it. Now he just felt empty and he yearned for something. He ended up
laughing.
“This is really pathetic… it doesn’t match my image.”
“Your image? No you still have that. You’ve been a pain in the ass recently,
but I chalked that up to you being a teenager. Now take off your uniform.”
Jotaro shook, pushing Joseph away with all the strength he could muster. It was
the saddest attempt Joseph ever felt, but he moved aside.
“I don’t need your help, old man. I’m gonna take a shower, down some of those
nasty pills and sleep this off.”
Getting up from his bed, he wobbled on his way out. Joseph simply sighed.
“This would have been easier to handle if he were a beta…” Joseph got up,
placing the pen down on the bed, he looked around for something to leave a note
with.
Finding a little book he wrote for Jotaro to use the pen, the instructions on
how to use it printed on the actual product.
-It doesn’t have a taste, clearly, and works better than pills. Please use it.
-
He wasn’t going to force him into doing anything he doesn’t want but he will
advise.
In the sitting room, Joseph was thinking of what he could do and how far he
would have to go.
“Papa, how did it go with Jotaro?”
From the looks of it, she didn’t want to be right that it must’ve gone sour.
For an omega he certainly didn’t act textbook and she loved that about her
little boy.
“He’s making this a little difficult. I want to help but I don’t want to force
him. I just hope he uses the pen I bought him. I can only hope it will calm him
down and put him in a mind set I can work with.”
Watching her Papa, she could see the stress already showing on his body. Neck
and shoulders stiff, chin in hand as the metal one tapped on the kotatsu table.

“Why don’t you take a warm bath, Papa? I have massaging oils that can help.”
Looking up, he smiled warmly at her. She was always willing to help him, such
an angel! He could cry!
“I’ll do just that, but I may ask for the massage later so keep that offer on
the table for me, darling.”
He got up heading in the direction of the bath. He’ll get dressed in his room,
besides Holly has seen him naked plenty of times before he has nothing to be
ashamed of.
In the bathing area, Joseph spotted Jotaro. A shower his left hand! Peeking at
him as he got undressed, he noticed how lethargic he was. This heat must’ve
been taking a lot out of him and with no one to really give him release like a
partner should, it’s just bothering him.
Walking in and stepping into the bath, he gave Jotaro a small fright.
“Oh my body doesn’t look that bad! I have been told I look like a fuzzy bear.”
Once Jotaro got over his small scare, he rolled his eyes at his Grandfather,
pushing to get up and out of the water.
“Oh c’mon, let’s take a bath together. We haven’t done that in years.”
Jotaro made a face at him, one that scrunched up his nose slightly with a
mixture of disgust and anger.
“You wash my back and I’ll wash yours. It’s therapeutic.”
Giving in, Jotaro grabbed a washcloth, lathering it up though he had kept his
distance. If Joseph really wanted this, he’d come to him.
“So demanding..”
Wadding over to Jotaro in the water, he faced his back to him. Even though he
was fully grown that back was still large. Covered in freckles and gray hairs,
the one thing that really stood out was the family birthmark. Shaking his head,
he wasn’t about to fall for his Grandfather’s body. That was just the heat
clouding his mind. Telling him to bite down on that spot, while he fingers
himself behind his back.
Gripping at the towel, he pressed it harshly against Joseph’s back scrubbing.
“Holy shit! YOUCH! You are gonna pull the hairs out! Don’t be so rough! I got
baby skin!”
Jotaro continued with his rough scrubbing, Joseph quickly turning around and
grabbing his wrists.
It was flaring up again. He hated when the heat caused ups and downs in
behavior and emotions.
“Let go… I need to get out.”
Joseph huffed through his nose, a small gesture that he was in a “higher”
position than Jotaro and the teen stopped. Looking away he didn’t want to look
Joseph in the eye.
“Jotaro look at me.”
It sounded like a command but that was only because that’s what the tone felt
like. Jotaro knew it was his brain tricking him into thinking it was a command.
Joseph would never command him, his Grandfather wasn’t like that.
With a hand coming in contact with his cheek, he flinched but relaxed when the
hand grazed his cheek.
“Damn..it’s that bad huh?” Joseph continued to stroke Jotaro’s cheek, getting
him to calm down more as he relaxed his grip on Jotaro’s wrist.
“You trust me right? Please let me help you at least a little bit.”
The tone made Jotaro look at Joseph now, looking defeated. A small nod was
given but Joseph wasn’t having that. Gripping Jotaro’s chin now, he made his
Grandson look him in the eye.
“Tell me it’s alright, Jotaro.”
Jotaro gave a lick to his lips that had gone dry.
“Just get it over with, asshole.”
Now with the proper permission, Joseph was just going to give him a quick
taste. Literally. He snorted at his own joke, Jotaro growling at him.
“This isn’t funny..”
“N-no I wasn’t laughing at you it was..nevermind.”
Clearing his throat, he lifted Jotaro out of the bath with ease as he set him
on the rim of the bath.
Staying in the water himself, he situated himself between Jotaro’s legs.
Spreading them, he noticed the slick leaking out from Jotaro’s entrance.
Feeling embarrassed and not having his hat to cover his face, Jotaro felt weak.
He clutched his hands into fists, cracking his knuckles.
“It’s okay, Jotaro.”
Joseph stroked at Jotaro’s thighs, trying to calm him down.
Leaning forward, he decided it would be torture to just keep looking at him.
Sticking out his tongue, he let the muscle lick up the slick that leaked out.
Closing his mouth around the hole, he wiggled his tongue into Jotaro with ease.

Jotaro gasped, fists opening up to hold himself up. All shame went out the
window, as he let a moan escape his lips.
Moving to fix the position a little, Joseph gripped under Jotaro’s thighs and
gave them a squeeze. The small touches, sent shocks through Jotaro’s already
sensitive body. He didn’t know what he wanted to do. Pull Joseph’s head closer
or pull him away? To scream or to hold in his moans? He was torn.
Wiggling his tongue around, he pulled it out to lick at the length of his
entrance again. Moving to pay a little attention to the cheeks. He gave small
bites, watching out the corner of his eye the slick leak out and his cock
swell. Squeezing his thighs again, Jotaro threw his head back, one hand quickly
reaching up to cover his mouth, as the other barely held him up.
Joseph moved his metal hand up to Jotaro’s erection, holding it lightly since
the grip with this hand could be a little harsh. He breathed gently, the water
rippling around him and an energy dancing around his prosthetic hand.
Jotaro lost all strength in that one arm, slipping back onto the floor. With
the bath slightly elevated, it made Jotaro’s back curve a little and allow
better access.
It felt as if Joseph’s hand turned into a vibrator but one that actually
pleased him. Jotaro moaned out more, biting lightly on his finger tips. Joseph
went back to licking his entrance and tongue fucking him, he was going to
burst.
Lifting his hips a little, Joseph breathed out again, the energy building in
his hand and sending more vibrations through his cock.
“F-Fuck!”
Jotaro whined out, eyes fluttering closed.
Pulling his tongue away, he bit down on Jotaro’s inner thigh, the action
sending a jolt through Jotaro’s body. It sent him over the edge, eyes now
rolling back as he came, spilling out onto his stomach and a little on his
chest. Jotaro’s body convulsed a little before he finally went limp.
Joseph reached under his back lifting him up and back into the bath.
“Pretty convenient to do it in a bath, huh?”
Jotaro let his head rest against Joseph’s chest, Jotaro placing a shaky hand on
his shoulder.
“Don’t worry, Jotaro. I’ll clean us up.” Joseph said as he wrapped his arms
around Jotaro protectively. Pressing his lips to the crown of Jotaro’s head, he
grabbed the washcloth, wiping away the cum from Jotaro’s chest.
End Notes
     I felt bad making this a really long one shot so I'm going to be
     breaking it up. I haven't written in a while, so please pardon the
     mistakes.
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