Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/9862226. Rating: Explicit Archive Warning: Major_Character_Death, 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, Kujo_Jotaro Additional Tags: Uncle/Nephew_Incest, Established_Relationship, Anal_Sex, Choking, Necrophilia, Creampie, Accidental_Death Stats: Published: 2017-02-22 Words: 1569 ****** forgetful ****** by honeypup Summary Josuke doesn't use his safe word, and things go too far. Notes lol whoops Josuke inhaled deeply as his nephew's hands slid down his curvy sides and squeezed his thighs. He wanted to say something, anything, but the ball gag in his mouth kept him from doing much more than whine. He shivered when he felt Jotaro's hands pushing on his back, and obediently buried his face into the pillows, but kept his head turned so he could breathe. "You're so wet," he mumbled as he gripped the teen's leaking cock and squeezed. He slapped the boy's ass when he tried bucking his hips, and immediately pulled his hands away again. Josuke knew the rules, and he'd broken them. He couldn't get any pleasure out of this. He moaned and squirmed under his nephew. He wished he could reach back and grip his cock, but he'd been told he couldn't use his hands, and Jotaro had even tied them behind his back, just in case. He tried voicing his need to have Jotaro's cock in him, but all that came out was a gurgled cry, and drool started sliding down his chin. He knew what the teen wanted. He loomed over him, his cock resting on his thighs and chest pressed to his back, and nipped at his birthmark. He jerked his hips forward, and groaned at the feeling. "Josuke," he breathed in his ear. "If you want me to take you dry, nod your head." They hadn't done that in awhile, and even though it was really hot, he was nervous about Jotaro taking him like that. He loved it, but the pain was almost too much to handle sometimes. He shook his head, and whined lowly in his throat. He pressed his lips to the nape of Josuke's neck. "I'll use lube, but I'm not going to finger you. If it's too much, you can use the safe action." he patted the boy's thighs and sat back on his heels. He grabbed the lube and squeezed a bit of it onto his fingers, just enough to make it easy to slide into his uncle, and started slowly stroking himself. He turned his head and peered over his shoulder. He was, honestly, scared of what was going to happen. He hadn't misbehaved in a while, and this time it had been an honest mistake, but Jotaro never let anything slide. His punishments were always rough and intense, and he knew this one wasn't going to be any different. He was surprised that Jotaro even considered asking him that, though. "Josuke," he wiped his hand off on the sheets, and then grabbed his cock, and rubbed it over the teen's tight hole. He didn't bother warning him as he jerked his hips and pushed into him. It was difficult, even with the lube, but with a little pushing he was able to force half of his cock into him. "Relax." he hissed. He let out a gurgled cry and ducked his head again. He gulped down mouthful of air to try and calm himself down, but it seemed like Jotaro was more impatient than usual. He was so focused on breathing that he didn't have time to brace himself when Jotaro roughly grabbed the back of his neck and shoved the rest of his cock into him. "Mmph!" he gasped, and fat, hot tears started to wet his cheeks. Even with the lube, it still felt like he was being torn in half. "Fuck," he breathed shakily, almost overwhelmed by how tight his uncle was, as he pulled out, and then slammed back into him. "You're, ah, bleeding again." he could feel the warm liquid dripping onto the sheets, but he knew Josuke could take the pain, and if anything, it made his thrusts easier. He made a choked noise as Jotaro slammed into him again. The burning pain was too much, way too much, for him to handle, but Jotaro seemed to be ignoring his sobs. "Mmm!" he blinked away tears as he glanced over his shoulder, but before he had a chance to signal his need for this to stop, he felt a hand on the back of his neck, shoving his face into the pillows again. "Stay, ah, still." he panted. He thrusted harder, thighs tensing from how good it felt, and groaned as he felt Josuke clenching down on him again. He closed his eyes, mouth hanging open, and tightened his hold on the back of the teen's neck. "You always take my cock so well..." He cried out and tried twisting his body again, but Jotaro's large hands held him in place. His heart hammered in his chest as he felt his hands tightening around his throat. He wheezed, feeling the pressure going to his head, and glanced back through hazy eyes. "Mmm!" he shook his head, tears flowing freely down his cheeks, and pushed his hips back. "Should've gotten you a cockcage...You're dripping all over the place." he roughly pressed down on Josuke's neck, and almost gasped when he felt the muscles twitching under his fingers. Having Josuke like this, pinned and gagged and completely at his mercy, was empowering, and more so than any of their other sessions had been. He whined, a low gurgle sound that sent more drool sliding down his chin, and moved his thighs farther apart. It was starting to feel better, but only because he'd been through worse pain, and was growing numb to it after a few minutes. He was more focused on the pressure in his head, and the need to gulp down more air. "Fuck," he cursed and ducked his head, pressing his sweaty forehead to Josuke's heated skin. "Next time, mm, I want to see your face." he grunted, hips roughly stuttering forward again. He was close, so close, and feeling Josuke squeezing down on him was only bringing him closed to climax. "Jo...Mm!" he struggled to blink away hot tears as he pushed his hips back. He was freezing cold, and shivering too much to keep his legs apart. He couldn't remember when he'd slumped forward and fallen onto his stomach, but Jotaro clearly hadn't cared enough to help him back up. He just laid there, body limp against the sheets, and struggled to gulp down air as Jotaro slammed into him. "I'm gonna cum...!" he panted, and out of habit, pressed harder on Josuke's throat. He used his grip as leverage for thrusting harder, and it was only getting easier with how relax Josuke seemed to have become. He bowed his head, tongue poking out of the side of his mouth, and even felt a little bit of drool on his chin. He weakly twisted in Jotaro's grasp, but it wasn't enough. He wheezed and tugged on his restraints, but he was too weak to break free, and the black spots in his vision made it hard to focus. His bottom lip trembled slightly, and then he completely relaxed against the sheets, face blue and cold. Jotaro moaned loudly as his hips stuttered forward, and spilled deep inside of his uncle. He was so into it that he hadn't realized how his tongue was still hanging out of his mouth, or the red marks under his fingers. He licked his hips as he pulled out, and used his thumbs to spread the teen's cheeks. "Wow," he mumbled as he brushed his thumb over the teen's hole, and watched his cum drip out of him and onto the sheets. He sat back on his heels. Something felt wrong, and terribly wrong. He nudged Josuke's thigh and called his name, but the teen didn't move, and his chest wasn't rising, either. He quickly moved to rip off the restraints, and watched in horror as Josuke's arms fell limp as his sides. His wrists were an ugly purple, but his neck looked worse. He laughed as he flipped the teen over, and lightly slapped his cheek. "This isn't funny." he couldn't stop the hysterical laughter bubbling in his chest, or the frantic shaking of his hands as he gripped Josuke's chin. He felt tears, real tears, slipping down his cheeks as he pressed two fingers to the side of Josuke's neck. He waited. There was nothing. He used Star Platinum and frantically pressed on his neck, and then his wrists, but there was no pulse, not even a faint one. And, fuck, the look on Josuke's face made his stomach twist. His lips were swollen and still bleeding a bit, and his bottom lip even twitched slightly, as did his whole body. His eyes were puffy from crying, and rolled back into his head. His tongue was poking out from under the ball gag, and when Jotaro reached back to undo the straps, his body twitched, almost like he was taking in another breath. He ran his hands over his face. What was he supposed to do? He fucking killed him. He stood up, inhaled shakily, and closed his eyes as he tossed a blanket over Josuke's dead body. He grabbed his phone, and pulled up his recent messages. - They all suspected murder, but the only people who knew the truth were Rohan and Jotaro. He didn't go to the funeral, but that was only because it had been an open casket, and he couldn't handle walking up to Josuke's body and seeing the look on his face, or the marks on his neck and wrists. Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!