Jotaro closed the entrance door behind himself, trying to be as quiet as possible, the clicking of his shoes resounded in the house.
The air in the house was heavy, it didn't allow him to breathe. His lungs cried out in need, Jotaro wanted to run out the house, to fill his body with pure oxygen, but he knew he had to stay here, especially after what had happened.
He approached the bedroom, his heart beating heavily in his chest like it might explode and he placed a hand on the doorknob. His ears perked up but he couldn't hear a sound from inside the room. Sadly, he knew better.
He entered the room quietly, not wanting to wake someone up, but he was not surprised when he saw that Jolyne was wide awake, sitting on the bed with her back pressed against the soft pillows. Her black and green hair was loose on her shoulders and her long bags covered her expression, but Jotaro knew what kind of face she was making and it broke his heart.
He didn't say anything while approaching her and she didn't lift her head either, but Jotaro knew she had heard him. He sat on the bed beside her, looking at his daughter and waited for her to say something, but she didn't open her mouth nor she gave a nod of acknowledgement.
Jotaro took Jolyne's hand in his palm and brought it at his lips. He pressed a small kiss on the back, trailing his lips on the soft skin, not stopping even when he felt her muscles trembling and her fingers twitching on his palm.
They stayed quiet, both in their own grief and sadness. Jotaro's heart was hurting, but he knew Jolyne's could barely beat after what had happened. He needed to stay strong for her, his tears would have to wait.
“Jolyne, I'm home.” He whispered, pressing another kiss against the back of her hand. Her fingers flexed against his and she finally lifted her head to look at him with eyes that mirrored his.
He tried to ignore how they were puffy and red or how she didn't even bother to take off her make-up properly, not when her expression showed a pain he could understand only for half.
“Welcome home...” Her voice was nothing more than a whisper, so scratchy and raspy after who knew how much crying. Jotaro grabbed his hat and placed it on the night stand, running his fingers in his jet black hair, before he leaned down and brushed his lips against Jolyne's. She tensed under him and Jotaro took it as a indication to pull back, but was surprised when Jolyne gripped his hand and pressed her lips against his.
It was a desperate kiss, full of tears and unheard cries, Jotaro could feel tears welling up in his eyes, it was horrible having to know how much she was had been suffering. He shouldn't feel surprised, but he understood her, after all this was a pain that both of them shared.
Jolyne broke the kiss and pressed her forehead against his shoulder, Jotaro pretended to not notice the tears that were starting to soak his shirt and wrapped one of his strong arms around her waist, supporting her with everything he could give to her.
He brought his other hand in her hair, running his fingers in her loose locks, feeling the softness under his fingertips. No words could heal her heart, he had always been bad with people, they were a lot more complicated than animals, but he could at least remain close to her.
“I'm sorry, dad, it was all my fault.” She whispered, her voice muffled against his shirt. Jotaro tightened his grip around her, he buried his face in her hair, the lump in his throat swelled. He couldn't talk, he couldn't breath, but his daughter needed him, he couldn't let her stay miserable forever.
“You know it's not... Jolyne, don't hurt yourself like this, it's not worth it.” Jotaro murmured against her head, trailing his fingers on her tense back. Slowly, Jolyne started to relax in his hold, he knew she was tired, she hadn't been able to sleep these days. She had cried every night in his hold, whispering apologizes over and over again, no matter how much Jotaro kept repeating her it wasn't her fault.
Jolyne sobbed against him, a sound so loud and so full of grief that it gripped his heart painfully. “I-I should have protected him... it was my job... I failed...”
Jolyne wrapped her arms around his back, sinking her nails in his clothed back, holding him like he was the only stable thing she had.
Jotaro nuzzled his face against her head, shutting his eyes to not let her see the tears welling inside of them. He had felt it when it happened. He was at work, talking with a colleague, but he had felt it. Papers had fallen on the floor, there was written something important on them, but he didn't care. He had to go back to Jolyne, his daughter, his wife, the mother of his child.
When he had arrived at the hospital everything was already over. Jolyne's dead eyes stared at him nearly accusingly. He knew she wasn't, but for him it felt like it.
That was his regret. Not being there with her. Jolyne didn't hold against him, but Jotaro hold it against himself. He had been cruel with both of them and he had arrived too late, even if his presence wouldn't have saved anyone.
Jolyne's hiccups brought him back to the present, her body had started to tremble in his hold. It broke his heart seeing her like this, so small, so defenseless, just like when she was a child and begged him to stay at home when he had to go away for work. There were so many things he wished to say to her, so many apologizes he wanted to make, but his throat felt dry, his own eye had started to tear up. No, he had to be strong, someone had to.
“Jolyne... please, I told you it's not like you think... don't hurt yourself like this...” Jotaro felt her hands curling against his back, she pressed her body more against his in a silent ask to tighten his hold. Jotaro couldn't deny her this, not after all that happened.
“It was your child too... and I failed to protect him… I’m such a bad mother...” Jolyne cried harder against his shoulder, all her grief, all her sadness hit him and it took all of him to not break down in tears and joining her.
Jotaro inhaled her sweet scent deeply, letting it fill his lungs and pressed a small kiss on the side of her neck. His lips lingered against her skin for a few seconds, waiting for her to calm down enough to listen to what he had to say.
“Don't say this... there was nothing you could have done... it had to happen... Jolyne... please, don't cry anymore.” But this only made her cry harder, it was a sound so heartbreaking it was making Jotaro lose control of himself.
“I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I failed both you and Joey...” Jolyne's arms retreated back and covered her face in shame. Jotaro shook his head, pressing his lips more firmly against her neck, tasting the saltiness of her tears, wishing he could drink all of them.
“You could never fail us... Joey and I love you so much... you're our most precious person...” Jotaro murmured, stroking her back with gentle movements. Jolyne sobbed again, a strangled sound escaped from her lips, but slowly she started to calm down again.
She took deep breaths, Jotaro could feel her heart drumming against his chest, but he was relieved that she was trying to stop crying. Jolyne dropped her hand on her lap and finally lifted her head. Her flustered cheeks were covered in tears, her lips were still quivering, she could break in tears at any moment, but he wished he could be able to stop it.
“I wanted to do more...” Jolyne whispered, her voice breaking for all the time she had been crying. Jotaro ran his fingers on her waist and trailed them up. He cupped her cheeks, using his thumbs to catch the few tears that still escaped from her beautiful eyes.
“I wished I had been there with you...” Jotaro pressed his lips against her forehead, ignoring the way her body shaken under him. Jolyne grabbed the collar of his shirt and nuzzled her face against his neck, smearing tears against his tanned skin.
Jotaro didn't mind, he would have welcomed anything from her. His hands circled her neck, Jotaro hummed an American song in her ear, nipping her lobe with his teeth, teasing her skin to make her shudder in his arms.
“It was no one's fault, Jolyne, we can't keep hurting ourselves like this...” Jotaro whispered, feeling his own tears threatening to fall. It was too overwhelming staying there, listening to his daughter's cries and not being able to do anything to help her. He had failed, both as a father and as a husband.
Jolyne sniffled, her fingers trembling. “Even if you said that... no one would give him back to me... to us ... and it's horrible when I think the life he could have had with us.”
Jotaro squeezed her, biting his lower lip to not fall apart too. If there was a way to cancel what had happened, Jotaro wouldn't hesitate.
Losing a child – their second born – was the worst pain a parent could feel. At first, the doctors said there was nothing wrong with him, he was healthy and was growing strong. After Joey's birth both Jotaro and Jolyne had been optimistic, everything had gone well with him, there was nothing to worry about. But fate had other plans, it had happened so suddenly, neither of them could have predicted it. A miscarriage, the doctors said. It happens, they said. But Jolyne had blamed her weak body, how useless it was and how she should have known that something was wrong.
Trembling lips pressed against his, Jotaro blinked his eyes, watching how Jolyne – even with her face still covered in one of grief – was trying her hardest to show him all the sadness, all the love she had been hiding for all this time.
The man reciprocated the kiss nearly immediately, he made it slow, passionate. There was no hurry in their movements, no need to rush things. Jolyne parted her lips slightly and ran her tongue against Jotaro's in a silent ask. He let her explore his mouth as she liked, responding at her hesitant movements. He didn't say it, but he was afraid of breaking her, she was already in pieces, he didn't want to create any more damage.
Jolyne moaned, a sound so pitiful – like one of a wounded animal – that made the knots in Jotaro's stomach twist painfully. His hands travelled until they arrived at her waist, he gripped her with steady fingers. He brushed his fingertips on her belly, feeling the soft material of her nightgown under his skin.
Jolyne hummed and deepened their kiss, swirling her tongue against his in a sensual dance. She grew bolder and bolder by the minute, but her strong facade quickly crumbled when Jotaro felt tears rolling down her cheeks.
He gently pulled back, a small string of saliva connecting them. Jolyne' breath was hard, her chest raised and fell and she was looking up at him with adoring eyes. She was perfect, all his in his arms, Jotaro wished the circumstances were better, but he would take what it was given to him.
He pressed his forehead against hers, his breaths matching hers. “We can stop here, Jolyne, there's no need to go further, you know it.”
But like he thought, she shook her head, a frown was present on her beautiful face. “Please, daddy... please... I need this.”
Jotaro watched her for a few seconds more, then he sighed, feeling that one of her hands had sneaked on his abdomen and was caressing it slowly. His heart was still leaping in his chest, it was so loud he could barely hear Jolyne’s soft words, he leaned down pressing a kiss on her nose like he did when she was a child and she giggled in his arms, a sound half-broken that made Jotaro’s hands stop.
“Are you sure?” He asked, cupping her cheeks with as much gentleness as possible. Jolyne looked up at him, her eyes shining because of the unshed tears. She turned her head, kissing one of Jotaro’s palms sweetly and lingering her lips there.
“Please… I need it.” Jolyne whispered against his skin, her hands were pulling up his shirt slowly. Jotaro could feel them trembling against him. He wanted to tell her “no” this wasn’t right, she needed more time, but her eyes were looking at him with such desperation he couldn’t form any word of comfort.
“Alright… but stop me anytime you need.” Jotaro gave in, trailing his hands on her neck. Her body shuttered, but she didn’t say anything and he kept going. He gently pushed her down the bed, her hair framing her face like they were a halo and Jotaro could see her nipples getting hard through her nightgown.
Jolyne’s fingers left him and she trailed them on her dress. She grabbed the hem of it and pulled her up her chest, showing him her beautiful breasts.
“Touch me, daddy… please…” Her voice was nothing more than a whisper, but Jotaro understood her perfectly. He ducked his head down, brushing his lips against one of her nipples, looking at her with half-lidded eyes. She held her breath, her hands were still gripping her nightgown. She was so pretty, Jotaro couldn’t have asked for a better wife.
“You’re beautiful.” He muttered, pressing a light kiss on her breast, tasting her salty skin. He could feel her heart drumming under his lips, such a beautiful sound it made him remember the first time he had heard it so many years ago when she hadn’t been born yet.
Jotaro trailed a long line of kisses on her breast, purposely ignoring the pink nipple that was begging for attention. He brought his other hand up and started rolling her other nub between two fingers. Jolyne let out a small moan, tightening her hold on her dress until her knuckles became white.
“Daddy… you’re so good… I love you so much…” She whispered, a few tears spilling on her cheeks. Jotaro stopped for a moment, lifting his head to look at her. His heart was hurting in seeing her precious daughter falling apart in his arms, but it would hurt her more if he hadn’t kept going.
Jotaro swallowed the big lump in his throat and kissed both of her cheeks, taking away her tears full of sadness and regret. Her eyes fluttered open, she looked directly up to him for a brief moment before she tilted her head begging for a kiss.
Jotaro placed his lips against hers, feeling her moan under him, a sound so small and helpless it made him want to cry. His free hand started to caress her tight, it went up and down her skin to make her relax and it didn’t take long for Jolyne to slowly spread her legs, letting Jotaro take place between them.
He broke the kiss and trailed his lips on her neck, scraping his teeth against her sensitive flesh while his fingers worked on her nipple and his other hand travelled on her crotch. He brushed against her panties lightly, but he could feel them already slickly from her juices.
Jolyne moaned softly, her fingers unwrapping from her nightgown and hesitantly gripped the front of his shirt, feeling the tense muscles of his chest under her palms. Jotaro sighed, it resembled more a moan than anything else, but there was no way he would ever confess that.
Instead, Jotaro pressed his lips against her ear and blowed air against it, making Jolyne shudder deliciously under him. “I love you too.” He whispered, taking the lobe between his teeth, sinking in them in the skin enough to leave a mark behind. He knew she needed to hear it and he would happily say it a million of times if that meant she would have stopped crying.
Jolyne’s hands on his chest tensed and Jotaro could feel her shaking under him. He immediately stopped all of his movements, fearing he had upsetted her, but she quickly proved him wrong when she turned her head towards him and kissed him with such passion it made him melt.
Jolyne rolled her hips against his hand in a silent ask for him to continue. She licked his lower lip and took it between her teeth, teasing him in a way only her could do. Jotaro sighed pleased and pressed his fingers against her clit through her panties, making her let go of his lip startled.
Jotaro leaned his head down and took one of her nipples in his mouth, sucking gently on it to not make her sore. Jolyne cried out, wrapping her arms around his thick neck and pressed him down her chest.
“D-Daddy-- like this… more!” Her tone broken by the many moans that escaped from her lips, but those were music in Jotaro’s ears. He wanted to see her happy again, their loss had hurt them both and he just wished to cancel everything that had happened.
This was his family, this was the life he had chosen for himself and he would protect it until his last breath.
“Jolyne…” He murmured his daughter’s name against her skin, before taking her nipple between his teeth while his other hand started to work on her breast again, moving it in slow, circular movements.
Jotaro grunted when he felt her panties growing wetter, she squirmed under him in a silent ask for something, anything to make him touch her more directly and he wasn’t going to disappoint her. Jotaro kissed both of her breasts one last time before he trailed soft kisses on her belly, lingering his lips against her skin for a moment for each kiss.
When he arrived at the hem of her panties, Jotaro hooked his fingers in them and slowly pulled them down, noticing with a small smile a transparent string connecting her pussy with the soft material of her panties. He couldn’t help himself and immediately took her swollen clit between his lips, tasting her sweet juices on his tongue.
“D-Daddy--” Her moans echoed in the room, they were so loud but Jotaro loved them, they were all for him, so pretty and perfect. He snapped out his thoughts when he felt her fingers grasp his jet black hair in hands, sinking her nails in his scalp painfully, but he was so excited that he mistook the pain for pleasure.
Jotaro swirled his tongue around her clit and took her trembling thighs in his palms to not let her close them around his head. “M-More--” Jolyne cried out once again, but Jotaro wanted to take it slow, he didn’t want to rush things, he wanted her to be happy, not to cry in his arms again.
Slowly, his mouth left her clit and he descended on her entrance, finding it already slippery and ready for him. If he wanted, he could enter her without problem, she wouldn’t feel any pain, but Jolyne needed to be loved and raw sex wasn’t going to give her what she craved.
Instead, Jotaro parted his lips slightly to push his tongue inside of her inch by inch, feeling her walls tightening around his warm muscles. Jolyne was hot inside, she was begging for him to take her and her juices were so tasty he could drink them all day.
His hands caressed her thighs and travelled up to grasp her ass, feeling it round and soft under his palms. Jolyne moaned and threw her head back against the pillow, arching her back for the intense pleasure her father was giving her. She yanked his hair - with more strength that she needed to - to press his face more against her crotch.
“Daddy… you’re teasing me so much…” A few tears spilled from her eyes again, but Jotaro was ready to make her forget her own name and started to swirl his tongue inside of her, opening her up for him more. Jolyne’s body shuddered, her breath was so heavy and he could hear her heart beating in her chest, but she looked so beautiful under him it was very difficult for him to stop.
After another long lick against her pussy, Jotaro pulled back, licking his lips covered in juice and smiled at Jolyne, who was trembling for how much the pleasure was getting to her. She looked back and returned the smile, her fingers were grasping the sheets so tightly he could see the veins on the back of her hands.
Jotaro grasped his shirt and threw it off his body, then he helped Jolyne with her nightgown, letting it fall on the floor. She was finally naked and everything about her was so beautiful, Jotaro couldn’t believe yet she was his.
He pressed another kiss against her cheek before bringing his hand up and placed it against her wet entrance. Jolyne moaned, but he quickly silenced her with a kiss on her plump lips.
Her pussy gave no resistance at his finger and he was able to push it all inside with one single movement, feeling her walls squeeze around it, like they were begging to be filled. Jotaro chuckled at his own thought and quickly added a second finger, thrusting both of his digits inside with a gentleness he had never shown to anyone but Jolyne.
“D-Daddy-- your fingers feel so good…” Jolyne wrapped her arms around his head, making him press his face against the crook of her shoulder, letting him inhale her sweet soap scent. He scissored his fingers inside of her, listening to her moans like they were music. Her nails scratched his neck, Jotaro was sure he was going to have her marks on him for no less than a week, but this thoughts only made him more excited.
He could feel his cock press against his tight pants and he shifted nervously, trying to ease the pressure on his groin. He was throbbing, he wanted to be inside of Jolyne so badly, show her all the love she needed, but he also wanted to keep this slow and gentle, like the first time they made love.
Jolyne rolled her hips to meet his fingers, a small moan falling from her lips, and Jotaro knew that was her silent ask for him to add more pleasure. Jotaro didn’t let her repeat herself and pushed a third finger inside of her. He thrusted them in a steady pace, fast enough for Jolyne to feel the pleasure wash over her, but slow enough to not let her come yet.
He knew her, he knew all her spots and how to make her cum, they have stayed together for too much time for him to not understand when she was about to come.
Jotaro thrusted his fingers inside Jolyne’s pussy two more times, before pulling them back, watching how wet his daughter’s pussy had become. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked at him while he cleaned his fingers on the sheets.
Jotaro unbuckled his belts, he hooked his fingers in his pants and underwear to pull them down in one go but jumped in surprise when Jolyne’s hands joined his. He glanced down, seeing her kneeling in front of him, looking at him with the same eyes he had.
She didn’t say anything, but she didn’t need to and both of them pulled down the last items of cloth he had. Jolyne leaned her face forward and kissed Jotaro’s slit, where pre-cum had already started to drip down the length.
Jotaro ran his fingers in her hair, tucking one of the loose black locks behind her ear and he shivered when she hummed around his dick. Jolyne didn’t take him in her mouth, instead she trailed her lips on the length until she arrived at the base, nuzzling her nose against the dark hairs and took one of his testicles in her mouth, shutting her eyes in pleasure.
Jotaro let out a low moan and took deep breaths, if Jolyne kept going like that, he was sure he was going to come soon. His daughter seemed to understand this and let go of his ball, not before pressing a small kiss on the other one and straightened her back. She was now nearly at Jotaro’s height and she tilted his neck to kiss, but Jotaro stopped her.
“I’ve just eaten you out.” At his words, Jolyne laughed, a sound so beautiful Jotaro had forgotten in those days.
“I’ve just sucked your balls, we’re fair, don’t you think so, daddy?” She asked teasingly, wrapping her arms around his shoulders and kissing him full on the lips, tasting both Jotaro and herself on them.
He hummed in the kiss and stretched one of his arm to grab a condom in the nightstand, but once Jolyne noticed what he was doing, she immediately broke of the kiss and slapped it away.
“Jolyne…?” Jotaro asked unsure of what to do, gently caressing her flustered cheek.
Jolyne looked at him pleadingly, her eyes full of tears and she squeezed him in a strong hug. “What just happened… destroyed us both… I know… but I want to try again… I want another child… I don’t want to stop just because we lost Joel… please, daddy…” Her voice was so soft, so full of emotions that it brought tears in Jotaro’s eyes too.
He hugged her back and gently laid her on the mattress, taking one of her hands in his and squeezed it. “Are you sure? We can wait, you know-” But Jolyne cut him off, shaking her head, looking at him pleadingly. “I want this now, please, it’ll make it hurt less… and I’ve always wanted a big family with you.”
Jotaro knew he couldn’t go against her words. He wanted a family too, when Joey had been born he had brought joy to their life, but they both knew the loneliness of being the only child and none of them were opposed to more. However that loss had brought a hole in their heart, it would need time for it to heal, but looking in Jolyne’s eyes now, he knew she was telling the truth. She was ready and so was he.
Slowly, Jotaro hooked one of her legs under his arm and grasped his cock, guiding it towards Jolyne’s dripping pussy. He pushed inside of her, listening to her encouraging moans until he was fully inside of her. She was burning inside, it felt like ages since he had ****** her and it was heaven.
“D-Daddy-- you feel so good… please, give me more… I want your children-” Jotaro rolled his hips, cutting her pleas in half. Her lips parted slightly in a silent scream, Jotaro smirked, he knew her body too well, it was easy for him to find her sweet spots.
Jolyne wrapped her legs around his waist and pressed her lips against his in a sloppy kiss full of tongue and teeth, but neither of them seemed to care about it, too absorbed in their own pleasure.
“Daddy-- Yes, there!” Jolyne moaned against his mouth, one hand in his hair to guide him on her neck. He smiled softly and let his lips linger on one of his previous marks, not ceasing the rhythmic pace of his thrusts, which always managed to hit Jolyne’s G-spot.
Jotaro knew he wasn’t going to last long, not after all that time without feeling Jolyne in his arms, but he wanted to drag this as long as possible for her, he wanted to see her come first.
One of his big hands gripped her waist, Jolyne shivered under him, but he kept going, pushing his cock back and forth inside her warm entrance.
“Daddy… oh… you feel so good inside of me…” Jolyne muttered, licking her dry lips. Her throat was sore from all her moaning, but she didn’t care, she wanted to let her dad know how much she loved him and she could feel him grip her more tightly, sinking his nails in her waist to mark her as his.
Tears spilled down her eyes, but Jotaro was quick to react and caught them with the tip of his tongue, then he kissed both of her closed eyes, hoping that she won’t cry anymore.
Jolyne suddenly arched her back, pressing her breasts against his chest, a loud moan escaping from her lips. “D-Daddy-- I- I-” She couldn’t finish, she came before another word left her lips, her orgasm was so sudden Jotaro couldn’t prepare himself for her pussy to clamp around his cock.
“Oh- ***** Jolyne!” Jotaro’s cum filled her to the brim, his body shaken and he saw white for a moment before he regained his senses. He breathed heavily against Jolyne’s neck, he wanted to stay there for a few minutes more, but he knew he was too heavy for his daughter so he forced himself to get up.
He pulled his now flaccid cock out of her, his cum dripping out her pussy on the sheets, but he didn’t care about it, not when he was too busy checking Jolyne.
She looked at him when he came closer and she smiled, the corners of her lips lifting up tiredly. She threw one of her arms around him and snuggled closer to his body.
“Thank you daddy…” Jolyne whispered, placing her head against his chest, listening to his heartbeat.
Jotaro didn’t say anything and kept running his fingers on her body, burning every inch of her skin in his memory. She suddenly grabbed his hand and placed it on her belly, covering it with her warm palm.
“I want this one to be happy… I want to be happy with you and Joey and this little light…” Jolyne whispered, her eyes fluttering close. “I want to protect them with all my strength…”
Jotaro could still feel her pain for their loss, he couldn’t lie, he could still feel it too, but now he wanted to hope for the future where they were happy with their children. Joel wasn’t going at be forgotten, but he knew they couldn’t stay stuck in the past forever.
Jotaro kissed her forehead and smiled, wrapping his other arm around her. “I’ll protect both of you this time, I promise.”
Jolyne smiled softly and finally let sleep take hold of her, knowing that her husband was going to take care of her.