Here's what you all been waiting for! The last guy in La Squadra, Risotto!

Took me some time to get through them all and I'm very glad you all love my writing!

I want to see if we can get to 100k reads on my oneshot book! If we do, I might do another Jojo Characters special!!

Anyways, I hope you all enjoy this story of the beautiful eyed colored man and silver haired man.

My labeling of the two gangs:

Giorno = GioGio
Bruno = Mama Bruno
Abbacchio = Goth Wine Daddy
Narancia = Orange Boi
Mista = 4 equals Mista triggered
Fugo = Swiss Cheese

Formaggio = Golf Ball Head
Illuso = Couch looking guy
Prosciutto = Actually looks like a fucking gangster (to me at least)
Pesci = Pineapple Head
Melone = Purple Perv
Ghiaccio = Ice Ice Baby (ugh)
Risotto = Goth Metal Daddy

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From the eyes of your enemy

Assignment Name: Kidnap

Persons: Risotto Nero, Y/F/N

Risotto wears his usual outfit;

Risotto Nero: Leader of La Squadra Esecuzioni;
Y/F/N: Member of La Squadra Esecuzioni

Risotto's weakness: Y/F/N
Reason: Y/F/N is his wife

Y/F/N's weakness: Candy
Reason: Likes to get sugar high

Assignment Description: Kidnap Y/F/N

WARNING!!

There's a rivalry between the two. On the lookout for any signs of argument.

First POV

You bastard. I thought Risotto Nero would be at least faithful to me. Coming home after an assignment to see his ass in bed with someone else. Threw her slutty ass out of the window and saw her blood trickle down from the spikes below.

He even tried to get me into bed with him! Fuck that.

Now, we're doing a damn assignment together and not once has he even apologized fully to me. I've seen him doing things he shouldn't. But, last night, I got my revenge and slept with Prosciutto. I laughed right in his face when he told me, screamed at me how angry he was to see me with someone else.

Now, he won't talk. Fine with me. He deserved it.

But, once I start to go my separate way to find our mystery rival, we came back together. We just stood there, staring at each other. I just roll my eyes and while he just stares at me, his demonic like eyes are just, precious.

Fine, I'm still in love with him, okay? I've always loved this cold hearted silver haired brute. He's so fucking tall too and my height is right at the middle of his chest and stomach.

His silver hair, his beautiful, unique eyes, his tallness, buffness, the way he speaks, just, everything. Oh, I really do want to hold him in my arms again. Just feel his warmth, his scent, be his little girl again, cause I'm so tiny. Fuck this goth daddy bastard, I love him.

Without even saying anything, I just break down, and hug him tightly like he's a teddy bear.

"Riso! I'm sorry I slept with Prosciutto! I just wanted to get revenge on you for sleeping with a damn slut! Forgive me?"
I make puppy eyes at him and a cute whine to which he just pushes me away and I frown softly, but then the frown turns into a confused frown, cocking my head as I hear him chuckle and kiss my head.

"I did deserve that. Prosciutto told me everything. Besides, I got drunk that night and that bitch decided she wanted some dick."
"So you let her?"
"She followed me. I said nothing."
"But you still fucked her, you bastard."
"So what if I did? I was intoxicated, I didn't know what the fuck I was doing!"
"YOU KNOW HOW THAT MAKES ME FEEL!! I HATE IT WHEN YOU'RE OUT AND ABOUT AND DAMN SLUTS AND WHORES COME OUT OF BARS AND JUST GO LOCO ALL OVER YOUR GOTH TIDDIES!"
"Goth tiddies?"
"YES, GOTH TIDDIES!"

His chuckle turns into a laugh, which is so adorable I want to cry but I still keep my cool shell. Nope, it's broken.

"Goth tiddies. Wow. You have a name for everything don't you?"
"Y-Yes."
I blush while I answer, his dark eyes seeping into my [Y/E/C] eyes. His hand goes on my cheek and caresses it gently, making me sigh gently at him, smiling lovingly.

"Let's just forgive each other. Promise you won't have that happen again."
"I won't. I promise. I love you more than any other girl out there, that's why I married you. Come on, the guy's probably gone home, let's go back to our cottage."
His arm wraps around my waist as I smile up at him and turn around, walking with him towards our cottage.

Our cottage is our new hideout for the gang to stay at. It's in a vast space full of flowers and lots of acres of grass to walk around. Riso and I, every Sunday morning, walk along the grass and feel the nice air all around us. It would usually combine with us rolling down the hill back to the cottage and I smelling the flowers and giving my goth husband so many kisses that the gang still teases him about my lipstick being all over his cheeks and lips.

When we get home to the cottage, he opens the single door that's painted white, and opens up a whole new fantasy to anyone who visits, that's our friends of course. The whole gang is out in the living room to the left of us but, before I could walk in, we go the opposite way and up the stairs as quickly and quietly as we could, making me giggle softly but he keeps me quiet by, almost at the end of the stairs, pins me to the wall and kisses me deeply. I look surprised at his actions and wrap my arm and put my hand on his back, kissing him deeper than he is to me.

God, he's horny. It's so hot seeing him this way, it makes me want him so much, so much more. Even his silver locks, ones you can just adore. No, all of him. You can touch him, kiss him, love him, do it all day. He doesn't mind it when you touch his hair, he says it feels like a dozen little kisses are being planted, which is why I do it when we have the time.

While I'm thinking all about what I'm going to do to him, I didn't notice that my top is already removed, slowly going down my arms as my bra shows. Our shoes are already off so don't worry about that. His hands slowly go down to my waist and basically almost rips my top right off. He's really, really horny now, I wonder why.

I giggle in my head at my thoughts then, to his surprise, I push him down to the bed and take off his jingle bell hat, smiling lovingly as I touch his beautiful, sexy hairdo. He's so special, so strict but loving, so strong and full of lust right now.

Then, he pins me to the bed and has his hand down my waist and under my clothes, slowly rubbing my clit. He chuckles sexily when he can feel how wet I am, which makes me blush immensely.

"My lovely wife, always wet for me, aren't you?"
"Mhm. Only you."
"It better be now. We've been unfaithful. Let me show you how much I love you, more than you ever know."

His thumb rubs at the bulb of my swollen sex as I moan and try to take off the rest of my clothes.

"You're so gorgeous. I regret getting drunk, I should've seen it before. You're always gorgeous. Especially naked."
I pull my arms up to my chest and my hands to my face, trying to cover my flustered face.
"D-Daddy-"
"I missed you calling me that as well, my little one."
I giggle bubbly and slowly tease him by rubbing my foot on his groin, seeing him growl and give me that hot, evil glare just makes me fawn over him.

"Naughty girl."
"Yes, Riso?"
I smile innocently and giggle more then squeal as he gives me butterfly kisses all over my body.

Those squeals turn into moans as he start to make hickeys all over my neck and chest, knowing that he wants to show the gang that I'm his still, and to show Prosciutto that if he does touch me again, he's a dead man walking.

Out of the blue, his sexy glare, his special sclera eyes, just gaze into my soul and he slams right into me, and I can't help but make a loud gasp and grip his muscly back.

His loud groan fills up the room with his glare still there, thrusting slowly, roughly into my slick pussy. His kisses make a magnificent touch against my sensitive neck, I can't help but giggle and moan at the same time when he starts going a bit faster.

"R-Riso!~"
I suddenly scream his name out and start to claw at his back.

He smirks at me and keeps going rough into me and I hear the bed start to creek, which makes me half scared, half excited. Faster and faster; my fingernails dig into his back but he doesn't flinch or doesn't even care. Then, he hits at that spot, the one that makes women like me go batshit crazy, well in a good way.

"Faster! Faster!~"
I scream out, my back arched and my eyes closed.

He doesn't even talk, such a handsome goth guy that barely talks unless he's interested in you.

When we're done, when he released into me, almost acting like a wild animal, we just lay down and cuddle. Until... they decide to barge in. Perverts as usual.

"Finally! You two made up!"
"I was going to do some things-"
"Like what?"
Risotto looks at Melone with a death glare, making him chuckle and act like what he said was a joke.
"'Oh, Capo! You're so sexy! Oh, Riso, fuck me in bed. Oh Riso, I'm such a hoe-'"
"YOU SAY THAT ONE MORE TIME AND YOUR BALLS BREAK OFF!"
That's when the gang basically runs away from us after shutting the door.

Risotto curses to himself before cuddling me again, making me hum softly and smile as we both drift off to sleep.