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It was that time, where Muhammad and his group would find rest for the night. They fought against many stand users, recently defeated Mariah and her Bastet. That fight with that women had... put him and Joseph Joestar in a very.. awkward position.

However, it was at this time where he started to question his sexuality a little. Despite not wanting to, Avdol was also attracted to Dio despite how awful he was. Beautiful yet intimidating, horrifying.

"Alright! I'm off to my room guys, see you in the morning." Polnerff waves his hand at the guys, luggage on his back. Polnereff was almost always the first one to leave for his room but no one questions why, it irreverent.

Everyone split up after the French left. Mr. Joestar got his own room. Jotaro despite usually sharing a room with Kakyoin gets his own room as well. At this time in Egypt, Kakyoin was attacked by the blind stand user and is currently receiving treatment at the hospital. Everyone wished they could wait for him, but there was no time. Holly wasn't doing any better, getting worse by the minute, Kakyoin would have to catch up later.

Avdol followed behind Joestar until the moment they had to go down different hallways.

"Alright Avdol, see you in the morning!" Joestar waved his hand and smiled at the Egyptian before turning around and walking down the hall.

"You as well Mr. Joestar." A smile came across his lips at his goodnight before he walking down the opposing hall. His eyes scanned the walls for the correct number he will be going in. Room 169. Finally he finds the room he was looking for and goes right on in after unlocking it. The room felt a little different, hotter than he expected but they were in Egypt after all. He shuts the door behind him slowly and begun his search of the room. When going after Dio, enemy stands could be hiding at any angle. He begun at the closet that was at his side, and then he check the bathroom. No one yet. Actually, there was no one at all after checking the entire room. Even under the bed. Avdol lets a small sigh of relief out. There's no guarantee he won't be attacked later of course but it's safe right now. As night gets darker, the Egyptian stripped himself off of his clothes— himself in only underwear.

It didn't take him long to fall asleep, it was a long day after all. So will tomorrow, and the next day. All up until they take on Dio and defeat him. But rest is important too, but poor Avdol won't get much tonight. The window creaked, opening up very slowly. A dark shadow climbs in carefully, if Avdol wakes up while he's coming in he would get pushed out by Magician Red. The enemy stand user gets onto the bed, and slithers underneath the blanket. Avdol wasn't close to waking up despite his "guard." The stand user smirks and takes out the Egyptian's member, giving it a small lick. It twitched in his hands, raising up, like it was begging for attention. Has Avdol been taking care of this at all? With a small lick given to it, he doubted the Egyptian fondled himself often. Y/N will take care of though, and all the others. With his Stand ability, he will make slaves of love.

Y/N hands travel up the burly chest, his mouth moving down to take IT into his mouth. He couldn't help but moan at the salty taste of his flesh, he could feel his hole twitching. Y/N didn't want to go all the way though, not until Avdol was fully awake.

Avdol wasn't that heavy of a sleeper to stay down when getting touched. His eyes drifted open tiredly, his vision blurred. He blinks his eyes a couple of times until he realizes what's going on. His body jerked backwards and he pushed the figure off of him.

"What in God!" He summons his Magician Red, and his presence lit up the room. The intruder props himself and smirks up at the man.

"How pretty, Are you going to have your stand fuck me?" His tongue slithered over his bottom lip, his thighs held together tightly for his own cock was ready to be touched.

"Or perhaps... you fuck me and your stand fucks me, your stand fucks me and mine fucks yours? Oh the different ways for us to do it. I could hardly wait!~" Y/n stands up, and walks to the man. With his ability activated, Avdol will feel hesitate to attack him. You see, you have the power of love, of lust. The Egyptian God Stand, Min! With Min's mere presence, everyone around him with get pressured by a feeling of lust and desire. It compels it's victims to not attack you, but instead lavish you. The more they taste, the more they become a mindless thrall. Brilliant isn't it?

You push yourself up against him, moaning his name.

"Muhammad Avdol, please take me, I want you, I want you right in here." He grabs the man's hand and leads it behind his back, taking it down to his anus that was already lubed up and waiting.

"Take me." You moan, pressing the side of your face against him. You can feel his heavy breathing, his heart pacing. Your stand coming up behind you, wrapping it's arms around his neck. It pushes its head up to his ears to tugs at them with its teeth. Avdol's breath becomes even heavier, the room suffocating in heat.

"Come on... Muhammad Avdol..~" something snapped inside the Egyptian, and his body moved on its own. He grabbed the smaller body and pushed him on his knees on the bed.  His crotch digging against the behind of the enemy, but wasn't inside yet despite the underwear slipping all the way off at some point.

"Is something the matter?" Y/N calls to him, but there was a lot of conflict going inside Avdol. He wasn't normally like this, yet he was. No he wasn't. Yes, he was and he wants Y/N.

Avdol slaps his forehead, trying to understand and make sense of what was going on. His own stand was suffering just as he was, while being in the corner with Min pursuing him.

"Avdol..?" Y/n called some more but this time it almost sounded like Polnereff to him. Yes. Polnereff... memories flash to his head and the Egyptian begun to remember everything. This y/n was the enemy! One of the 10 Egyptian God Stands working for Dio! He snaps back to where he was and throws the user to the ground off the bed.

"Uhgh!" He cried after the impact, his breath becoming heavier but not from lust, this time from anxiety of being beat. How could he snap out of his trance!? How was this possible!?

"You must be wondering how I'm not your mindless thrall anymore. You see, I am Muhammad Avdol! I do not fall for these poor tricks. Magician Red!" He yells, his stand screams as well before firing blazed punches at the stand. Min's body wasn't meant for fighting and had poor defense so it stood no chance against the attacks. The fists broke its jaw, it's cheek bones, arms and almost everything else. Effecting the user and rendering him useless, beaten to a pull unconscious.

Avdol smirks knowing this was yet another victory against the enemy. Now, he to deal with the mess.