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“Chuuya~”
Dazai sang out, his voice carrying out through the small apartment. Chuuya looked up from his paperwork as his reading glasses slid down slightly, “What?”. Dazai smiled at the other's glare, refusing to answer properly as his long fingers got entangled within Chuuya’s auburn locks.
“I have an idea!”, Dazai exclaimed as he stared into Chuuya’s eyes, taking in every detail. “Then get on with it and fucking tell me you useless shit!”
“Such a rude dog!” Dazai gasped, grabbing Chuuya’s face forcefully earning a whimper. “Awww, poor boy…”
Chuuya frowned but before he could open his mouth Dazai pressed a finger to his pink lips, “Now ask me nicely. I know you can ”
Trembling, Chuuya replied quietly.
“What’s the idea.. sir? ”
Dazai smirked and took out a velvet blindfold, tucking the messy red curls behind Chuuya’s ear he slipped it onto him without warning.
Chuuya sat stunned as the darkness enveloped his eyes, yet without question, he nodded and obediently gave his consent.
Dazai chuckled darkly and maneuvered Chuuya gently so his back was against the bed. Leaning into his ear Dazai gave a soft kiss to his jawline and whispered;
“Do you remember our safeword?
“Yes sir”, Chuuya answered confidently, almost annoyed at the delay. Dazai hummed in approval and slid his hands down Chuuya’s back, the redhead whined as Dazai slowly pushed him flat onto the bed.
Dazai then began to remove his clothes, one by one. The wait was agonizing as Dazai took his time unbuttoning his shirts and pulling the zipper to Chuuya’s tight leather pants.
As each piece was removed, old purple hickeys revealed themselves against his chest and thighs. Dazai simply stared at him and smirked, kissing each one slowly and running his tongue across Chuuya’s pale skin.
As he settled near Chuuya’s chest he began to suck lightly on his nipple and looked up at Chuuya’s expression. The redhead’s senses felt like they were on overdrive, working too much. His eyelashes fluttered uselessly against the cloth as if blinking would help him see.
He finally grimaced and yelled,
“Dazai!”
“Sweetheart, what is it?” Dazai asked feigning innocence, Chuuya only grew more frustrated and writhed against the bed.
Dazai smirked and replied in a sultry voice,
“Shhh, baby…Don’t move around like that. It only wants me to give you less ”
Chuuya opened his mouth to reply but the younger only silenced him by pushing two fingers through his lips coaxing him to suck them.
“It’s better like this. You know how hard it is to own a whiny dog?... I love it when you’re like this, so perfect ”
Chuuya moaned as Dazai’s other hand slid down and harshly grabbed his dick and began to stroke it softly. He cupped the others balls and chuckled at Chuuya’s muffled moans, which only made him push his fingers in further.
After he felt the spit gathered was enough he slowly pulled the two fingers out–relishing the sight.
Before the spit could dry, he slowly brought it down to Chuuya’s rim and pushed through.
“A-ah! Fucking warn me next time!”, Chuuya yelled as he jolted.
Dazai looked concerned, “You ok? If you want to stop we can don’t worry”
“I’m good…J-just go a little slower”
Dazai nodded in appreciation for the honesty and stopped for a moment so Chuuya could adjust, after a couple of minutes he then pushed the fingers deeper–moving until they finally found his prostate.
Chuuya gasped and his eyes widened.
“D-Dazai…”
“Yes, baby? Huh? What is it” He mocked, smirking as the red on Chuuya’s face only grew. It was rare to see him like this, so quiet and obedient.
He circled inside of him more, purposefully avoiding the bundle of nerves just to tease.
Tears pricked Chuuya’s eyes as he pathetically pushed against the fingers, sobbing for a relief that Dazai failed to provide. “No, c’mon…It’s not that hard just tell me! What do you want ”
“C-cocky bastard…”
Dazai smiled innocently and looked up at him as his fingers drew back and harshly plunged back in hitting his G-spot immediately.
“I-I-... I-I'm sorry!”
“You are?”
Chuuya nodded, sniffling and looking up at him with watery eyes. Feeling a bit guilty Dazai went and wiped his tears away. “It's ok, I’m being mean–aren’t I?”
“Y-yes..”
“Oh sweetheart, it’s alright. I’m going to make you feel better ok?”
The redhead nodded and spread his legs further, silently begging for something better than what was being provided.
Dazai moved closer–Wait, when did he remove his boxers? Chuuya, barely paying attention to anything other than the arousal pooling up in his stomach.
Dazai smiled and spit on his hand to quickly coat his dick with as much ‘lube’ as possible, once finished he slowly pushed the red tip in; watching as Chuuya gasped.
Before Dazai could get more than an inch in, Chuuya was already rocking back and forth trying to take the entire thing in one go.
“C-chibi! Just wait you’re not-”
Chuuya whined loudly and shook his head,
“I…I c-can take it! ”
Pursing his lips together, Chuuya still tried to fit as much as possible into him, growing frustrated by the continuous disobedience Dazai grabbed his hips and pushed forward in one thrust. The brunette's balls slapped against Chuuya and tears pricked his eyes, tears flowed down his cheeks steadily as he looked up and smiled.
Taking that as consent, Dazai moved back a couple of inches and thrust in again harshly. “Is this what you wanted?”, he asked Chuuya mockingly. The redhead only nodded in response, covering his mouth.
“No–you are going to fucking answer me when I ask?”, Dazai pulled back Chuuya’s hands and held them above his head as leverage.
“A-ah! Yes, I wanted this..I-I want it” Chuuya whimpered, feeling pleasure from not knowing what Dazai would do next.
After he was satisfied, Dazai let go of his hands and grabbed his hips continuing to drive forward seeming to point his thrusts in different directions until Chuuya jolted.
“Did that feel good?” He asked rhetorically, not wanting Chuuya to give a proper answer.
He hit that spot, again and again; all until Chuuya’s untouched cock was leaking and begging to be touched. Looking as if a single tap could make him cum.
Chuuya’s face was red with blush and exhaustion, his lips parted to let out breathy gasps.
Throwing his head back Dazai moved faster, practically breaking Chuuya as his moans subsided into tears. Years back that would have scared Dazai, however over time he learned that Chuuya cried during sex for the pure feeling of relaxation and submission.
“S-sweetheart?...” Dazai asked as he grabbed Chuuya’s chin and turned his head to face him
“Can I cum inside? P-please it feels so nice ” He gasped out, sounding as destroyed as Chuuya looked.
“Please …”, The redhead whined, his throat croaky and scratched from the overuse.
Dazai nodded as the knot inside of his stomach began to grow tighter, making him mercilessly grind into Chuuya, more and more until he felt it snap.
Moving forward slightly he sighed, feeling his release dribble out of Chuuya, realizing the redhead hadn’t come yet he grasped his dick harshly only taking a couple of strokes before they were both painted in white.
Chuuya sniffled and tiredly removed the blindfold, wincing as the light flooded all his senses.
“M-mackerel” he croaked out, “Clean me the fuck up right now”
“Of course” Dazai simply replied, knowing that any sort of teasing would likely cause a fight. He kissed the ginger’s forehead and picked him up, listening as the soft breaths turned into snores.
“I love you”