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“Hmm I dunno…how about we place the crib over by the window?” You placed a thoughtful finger by your lips and watched as the two men were beginning to move the wooden crib over towards the window.
“Like this?” Chuuya asked as he tried to straighten the structure before he set it down. Unfortunately however, at the moment Dazai accidentally let the crib slip and one of the legs of the crib had fallen directly onto Chuuya’s foot.
“OUCH! You bastard, what the hell are you doing?” Dazai instantly pulled the crib up and allowed the redhead to pull his foot out. Dazai tried not to laugh and began to apologize and wave the incident off.
“Sorry chibi, I didn’t realize you hadn’t placed it fully down yet, my bad!” Chuuya growled at him and was about to throw hands when he let out a sigh and scratched the back of his neck.
“It’s fine, just be careful alright? Anyways, hon does this look alright?” Chuuya turned to you to make sure the crib was exactly where you wanted to place it. You even had to stifle a bit of laughter at the whole incident that unfolded, however you turned to look and you couldn’t help but let out a tearful smile.
The past week you all started to try and get the nursery all ready for the youngin. You were getting very near to the due date and you could feel the excitement and nerves beginning to full throttle within you.
The nursery itself was of course very fox themed. Little stickers of foxes and trees were painted all across the walls- the walls themselves were painted a soft yellow and green and it made the room seem a little bit brighter. The crib was part of a set that you had bought and they were accompanied by a changing table that acted as a chest of drawers. Inside of the crib you had a mobile that once again fit the fox motif and even a small little fox plush that sat on the far edge of the crib. Perhaps it was a bit too much with the foxes but you felt it was very fitting.
“Hey, it’s gonna be ok!” Chuuya ran over to your side as soon as he noticed the tears falling out of your eyes. He gives you kisses on the cheek as Dazai comes over and pulls you into a hug. You smile at both of them and shake your head.
“I’m not upset guys, I’m just excited. Look at how beautiful this room is! We all worked so hard and pretty soon we will be able to meet them” Your hands come to gently rub your stomach, almost as if cued the child began to kick wildly and you chuckle as you place each of the boy’s hands on your stomach- allowing them to feel the kicks.
Chuuya smiles and kisses your neck. Dazai’s ear flickers with excitement and he leans his face down to rest upon your shoulder.
“I think it looks perfect, maybe though we could move the toy box over this way more?” You were overlooking the room when suddenly your cell goes off. You excuse yourself for a minute and go outside into the hallway to take the call. Chuuya and Dazai overlook the room. Chuuya wipes his hands and then turns to the brunette.
“Do you think that the crib right in front of the sun might blind the kid though? Like the sun can get strong in here during the day, or what if pollen gets blown in through the window..can’t they get super sick?”
Dazai just stares down at Chuuya with a deadpan stare. Suddenly, the giggles bubble up in his throat and he starts to chuckle.
“You are such a mother hen slug, obviously we have curtains to put up so the baby isn’t gonna be blinded and we can place filters on the window so no pollen can come in to bother them.” Dazai pats Chuuya on the head to which the redhead flusters and pushes Dazai’s hands off of him.
“Ugh cut that out. Listen, I’m worried alright can you forgive me for being a nervous wreck at the moment? Her womb is a ticking time bomb and she’s nearing the 7th month within the next little while and then anything can happen. I just want what’s best for the kid like any good father would want. I mean even if I’m able to deserve a title such as that” Chuuya turns and looks at you in the doorway speaking on the phone, from the sounds of it, it appears you are speaking to your boss at work and things sound a bit heated.
“Chuuya, no one is ever really ready for parenthood, I won’t lie, when it nearly happened to me you know what I did the first night she told me? I ran away, I ran to a pub and got so piss drunk and then it was like a light flickered inside of me. I realized, this isn’t about me anymore. It’s about us and my child, there was no need to be scared because even if I ended up being a lousy parent I had a feeling the child would have some respect for me- so long as I earned that respect of course. I came back later and apologized over and over to her, she let me have some time apart so I could get a handle on stuff but it wasn’t fair. She’s the one with the most burden- having to carry while mentally and physically breaking down. Just do your best, there is no manual for this type of thing” Dazai gives a kind smile and places a reassuring hand on Chuuya’s shoulder. Chuuya flushes and pursues his lip, his blue eyes darting everywhere else but to look up at Dazai.
“How come you always come off as so sure, what is your secret exactly? You seem more than ready for this child and yet it’s biologically mine and I feel so minuscule as if my lineage has no matter in this.”
Dazai cocks his head and then smiles.
“I’ve always been a good liar chibi, deep down I’m just as scared as anyone else here. But, I know the moment she sees us both panic is when she will start to cower as well. So, I’m being strong for all of us, but mostly for her sake”
Chuuya gives a small smile and leans up to kiss Dazai on the lips. A simple thank you that becomes conveyed before it gets broken up by your call ending and you walking back inside.
“Sorry guys, I have to head out for a little bit. Boss just told me a particular client is coming in and because I’m one of the more knowledgeable members on the team, they need me there in person instead of being on a conference call” You groan, really not in the mood to have to deal with working matters.
“Seriously? Do you want one of us to go with you just to be on the safe side?” Chuuya begins to speak frantically. Dazai once again places a hand on his shoulder to calm down his companion.
“I can take you to work, I need to grab a couple things from town anyways” You give a smile towards Dazai and look over towards Chuuya.
“Alright, I won’t be too long, I should be back before dinner at least” You give Chuuya a kiss and you chuckle as you notice his tails wag behind him- a trait you always found cute. You walk downstairs with Dazai and grab your coat.
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There is a massive chill in the air. A storm is brewing on the front. Dark gray skies swirl around and the breeze almost feels like fall despite it being in the early summertime. Dazai had taken you to your office and you waved goodbye and gave him a kiss. You asked him to wish you luck as you waddled up to the elevators to your meeting. He chuckled and waved you off and left the office building and began to walk towards one of the supermarkets.
“You’ve been awfully chummy lately haven’t you Dazai?” A cocky voice, a voice he heard so much makes him stop dead in his tracks. He had just passed by a cafe and stopped when he turned to look at a fellow kitsune much like himself. This kitsune had black hair and his eyes were always perceptually closed as he munched on what looked to be some biscuits nearly oversaturated with a strawberry jam. Dazai had turned fully to look over at him.
“Ranpo, I’m surprised to see you here”
Ranpo was a kitsune who was actually much older than Dazai and was also the adopted son of Inari. While he was a kitsune who had nine tails much like him, he merely acted like a younger, spoiled child who was able to get away with anything he wished just due to his lineage. While Dazai had some respect for the kitsune, he often found him a bit over the top and sometimes could be seen as a brat. If anything, the fact Ranpo was in the city meant that Inari would also be close by, a fact which for some reason made his stomach feel sick.
Ranpo had stuffed another biscuit into his mouth, before he wiped the crumbs off his hands (but neglecting the ones that freckled his mouth), he took a sip of some juice and then opened his emerald green eyes to look directly at Dazai.
“Inari had wanted to come and see you. He summoned you and you hadn’t shown up”
Dazai’s blood ran cold.
“A summon? What for? I don’t recall a summon” As far as his mind recollected, there had been no official summon sent for him. He watched as Ranpo began to spin his straw around in his drink in a state of boredom. He merely sighs.
“It’s because I made sure you didn’t receive it. I wanted to talk with you about something without Inari interfering.” Ranpo gestures for the brunette to join in the adjacent seat beside him. Dazai swallows but then oversteps the small gate and then recluently sits in the seat.
“I more or less wanted to know what my father would oh so happen to think once he finds out what you’ve been up to. Namely, why are you so intimately involved with Nakahara’s partner?” Dazai’s ears flicker under his hat and his eyes flash with fear and a hint of anger. His fists become white clenched as they seated themselves on his lap.
“Excuse me?” His tone tries to come off as calm but has an octave bubbling regardless.
Ranpo places a cheek in his hand and rolls his eyes. He points a finger directly at Dazai’s face.
“Listen, it’s not that hard to figure out what’s been going on. Her scent is all over you as well as his. Inari had requested you be a support system to the couple to make sure this miracle child is given the best advances in their life, which is another whole can of worms I have an issue with but I digress…the issue is, you know Inari won’t approve of you being with the couple. You are the right hand of Inari and you aren’t meant to find a mate, while he doesn’t know much of your past relationship with the redhead, he refused you to let yourself be hurt again because unfortunately, he does care about you.”
Dazai blanches, he remembers after finding out about his partner and his child dying. He returned to Inari’s shrine angry and on the threat of burning the whole thing down. Inari had stepped out and consoled him, promising him safety so long as Dazai had stayed by his side. He knew Ranpo was partially jealous of this bond because once Inari decided to step down- Ranpo would be the new Inari and would be linked to Dazai, a kitsune he rather not have much ties with in the first place. And Dazai, needing some form of comfort, had stayed by Inari’s side and was placed under prohibition and was forbidden to find another relationship just for the brunette’s own sanity. However, he did find a kinship within Chuuya that turned into a way to blow off steam essentially but also the feelings of love had blossomed from that and he made sure to keep it as secret as he possibly could.
“Alright, what do you wish me to do then so we can pretend none of this ever happened?” Dazai tries to sweetly smile but he can feel his rage bubbling up underneath. He watches as Ranpo places a napkin around his mouth to finally get rid of the crumbs. He places the napkin messily onto the jam crusted plate below him.
“Honestly, I think you should sever your ties to Inari, but I can’t make that happen. But, I know you aren’t worthy at all to be my father’s right hand man and I’ll be honest, I dunno why he takes such pity towards you. If anything, it’s disgusting how much time he’s been talking about this child being born”
Dazai narrows his eyes- that makes sense Ranpo was being jealous at Inari’s interference and excitement about the child being born. His mouth runs dry and he licks his lips for a mere second before he leans in closer towards Ranpo.
“You better not be suggesting what I’m thinking…if you hurt her or that child Ranpo I will kill you.” Ranpo’s eyes widen before he chuckles and shakes his head. “Bold of you to threaten me, I’m just saying that when the child is born, you will have to return back to Inari and you won’t be allowed to interfere as much with the couple, could you handle that?”
Dazai falters for a second. The contract was merely to make sure the child would grow and be safe and once that happened, he would have to return to Inari’s side and not have the freedom to roam around like he was doing. He also knew Ranpo was essentially pressing him to give up his status and let him live among you guys. But, leaving Inari’s side was also a non-existent thing, no right hand of Inari had ever severed their own ties willingly. This would be seen as a first.
“I know you want me to sever ties because you do not wish to be associated with me. I know Inari is close to his retirement age and he will descend into the astral planes afterward and you will be chosen to take his place. However, I will not sever my own ties unless given the exact word from Inari that I must. While you may not see the value in my relationships, I feel that Inari will see it the other way, thank you Ranpo but I must be going” Dazai gives a curt nod and stands up and is about to walk away.
“Even though Inari had forbidden you from entering a relationship. Tell me this Dazai, if the child comes out looking uncouth, will you still threaten to burn down my father’s shrine- MY future shrine mind you? Which brings up the next question that I must ask, if the child is not yours, why do you invest so much time in it? Is it because you can pretend to play along and pretend it is what you had so many years ago? Are you displacing a love of your own onto one that’s not even yours at all? All for the sake of protecting that fragile ego of yours?”
Dazai hisses in a breath of air. Always to the point Ranpo was, while he could feel the rage threatening to spill, he managed to turn towards Ranpo with a smile. A smile of a threat, but one that had an eerie feeling of calmness towards the other male.
“Mrs. Nakahara loves me just as much as I do her and her and Chuuya’s child. If you try to sever my ties with them both, this will have great dissatisfaction not just for me but also Inari himself. I was requested to watch over them both for the child's safety and development and I will still stay on my course, but don’t you dare tell me I can’t be in love. Inari had given me that rule because he did not want to see me like I was that night I came back to him. Mind you that was also centuries ago, and I’m sure he will have no problems with us as a couple raising the child together”
His heart burns and his yearning aches. He wants the child to be born so he can hold them, maybe there was a slight bit of displacement over the loss of his own child. But, he wanted that child to know how much love was in his own hollow heart- a softening he noticed he undertook mainly because of Chuuya and your own love towards him, something once unattainable but now within his sight to be locked back up inside of him to never be lost again.
“So kindly and please take no offense to this, but fuck off alright. I will personally talk to Inari once the child is born alright?” Dazai closes his eyes and gives him a bright smile and before Ranpo can even retort he’s gone.
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He’s shaky, he can feel his body trembling as he stands in the grocery store. Looking way too long over the produce aisle as he tries to calm his breathing. He knew he got cocky, speaking so informally towards Inari’s own son and he knows it won’t be long before he will be asked to speak directly for himself in front of Inari.
While Inari was a reasonable person, Dazai knew that bringing Ranpo into this could have dire consequences- Inari had a soft spot for the kitsune after all and while their ties were still a mystery to even the oldest kitsunes, it was an unspoken rule that you do not speak informally with Ranpo or Inari- regardless of how well you were acquainted with both of them.
His heart is racing and he grips a hold of his coat as he staggers through the aisles. Colors feel like they are melting into each other and each step he takes forward feels like agony and that he’s barely moving. He sees people look at him, but their faces are a blank canvas of nothing. He hears loud whispering, loud announcements being blasted over the PA system. He wants to scream out but nothing comes out. He just stands in the aisle trying to steady his breath.
It’s gonna be fine, it’s gonna be fine…but what if it isn’t?
Shut up, shut up, shut up,
“Finally, I found you where the hell did you take off to?” A voice breaks through the echoes of all the indiscrete chatter around him. He finds the redhead appearing before him. Chuuya’s soft blue eyes look at him before he speaks.
“Are you alright? Dazai you don’t look so good..”
Dazai can’t even speak but Chuuya has seen him like this before. He calmly takes Dazai outside and into the alleyway beside the store. In an instant Dazai pulls Chuuya into him and begins to shake and cry. His panic attack comes to a climax as Chuuya gently rubs his back and reassures him everything is gonna be alright.
“Hey, hey speak to me mackerel…what happened?” Chuuya’s voice becomes very soft before Dazai pulls away and tries to speak.
“I ran into Ranpo, he threatened me because he knows about all 3 of us. He’s certain Inari won’t understand and…” Chuuya gently thumbs the tears falling out of Dazai’s eyes.
“Ranpo, that fucking snake. Hey listen, it’s gonna be alright. If you get summoned to Inari, I will go with you and explain everything so you won’t be alone.” Chuuya gives a genuine smile and it seems to make Dazai’s heart beat faster- rather than panic but with a new feeling of love swarming in his veins.
“What if Inari prohibits me from being around you guys though?”
“Has that stopped us before Osamu?” Chuuya’s voice sounds so sultry and he smirks as he leans his face close up towards the brunette. Dazai’s eyes soften and fill with lust as their noses touch and he lets out a breathless laugh- goddamn, he was so stupid wasn’t he?
“No..no it hasn’t” Chuuya’s hands begin to cradle his face and Dazai moves in to capture his lips within his.
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“Aah~ Chuuya…” Dazai whines out as Chuuya enters him from behind. His toes curl at the feeling of being used harshly by Chuuya. His hands are gripping into the soft silks of the love hotel's bed and all he can see in the mirror is his own aroused reflection looking back at him.
Chuuya after talking with Dazai had informed him of what was going on. Namely, you had messaged Chuuya on his cell phone (you 3 had decided to get phones to keep in touch just in case something happened while you were away from the house). You had told Chuuya that the meeting was going to be a bit longer than you anticipated and you wouldn’t be home in the next couple of hours- you also mentioned you tried getting in touch with Dazai and let him know so he could take your car and go back home for a little bit and you’d text him later, however he wasn’t responding (thanks to his panic attack from Ranpo) and you messaged Chuuya to make sure he was alright. Chuuya walked to the city and found your car was still close to the office and then he noticed Dazai in the doorway of the supermarket and after calming him down and realizing they had some time to themselves lead them to a love hotel not too far from your office.
Wasting no time, the boys had shed their clothes and began to kiss harshly. Dazai still having a slip of an adrenaline rush from his previous attack made his arousal kickstart in thanks to the residue of hormones.
“Ssh.. you’re too tense” Chuuya coos to Dazai, a hand lovingly placed underneath his bandaged neck, feeling how his Adam's apple bobs just under the touch of his fingers. Dazai feels vulnerable at seeing his own mirror image reflect just how disheveled he is. Chuuya’s slender fingers are slowly being inserted into him and he kneels and whines against it.
“Chuuya…please..” Dazai’s head falls onto the pillows and he mentally curses when he feels another finger being entered into him. The redhead subtly drives him crazy. Chuuya’s length rests just against the crevice of his ass, already weeping and Dazai licks his lips in anticipation.
In the past, Dazai had always topped mainly out of his own pride because he loved teasing Chuuya and would never allow himself to be subbed. However, after today Dazai didn’t mind being taken care of and a part of him was excited to see how good Chuuya was- after all he would watch with such adoration and an intensity when he watched the redhead’s cock enter in and out of your own cunt and he could feel the want and need to be filled by him becoming more present- but his own self-inflated ego would rather die than simply as Chuuya. However, as he was currently being finger fucked by the man, he wondered why he didn’t ask for this earlier.
“There we go~” Chuuya chuckles as he leans his body over Dazai’s. He gives a kiss to Dazai’s neck as he manages to curl his finger up to hit against Dazai’s prostate. Dazai lets out a whine at the feeling of pleasure that spirals within his lower abdomen. His erection lays neglected between his legs, allowing the exposed glans to gently rub against the silk sheets allowing them to become somewhat stained by his precum that drips.
“Chuuya…you’re teasing me…please” Dazai cries out again. Chuuya clicks his tongue and then decides to add a third finger, causing the brunette to draw in a quick intake of air as he quivers and shakes in response.
“I can’t just fuck you like that mackerel, need to ease you into this.” Chuuya moves back and watches as Dazai begins to move himself onto Chuuya’s fingers. A soft groan bubbles inside of Chuuya’s throat as he watches how needy Dazai was. He didn’t want to rush this, but he’s starting to lose his resolve at the noises coming out from Dazai’s mouth. As he continues to fuck Dazai with his fingers, he manages to grab some lube from the bedside table and rub it on his own needy length.
“Be a good boy for me Osamu alright?” Dazai whines and whimpers after Chuuya removes his fingers and wipes a small bit of lube against Dazai’s ass- something that felt a bit cold that made Dazai shiver. Chuuya moved to get into position as he readied to mount Dazai. He rubs his length teasingly against his entrance. Loving at how Dazai was reacting to him.
He takes his time pressing his length inside of the brunette. He whines out at how tight Dazai is around his cock. His hand reaches and begins to entangle within Dazai’s soft locks of hair. Keeping him pinned down against the pillows as he moves himself within him.
Dazai can’t take it, he whines, he mewls against the redhead’s thrusts. His hands are clenched in the sheets and he arches his back so he can appreciate Chuuya’s length inside of him. Chuuya’s tip brushes against his prostate and it nearly chokes him with the pleasure of each thrust.
“Good boy Osamu…good boy” Chuuya purrs against Dazai’s ear. Dazai flushes with arousal and embarrassment- namely because of remembering calling Chuuya that many, many moons ago. A cocky smile to match the man’s rhythm as he slows down to let Dazai feel every vein, every inch of exposed cock that is nestled within him. Dazai’s eyes tear up again, not because of sadness or panic, but because of utter frustration and pleasure that has completely overridden any thoughts he was currently having.
In the mirror in front of him, all he can see is his neck completely marked with bites and hickeys from Chuuya’s love. He always knew Chuuya’s love language was biting and he remembers the times he would hide the marks as best as he could whenever he would return back to Inari’s side the next day. A secret the two men had shared, first deciding to sleep with each other as friends then turned lovers- god he was so glad he was able to rekindle his relationship with the redhead, he missed the attention he received from him. After all, the reason he teased Chuuya so much was just to incite attention from him, a coy game perhaps but one that made his heart skip a beat at how easily flustered Chuuya could get from just him.
But now this was new, he almost felt a kinship with you- despite you not being around at the moment. But almost a glorified intimacy at the fact you both had the same cock inside of you. The same cock that produced pleasure as he seen countless times watching you two fuck, was now causing the same reaction within him- something about that had sent him over the edge, not even touching his own cock as it began to sputter out cum onto the sheets below- a strangled moan in his own throat. He hears the chuckle from the man behind him.
“That was fast Osamu, too pent up are we?” But by even judging by the sound of Chuuya’s voice, Dazai could also tell he was getting close. There hadn’t been a lot of intimacy between all 3 of you just out of fear for sending you into an earlier pregnancy. Mainly oral sex and heavy petting but all 3 of you were feeling the effects of sleeping naked together but not fully acting on impulses. Almost in a sense of irritation, Dazai had found himself wanting to fuck you so hard that the baby would just come out and they could continue making love to you. However, despite his impulses he would talk himself out of that.
“Shut up..” Dazai hid his face in the pillows. His face was as red as the walls in the room at this point. He moved to peer his eyes up at his reflection, namely to look as Chuuya still rutted against him. His face was flushed and he was biting his lips while his brow was furrowed in concentration- he was close. His rhythm having less motion and Dazai whined as he was given a dry orgasm after his prostate had been overstimulated by the cock inside of him.
“Chuuya!” He whines out and Chuuya forcefully pulls his head back. Dazai can feel the warmth of Chuuya’s seed as it seeps inside of him as well as it pools around Chuuya’s still inserted length and out of his hole.
“Dazai…” Chuuya cries out as he places a loving hand on the underside of Dazai’s belly. Keeping his hips still as he spills his seed inside, keeping himself steady before he manages to pull himself out and fall limply to the brunette’s side. His eyes full of love as he chuckles and looks over at Dazai’s flustered form.
Chuuya places a hand across Dazai’s cheek and places their foreheads together. Dazai hums and closes his eyes as he feels content. When he reopens it he is met by Chuuya’s bright blue eyes that almost make him fluster just a tiny bit.
“I’m not gonna worry about Ranpo or Inari for that matter. And I know she will fight tooth and nail to keep all of us together, Inari be damned honestly, it just isn’t like you Dazai to be this worried about stuff” Chuuya softly responds as he pulls the blankets up around them- knowing their time will be up soon and they’ll have to go and get you from work. Dazai sighs and the sour taste regains inside of his mouth.
“It’s just this is Inari we are talking about- our literal life creator, to go against our own god is seen as something worthy of consequences. If he wants us to be apart, even if we are coy, getting caught is something I can’t fathom- especially for her and the child. I didn’t want to hurt you all, so if that meant leaving and being an observer on the outside would be good enough for me. I’m still…” Before Dazai can even go on his tangent, Chuuya presses his lips against Dazai’s, effectively shutting the other male up. Dazai flusters a tiny bit but gives himself into the kiss.
“See, do I need to fuck you again to get your brain to shut up?” Chuuya slyly chuckles, but Dazai knows his words do hold meaning and his throat dries up with excitement- he never knew Chuuya to be this self-confident perhaps you had brought it out in him. Dazai coyly looks to the side, his mouth pressed into a lopsided smile.
“Maybe” He whispers before he sees Chuuya break out into a smile and his heart leaps once again. He had never felt so warm before in a long time. And he gives himself once again to the male, while being fucked by him he imagined you kneeled in front of you so he could eat you out as he was being fucked by Chuuya.
With each thrust of his hips helped to dispel the thoughts that were spinning madly in his head. He came once again, this time around the redhead’s lips and mouth- tantalizing blue eyes that could send him spiraling into the astral plains himself if he wasn’t careful. As he chuckles and smiles kindly down at him.
“Gods, I love you so much,” Dazai whispers. Both of you he thinks, knowing you weren’t here physically at the moment, but spiritually he could always feel your presence.
“Love you too mackerel, here we gotta get cleaned up and pick them up. I was thinking maybe we could go out for supper tonight, since we are in town already” Chuuya sits on the edge of the bed and begins to put his clothes back on. While his back is turned to Dazai, Dazai can feel his tails wagging and he smiles.
“Yeah, I’d really like that and oh Chu?” He calls out to him.
Chuuya gives a simple hum to acknowledge Dazai.
“Thank you,” Dazai whispers to him. Embarrassed to show this much vulnerability towards anyone. Chuuya merely turns around and smiles at him.
“It’s alright, come on now let’s go pick them up”