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Chuuya let out a sigh of relief, stepping into his apartment and immediately throwing his keys onto the couch aswell as taking off his shoes and kicking them off to the side somewhere. The place was completely dark except for the faint light coming from the windows and the warm glow of the microwave. Chuuya rubbed his eyes, swiftly taking off his hat and placing it on the hat rack that stood beside the door as he walked past it and into the kitchen. His head hurt like crazy and his whole body ached. As he stepped into the kitchen he turned on the light, squinting as he made his way towards the wine cabinet. His hands seemingly moved on their own as he took out his favourite bottle of wine and carefully poured himself a glass. Chuuya looked between the bottle and glass, eyeing both of them. The man simply just scoffed to himself as he placed the glass down and took a swig from the bottle, walking out the room and making his way to the bathroom. Chuuya walked through the hallway, his free hand trailing against the wall as he walked through the darkness. Eventually, he made it to the bathroom, turning on the light and once again having to squint until his eyes adjusted to the sudden brightness. Chuuya groaned as he leaned down, putting in the plug and running a bath. He then glanced at his watch..
01:36
Chuuya let out a sigh and began walking out the bathroom just as the door rang. Chuuya paused for a second, debating whether to open the door or just ignore it and continue to run himself a bath. However, before he could come to a decision, the ringing of the doorbell cut through the silence of the apartment yet again. Chuuya grunted in annoyance, quickly turning and stomping his way towards the door. Just as he was about to shout at whoever was behind the door for ringing his doorbell such a late hour (even though he wasn’t actually sleeping) Chuuya stopped in his tracks. His annoyance soon turned into a mixture of anger and surprise. Standing outside the door was the one and only Dazai Osamu.
Chuuya looked Dazai up and down, noticing the small hint of mischief in his eyes. Chuuya let out a long sigh, scratching his forehead as he stepped to the side. His movement was a silent invitation for Dazai to go inside.
Dazai would constantly go to Chuuya’s house whenever he was alone, or if he didn’t trust himself to be alone with his thoughts. It was some sort of little routine they had built up together. Usually, Chuuya would just sit in the bath and Dazai would do whatever around the apartment. The main point was that they were still close to each other.
Dazai smirked, knowing full well that his unexpected arrival would piss Chuuya off, he also knew that the man would still let him walk into the apartment no matter what.
Dazai stepped inside and closed the door behind him before turning back to Chuuya with a smirk.
“You’re such an alcoholic, Chuuya. ”
Dazai said in a mocking tone as he began to take off his jacket.
“Don’t even start with me right now, Dazai.”
Chuuya said in a tired, but still frustrated, tone of voice. Chuuya closed the door as he took another swig from his bottle. Chuuya then turned on the lamp, the room immediately began to glow in a warm yellow light.
“Shoes. off. I don’t want mud on the carpet.”
He said as he walked into the room further and placed his hand out, ready to take Dazai’s coat for him. Although he would rather not cater to the brunette man, Chuuya was unfortunately a gentleman and that meant that he constantly did small things which always ended up with him tending to Dazai in some way.
Chuuya held eye contact with Dazai as he stepped close..almost too close, and handed him his coat. Something about the way he stepped slightly closer than usual made his heart beat faster. Chuuya took a deep breath, calming himself down, before walking towards the coatrack and hanging up Dazai’s coat neatly. When he turned back around, Dazai had placed his shoes neatly where he usually did.
“Better?” Dazai asked, his tone partly mocking as he sat down on the couch. Chuuya rolled his eyes as he made his way towards Dazai and stood beside the couch. As much as he liked having Dazai around, he always liked to keep up appearances and pretend that he hated it.
Chuuya took another swig from the wine bottle before speaking.
"Yeah but I’m sure you’ll find another way to piss me off, won’t you?” Chuuya said with a tone of annoyance as he looked at Dazai from the corner of his eye.
Dazai chuckled and stretched his limbs. Dazai always thought that Chuuya’s couch was unusually comfortable so whenever he came over he always liked to sit on it..and other things..
“Sit with me, won’t you?”
Chuuya looked at him for a moment, raising an eyebrow as he placed the bottle of wine down on the coffee table.
“Yeah yeah, lemme turn off the bath.” Dazai watched with a smile on his face as Chuuya turned and walked towards the bathroom, turning off the bath. He never understood why Chuuya never seemed to mind him just randomly turning up at his house like this, not only that but he also allowed Dazai to stay for as long as he wanted.
Dazai leaned back against the couch, a small, almost fond, smile on his face as he remembered all the times he had snuck into Chuuya’s apartment, each time being welcomed (somewhat) warmly by the man. Dazai looked at Chuuya as the man sat down beside him. He couldn’t help noticing how…peaceful, the man looked as he leaned back against the couch and closed his eyes. Something about the scene made Dazai’s chest feel tight, but he pushed the feeling down before Chuuya had the chance to notice. Dazai leaned back a little as well, resting his arm along the top of the sofa behind Chuuya’s shoulder. Chuuya just let out a relaxed sigh, enjoying the moment of silence between them.
It wasn’t often that they both allowed themselves to be together in the same room and enjoy the moment in peace but when they did it was something they both liked. Since they got older they had a lot more moments of comfortable silence between them and Chuuya was partly thankful for that. Chuuya payed no mind to Dazai’s arm as it stretched out behind him, simply just enjoying the comfort of the other man as they sat close together on the couch.
…That was until Dazai interrupted..
Dazai sat in comfortable silence beside Chuuya, slowly noticing the small details. The way how Chuuya’s hair was tied back into a ponytail, showing off the man’s sharp features more. The way his shirt was unbuttoned slightly, revealing his collarbone and a little of his chest. Dazai shifted ever so slightly in his spot as he stared at the man sitting next to him, admiring the way how Chuuya looked so relaxed.
Dazai spoke with a genuine smile on his face.
"Your hair looks nice tied back like that.”
Chuuya hummed in response, smiling softly while keeping his eyes closed. Chuuya took a swig from his bottle before speaking.
“Thanks.”
Chuuya turned to look at Dazai, his blue eyes staring him down. The alcohol was slowly starting to take effect, making his eyes slightly red and his lips were stained red due to the colour of the wine. Dazai swallowed as Chuuya’s blue eyes met his brown ones. The faint glow from the kitchen lights made the man’s blue eyes seem even brighter. Dazai tried to speak but found it hard to form any words.
"You’re pretty drunk, huh?”
Dazai said with a teasing tone of voice, trying to distract himself from how the man’s lips were stained red from the wine. Chuuya chuckled, his eyes watching Dazai’s face closely as his eyes fell to his lips. Chuuya payed no attention to it and continued to watch his face. Slowly Chuuya looked away, taking a sip from his bottle.
“It makes it easier to deal with you.”
He said in a half joking manner, his tongue licking his bottom lip as a small drop of wine fell down it. Dazai let out a soft chuckle at Chuuya’s sarcastic comment, his eyes quickly tracing over the man’s tongue as he licked his bottom lip, watching the drop of wine slowly fall down it. Dazai felt his heart begin to race even more, his mind suddenly starting to fill with thoughts that should not be there. Dazai turned away quickly before Chuuya had a chance to notice the way he was looking at him, a small hint of red appearing on his cheeks. Dazai let out a slight cough before speaking.
"I’m not that bad, am I?”
Chuuya watched as Dazai looked away, clearing his throat. His lips curled into a smirk, finding it slightly amusing how painfully obvious Dazai was with his thoughts. Chuuya thought for a moment, leaning back against the couch as his head gently rested on Dazai’s arm that was stretched across the back of the couch.
“Mmm…I’m not drunk enough to answer that.”
He said before taking another drink. Dazai’s face became slightly redder in colour the second Chuuya’s head rested against his arm, feeling the man’s soft ginger hair against his skin. It was at that moment that Dazai realised that Chuuya clearly could not tell how he was affecting him.
Dazai spoke with a small, strangled chuckle, hoping that Chuuya would just think his cough was more than it actually was.
"You’ll get there soon then.”
Chuuya rolled his eyes, chuckling softly and subconsciously leaning closer to the warmth of Dazai’s body. His shoulder leaned against Dazai’s side, sitting comfortably next to him as heir legs touched. His head rested on Dazai’s shoulder and due to the alcohol clouding his brain and thoughts Chuuya didn’t even question if what he was doing was weird or unusual.
“Whatever, don’t act like you’re always sober..”
He said, smirking as he took another swig from his bottle of wine. Although he could not see it, Dazai’s mind was racing. The way Chuuya was leaning against him so easily, almost like it was second nature to him…
Dazai was slowly coming undone. It was like Chuuya was completely unaware of the fact that Dazai could feel his head resting against his shoulder, that he could feel the man’s legs against his own, could feel the man’s hair ever so gently caressing against his arm…
Dazai swallowed thickly before speaking in a slightly hoarse voice.
"I never said I was sober.”
Chuuya tilted his head up slowly, looking at Dazai. His eyes rested on the brunettes lips as he spoke, unable to look away.
“You drank before you came here?”
His eyes then moved up to finally look into the other man’s eyes, studying his face and noticing the slight look of haziness in his eyes. Dazai swallowed again, suddenly feeling exposed as Chuuya looked at him with a look of curiosity in his eyes, not breaking eye contact. It was like Chuuya was staring into Dazai’s soul and reading every single one of his thoughts, making Dazai’s heart beat even faster in his chest.
He nodded with a hum, eyes flickering from Chuuya’s eyes back to the man’s lips again, and again. Dazai let out a soft ‘mhm’ as he spoke, voice still a little strained.
"Yeah…yeah I did. ”
The tension in the room was quickly getting thicker and thicker, making both of the men feel hotter and hotter by the second. Chuuya shifted slightly, his body turning to face Dazai a little bit more. Chuuya noticed the way Dazai looked at his lips and he couldn’t help but return the glance, looking at the other man’s lips with the same hungry eyes. It felt like the sound of their breathing and movement were the only noises in the room, it only made the moment feel more intimate.
“Ah I see..”
Chuuya said, his eyes still trying to figure out weither to look at Dazai’s lips or his eyes. Dazai watched with baited breath as Chuuya’s body turned towards him a little more, making the already hot room feel like it was on fire. Dazai’s brain was racing as he slowly found himself unable to look away from Chuuya’s lips, seeing the way they were slightly open and slightly stained with wine, leaving the man’s slightly
red lips a little bit chapped but also…plump.
Dazai spoke in a low, almost hoarse voice, his mind slowly growing more hazy and hazy.
“Mhm… ”
Chuuya impulsively leaned closer, the alcohol taking complete control over his thoughts. His eyes rested on Dazai’s lips, they looked so..kissable? Chuuya looked at Dazai’s face fully, his messy brown hair and ominous brown eyes. Maybe it was just the alcohol but suddenly Dazai looked…very. Attractive. Almost too good to resist…
“Yeah…”
Chuuya said, his voice coming out slightly breathless. Dazai watched in a daze as Chuuya began to lean even closer to him. His heart was racing in his chest as he began to breathe more and more heavily, finding himself unable to look away, feeling pulled in by Chuuya’s blue, hazy eyes. Dazai’s arm was still stretched across the back of the couch, still not moving, still frozen in place. He spoke again in an even more low, strained voice.
"Mhm... “
Dazai was barely even thinking at this point, his eyes glued onto Chuuya, his brain practically screaming for him to get closer. Dazai’s chest was rising and falling steadily, his breathing becoming heavier and heavier. He could feel how close Chuuya’s face was to his own, almost painfully so. Dazai’s brown eyes stared down at Chuuya’s lips for a few more seconds, his tongue slowly slipping out to lick his own lips.
Dazai spoke in a low voice, words practically dripping with lust.
"…yeah.. ”
Chuuya could hear voice in his head, yelling at him to move away. He knew he should listen but the alcohol only worked to make him do the opposite. Chuuya watched as Dazai licked his lips, the sight only making the voice in his head louder..
Eventually, the alcohol took over Chuuya’s mind. He felt like he was left alone with his desires. Slowly chuuya leaned in closer, almost closing the gap between them. His eyes were closed as he paused, as if he was waiting for Dazai to make the next move…
Dazai was practically lost in the moment. There was still a very small part of his brain that told him not to do this with Chuuya, but right now he could not think of any reasons why he shouldn’t. As Chuuya leaned closer, Dazai felt his heart beat faster than ever before, knowing that there was not much space between their lips. Dazai wanted, no, needed, to feel Chuuya against him.
Slowly, Dazai leaned forwards until their lips touched. As their lips touched, chuuya let out a deep breath from his nose. He gently pressed himself forward, picking up the bottle of wine between his legs and placing it in one of the more secure places on the couch. Dazai’s heart felt like it was going to burst out of his chest, his breathing picking up as their lips met for the first time. Dazai leaned forwards quickly, almost desperately, as Chuuya’s lips met his own, feeling the man’s soft lips against his own for the first time.
Dazai brought one hand up to gently cup the side of Chuuya's face, his fingers burying themselves in the mess of the man’s ginger hair. Dazai slowly pulled Chuuya closer, practically craving the man’s touch. Chuuya let out a hum into the kiss, his breathing slowly picking up. He moved his arms to wrap around the other man’s neck, pulling him closer and shifting his body so he was sitting up more. In one swift movement, Chuuya changed position so he could sit on Dazai’s leg. One knee rested between his legs and the other on the lest side of his thigh. Dazai’s hands slipped down to hold Chuuya’s waist while Chuuya’s hands just moved to cup Dazai’s face. Dazai let out a quiet gasp the second that Chuuya slid forwards to sit on his leg, suddenly having the man’s body pressed up against his own. He could have sworn that the noise that escaped his throat was almost a moan as he slid one hand down to Chuuya’s thigh, holding it tightly as his other hand continued to bury itself in Chuuya’s hair. Dazai felt like his heart was going to explode, feeling Chuuya’s hands grip at the sides of his face. Dazai couldn’t help but moan softly into Chuuya’s mouth…
Their kiss deepened as Chuuya moved his body, almost sitting on Dazai’s lap at this point. Dazai’s hands began roaming Chuuya’s body, his fingers tracing the man’s slim waist up and down slowly. Dazai felt like he was on fire, unable to get enough of Chuuya’s touch. Chuuya’s fingers gently grazed the side of Dazai’s hair, slowly moving and getting tangled in the mess of waves. Chuuya felt the vibrations of Dazai’s moan and a shiver spilled down his spine. Chuuya’s body hovered over Dazai’s leg as he gently slipped his tongue into the kiss.
Dazai’s head was spinning violently. The feeling of having Chuuya’s body pressed against his own was almost overwhelming, having him sitting on his leg like this was making Dazai’s brain almost go blank. Chuuya’s skin was soft, his waist small, and his hair was messy. Dazai found it hard to think of anything other than the man currently sitting on top of him.
The sound of their lips moving against each other echoed around the room, as well as the fact that Dazai did not even try to hold back his moan as Chuuya’s tongue slipped into his mouth. Chuuya let out a soft whimper as he breathed out, his tongue exploring every inch of Dazai’s mouth. Chuuya couldn’t tell why but the kiss felt so good. The way Dazai’s hands traveled all over his body, gripping at his thigh and occasionally grazing over his ass,
Was making his body feel hot. Chuuya’s hands moved down Dazai’s neck, all the way to his chest and teasingly playing with the buttons. Dazai let out another low moan, unable to keep the noise down as Chuuya’s tongue slipped into his mouth, exploring every inch of it. Each time Chuuya’s tongue brushed against his own a shiver would run down Dazai’s spine, his body feeling like it was on fire.
Dazai’s hands seemed to have a mind of their own, still gripping at Chuuya’s waist and thigh. Dazai felt Chuuya’s hands play with the buttons of his shirt, driving him insane with the teasing nature. Chuuya let out a soft gasp into the kiss as Dazai’s hands desperately traveled all over his body, squeezing the back of his thighs. His fingers began to undo Dazai’s waistcoat, moving down his chest as he did so. Chuuya slowly pulled away, starting to get slightly lightheaded from the lack of air. He panted softly, looking down into Dazai’s eyes for a brief moment as he still stood on his knees between Dazai’s legs. Chuuya couldn’t help but smirk as he leaned forward, connecting their lips once again.
It was very obvious that Chuuya didn’t just want to kiss tonight…
Dazai’s body felt like it was on fire. Having Chuuya so close to him, hovering over his lap, sitting on his leg while Chuuya’s hands fumbled with the buttons of Dazai’s waistcoat, practically driving him crazy with each touch. The second their lips met again Dazai let out another soft moan, his hands almost automatically travelling over Chuuya’s body.
Dazai found it hard to speak, his brain almost unable to process what was happening, but he managed to get out just one word...
”…Bed.”
Chuuya let out a muffled sound, gently but firmly pulling at Dazai’s collar as he attempted to stand up. His heart was racing and his mind was going crazy. Bed? Were they seriously about to do this? Chuuya could only feel his body getting hotter and hotter. Dazai’s hands gripped Chuuya’s waist tight, one hand travelling down his thigh and lifting his leg as he stood up. Chuuya waisted no time in wrapping his arms around the taller man’s neck, allowing him to pick him up. Dazai felt like he was in a fever dream. He gently wrapped his arms around Chuuya’s thighs as they locked around his waist, picking the man up and making his way towards the bedroom. Dazai’s legs moved almost on autopilot, as his mind was almost completely hazy and unfocused. As he reached the bedroom, Dazai sat and leaned back onto the bed with Chuuya still in his arms.
Dazai fell back onto the blankets with Chuuya on top of him, his hands roaming all over the man’s body, grabbing handfuls of his thighs as their lips reconnected. Chuuya let out a small gasp as they sat down but quickly followed Dazai and leaned on top of him. His hands quickly continued to fumble with Dazai’s buttons as Chuuya straddled the other man. He let out a soft whimper as he continued to kiss the other man, his need for air getting more and more intense yet he didn’t want to pull away. Dazai found it harder and harder to focus with each passing second. Chuuya’s hands fumbling with the buttons of his waistcoat and shirt while they kissed, straddling Dazai’s lap, was practically driving Dazai insane.
As the need for air became more and more desperate, Dazai finally pulled away, a thin string of saliva connecting their lips. Dazai panted heavily, chest rising and falling, trying to catch his breath. Chuuya held back a small wine as Dazai pulled away, panting heavily as his lips hastily began kissing across his jawline. His rosey lips pressed against his jawline, kissing it softly. Finally, he finished undoing Dazai’s waistcoat. He quickly moved onto his shirt, his hands slightly unsteady due to the alcohol in his system but still working to undo the buttons on his stripy shirt. Dazai’s head fell back a little as Chuuya’s lips latched onto his jawline, his eyes closing slightly as each kiss pressed against his skin. The feeling was electric, sending sparks down Dazai’s spine with each gentle touch. However, the second Dazai felt Chuuya’s hands fumble with the buttons on his shirt, another shiver went down his spine.
Dazai’s breathing picked up, his hands wandering all over Chuuya’s body, grabbing at his thighs tightly. Chuuya let out a soft moan at the way Dazai so shamelessly griped his thighs, his breath dripping with lust. As more and more of Dazai’s skin was revealed Chuuya began moving his kisses down further and further on Dazai’s body. His lips pressed against the patches of skin that weren’t covered by bandages. Dazai was practically melting underneath the kisses Chuuya left all over his body. Each one sent small flutters down his spine, making Dazai shiver with each brush of Chuuya’s lips. Dazai wanted, no, needed, to feel more of Chuuya. He wanted to feel the man’s skin against his. He wanted to feel Chuuya.
Dazai’s fingers dug into Chuuya’s thighs, leaving light marks on the man’s skin with each touch. Chuuya paused his kisses for a moment, biting his lip to try and muffle the small moan that escaped his mouth.
“Mmh….”
He gently continued to kiss at Dazai’s body, his breathing constantly hitching when Dazai’s grip tightened for a moment or two. Dazai’s brain felt like it was going to melt any second now. Every noise that came from Chuuya’s mouth drove Dazai insane, the little mewls and whimpers were almost too much to handle. Dazai had to try and focus on not accidentally leaving too many marks on Chuuya’s skin, but that proved to be somewhat difficult.
Dazai’s fingers continued to dig into Chuuya’s thighs, gripping the soft skin tightly. Dazai swallowed hard, his chest rising and falling quickly. Eventually, Chuuya managed to fully undo Dazai’s shirt. He wasted no time in brushing his fingers over the brunette’s bandaged chest. His hands shook at the feeling of his bare skin, soft and warm underneath his fingers.
Chuuya continued to kiss lower and lower, his lips reaching his belt before moving back up again. Chuuya breathed in sharply at the feeling of Dazai’s fingers digging into his thighs, letting out a moan.
“Nngh”
Dazai’s eyes were almost locked on Chuuya’s every movement. Each brush of Chuuya’s fingers against his skin made Dazai shiver, feeling the soft, yet firm, touch of the man against his bare chest. It was driving Dazai insane. Whenever Dazai’s fingers dug into the soft flesh of Chuuya’s thighs, the man would moan softly, sending yet another shiver down Dazai’s spine. Dazai’s chest rose and fell rapidly, his heart beating violently. Chuuya slowly moved his legs, crawling backwards down his body. This, unfortunately, meant that Chuuya could no longer feel Dazai gripping onto his thighs. The man let out a shaky breath against his stomach, moving further and further down his body. Dazai sat up on his elbows, looking at Chuuya. The ginger’s hands slowly moved down to where his lips were, resting on top of Dazai’s belt. Slowly he looked up at Dazai through his
hair as some of the loose strands hung in his face, seemingly asking for permission. Dazai was practically melting. The feeling of Chuuya’s kisses working their way down his body was almost overwhelming, and the sight of Chuuya’s face hovering near his belt almost made Dazai whimper. Chuuya looked so beautiful like this, staring up at Dazai with his hair falling into his face, his lips so close to…
Dazai almost forgot how to breathe for several seconds. He knew exactly what Chuuya was asking permission for. Dazai wanted it, needed it, like air. Chuuya noticed the desperate look in Dazai’s eyes, smirking as he quickly began to undo his the belt. His breathing was shaky as he prepared himself for what he would possibly have to do. He couldn’t help but wonder dirty things like what he tasted like, or how big it was, something about the slight curiosity in his mode made the situation more intense. Dazai felt like he was about to lose whatever was left of his mind. The second Chuuya started to undo the buckle of his belt, Dazai found it hard to focus. His body felt like it was going to explode, his heart beating so fast he would be surprised if Chuuya couldn’t hear it.
God, Dazai wanted Chuuya so, so badly. His mind was reeling, each breath harder to take than the last. Dazai could almost feel his brain melting. Everything about Chuuya was just so perfect. Chuuya could feel the heat radiating off of Dazai’s body, as well as the soft moans and shaky breaths that he let out every now and then. Chuuya couldn’t help but smirk to himself, feeling a sense of pride at how much he could make Dazai melt under his touch.
The second he finished unbuckling the belt, he began working on the button of Dazai’s jeans. Undoing it and then pulling down the zip. Dazai’s head fell back against the pillows, his chest rising and falling heavily as each breath felt harder to swallow. He couldn’t focus on anything but Chuuya, and the way he was slowly but surely undoing his jeans. Dazai bit softly into his lip, trying to muffle the sounds that were so desperately trying to escape his mouth.
Dazai’s heart was going to burst, each movement Chuuya made adding to that feeling of his brain slowly being fried by Chuuya touching him. Chuuya took a shaky breath as his fingers gently rested at the side of the man’s trousers, tugging at them slightly. He pulled them down just to about his upper thigh, leaving his boxers exposed. Chuuya looked up at Dazai through his lustrous eyes, his face was still slightly flushed from all the alcohol. Chuuya slowly leaned down, continuing to watch Dazai as his lips hovered over the material of Dazai’s boxers. Dazai found it hard to look away from Chuuya, his eyes watching the man’s every move. Dazai felt like his whole body was on fire, the feeling of Chuuya’s soft breath hitting the sensitive area between his thighs was making Dazai feel like he was going to lose his mind.
With every movement Chuushi made, Dazai’s breathing got more and more strangled. Dazai’s hands moved of their own free will, his fingers digging into the blankets beneath him. Slowly, Chuuya leant down and placed a gentle kiss on Dazai’s length through the soft material. The ginger let out a soft hum, sending vibrations down the fabric, before placing another kiss. His lips pressed against Dazai, each peck becoming slightly more and more firm. Chuuya’s lips felt so good pressed against him. The feeling of Chuuya’s breath, the way his lips felt, the warmth of his skin so close to Dazai’s body was almost too much to bear.
Dazai’s head thumped hard against the pillows, as a quiet whimper escaped Dazai’s mouth. Every nerve in his body was on edge, screaming for more of Chuuya. Dazai let out a soft gasp, the feeling of Chuuya’s lips against his length through the thin material making Dazai shiver. He gripped the blankets beneath him, his knuckles turning white. The feel of Chuuya’s lips pressing against him sent a jolt of electricity through Dazai’s spine, and each kiss made Dazai’s breaths more and more strangled.
His chest was rising and falling rapidly, his heart beating faster than ever before. Dazai didn’t know how much more of Chuuya’s kisses he could take. Chuuya’s fingers slowly moved up Dazai’s torso, tracing across his stomach and resting on his chest before moving all the way back down again. As he kissed Dazai and pressed his lips more firmly against him, he could feel the outline of Dazai slowly getting harder and harder beneath him. A small smirk rested on Chuuya’s face as he purposefully pressed his lips against the tip of Dazai’s length, teasing him through the grey material. Dazai could hardly breathe by this point. Every touch, every kiss, every slight brush of Chuuya’s lips against his length was making Dazai shiver and shudder. Dazai felt like he could pass out, or die, from how overstimulating it all was.
The sound of Dazai’s pants echoed around the room as the man’s breaths became more and more strangled with each kiss Chuuya planted against the fabric. Dazai couldn’t even think straight anymore, his mind feeling like a hot, liquid mess of incoherency. Chuuya slowly slipped his tongue out of his mouth, brushing it against the fabric and allowing his saliva to drip from it. A dark grey patch of wet began to form, defining more and more of the other man’s tip as it rested just below. Chuuya let his tongue lick and lick at the area, tasting the salty pre-come that had dripped from Dazai’s length and blended into the mix of his saliva and the material. Dazai’s brain was practically mush by this point. The feel of Chuuya’s tongue against the wet, sensitive area made Dazai shiver and shudder. Dazai’s breaths were strangled and harsh, his fingers gripping at the blankets beneath him.
He couldn’t think straight, all he could feel, see, think about was Chuuya. The man’s touch, the way he teased Dazai so perfectly, everything about him was driving Dazai crazy. Dazai wanted more, no, needed more than the light teasing. Chuuya then began to suck through the boxers, humming softly as he did so. Never in a million years did Chuuya ever expect to be sitting between Dazai’s legs and sucking him through his boxers, and yet somehow Chuuya felt so good about being there.
Chuuya’s mouth only became more wet with saliva as he continued to suck. Even he was beginning to get a little impatient with the teasing but it was a worth it to see the way Dazai gasped and bit his lip. Dazai was practically melting. Chuuya’s mouth was sending him to another world, his mind going black as his breathing picked up even more. Dazai’s hands had moved without him realising, now tangled into Chuuya’s hair. Dazai wasn’t thinking straight, the world was spinning, the only thing Dazai could focus on was how much he wanted Chuuya, how badly he needed him.
Dazai bit at his lip to try and muffle the soft moans that were trying to escape from his mouth. Chuuya let out a soft groan at the feeling of the other man’s hand in his hair, gripping it firmly. The ginger’s mind was going crazy at the taste of Dazai, licking up all of the pre that spread on the wet patch of Dazai’s boxers. Chuuya was a complete, drooling mess. He physically couldn’t help it anymore and lifted his head from Dazai’s underwear, immediately beginning to pull them down with his hands. The moment Chuuya lifted his head from Dazai, the man suddenly felt breathless. The feeling of Chuuya sucking him through his boxers was almost too much to handle, and the loss of that pressure suddenly felt like a punch in the gut for Dazai.
However, Dazai’s disappointment quickly melted away once he felt Chuuya’s hands tugging at the waistband of his boxers, quickly getting his brain going again. Dazai quickly lifted his hips from the bed, helping Chuuya in removing the last piece of fabric separating the two of them. Chuuya panted as he watched Dazai’s true length reveal itself from the now wet boxers. Chuuya looked at it for a moment, mentally preparing to probably obliterate his throat as he leaned down closer and closer to it. His back arched slightly as he gently took it in his hands, slowly beginning to pump him. Dazai could barely think straight, his breaths coming out in short, quick pants. The feeling of Chuuya’s hand on his length was so much more intense than it had been through the material, driving Dazai crazy. Dazai’s jaw felt slack, his mouth agape as heavy breaths left his mouth with each touch.
The look in Dazai’s eyes was practically feral, all lust and hunger. Dazai’s mind was reeling, each stroke of Chuuya’s hand was adding to the overwhelming feeling of heat. Chuuya let out a soft hum before pressing his lips against the tip. His mind was going crazy and he wanted nothing more than to taste Dazai.
Chuuya opened his mouth wider, gently beginning to move his head up and down. His mouth took more and more of Dazai into his mouth with each bob of his head, his hand stroking the parts that were left. Dazai’s breaths were practically gasps now, each breath heavier than the last as Chuuya slowly took him all in. The feeling was driving Dazai wild, all rationality gone from his mind.
Dazai’s hands were still tangled in Chuuya’s hair, grabbing and gripping the soft red locks as Chuuya moved his mouth and hands against him. Dazai was losing his mind, each bob of Chuuya's head was making Dazai shiver.
After a few more moments of sucking and chuuya swirling his tongue around Dazai’s length, he was already a hot mess. His jaw was beginning to hurt and his breathing was unsteady. Chuuya slowly pulled away, a cloudy string of Saliva still connecting him to Dazai’s length. Chuuya let out a soft cough and cleared his throat, still breathing heavily as he crawled forward to kiss Dazai once more. Chuuya’s voice was slightly more raspier than usual because of what he’d done. However, the sound went straight to Dazai’s head. The look on the man’s face, the way he looked so wrecked as Chuuya climbed towards him, Dazai found it all incredibly attractive.
As Chuuya connected their lips in another kiss, Dazai’s hands immediately snaked around the man’s waist. Dazai’s breaths were still laboured, pants escaping his mouth into the kiss. Chuuya hovered just above Dazai’s lap, his hips gently moving to occasionally grind against his exposed length. Chuuya let out soft whimpers into the kiss, his hands working to undo the buttons on his own waistcoat as Dazai’s hands explored his body. Dazai’s entire body shivered whenever Chuuya ground against him, each moan escaping the man’s mouth driving Dazai crazy. Dazai’s hands felt like they were everywhere at once, grabbing at Chuuya’s waist and hips and legs, trying to get more, more, more.
It was as if Dazai needed Chuuya more than he needed air, his mind consumed by the man above him and all that he made him feel.
Chuuya finally managed to take off his waistcoat, quickly taking it off his shoulders and mindlessly throwing it somewhere around the room. He then swiftly moved to his shirt, unbuttoning it as he continued to groan into the kiss. His hips continued to casually grind against Dazai, feeling the man against him and finding it hard to hold back the moans of his own.
Dazai’s fingers quickly took over unbuttoning Chuuya’s shirt once the ginger had gotten most of the buttons undone. All Dazai wanted was to feel Chuuya, to see his body, taste his skin, mark him. Dazai was going insane.
Each second Chuuya’s hips continued to rock against him was driving Dazai more and more crazy. The small, barely-contained moans and groans were driving Dazai mad, and each one that escaped made it so so much harder for Dazai to hold back. Chuuya moved his hands to Dazai’s hair, running his fingers through it and occasionally pulling at the brown locks as he allowed the other man to undress him. His calloused hands moved from one cluster of hair to another, gently tugging before moving away.
All of this, combined with the grinding and kissing sent Dazai into overdrive. In one swift moment, the taller man had flipped them over. He was now laying above Chuuya, pinning him to the mattress before quickly working on kissing him again.
Chuuya let out a soft gasp as Dazai suddenly pushed him onto his back, pinning him to the bed as he quickly connected their lips once more. Chuuya’s breaths were shaky and laboured as he kissed Dazai in return, his hips attempting to buck against Dazai, even pinned to the bed.
Every second felt like fire, his body hot to the touch. Chuuya’s fingers moved back into Dazai’s hair, twisting the locks between them as he felt overwhelmed in the best possible way.
Dazai let out a soft groan as Chuuya continued to try and move against him, only making him want him even more. The brunette’s fingers trailed down the other man’s torso before gently tugging at the waistband of his jeans. His fingers hastily moved to undo the button and remove the zip. Chuuya’s breaths became more and more laboured as Dazai’s hands travelled over his torso, the fingers gently tugging at his jeans. Chuuya’s body quivered in anticipation as Dazai’s hands quickly undid his jeans, the man impatient to feel Chuuya’s skin.
The air was thick with a mix of want and need. Dazai’s every movement made Chuuya shiver, and each breath was like fire. Chuuya was barely thinking, his mind clouded with the feeling of Dazai above of him.
Finally, Chuuya was free from his jeans and Dazai wasted no time in pulling them down. The black material was quickly pulled down the shorter man’s pale legs before being thrown somewhere in the room. Chuuya bit his lip as he watched Dazai practically tear his clothes off of him, all while having that same look of hunger in his eyes.
Dazai looked down at Chuuya, now only in his boxers, his body laid out before him. His every gasp and every shiver sent jolts through Dazai’s spine, his mind going blank with lust and want. The look on Dazai’s face was pure hunger, like a man who had been starving for months.
Dazai’s hands quickly started to move once more, grasping at Chuuya’s waist and thighs and hips. Dazai’s hands were desperate to feel all of Chuuya, all of his skin and muscle at once. Chuuya let out a soft moan at the feeling of Dazai’s hands as they gripped at his skin. Chuuya panted heavily, breaking away from the kiss so he could speak.
“Wait..a-ah..”
He said, gently moving away and leaning over to the bed side table. He pulled it open and searched for the bottle of lube he always kept just incase, while Dazai quickly began kissing and sucking his neck. Dazai was a complete mess as Chuuya pulled away, his body already missing the feeling of the man beneath him. His lips quickly moved to Chuuya’s neck as the shorter man moved to find the lube, and Dazai’s tongue and teeth gently nipped and sucked at Chuuya’s pale skin. He wanted to mark Chuuya, to leave behind a reminder of what they were doing.
The brunette’s hands were still on Chuuya’s hips, his fingers digging into the soft skin. Dazai was barely breathing, his chest was tight and his mind was hazy. Eventually Chuuya pulled his hand away from the drawer, as well as a bottle of Strawberry scented lube. He placed it beside him on the bed, leaving it to sit there as he moved his hands down to his waistband. Chuuya turned his head so he could continue Dazai and quickly began attempting to pull down his own Boxers. Dazai’s mouth slowly pulled away from Chuuya’s neck as the man laid back, the brunette’s breaths still heavy. His head was spinning but he could still see Chuuya, the man desperately trying to take off his boxers.
Dazai’s hands quickly moved to Chuuya’s wrists, stopping him from going any further. Dazai wanted to be the one to remove the last remaining piece of clothing, to see all of Chuuya’s perfect, flushed skin. The two men made eye contact, looking at each other with painfully desperate eyes. Chuuya slowly rested his hands by his side, propping himself up on his elbows as he watched Dazai’s fingertips move to the waistband of his boxers.
Chuuya’s heart was racing as his eyes followed Dazai’s movements. Dazai was barely breathing. The sight of Chuuya, laying before him, eyes wide and body flushed, was driving him mad. Dazai’s hands slowly moved to the waistline of Chuuya’s boxers, his fingers gently tugging at the elastic.
Dazai’s whole body was on fire, his mind was like a liquid mess of lust and want. The brunette was desperate to feel Chuuya, as much as possible. Dazai’s eyes continued to look into Chuuya’s, as if asking for permission. Chuuya gently nodded his head in response to Dazai’s look of consent. He then watched as Dazai pulled down his boxers, completely exposing him.
Chuuya let out a small gasp as his full body was revealed. Somehow, the sight of being exposed like this only turned Dazai on more. The sight of Chuuya completely exposed drove Dazai wild. He was just so so gorgeous, so perfect. Dazai’s eyes travelled all over the man's body as if he were trying to memorise every inch of skin. Every inch of muscle, of scar, the beautiful flushed, pale color of Chuuya's skin.
Dazai's breaths were shaky, more like pants, as he drank in the sight of Chuuya. Dazai's heart was racing, his body felt like it was on fire, and his mind was completely blank. Chuuya then reached over and picked up the lube from just a moment ago, holding it in front of Dazai and looking at him with his deep blue eyes. Dazai’s eyes widened at the sound of Chuuya’s voice. It was so breathless, almost a whisper, desperate and wrecked. Dazai took the lube, his hands shaking slightly, and opened the bottle.
He squeezed some of the liquid onto his fingers like he had a million times before, a habit at this point. However, this time he was doing it to prepare Chuuya, to take care of him. The thought made Dazai shiver.
“…please..”
Dazai’s eyes widened at the sound of Chuuya’s voice. It was so breathless, almost a whisper, desperate and wrecked. Dazai took the lube, his hands shaking slightly, and opened the bottle.
He squeezed some of the liquid onto his fingers like he had a million times before, a habit at this point. However, this time he was doing it to prepare Chuuya, to take care of him. The thought made Dazai shiver. Chuuya watched closely as Dazai poured some of the liquid onto his fingers, shaking slightly. The room was hot and stuffy and it only made the moment so much more intense.
Chuuya slowly spread his legs apart, his face suddenly pink with embarrassment. Dazai’s eyes darkened at the sight. Chuuya spread out before him like this was one of the most beautiful sights Dazai had ever seen. The flush of Chuaya’s face, his eyes all full of desperation and embarrassment, completely exposed and vulnerable.
Dazai’s breaths were still laboured, his heart was racing, his entire body was feeling hot and restless. The brunette couldn’t look away from Chuuya. Dazai’s free hand quickly went to Chuuya’s thigh, the touch light and careful. Dazai’s hand slowly caressed the skin before lightly pressing on the inside, pushing his legs open more. Dazai then lowered his other hand, carefully moving it closer and closer to Chuuya’s entrance. He took a shaky breath, looking at Chuuya once more before slowly slipping in one finger.. Chuuya let out a soft gasp at Dazai’s actions, the touch sending sparks up his spine. Dazai’s every touch felt like fire, so hot and good against his skin. Chuuya’s breaths were coming out in short, quick pants, but he couldn’t tear his eyes away from Dazai. The look in the man's eyes was enough to make his body shiver.
The feeling of Dazai slipping in a single finger was overwhelming. Chuuya’s body started to tense, muscles clenching around Dazai’s finger. Dazai watched as Chuuya panted and studied his movements. The brunette slowly pulled his finger half way out before pushing it back in, watching the way his finger disappeared and reappeared inside of the other man. Dazai watched, his eyes transfixed on the sight of his finger entering the other man before his attention was turned to the sound Chuuya made.
“Nngah~”
Chuuya let out a soft wine, slightly loud but full of want and desire. A shiver ran up Dazai’s spine as he turned to look at Chuuya. The ginger’s head was leaning back against the pillow, his hands turning white from the tight grip he had on the sheets and his face flushed. Another wave of heat washed over Dazai as the sound of Chuuya’s moan echoed through the room. Chuuya was so sensitive, so vocal, every sound and movement was so desperate. Dazai wanted to hear more, to pull more sounds out of Chuuya, make him forget how to speak.
Dazai felt his heart skip a beat as Chuuya let out the most beautiful sound Dazai had ever heard. The wine, filled to the brim with want and need, was perfect. It was like music to Dazai’s ears, driving the man insane.
The sight before him was a complete mess, Chuuya’s skin flushed and his breaths coming out laboured and fast. Dazai slipped a second finger in, wanting to hear more of Chuuya. Chuuya let out a gasp, snapping his head back up to look at Dazai.
“Warning Dam- Mmh”
Chuuya’s words were cut off by another moan as he felt Dazai gently push his fingers deeper before pulling them back out again. Dazai chuckled softly at Chuuya’s moans, his laugh coming out all breathless and light. The sight of Chuuya so desperate for more was driving Dazai mad. He couldn’t get enough, his body shaking and wanting so much more. He wanted more of Chuuya, the sound of his moans and whimpers, the heat of Chuuya’s skin, everything.
Dazai’s fingers began to move a little faster, slipping in and out of Chuuya like it was nothing. Dazai’s eyes were locked on Chuuya’s face, his gaze dark and full of want.
As much as Chuuya wanted to have a go at Dazai for laughing he was unable to get the words out. With the way Dazai was moving his fingers slightly faster now and watching him so intensely, it almost made it impossible for Chuuya to think straight. Not to mention the bottle of wine was coursing through his veins and making his mind foggy with lust.
Chuuya gently raised his legs slightly, allowing Dazai more access as he let out another moan.
“Ahh~ fuck-“
Dazai felt a rush of adrenaline at Chuuya’s response, the ginger’s body so beautiful and wrecked under him. Dazai’s mind was blank, completely filled with want and need and heat. He wanted more, more, more.
Dazai leaned over Chuuya, bringing his head next to the man's ear as he continued to move his fingers. The brunette’s breaths were coming out heavy as he spoke, his voice low and rough.
“You look so perfect like this….”
Chuuya pushed his head back into the pillow, arching his back and instinctively wrapping his legs around Dazai’s waist as the man leaned into his ear. The sound of Dazai’s voice as he whispered to him only sent shivers down his spine, turning him on and making his body feel like he was on fire. Chuuya could feel his cheeks heating up again from embarrassment and bit his lip, attempting to muffle the next moan he let out.
“Nngh- mph…”
Dazai’s breaths were heavy and laboured with every moan Chuuya let out. Dazai’s only thought, how beautiful Chuuya looked and sounded like this, desperate and wanting. Dazai continued to move his fingers, adding a third, and the brunette quickly lost all control.
Dazai’s lips went to Chuuya’s neck, his tongue gently nipping at the sensitive skin. The brunette’s breaths were hot and heavy, his words leaving his lips before he could stop them.
“Fuck. You’re so hot..”
Dazai watched as Chuuya let out a loud moan at the feeling of another finger. Chuuya completely ignored Dazai’s words, groaning in pleasure as he spoke in a soft yet loud tone.
“A-ah I said…warning- Mmh~”
The sound of Chuuya’s moan went straight to Dazai’s head, all rational thoughts leaving him. He wanted more, to hear more of those beautiful, wrecked moans and whimpers. The brunette started to move his fingers faster, his hand working to stretch Chuuya out.
Dazai’s lips gently bit down on Chuuya’s sensitive neck, leaving behind a dark red mark as he spoke.
“Sorry, couldn’t resist”
Chuuya released another moan from his mouth, the sound echoing through the room and bouncing off the walls. Chuuya could feel Dazai’s fingers quickly working to stretch him out. His back impulsively arched even more against Dazai and his hand moved to grip onto his brown hair as he pulled his mouth away from his neck.
“A-ahh Mmh~”
Dazai let out another low, rough moan as Chuuya grasped at his hair, the pull making his head spin. The sound of Chuuya’s moans sent Dazai insane, his mind only thinking about the way Chuuya looked and sounded like this.
Dazai’s breath was coming out in quick, sharp pants as he spoke again. His words came out in a low growl, the sound rough and breathless.
“God I wish you could see yourself.”
Chuuya felt a shiver travel down his spine as Dazai spoke into his ear. The sound of his tone was teasing and rough and it only made him even more desperate to feel Dazai. Chuuya panted as his hand reached under the pillow, blindly searching for something…
Suddenly, Chuuya pulled out a condom from under the pillow and holding it in his fingers.
“A-ah mh- r-eady..now~”
Dazai felt his heart skip a beat at the sight of Chuuya and the condom in the man’s fingers. He was suddenly hit with a wave of want and need at the prospect of finally feeling Chuuya. No words could describe how Dazai was feeling at the moment, his breaths were shaky and his mind was blank.
The brunette took the packet from Chuaya’s fingers, quickly tearing it open and rolling it on. The sight was driving Dazai crazy, the sight of Chuuya laid out before with so much desperation written across his face. Chuuya watched intently as Dazai placed on the condom, his eyes tracing all over the man’s body. Chuuya could feel his heart Racing, waiting in anticipation.
Dazai leaned above Chuuya, gently holding himself just before the shorter man’s entrance.
“Ready?..”
Dazai asked.
Chuuya nodded, his heart racing and his breaths coming out in quick, sharp pants. He was desperate, his body burning with want and need. Chuuya wanted so bad to feel Dazai, every part of him yearned for it.
“Yes- yes, god, please”
Dazai almost let out a moan at the sound of nerf in chuuya’s voice, his tone only making it harder and harder to just completely give in. Dazai let out a shaky breath before slowly pressing his length against Chuuya’s entrance, the feeling sending a spike of electricity down his spine. Chuuya gasped as Dazai slowly pushed into him, the feeling so good and hot and amazing. Chuuya’s mind was spinning, everything was just so much, the feeling of Dazai inside him and the heat of the other man’s body were driving him insane.
Chuuya’s eyes immediately widened, his gasps coming out quick and sharp as he felt Dazai press against him. His whole body tensed and his mind went blank, the feeling of Dazai alone driving him mad. Chuuya’s hands immediately moved to Dazai’s shoulders, his grip rough and harsh.
“Ah-“
Chuuya’s voice was breathless.
Dazai let out a soft groan as he pushed further and further inside of Chuuya, the feeling of his soft walls tightening around him making it all the more difficult to not just completely push himself inside. Dazai bit his lip, muffling the soft moan that tried to escape as the ginger beneath him gripped his shoulders.
Dazai continued to move deeper. With each inch, Chuuya felt himself become more and more weak. His hands were squeezing and pulling at Dazai’s skin, searching for something to hold.
Chuuya arched his back slightly, moaning softly as his nails slowly began to press small crescent like shapes into Dazai’s shoulders. Slowly, he began to press fully inside. The brunette let out a soft moan as he did so, gently pressing himself fully against Chuuya’s body while panting heavily. Chuuya’s moans increased in volume, the sound of it filling and echoing off the walls of the room. The feeling of being so full and whole was overwhelming, driving Chuuya mad. The heat and want, both in his body and mind was too much to handle. In response, Chuuya pulled Dazai closer. As Dazai was pulled closer, his hands rested beside Chuuya’s head. He let out a moan at the feeling of Chuuya tightening around him, waiting patiently until Chuuya told him he could move. With the way the boy was reacting to his touches and movements he couldn’t wait to see what he would look like once Dazai started moving.. Chuuya was a complete mess already, his breaths coming out in sharp pants, his body hot and flushed and his mind completely wrecked. The feel of Dazai inside, completely filling him, was driving Chuuya crazy. The ginger’s hands gripped Dazai tight, his body squeezing around him.
“A-ah, please move, god-“ Chuuya’s words were breathless and desperate. He was already a mess, completely wrecked. Dazai let out a low groan at the sound of Chuuya’s voice. The way the man spoke with such intensity and desire only made him feel hotter as he slowly began to pull himself back out again before slamming back inside. Dazai let out a slightly loud moan at the feeling of Chuuya’s walls wrapped tightly around him as he moved his hips slowly yet hard.
“A-ah fuck-…s-so tight..ah..”
Chuuya’s head snapped back into the pillow, his voice coming out in a soft moan as Dazai moved. Chuuya’s whole body was on fire, the heat and the want and the need so overwhelming it felt like he was drowning in it. Chuuya’s hands continued to squeeze and pull at Dazai’s skin, his body so wrecked and desperate for more. Chuuya simply moaned in response to Dazai’s words, feeling a sense of emptiness as the man slowly pulled out before filling him back up again and slamming back into him. He couldn’t help but let out a moan, unable to hold back the pleasure he felt.
“Mmh- ah fuck~”
Chuuya’s voice was slightly raspy as Dazai pulled back out and slammed all the way back inside. Every sound that Chuuya made was music to Dazai’s ears. The ginger sounded so wrecked, his voice breathless. The sight alone, of Chuuya laid out like this, completely vulnerable and at Dazai’s mercy, was enough to send the brunette insane.
Dazai grunted as he moved faster, each slam of his hips causing the fire and heat inside of him to grow. Each sound Chuuya made served to fuel that fire. Chuuya gripped harder on Dazai’d shoulders, moaning as he dug his nails into the small gaps of skin that weren’t covered by bandages. He could feel himself slipping away and submitting to the man above him, the pleasure being too good to deny.
It was as if Dazai knew him inside and out, literally. Every time he moved of whispered in Chuuya’s ear it always made him shudder and flinch in a beautiful pleasure. The way his hands would graze his hips gave the smaller man goosebumps and how Dazai would thrust against him, hitting that perfect spot, only made Chuuya desperate for more.
Dazai was slowly losing himself in the pleasure. Chuuya’s moans, his sounds, the way he looked beneath Dazai, it was all sending the man over the edge. Every second he spent like this, listening to Chuuya moan and whimper, made him want more.
Dazai’s thoughts were gone. The only thing he could think about was getting more more more, the heat inside of him driving him onward. The feeling of Chuuya’s nails digging into his skin was overwhelming. Dazai let out another grunted moan as he moved even faster, his breaths coming out quicker by the second. Chuuya let out a cry, his tone pleading for more of Dazai as he moved even faster.
“Mmmha~ fuck! Ah m-more~…”
The sound echoed through the room, tears welling in the ginger’s eyes as he tried to contain himself and relax even though he felt like he was hardly able to move due to how rough Dazai was being. Chuuya threw his head back into the pillow, clutching the sheets in one hand as he continued to claw at the pale skin on Dazai’s shoulder. His hair was slightly stuck to his forehead as he panted heavily, sweating. Dazai’s mind was completely hazy at this point, the lust inside of him consuming the man whole. His breaths were coming out quick and heavy, small moans slipping through his lips every now and again. Dazai’s movements were quick and hard, his body desperate for more of Chuuya.
Every sound Chuuya let out sent Dazai further over the edge, each gasp and each whimper. Dazai’s breaths came out in huffs as he spoke, his voice low and rough.
“Ah- god you’re so- mmmh-”
Dazai’s words were paused as he let out a moan, feeling Chuuya suddenly tighten around him as he thrusted. Dazai panted heavily as he continued moving.
“Fuck- so t-tight ngh..”
Chuuya let out another whine as Dazai groaned, the sound of the brunette’s voice sending electricity down his spine. The sounds that came from Dazai’s mouth were driving Chuuya crazy, the words sending another shiver down his skin. Chuuya couldn’t stop the next sounds that came out of his mouth, the moans falling from his lips as Dazai continued to move.
“A-ah, aahh-“
The ginger’s mind was complete haze, lost in pleasure and want, his breaths heavy and quick. Chuuya clawed at Dazai’s back, feeling himself come closer and closer to the edge. His heart was beating so fast it was like a ringtone in his ear and his prostate was practically being abused by Dazai.
Dazai was on a whole different level of high. The feeling of Chuuya’s insides wrapped tightly around him, combined with the sweet and sexy sounds of Chuuya as he moaned out so shamelessly, quickly helped bring him closer and closer to ecstasy. Dazai’s breaths were uneven, the sounds Chuuya made sending waves of heat through his body with every moan. He could feel the ginger’s nails digging into his skin, the feeling of each scratch and each small mark sent sparks through his body. Dazai’s mind was completely blank, the feeling overwhelming.
He leaned down towards Chuuya’s neck, nipping and sucking at the sensitive skin, letting his tongue run over the spots and leave lovebites. Dazai grunted as he spoke between each bite, his words coming out in a low growl.
“You’re so good... So good ah~”
Chuuya let out a gasp at the feeling of Dazai’s tongue running across this neck and planting love bites on the soft skin. The man gripped Dazai’s hair tightly, gently tugging on it as he tried to ground himself. He could feel himself so so close to finishing, with the way things were going Chuuya wouldn’t last even a minute more…
Dazai let out another low moan as Chuuya’s fingers tugged at his hair. He nipped and sucked at the sensitive skin of Chuuya’s neck once again, gently biting at the spot. The taste and smell of Chuuya was intoxicating, sending Dazai even more over the edge than he was before. Dazai was so far gone, the feeling of Chuuya surrounding him almost enough to send him over.
The brunette could feel how tight Chuuya was, how shaky the ginger was, and he knew it wouldn’t be much longer. Dazai watched as Chuuya squirmed and practically screamed in pleasure, his eyes squeezed tightly shut. Dazai was so close to finishing, his stomach felt hot but he knew he had to make Chuuya come first. All he wanted to see was Chuuya’s face as he came.
“Ah y-you take it..Mmh~ so well..”
Dazai’s words echoed and bounced around the room, filling Chuuya’s hazy mind and driving him crazy. The man’s words were rough and breathless, both in tone and in pitch, his breaths coming out in low and short pants. This was all so much, Chuuya was so overstimulated and so close to falling over the edge.
The compliments and the praise, mixed with the way Dazai moved, it was all driving the ginger crazy. Chuuya let out a low moan, his hands squeezing and holding Dazai’s shoulders. Chuuya tightly gripped onto Dazai’s shoulders as he let out a loud moan, his legs pulling Dazai closer by wrapping around him tighter. As Dazai pushed himself all the way in once again, Chuuya came. The ginger yelled out in pleasure while panting like a dog and his head pressed deep into the pillow,
“Ahhhh! Mmngh~ fuck- Dazai~”
The sound of Chuuya’s voice as he came echoed and filled Dazai’s ears, the sound driving the man even more over the edge than he was before. It was all so good, Chuuya’s moans, his voice, the way he sounded and felt around Dazai, the way he looked, it was all too much.
Dazai tried to hold himself together, to prolong the pleasure for a moment longer, but as Chuuya called out his name he couldn’t help but give in to his desires. Without a second later, Dazai came. Both boys moaned as Dazai continued to thrust, his pace gradually slowing down as they both rode out their orgasms. Dazai’s breaths came quick and uneven, the pleasure coursing through his body in waves as he slowed his thrusts. He panted heavily, his breaths harsh and laboured.
Finally, he slowly pulled out, gently laying himself down beside Chuuya and panting as he breathed. Dazai’s body was burning hot, so overstimulated that Dazai was almost certain he was seeing stars. For a while, the man just laid there, collecting his thoughts and thinking of what to say.
Meanwhile, Chuuya was trying not to pass out. The overwhelming sensations and effect of the alcohol made it impossible to think straight. Chuuya groaned as he shifted, stiffly twisting his body to face Dazai as they lay beside each other.
Chuuya looked into Dazai’s eyes, smiling softly as he felt himself slowly begin to fall asleep. Chuuya rubbed his eyes, trying to stay awake before feeling Dazai’s fingers gently brush his hands away.
“Sleep.”
He said, in a soft tone. And that was all Chuuya needed to hear. Dazai watched as Chuuya’s eyes got heavier and heavier, slowly glazing over with sleep. The sight of Chuuya’s sleepy face made Dazai’s heart flutter in his chest, the small smile on Chuuya’s lips sending a wave of warmth through his body.
He quickly took of the condom and tied a knot at the top of it before placing it on one of the conveniently placed tissues on the side.
Dazai then gently threaded his fingers between Chuuya’s locks, his fingers moving in soft motions through the messy strands. Dazai couldn’t help but stare at the ginger, memorizing the way he looked now, all soft and tired. Chuuya hummed softly, enjoying the massage. Chuuya leaned in closer, his arm laying over Dazai’s torso as he slowly relaxed into the touch. He could feel Dazai staring at me and he could sense the look of admiration in his eyes. Chuuya gently closed his eyes, relaxing into the touch as he spoke with a croaky yet loving voice.
“Mm..I love you..”
Dazai’s heartbeat skipped and stuttered. Hearing those three words leave Chuuya’s lips filled his chest with warmth and sent butterflies through his stomach. He continued to gently massage Chuuya’s head in small circles, making sure to not pull the silky locks.
“I love you too.”
Dazai muttered in response, his voice soft and full of love.
The sound of Chuuya’s tired voice filled Dazai’s ears and he thought he could listen to it forever.
Chuuya softly hummed in response as he drifted off to sleep. Dazai then carefully pulled the blanket over them and pulled him closer as they cuddled until they fell asleep.
Although Dazai originally came here to relax on Chuuya’s couch, he found that Chuuya’s bed was definitely more comfortable.