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“Fuck… slow down….”
Dazai squeezed his eyes shut and felt a bead of sweat run down his cheek. His voice was quiet and breathy, holding back a whimper.
“Relax, I’m close. Almost there….”
Dazai panted, trying to collect his thoughts. It was too much.
“Hngg…. C-Chuuya it hurts…”
Chuuya let out an annoyed sigh and dropped his hands to his sides. He looked down at the tape half peeled off of Dazai’s chest, still covering the most sensitive part. They’d been trying to get it off for half an hour now, but Dazai kept whining at every centimetre closer to their goal they got.
“You’re so fucking dramatic. Do ya want this shit off or not?”
Dazai pouted but kept his arm in the air.
“Of course I want it off. You’re just being too rough. This stuff can rip skin off you know-
OW
!
Stop!!”
With another small yank to the tape, Dazai flinched and slapped Chuuya’s hand away, covering his arms over his chest protectively. They’d managed to get one side of tape off, after just as much whining and bickering. Dazai had no issues putting on the tape to bind, getting it off was always the issue.
“I’m aware, jackass. That’s why I’m going slow. Can’t we just use some oil?”
Chuuya reached for the tape again but felt his hand immediately get smacked again.
“No, I don’t like the oil. It’s gross.” He huffed then frowned even more. “Chuuyyyaaaaaa! This is horrible. It hurts so much.”
Chuuya groaned then shoved Dazai backward to lay against the mattress they were both sitting on. He quickly moved to straddle Dazai as he pinned his arms above his head.
“Hold fuckin’ still. It’s almost off now.
You’re
the one that asked for help, so shut up and take it.”
Dazai blushed ever so slightly in response to the sudden shift in position, but hid it with a grin. He was more than aware of Chuuya’s choice in words; a game they liked to play. He pushed his chest out just a tad and spoke in a teasing voice.
“Such dirty words Chuuya~! You better be careful, or else- OW
FUCK
!”
With one final pull, Chuuya cut Dazai’s attempt at banter off as he yanked the last bit of the tape off, finally freeing Dazai’s chest. Satisfied, Chuuya tossed the crumpled up tape off the bed and sat back on Dazai’s lap with a smirk.
“Damn sadist…”
“You’re welcome.”
They stared blankly at each other for a few moments before bursting into laughter. Chuuya hunched forward as he all but giggled, resting his arms on either side of Dazai’s head. Their faces just inches away as their laughter died down and they tried to catch their breaths.
Dazai could listen to Chuuya’s laughter for hours, days even, but as it came to an end, he wasn’t one to complain as he felt his lovers lips on his. His eyelids fluttered shut as he returned the gentle kiss, letting his hands slide up from Chuuya’s thighs to his waist.
Pulling away just enough to whisper against Dazai’s lips, Chuuya spoke through a slight smile.
“You’re insufferable.” Another kiss stopped Dazai from responding, so he just hummed and pulled his partner closer, slipping one of his hands under his shirt, suddenly craving the warm skin beneath it.
After a few moments of gentle lips brushing against each other, Dazai rolled the two of them over, now lying on top of Chuuya. He deepened the kiss until he heard a sound that was something between a gasp and a snort. When he pulled away, Chuuya chuckled.
“Seriously? Right now?”
Dazai grinned before dipping his head back down to let his lips meet Chuuya’s jaw. He let his hands, still exploring under Chuuya’s shirt, start to slide up to trace the scars on his chest.
“Don’t act like you didn’t start this.” His slow soft kisses started to travel lower, towards Chuuya’s neck. “Besides, it’s been forever since we’ve both had a day off. Might as well take advantage of it, no?”
Chuuya rolled his eyes but let them close as he tilted his head to the side, feeling as Dazai’s kisses got more deliberate. He hummed before replying.
“It’s been forever since
I’ve
had a day off.
You’re
skipping out on work.”
Dazai smiled against Chuuya’s skin before lightly grazing his teeth against his neck, earning him a beautiful gasp.
“I’m not skipping I’m just… Prioritizing my time. I’ve been needing a mental health day after all, and nothing’s more rejuvenating than
this.”
Dazai received yet another delicious gasp as he pressed his thigh in between Chuuya’s legs and rubbed himself against him ever so slightly. He continued to let his hands trace over the other’s pecks, occasionally grazing the sensitive nipples hidden beneath the cock-block of a t-shirt.
“Dazai…” Muttered in a whispered breath with eyes gently shut.
“I’ve been so pent up lately you know….” Dazai mumbled against Chuuya’s neck before grabbing the hem of his shirt and tugging upward. He spoke in a singsong tone, one that contrasted with the overall atmosphere of the situation. “Shirt off~!”
“We fucked just yesterday, dumbass…” Despite his grumbled response, Chuuya lifted his upper body and arms to help Dazai ease his top off, and watched with a forced frown as he tossed it to the side.
Satisfied with the new skin revealed, Dazai immediately went to work worshiping his lovers body with his mouth. He spoke in between wet kisses as he trailed his way from Chuuya’s neck to his stomach.
“Yeah but…. That was only once…. And it was rushed…. Hardly satisfying…. It’s much more fun…. When we take our time….”
Chuuya curled his fingers in Dazai’s hair, squeezing his eyes shut and trying his best to keep his breathing under control, but it was difficult with every delicious kiss left across his body. He let a small satisfied hum reach Dazai’s ears when he felt a hickey being sucked into his hip.
“You’re not gonna tease me for 2 hours again, are ya?”
Chuuya slightly opened his eyes to look down when he heard a chuckle. He was met with a devious grin.
“Wouldn’t dream of it, chibi~.”
“Don’t-“
“Don’t call you that? Would you prefer me to call you my dog instead?”
Chuuya scowled and tugged on Dazai’s hair as a warning.
“Watch it…”
Dazai apologized by sucking another hickey right below the previous one. His fingers slid down to hook around the waistband of Chuuya’s sweats and boxers, tugging them down slowly.
“
Puppy
then~?”
Chuuya’s face went bright red, causing his words to sound significantly less intimidating.
“Don’t make me pound you…”
It didn’t help that he lifted his hips too to help Dazai get the pants and boxers off, thrown aside just like the shirt.
“Relax. You’ll get your turn to do that once I’m done with you.”
Dazai took a moment to just soak in the sight of Chuuya. He always looked so gorgeous, but especially in moments like these, the anticipation seemed to just boost everything. He trailed his hands down to his thighs, giving them a slight squeeze.
“You’re beautiful, you know.”
Averting his eyes, Chuuya’s face managed to get even redder.
“Only masculine terms today please… And…. No penetration…..”
Dazai smiled gently as his gaze softened. Chuuya didn’t frequently have to deal with dysphoria, especially after finally getting top surgery, but he still had his days, more often than Dazai did usually. That was one thing that made their relationship so perfect though, they understood each other.
“Sorry… Handsome. Stunning even. Like a Greek God.”
Chuuya let out a snort, feeling a bit more at ease.
“Now you’re just saying things.”
Dazai pressed a gentle kiss to the inside of Chuuya’s thigh, squeezing the other again.
“No, I mean it. I do enjoy seeing your reactions when I talk like this though.”
Chuuya shuddered and let his legs spread more, feeling himself buzz with excitement.
“Like what? Like an annoying piece of shit?”
Interrupted by a strip being licked from halfway up his thigh to just right before his cunt, Chuuya let out a shaky sigh.
“You’re barking quite a lot today.”
“And you’re taking your sweet ass time.”
Rolling his eyes, Dazai pushed Chuuya’s legs further apart and up a little to give him better access. He revelled in the breathy moan Chuuya let out as he finally let his tongue lick up slick folds, just barely grazing his dick. He glanced up and parted ever so slightly to mumble.
“You always taste so good.”
Chuuya’s chest rose and fell repeatedly as he panted. His brain was already getting fuzzy and they’d barely started.
“S’called… Having a balanced diet… You should try it sometime…”
With another squeeze to Chuuya’s thighs, Dazai responded through a playful smirk.
“Oh I think I’ll be eating just fine today…”
“Shut up you- ah-!”
The moment Dazai’s mouth finally took him in, any thought of arguing, even teasingly, immediately evaporated. All he could do was let out breathy moans as Dazai began to slowly suck and lick around his cock.
“Fuck... God yeah…”
Dazai held Chuuya’s thighs in place, squeezing them and rubbing circles with his thumbs as he flicked his tongue around the sensitive nub and sucked along the shaft in a practised fashion. Chuuya’s moans grew louder as he increased his pace and pressure.
“Yeah just like that... Right there right there… Hah- fuck
Dazai...”
Chuuya was quickly falling apart, he always did. Out of the two of them, he was much more sensitive, something Dazai loved. It was always so easy to gently bring him to ecstasy, it never took much. Normally Dazai enjoyed bringing him there over and over again, trying to break their personal record and fully shatter Chuuya’s mind, but he had a different plan today.
“Yes…. Yes yes
yes please….”
Once Dazai found the perfect pace and pressure, the one he knew always did the job, he looked up at his lovers pleasure filled face. He moaned into sweet skin at the sight of Chuuya’s flushed face contorted with desperation and bliss. His lips were parted to allow the beautiful sound of his moans and pants to slip through. His fingers were tangled urgently in Dazai’s brown locks, pulling as he started gently thrusting his hips up, grinding into Dazai’s more than willing mouth.
“Ahh holy fuck…. Mmmfuck I’m gonna-“
Chuuya let out a whine that he’d normally be embarrassed about, if he weren’t so desperate for release at the moment, as Dazai pulled away. A glistening mixture of slick and saliva dripped down Dazai’s lips and chin as he grinned down at his panting and frustrated partner.
“Bastard… I thought you said…. You wouldn’t tease… Me….”
As Dazai used the back of his hand to wipe his face clean, Chuuya slowly snuck a hand down between his legs to try and finish the job himself. He was quickly stopped as Dazai grabbed hold of his wrist, pulling it back and gently pinning it to the mattress.
“Patience, puppy. You know I wouldn’t leave you unsatisfied. No touching, okay? Just wait a moment.”
Chuuya felt himself clench at the pet name, but gave just a huff in response. His legs shook as he watched Dazai remove his own pants and boxers, clearly making a show out of it. Once they were tossed aside off the bed next to Chuuya’s forgotten clothes, Dazai gave himself a few gentle rubs around his dick as he moved closer. Chuuya bit his bottom lip as he watched.
“I could just stay here and make you watch as I play with myself for now. How does that sound?”
Chuuya let out another small whine, fighting the urge to touch himself as well.
“Don’t you fucking dare… We both know you can’t get off on your own like that anyway… Quit wasting time. I’m starting to get bored.”
A lie, they both knew that much. But Chuuya was right, it took much more for Dazai to reach his peak than his own hand, even if he had a needy Chuuya below him begging to cum.
Dazai gently grabbed Chuuya by the ankle and lifted his left leg up over his shoulder, tucking his own thigh beneath his. He swung his other leg over top of Chuuya’s right leg, moving closer but still not quite there.
“I think I warmed you up enough that we don’t even need lube. You’re soaked, you know.”
Reaching forward, Chuuya grabbed hold of Dazai’s thighs, squeezing gently.
“I’m aware… S’more than you can say… You’re drier than the Sahara Dessert…”
The heat between them could be comparable to such as place as well. Cores merely inches from each other, electricity buzzing in the empty space slowly growing smaller.
“Blame the pills and hormones. It’s a shame by body betrays me so, you know you really do drive me crazy.”
Pulling himself closer, Dazai finally let their cunts meet with a roll of his hips. Chuuya let his head fall backward against the bed with a sigh.
“Mmm I know…”
He couldn’t say much like this, and that’s when Dazai enjoyed playing one of his favourite games.
Gently grinding into him, Dazai let the slick from Chuuya’s hole coat his own cock. He hummed contently at the feeling, noticing how Chuuya seemed to twitch every time their dicks rubbed against each other. The slick and leftover saliva helped their skin effortlessly glide together.
“That feel good?”
Dazai knew Chuuya would struggle to answer, he was counting on it in fact. Just as he predicted, Chuuya gasped out a response through quiet moans and shut eyes.
“Yeah…”
“What’s that? I don’t think I heard you.”
Dazai increased his speed, grinding a bit harder against Chuuya, who dug his nails into Dazai’s thighs. Dazai hissed slightly at the intoxicating sting.
“Feels good…” He spoke a bit louder, voice still breathy and nearly pleading.
Still sensitive from before, Chuuya felt his brain slowly turning into mush. He knew Dazai would keep trying to get answers out of him, but it was inevitable that he’d end up a moaning babbling mess in no time.
“That’s it… Such a good boy. You like it when I make you feel good like this? You like feeling my dick against yours?”
Dazai had to bite back his own moans, determined to keep up the game. The squelching sound of skin meeting skin filled the room, just barely overshadowed by Chuuya’s moans, growing in volume each moment.
Chuuya managed to shakily nod, digging his nails deeper into Dazai’s thighs. His moans were getting higher in pitch and he could feel the pressure building in his abdomen again as the sweet friction of their wet cocks slowly drove him half insane.
“Speak, puppy.”
“G-god yeah I love it…
Fuck
I love it so much… Ahh don’t stop
don’t stop
…”
Taking Chuuya’s hand from his thigh and interlacing their fingers, Dazai increased his pace. He closed his eyes and let out a blissed sigh.
“You’re doing so good… You’re so perfect… Every inch of you… Perfect…”
Chuuya’s face blushed bright red again atop his already flushed expression. He let out a whimper and squeezed Dazai’s hand.
“Close…”
Dazai squeezed back in reassurance, then brought their joined hands up to his chest. He pressed Chuuya’s hand over top the soft skin there, letting him grope him. Chuuya let out a much louder moan as he gently squeezed, a bolt of pleasure running down his body. They both blinked their eyes open to look at each other.
“Osamu…”
“You gonna cum, baby?”
Chuuya frantically nodded. The gentle seductive way in which Dazai spoke to him had pleasure dancing behind his eyes and bubbling up to his finger tips.
“Yes… Yes I’m so close
please
I need it...”
“Go ahead. Cum for me, puppy.”
With the permission finally granted, Chuuya brought his free hand up to hold Dazai’s hip as he started grinding back in sync with his movements. His other hand firmly cupped Dazai’s chest.
“
Fffuucckkk!”
With a whined moan that bordered on a scream, Chuuya came
hard.
He arched his back and dropped his hand from Dazai’s chest to cover his face as his orgasm erupted from his cock, spreading up through his stomach then extending to each of his limbs, flooding his mind with a high he would ride forever if it were possible. His cunt clenched and relaxed rhythmically as he rode out the feeling, grinding still up into Dazai.
Dazai had slowed his movements to a stop as he watched Chuuya fall apart, allowing him to take control and give himself the final stimulating movements he needed. He groaned at the gorgeous sight, feeling how it got impossibly wetter between them.
“Good job… So good… That’s my good boy… You did amazing…”
Dazai couldn’t help but praise him, it was like an impulse. Not only did it come so naturally, but Chuuya
loved
it, even if he didn’t like to admit it.
Panting and trying to catch his breath, Chuuya went limp against the mattress and let his eyes fall shut again as he basked in the afterglow. As usual, he felt Dazai’s weight on top of him as he laid down and rested his head on his chest. Chuuya lazily wrapped one of his arms around Dazai’s torso and hummed.
It was silent for a few moments as Dazai placed gentle kisses to Chuuya’s neck, but before Chuuya knew it, the comforting weight on top of him was gone. He blinked his eyes open and watched as Dazai strolled over to the walk in closet.
“What’re you doin’…? What about aftercare…?”
Still recovering from the intensity of his orgasm, Chuuya’s voice was quiet and sweet, a contrast to his normal demeanour that would shock most people. Dazai practically giggled in response before announcing from the closet.
“Aftercare is for
after.
We’ve got all day to ourselves, remember?”
Chuuya felt his stomach flutter at that. Of course Dazai wasn’t done, in fact, Chuuya was surprised Dazai hadn’t tried to immediately coax him into a second orgasm through overstimulation.
Walking back with a giddy smile, Dazai sat back down on the edge of the bed, placing down the items he had retrieved. Chuuya forced himself up by his elbows, his limbs still feeling like jello. He looked down at the items. A vibrator, a boxer harness, a curved dildo, a small bottle of lube, and some rope.
Chuuya looked back up at Dazai, who sat excitedly across from Chuuya, and raised an eyebrow. He knew exactly what Dazai wanted, still, when he heard the words, he shivered.
“My turn.”