[Once Dazai has permission to undress Atsushi he goes to do just that, slipping his suspenders off his shoulders before tugging his tie loose and tossing it aside. He certainly won’t mind seeing any scars, because little does Atsushi know that Dazai himself bears plenty of them beneath his bandages. He’s not thinking that far ahead, however, and he grins when Atsushi starts fumbling with the buttons of his shirt.]
Of course~
[He’s already shed his coat, and Atsushi will only have to get through Dazai’s tie and shirt to see Dazai’s almost bare skin. He wonders if Atsushi will be disappointed when he finds more bandages beneath his clothing, and really, who would blame him? Hopefully that won’t deter him enough to make him stop wanting this, however.
Once he’s got Atsushi’s shirt open he takes a moment to drink in the sight of him, his hands slowly sliding up Atsushi’s bare torso.]
Beautiful.
[He means that too, and he emphasizes it by leaning in and peppering kisses over Atsushi’s shoulder.]
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Of course~
[He’s already shed his coat, and Atsushi will only have to get through Dazai’s tie and shirt to see Dazai’s almost bare skin. He wonders if Atsushi will be disappointed when he finds more bandages beneath his clothing, and really, who would blame him? Hopefully that won’t deter him enough to make him stop wanting this, however.
Once he’s got Atsushi’s shirt open he takes a moment to drink in the sight of him, his hands slowly sliding up Atsushi’s bare torso.]
Beautiful.
[He means that too, and he emphasizes it by leaning in and peppering kisses over Atsushi’s shoulder.]