[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.]
[ he's already figured out that dazai covers himself with bandages all over, so atsushi isn't really disappointed, though a part of him still wonders what's beneath the gauze. maybe he'll find out one day. for now, he settles for sliding his hands over dazai's chest and towards his shoulders, so he can wrap his arms around dazai's neck again. ]
D-don't say that so casually, Dazai-san.
[ he won't be able to stop blushing tonight, will he? dazai complimenting him like this makes him feel hot all over, and he almost wants to turn away and cover himself up. that is, if it weren't for dazai's hands on his skin and his lips on his shoulder. it feels way too good to break away from this kind of physical contact.
his fingers tighten around the handful of hair he has gripped at the nape of dazai's neck, and he might just give it a little tug, although without intending to do so. ]
I could touch you too..
[ dazai only has to tell him what he wants, and atsushi will gladly do it for him. ]
[Of course Dazai is notorious for that devilish silver tongue of his, but he actually does mean it this time. Atsushi is beautiful in a way that not many people are; both inside and out. That’s definitely something to be recognized and cherished, and Dazai thinks he’ll start by lavishing Atsushi with praise and affection, just like he deserves.]
Atsushi-kuuuun...
[Dazai says his name in that little sing-song voice of his, because clearly he still has to tease him. He pulls back from lavishing Atsushi’s skin with attention just long enough to flash him a playful little smile.]
Then you should.
[But he can’t further undress with Atsushi in his lap, and he doesn’t want to make him move, so he simply lays back and slides a hand over his chest enticingly.]
You could undress me the rest of the way. You don’t have to be gentle~
[ the way dazai says his name, in that particular sing-song voice, has atsushi shudder. in a positive way, that is. he almost feels weird for liking it so much, for being so easily pleased by whatever dazai does to him. ]
Really?
[ is it really alright for him to touch and undress dazai? surely he'd prefer it to be some beautiful woman.. but he said that atsushi is beautiful too, now that he thinks about it. just remembering it has atsushi bite his lower lip. he wants dazai to compliment him more..
maybe he'll do it if atsushi undresses him. still, he's a bit nervous about it as he slides his hand down dazai's bandage covered torso, towards his pants. he pauses for a moment, hand lingering on the buckle of dazai's belt, and his eyes flick upwards, silently asking for permission. ]
[He knows the effect that he has on Atsushi, but he's still keen on laying back and letting Atsushi take the reins and explore as he likes. Dazai is in no hurry, though he's certainly growing more and more aroused by the second.
Dazai reaches up to gently cup Atsushi's cheek, smoothing his thumb over his pretty, soft skin.]
Go ahead. You can undress me and touch me anywhere you like.
[There's nothing too scandalous under his pants, just some plain blue boxers and a prominent erection that Atsushi is sure to notice.]
[ atsushi can't help it, the moment dazai touches his cheek he just leans into the touch. again with that cat-like behavior.. it's like dazai knows exactly how to get to him, and it should be unfair that he sees through atsushi so easily, but atsushi can't really mind. not when getting touched by dazai feels so good.
encouraged by his words, atsushi quickly undoes the buckle of dazai's belt, then pulls down the zipper of his pants. he noticed - and felt - it before, but actually seeing dazai's cock, even though still obscured by a thin layer of fabric, has atsushi shudder.
for a moment he seems lost, like he doesn't know what to do. then, very slowly and carefully, atsushi begins to pull down dazai's underwear as much as he can. it's almost a bit too fast, the way his hand wraps around dazai's cock moments later, and squeezes it. ]
I used to imagine this a lot..
[ oh. saying out loud is different from just thinking it. atsushi can feel his ears start to burn as they turn red. what will dazai think of him, knowing that atsushi had such dirty thoughts about him..? ]
[This catlike side of Atsushi is awfully endearing, and he'll get to see a genuine smile briefly cross Dazai's lips before it turns back into something much more playful. He can't let himself have feels when they're about to do something sexy, after all.
Dazai shudders when Atsushi frees his cock from his underwear, and is it weird to feel proud of him for taking initiative? Probably, but Dazai isn't going to point it out right now, especially when he feels Atsushi's hand wrap around his dick.]
Haahhh...
[His hips buck all on their own, and he can hardly control the urge to push Atsushi down and have his way with him. He settles for leaning in and nipping at Atsushi's neck instead, his tongue quickly soothing over the bite right after.]
Oh? Was it better than the real thing?
[He'd suspected that Atsushi might be crushing on him a little, but even he's surprised to hear him say that he's fantasized about him out loud. How bold!]
[ the noise dazai makes and the way he bucks his hips have heat trickle down atsushi's spine and he's barely able to suppress a shudder. it's so hot to get those reactions out of dazai. he wants to do even more to him. ]
N-no.. The real thing is way better.
[ he accentuates that statement by moving his hand, slowly stroking dazai's entire length from base to tip. it's so hot and atsushi thinks he can feel it pulsing in his grip. it's so much different from touching himself. ]
This here.. is even bigger than I imagined it to be.
[ his gaze flickers up, at dazai's face, before he quickly looks down again. his teeth dig into his lower lip, almost like he has to focus intensely at the task at hand. he just wants to make sure that he's doing good and that dazai likes it. maybe he'll praise atsushi again when he does a good job. ]
[If Atsushi liked that reaction he’ll love the way Dazai thrusts up into his hand with another shameless moan, and the head of his cock begins to glisten with precum from just how excited he is.
That comment gets a soft, breathy laugh out of Dazai. Just how much has Atsushi thought about this?]
Oh? Do you like it?
[It would be embarrassing for Atsushi to say he loves Dazai’s cock, he’s sure, but he certainly wouldn’t mind more compliments. Not to mention the way Atsushi looks at him as he jerks him off, as if just this is turning him on immensely.]
That depends. Have you ever...nnn...tried putting anything inside of you before?
[Dazai looks down at the bulge between Atsushi’s legs, and he can’t help but reach down and stroke him through his pants.]
[ it's way too hot, watching dazai thrust up into his hand while moaning so shamelessly. this is the kind of image atsushi used to fantasize about, especially during the time after he became part of the agency. dazai used to be the only thing on his mind for months. here he had actually thought that his crush had died down.. heck, he has even denied to have one in the first place when dazai asked him. ]
I love it.
[ he blurts that out faster than intended, and he looks down in embarrassment. his hand never stops moving, stroking dazai's cock from base to tip, and he twists his wrist slightly whenever he reaches to head of his erection, as if to squeeze every last drop of precum out of him. ]
O-only my fingers.. I used to- ah!
[ atsushi can't help the surprised little moan that escapes him when dazai reaches down between his legs and begins stroking him through his pants. he's not sure what he likes more - getting praised or having dazai touch him. without wasting another thought, atsushi quickly moves to undo his pants, then kicks them off hastily before climbing back into dazai's lap. this time he makes sure that he sits a little higher. when he leans in to give dazai a kiss, their cocks press together, the sensation dragging a low moan from atsushi's throat. ]
I used to fantasize about this.. About you and me. And you touching me and.. pushing me down and having your way with me.
[ atsushi always told himself that he would never let dazai know about those things, but here he is, confessing all his dirty secrets to him. ]
[He won't deny that he's had less than pure thoughts about Atsushi himself, but he'd never thought to act on them because of their working relationship. He needed Atsushi to focus, to become stronger, and now that he has Dazai sees no reason to hold back. They'll need to keep this a secret between the two of them, of course, but Dazai is far too caught up in the here and now to worry about that right this second.
His smirk only grows when Atsushi blurts out that he loves his cock, and of course that only makes his already swollen length twitch and drip in Atsushi's grip. Soon he's slick with his own arousal, and it's all because of Atsushi.]
You've fucked yourself on your fingers while thinking about me?
[That's incredibly hot, and what's even better is how Atsushi is so very eager for more. Dazai watches him with hungry eyes as he strips bare, and the moment their lips meet again he takes Atsushi's face in his hands and deepens the kiss with plenty of heat and passion.
Only the sensation of their cocks rubbing together gets him to pull back with a moan, and how can he possibly resist Atsushi when he's saying such things? Without hesitation he reenacts Atsushi's fantasy, pushing him down on his back and rolling his hips against him to grind their cocks together once more.]
There's so many things I could do to you, Atsushi-kun. It's hard to decide where to start~
[ being pushed on his back out of nowhere is surprising, but it also sends all sorts of emotions through atsushi. excitement, yes, and definitely arousal. this is exactly what he imagined it to be like. his teeth dig into his lip as he looks up at dazai. who would have thought he'd ever get to be so close to the man he's been attracted to for so long.. ]
You can do anything you want to do.
[ atsushi wants him to. no matter what dazai will end up doing to him, he'll probably love it and will be able to die happily. well, if dazai got up and left him, he'd be heartbroken for sure, but the memory of kissing dazai would comfort him a little. though he'd prefer it if they did even better things together. ]
I've been dreaming about this for so long..
[ he pauses as he reaches up to wrap his arms around dazai's neck and pull him closer, his hips bucking up to grind against dazai in the process. ]
I want Dazai-san to.. touch me and kiss me and.. fuck me..
[ the last part only comes out as a quiet whisper before he presses his lips to dazai's. atsushi is so embarrassed, but he's not lying either. if dazai wanted to fuck him, he'd be the last person to say no to that. ]
[Anything he wants to do? Now that's a dangerous statement if he ever heard one. Of course he'd never do anything to make Atsushi uncomfortable, but from the way he looks right now, all eager underneath him, Dazai can't help but want to do anything and everything he can get away with.]
Anything, huh?
[Oh, hearing Atsushi admit to dreaming about this is beyond sexy, and he bucks his hips against Atsushi's with a moan, the smile never leaving his lips.]
Anything you want, kitten.
[The nickname slips from his lips rather easily before he returns the kiss, but soon he's breaking away to dip lower, pressing hot kisses over Atsushi's stomach and then finally flicking his tongue out over Atsushi's cock.]
Should I be nice and gentle? Or a little bit rough?
[ atsushi's sure, if his mind wasn't so foggy right now, he'd protest to being called kitten. but it's dazai who calls him that, so he almost automatically decides that he likes it. being dazai's little kitten doesn't sound too bad.. ]
D-dazai-san..
[ his hips buck up when he feels that tongue on his cock, and his hands tangle in dazai's hair and tug at it. god, he wants more of the touch, but he doesn't want to be selfish and ask for something that won't bring pleasure to dazai.. besides, he wants to feel dazai all over him. ideally, his weight pressing down on atsushi's body while he fucks him senseless. ]
[He loves the way Atsushi says his name, and he can’t possibly keep his hands off of him now that he’s so eager for Dazai to touch him more. He slides his hands over Atsushi’s chest, down his stomach, and over his thighs, lightly dragging his nails over pale, soft flesh. Dazai could rush things and get right to prepping Atsushi to be fucked, but he thinks he’d like to suck him off a little first.
And so he does, his eyes fixed on Atsushi’s face as he sucks on the head of his cock. He goes nice and slow, letting Atsushi feel the heat of his tongue before he slides his cock into his mouth a little over halfway. It’s fine if Atsushi cums, because Dazai plans on fucking him anyway, and who doesn’t want multiple orgasms? For now though he’ll alternate between licking and sucking Atsushi’s cock, eventually swallowing him almost to the hilt.]
[ those nails scratching over his skin have atsushi shiver and gasp in surprise, the noise transforming into a barely restrained moan when dazai actually sucks on his cock. atsushi's hips buck up like he's chasing after the sensation, and his head lolls back when he feels that tongue on his length.
it's too good, way too good. he can feel himself rush closer and closer to release, and that's even before dazai slides his cock into his mouth without warning. atsushi lets out a hiss, like he just got burned, and his jaw clenches tightly. it's not even to keep himself quiet, but a poor attempt of holding himself back. ]
Ngh.. D-dazai-
[ atsushi wants to say so many things, wants to praise dazai for how good he is making him feel or warn him that he's going to cum any second now, but his brain is a jumbled up mess and all he can do is moan, nice and long and loud. one of his hand actually presses down against the back of dazai's head, like he's trying to keep him in a place, and with a last roll of his hips atsushi cums. his back arches off the bed when he does, and his entire body trembles as wave after wave of pleasure crashes down on him. ]
[Dazai relaxes his throat to allow Atsushi to thrust into his mouth as much as he wants, not worried about gagging in the slightest. Atsushi's cock is so hot and thick and wonderful, and Dazai moans when he tastes his arousal on his tongue. He's enjoying this quite a bit, even if the only stimulation his cock is the the friction between himself and the futon.
No other words are necessary for Dazai to know just how good he's making Atsushi feel, because the way he says his name without the honorific speaks volumes. He can tell that Atsushi is close, and when he moans and presses down on Dazai's head he prepares himself to swallow Atsushi's load.
He's certainly not disappointed, and when Atsushi cums Dazai greedily swallows every drop, sucking on the tip for good measure. He works him through the aftershocks, humming happily before he finally pulls off and licks his lips with a little smirk.]
[ atsushi shudders in overstimulation when dazai hums around his cock before pulling off. he opens his mouth and inhales once, twice, taking in heaves of air in an attempt to calm himself down. his entire body feels pleasantly warm and relaxed all over, like there's not a single bone or an ounce of tension left in him.
it's only when dazai speaks that atsushi blinks his eyes open to look at him. ]
D-don't say something like that, Dazai-san.
[ no way in hell does this stuff taste good. atsushi feels flattered nevertheless, though it's hard to tell by the way he looks away in embarrassment. and as satisfied as he feels right now, there's something else still on his mind when he looks back towards dazai. ]
What about you?
[ atsushi's gaze drops a bit lower, to hint at what he's talking about. surely that boner won't just go away by itself. ]
[It might be fun to tease Atsushi when he's oversensitive like this sometime, but right now Dazai is a man on a mission, and when Atsushi opens his eyes once more he'll see Dazai looking at him like he's a particularly tasty snack just waiting to be devoured.]
But why? It's true~
[He chuckles at how embarrassed Atsushi is right now. Of course cum doesn't taste like vanilla ice cream, but it's the act of tasting it and swallowing it that really gets Dazai going, which is evident by how hard he is right now.
He taps his chin, humming in thought.]
Well, I could let you feel what it's like to have me inside of you, but I'd be satisfied with your mouth as well.
[Or anything, really. He wants Atsushi to feel comfortable as they start exploring things like this together, and he's patient enough to let Atsushi set the pace.]
[ there's probably no point in arguing about this. if dazai enjoys swallowing cum, then so be it.. and it would be a lie to say that atsushi won't happily supply him with more.
atsushi sits up a little, teeth digging into his lower lip. he wouldn't mind sucking dazai off, actually.. god knows he's fantasized about this often enough already. but just looking at dazai's flushed and hard cock sends all sorts of desires rushing through him, and he finally wills himself to look dazai in the eyes. ]
I want to feel you.
[ atsushi leans over towards the drawer and rummages through neatly folded clothes, until he finally finds the lube. just the fact that he has this probably destroy the last bits of the pure good boy image dazai might have had of him. ]
Do you want me to turn around..?
[ he has no idea which position would make it easier. if dazai wants to prepare him, that is. there's a part of atsushi that also really, really enjoyed the idea of dazai watching him while he fucked himself on his fingers. dazai really drew out the most perverted sides of him.. ]
[The look that Atsushi gives him sends shivers down Dazai’s spine, and he’s definitely not going to protest. He’s certainly fantasized about fucking Atsushi in every position imaginable on every surface imaginable, and finally doing it is bound to feel incredible.]
Then you will.
[Dazai is actually a little surprised that Atsushi had lube readily available, but that only piques his interest all the more. He wonders just what he’s been using it for...the thought makes him grin.]
Oh? You know, I think I’d like that.
[His smirk turns almost devilish as he practically devours Atsushi with his eyes. He could prepare Atsushi, but part of him wants to see him fucking himself on his fingers to ready himself for Dazai’s cock.]
[ oh god, dazai really wants him to.. atsushi isn't sure whether he's mortified or incredibly turn on the moment he connects the dots. maybe a little bit of both? either way, he bites his lower lip in thought and looks down for a moment, clearly struggling with the wave of embarrassment that rushes through him. ]
If you want me to..
[ his cock actually drips with arousal when he turns around to get on all fours. displaying himself like this in front of dazai is embarrassing and shameful, but it's also like something straight out of atsushi's wet dreams.
his hands tremble when he slicks up two of his fingers, trying to keep his eyes trained on the task at hand without daring to look at dazai. once he feels like it's enough, he slowly reaches behind himself, automatically widening the stance of his legs to allow for better access.
knowing that dazai is watching him makes him pause for a moment, but then his slicked up fingers brush over his hole and atsushi forgets about it for a moment. his back arches when he presses in the first finger, and he casts a shy glance over his shoulder towards dazai as he works himself open for him. ]
[He would never force Atsushi to put on a show for him, but judging by how dripping wet he is he’s more than happy to oblige. Dazai watches like a cat that’s spotted its prey, quiet and eager to pounce when the opportunity arises. Atsushi looks incredible on all fours, presenting himself for him, and Dazai is certainly going to commit this to memory.
Watching him slick up his fingers and spread his legs is the stuff of wet dreams, and Dazai has to fight the urge to start jerking himself off to the sight. He wants to be able to fuck Atsushi nice and hard once he’s ready, after all, and when that first finger slips inside of Atsushi’s tight little hole Dazai has to bite his lip to keep from letting out a shuddering sigh.
Atsushi is so hot that it should be illegal.]
You look incredible, Atsushi-kun. I can’t wait to be inside you.
[ atsushi definitely isn't the person to put on a show for anyone, but something about the idea of fingering himself in front of dazai, having dazai watch him so intently, sends blood rushing through his body at dangerous speeds. the first finger quickly gets followed by a second one, and atsushi makes sure to widen the stance of his knees, arching his back nicely while he fucks himself with his fingers.
he's been fantasizing about this for such a long time, knowing that this is finally happening in real life feels surreal. ]
I want you, Dazai-san.
[ atsushi can't hold back a little whimper when his fingers curl inside him and rub at a particularly good spot. maybe the pleasure washing over him loosens his tongue a little, because he can't keep quiet anymore and even lets out a few shameless moans as he continues working himself open. ]
Please..
[ he glances over his shoulder again, just as he pulls out his fingers, making sure to scissor them to show dazai just how loose and open he is for him. ]
[God, Dazai could cum just from watching Atsushi fucking himself open on his fingers, but he's far too excited to feel that hot, tight hole clenching down around him to possibly end things now. He grips his cock at the base, using his fingers as a makeshift cockring as Atsushi prepares himself for his cock.]
I want you too.
[Oh yes, Atsushi is learning to pleasure himself just right, and maybe one day Dazai will tease him with nothing but his fingers, but for now he has something much better in mind. When Atsushi pulls his fingers out and presents himself for him Dazai can't hold back any longer.
He lays back against the futon, his cock standing hard between his legs, the head glistening with precum. It's been a very long time since he's wanted someone this much, and he can only imagine how incredible Atsushi will feel sinking down on him.]
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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.]
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D-don't say that so casually, Dazai-san.
[ he won't be able to stop blushing tonight, will he? dazai complimenting him like this makes him feel hot all over, and he almost wants to turn away and cover himself up. that is, if it weren't for dazai's hands on his skin and his lips on his shoulder. it feels way too good to break away from this kind of physical contact.
his fingers tighten around the handful of hair he has gripped at the nape of dazai's neck, and he might just give it a little tug, although without intending to do so. ]
I could touch you too..
[ dazai only has to tell him what he wants, and atsushi will gladly do it for him. ]
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[Of course Dazai is notorious for that devilish silver tongue of his, but he actually does mean it this time. Atsushi is beautiful in a way that not many people are; both inside and out. That’s definitely something to be recognized and cherished, and Dazai thinks he’ll start by lavishing Atsushi with praise and affection, just like he deserves.]
Atsushi-kuuuun...
[Dazai says his name in that little sing-song voice of his, because clearly he still has to tease him. He pulls back from lavishing Atsushi’s skin with attention just long enough to flash him a playful little smile.]
Then you should.
[But he can’t further undress with Atsushi in his lap, and he doesn’t want to make him move, so he simply lays back and slides a hand over his chest enticingly.]
You could undress me the rest of the way. You don’t have to be gentle~
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Really?
[ is it really alright for him to touch and undress dazai? surely he'd prefer it to be some beautiful woman.. but he said that atsushi is beautiful too, now that he thinks about it. just remembering it has atsushi bite his lower lip. he wants dazai to compliment him more..
maybe he'll do it if atsushi undresses him. still, he's a bit nervous about it as he slides his hand down dazai's bandage covered torso, towards his pants. he pauses for a moment, hand lingering on the buckle of dazai's belt, and his eyes flick upwards, silently asking for permission. ]
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[He knows the effect that he has on Atsushi, but he's still keen on laying back and letting Atsushi take the reins and explore as he likes. Dazai is in no hurry, though he's certainly growing more and more aroused by the second.
Dazai reaches up to gently cup Atsushi's cheek, smoothing his thumb over his pretty, soft skin.]
Go ahead. You can undress me and touch me anywhere you like.
[There's nothing too scandalous under his pants, just some plain blue boxers and a prominent erection that Atsushi is sure to notice.]
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encouraged by his words, atsushi quickly undoes the buckle of dazai's belt, then pulls down the zipper of his pants. he noticed - and felt - it before, but actually seeing dazai's cock, even though still obscured by a thin layer of fabric, has atsushi shudder.
for a moment he seems lost, like he doesn't know what to do. then, very slowly and carefully, atsushi begins to pull down dazai's underwear as much as he can. it's almost a bit too fast, the way his hand wraps around dazai's cock moments later, and squeezes it. ]
I used to imagine this a lot..
[ oh. saying out loud is different from just thinking it. atsushi can feel his ears start to burn as they turn red. what will dazai think of him, knowing that atsushi had such dirty thoughts about him..? ]
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Dazai shudders when Atsushi frees his cock from his underwear, and is it weird to feel proud of him for taking initiative? Probably, but Dazai isn't going to point it out right now, especially when he feels Atsushi's hand wrap around his dick.]
Haahhh...
[His hips buck all on their own, and he can hardly control the urge to push Atsushi down and have his way with him. He settles for leaning in and nipping at Atsushi's neck instead, his tongue quickly soothing over the bite right after.]
Oh? Was it better than the real thing?
[He'd suspected that Atsushi might be crushing on him a little, but even he's surprised to hear him say that he's fantasized about him out loud. How bold!]
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N-no.. The real thing is way better.
[ he accentuates that statement by moving his hand, slowly stroking dazai's entire length from base to tip. it's so hot and atsushi thinks he can feel it pulsing in his grip. it's so much different from touching himself. ]
This here.. is even bigger than I imagined it to be.
[ his gaze flickers up, at dazai's face, before he quickly looks down again. his teeth dig into his lower lip, almost like he has to focus intensely at the task at hand. he just wants to make sure that he's doing good and that dazai likes it. maybe he'll praise atsushi again when he does a good job. ]
I wonder how it would fit..
[ did he just say that out loud? ]
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[If Atsushi liked that reaction he’ll love the way Dazai thrusts up into his hand with another shameless moan, and the head of his cock begins to glisten with precum from just how excited he is.
That comment gets a soft, breathy laugh out of Dazai. Just how much has Atsushi thought about this?]
Oh? Do you like it?
[It would be embarrassing for Atsushi to say he loves Dazai’s cock, he’s sure, but he certainly wouldn’t mind more compliments. Not to mention the way Atsushi looks at him as he jerks him off, as if just this is turning him on immensely.]
That depends. Have you ever...nnn...tried putting anything inside of you before?
[Dazai looks down at the bulge between Atsushi’s legs, and he can’t help but reach down and stroke him through his pants.]
You’re doing so well, Atsushi-kun~
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I love it.
[ he blurts that out faster than intended, and he looks down in embarrassment. his hand never stops moving, stroking dazai's cock from base to tip, and he twists his wrist slightly whenever he reaches to head of his erection, as if to squeeze every last drop of precum out of him. ]
O-only my fingers.. I used to- ah!
[ atsushi can't help the surprised little moan that escapes him when dazai reaches down between his legs and begins stroking him through his pants. he's not sure what he likes more - getting praised or having dazai touch him. without wasting another thought, atsushi quickly moves to undo his pants, then kicks them off hastily before climbing back into dazai's lap. this time he makes sure that he sits a little higher. when he leans in to give dazai a kiss, their cocks press together, the sensation dragging a low moan from atsushi's throat. ]
I used to fantasize about this.. About you and me. And you touching me and.. pushing me down and having your way with me.
[ atsushi always told himself that he would never let dazai know about those things, but here he is, confessing all his dirty secrets to him. ]
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His smirk only grows when Atsushi blurts out that he loves his cock, and of course that only makes his already swollen length twitch and drip in Atsushi's grip. Soon he's slick with his own arousal, and it's all because of Atsushi.]
You've fucked yourself on your fingers while thinking about me?
[That's incredibly hot, and what's even better is how Atsushi is so very eager for more. Dazai watches him with hungry eyes as he strips bare, and the moment their lips meet again he takes Atsushi's face in his hands and deepens the kiss with plenty of heat and passion.
Only the sensation of their cocks rubbing together gets him to pull back with a moan, and how can he possibly resist Atsushi when he's saying such things? Without hesitation he reenacts Atsushi's fantasy, pushing him down on his back and rolling his hips against him to grind their cocks together once more.]
There's so many things I could do to you, Atsushi-kun. It's hard to decide where to start~
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You can do anything you want to do.
[ atsushi wants him to. no matter what dazai will end up doing to him, he'll probably love it and will be able to die happily. well, if dazai got up and left him, he'd be heartbroken for sure, but the memory of kissing dazai would comfort him a little. though he'd prefer it if they did even better things together. ]
I've been dreaming about this for so long..
[ he pauses as he reaches up to wrap his arms around dazai's neck and pull him closer, his hips bucking up to grind against dazai in the process. ]
I want Dazai-san to.. touch me and kiss me and.. fuck me..
[ the last part only comes out as a quiet whisper before he presses his lips to dazai's. atsushi is so embarrassed, but he's not lying either. if dazai wanted to fuck him, he'd be the last person to say no to that. ]
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Anything, huh?
[Oh, hearing Atsushi admit to dreaming about this is beyond sexy, and he bucks his hips against Atsushi's with a moan, the smile never leaving his lips.]
Anything you want, kitten.
[The nickname slips from his lips rather easily before he returns the kiss, but soon he's breaking away to dip lower, pressing hot kisses over Atsushi's stomach and then finally flicking his tongue out over Atsushi's cock.]
Should I be nice and gentle? Or a little bit rough?
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D-dazai-san..
[ his hips buck up when he feels that tongue on his cock, and his hands tangle in dazai's hair and tug at it. god, he wants more of the touch, but he doesn't want to be selfish and ask for something that won't bring pleasure to dazai.. besides, he wants to feel dazai all over him. ideally, his weight pressing down on atsushi's body while he fucks him senseless. ]
You can be a little rough with me. I won't mind.
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And so he does, his eyes fixed on Atsushi’s face as he sucks on the head of his cock. He goes nice and slow, letting Atsushi feel the heat of his tongue before he slides his cock into his mouth a little over halfway. It’s fine if Atsushi cums, because Dazai plans on fucking him anyway, and who doesn’t want multiple orgasms? For now though he’ll alternate between licking and sucking Atsushi’s cock, eventually swallowing him almost to the hilt.]
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it's too good, way too good. he can feel himself rush closer and closer to release, and that's even before dazai slides his cock into his mouth without warning. atsushi lets out a hiss, like he just got burned, and his jaw clenches tightly. it's not even to keep himself quiet, but a poor attempt of holding himself back. ]
Ngh.. D-dazai-
[ atsushi wants to say so many things, wants to praise dazai for how good he is making him feel or warn him that he's going to cum any second now, but his brain is a jumbled up mess and all he can do is moan, nice and long and loud. one of his hand actually presses down against the back of dazai's head, like he's trying to keep him in a place, and with a last roll of his hips atsushi cums. his back arches off the bed when he does, and his entire body trembles as wave after wave of pleasure crashes down on him. ]
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No other words are necessary for Dazai to know just how good he's making Atsushi feel, because the way he says his name without the honorific speaks volumes. He can tell that Atsushi is close, and when he moans and presses down on Dazai's head he prepares himself to swallow Atsushi's load.
He's certainly not disappointed, and when Atsushi cums Dazai greedily swallows every drop, sucking on the tip for good measure. He works him through the aftershocks, humming happily before he finally pulls off and licks his lips with a little smirk.]
You taste good, Atsushi-kun~
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it's only when dazai speaks that atsushi blinks his eyes open to look at him. ]
D-don't say something like that, Dazai-san.
[ no way in hell does this stuff taste good. atsushi feels flattered nevertheless, though it's hard to tell by the way he looks away in embarrassment. and as satisfied as he feels right now, there's something else still on his mind when he looks back towards dazai. ]
What about you?
[ atsushi's gaze drops a bit lower, to hint at what he's talking about. surely that boner won't just go away by itself. ]
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But why? It's true~
[He chuckles at how embarrassed Atsushi is right now. Of course cum doesn't taste like vanilla ice cream, but it's the act of tasting it and swallowing it that really gets Dazai going, which is evident by how hard he is right now.
He taps his chin, humming in thought.]
Well, I could let you feel what it's like to have me inside of you, but I'd be satisfied with your mouth as well.
[Or anything, really. He wants Atsushi to feel comfortable as they start exploring things like this together, and he's patient enough to let Atsushi set the pace.]
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atsushi sits up a little, teeth digging into his lower lip. he wouldn't mind sucking dazai off, actually.. god knows he's fantasized about this often enough already. but just looking at dazai's flushed and hard cock sends all sorts of desires rushing through him, and he finally wills himself to look dazai in the eyes. ]
I want to feel you.
[ atsushi leans over towards the drawer and rummages through neatly folded clothes, until he finally finds the lube. just the fact that he has this probably destroy the last bits of the pure good boy image dazai might have had of him. ]
Do you want me to turn around..?
[ he has no idea which position would make it easier. if dazai wants to prepare him, that is. there's a part of atsushi that also really, really enjoyed the idea of dazai watching him while he fucked himself on his fingers. dazai really drew out the most perverted sides of him.. ]
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Then you will.
[Dazai is actually a little surprised that Atsushi had lube readily available, but that only piques his interest all the more. He wonders just what he’s been using it for...the thought makes him grin.]
Oh? You know, I think I’d like that.
[His smirk turns almost devilish as he practically devours Atsushi with his eyes. He could prepare Atsushi, but part of him wants to see him fucking himself on his fingers to ready himself for Dazai’s cock.]
Are you going to give me a show?
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If you want me to..
[ his cock actually drips with arousal when he turns around to get on all fours. displaying himself like this in front of dazai is embarrassing and shameful, but it's also like something straight out of atsushi's wet dreams.
his hands tremble when he slicks up two of his fingers, trying to keep his eyes trained on the task at hand without daring to look at dazai. once he feels like it's enough, he slowly reaches behind himself, automatically widening the stance of his legs to allow for better access.
knowing that dazai is watching him makes him pause for a moment, but then his slicked up fingers brush over his hole and atsushi forgets about it for a moment. his back arches when he presses in the first finger, and he casts a shy glance over his shoulder towards dazai as he works himself open for him. ]
Do you like it, Dazai-san..?
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Watching him slick up his fingers and spread his legs is the stuff of wet dreams, and Dazai has to fight the urge to start jerking himself off to the sight. He wants to be able to fuck Atsushi nice and hard once he’s ready, after all, and when that first finger slips inside of Atsushi’s tight little hole Dazai has to bite his lip to keep from letting out a shuddering sigh.
Atsushi is so hot that it should be illegal.]
You look incredible, Atsushi-kun. I can’t wait to be inside you.
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he's been fantasizing about this for such a long time, knowing that this is finally happening in real life feels surreal. ]
I want you, Dazai-san.
[ atsushi can't hold back a little whimper when his fingers curl inside him and rub at a particularly good spot. maybe the pleasure washing over him loosens his tongue a little, because he can't keep quiet anymore and even lets out a few shameless moans as he continues working himself open. ]
Please..
[ he glances over his shoulder again, just as he pulls out his fingers, making sure to scissor them to show dazai just how loose and open he is for him. ]
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I want you too.
[Oh yes, Atsushi is learning to pleasure himself just right, and maybe one day Dazai will tease him with nothing but his fingers, but for now he has something much better in mind. When Atsushi pulls his fingers out and presents himself for him Dazai can't hold back any longer.
He lays back against the futon, his cock standing hard between his legs, the head glistening with precum. It's been a very long time since he's wanted someone this much, and he can only imagine how incredible Atsushi will feel sinking down on him.]
Come ride me, Atsushi-kun.
[An even better show in Dazai's opinion.]
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