[ 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.]
[ atsushi wonders if it's actually possible for him to still feel blood rush to his head, but it sure seems like he's blushing even harder at the suggestion to ride dazai. normally he'd shoot him down and tell him that it's too embarrassing, but right not atsushi seems driven by his own desires.
he turns around so he can face dazai, and begins to inch closer, until he's hovering over dazai's lap. one of his hands comes to rest on dazai's shoulder, and atsushi actually has it in him to lean in a bit, just to whisper in his ear enticingly. ]
You'll have to teach me how to do it properly.
[ there's a tiny part of atsushi who actually wonders who the hell that person is who is trying so hard to be absolutely irresistible for dazai, and who wants to show him just what a good and obedient boy he can be.
that's something to think (and be embarrassed) about later. atsushi wraps a hand around dazai's cock and gives him a little squeeze, moments before he presses the head of that dripping wet cock against his hole. the touch alone is scorching hot already, and the heat seems to amplify even more as atsushi slowly lowers himself on dazai's cock.
the feel of that thick length sliding inside him has atsushi whimper and tremble, fingers digging into dazai's shoulder hard. it's so big, almost too big, and every single inch pushing inside him seems to split and stretch him even wider. by the time he settles in dazai's lap, atsushi is covered in sweat and breathing heavily. ]
Ah.. It actually went in..
[ and judging by how hard his own cock is and how much he's dripping, he's really enjoying the feeling of dazai deep inside of him. ]
[Dazai certainly is glad that Atsushi doesn’t refuse his request, because he knows, even before he gets into position, that Atsushi is going to look incredible on top of him. He’s definitely not disappointed when Atsushi straddles his waist and leans in close, and his smirk grows almost devilish when Atsushi whispers in his ear. He’s certainly not as innocent as Dazai had once thought.]
I’d be glad to teach you~
[Atsushi certainly is irresistible right now, and Dazai groans when he wraps a hand around his cock to position it at his hole. It’s difficult not to thrust inside of him all at once, to sit still inside of pounding into him. As calm and collected as he might seem right now he’s definitely struggling to let Atsushi take things at his own pace, but he’s well-behaved enough to sit still as Atsushi slowly sinks down onto his cock, his fingers digging into Atsushi’s hips as he bites back a moan.
Fuck, Atsushi is so hot and tight around him that it’s almost impossible to hold back, but Dazai manages to do so, his cock twitching and dripping inside of Atsushi. His voice is as smooth as ever when he speaks though, a testament to his impressive willpower.]
You’re doing so well, Atsushi-kun. Such a good boy for me~
[ hearing dazai praise him like that and call him a good boy does things to atsushi. he involuntarily clenches around his cock, and the sensation of having dazai inside of him only seems to amplify through that. atsushi lets out a shaky little moan, and his fingers dig harder into dazai's shoulder. ]
I'm trying my best..
[ he really is, which is why he carefully rolls his hips now. his eyes are trained on dazai's face in an attempt to find out how he likes it best. he wants to be good for dazai, after all.. and just the idea of dazai praising him even more for pleasuring him just right has atsushi shudder and roll his shoulders as though he's trying to shake off the sensation. ]
[Dazai is glad to see that his assumption that Atsushi would enjoy being called a good boy is correct, but he’s not just doing it to rile him up. He really does mean every bit of praise he lavishes Atsushi with, and he plans on giving him plenty more. He rolls his hips up, letting Atsushi feel his cock deep inside of him, and Dazai himself is feeling pretty damn good right now, especially when Atsushi digs his nails into his shoulder.]
You are. You’re so beautiful. I want to be the only one who gets to see you like this.
[He’s laying it on thick, but Atsushi really is beautiful, and Dazai lets his head fall back with a deep moan as Atsushi rolls his hips. Fuck, it’s so hard for Dazai not to want to just thrust up into him over and over until Atsushi is practically screaming his name, but he manages to keep still, letting Atsushi move on his own.]
That’s good...try lifting your hips a little and sliding back down~
[ hearing dazai moan like that has atsushi shiver in response. it's so sexy.. just knowing that it's him, of all people, who draws such reactions out of the man he's been crushing on for so long gets atsushi even more excited. he makes sure to follow dazai's introductions and carefully lifts his hips. the feeling of dazai's cock sliding out of him about halfway is heavenly and it only gets better when atsushi allows himself to drop down again, effectively forcing dazai's length even deeper inside him. ]
Ahh.. Dazai-san..
[ atsushi repeats the motion, once, twice more, as he clumsily tries to find a rhythm. it's a bit difficult and way more exhausting than he had assumed, but it doesn't take long for atsushi to get used to the motions. it's only a few minutes later that atsushi moves with a bit more fluidity, bouncing in dazai's lap as he fucks himself on his cock. his nails dug harder into dazai's shoulder in an attempt to steady himself. there's sweat rolling down the side of his flushed face, but atsushi doesn't even notice it.
his head drops forward, between his outstretched arms, and he watches in mesmerization how his cock drips with arousal all over his own stomach and dazai's whenever he drops down and that cock strikes something inside him that has him choke on his own breath. ]
[There’s something so delightfully sinful about being the first person that Atsushi has done this kind of thing with, and knowing that he’ll likely be the one that Atsushi is with for a while makes it all the sweeter. He enjoys guiding Atsushi along, and he digs his nails into those narrow hips, urging him to keep on riding his cock. Feeling him lift up before dropping back down is incredible, and Dazai isn’t shy about the soft little moans and grunts he lets out as Atsushi slowly finds a rhythm.]
So good for me...
[He doesn’t mind lavishing Atsushi with praise, encouraging him to keep going until the movements start feeling more natural. Just like a good boy he does just that, and soon Dazai is treated to him bouncing up and down on his cock. He looks so gorgeous right now, pale skin flushed and covered in a light sheen of sweat, and Dazai can’t help but lean in and capture his lips in a heated, sloppy kiss as he bucks his hips up to meet every thrust.
He breaks the kiss with a little hiss when Atsushi’s nails bite into his shoulder, but he actually enjoys the feeling, and he can feel his cock twitch deep inside of Atsushi’s ass. He also notices Atsushi looking down between them, and he can’t help but laugh breathlessly.]
You’re already dripping wet for me. I wonder if you can cum just from my cock.
[ atsushi wishes he could respond to the kiss, but it's like his body is too overwhelmed with everything else that's going on. all he can do is moan against dazai's mouth and then let out a disappointed little sigh when he pulls back.
dazai's comment has him shiver and he drops down on dazai's cock harder, with more force behind it. it feels so, so good, but he still needs more. he just doesn't know what it is that he needs. ]
Nnngh..
[ atsushi's fingers loosen their grip on dazai's shoulders so he can wrap his arms around dazai's neck. he leans in closer, until their chests are pressed flush against each other and atsushi can bury his face in the crook of dazai's neck. the changed angle feels even better than before, but it's still not enough, and atsushi can't help a low whine of frustration at that. ]
[There’s just something so sexy about Atsushi being overwhelmed with pleasure because of him, and Dazai smirks against his lips before he pulls back, fully ready to give Atsushi exactly what he wants. He’s been behaving so well, riding his cock like a good kitten, and Dazai absolutely wants to reward him for his efforts.
He feels a spark of something when Atsushi clings to him, their chests pressed together until there’s no space left between their bodies. It’s something intimate, something that Dazai doesn’t often feel with his partners, and as in control as he’s seemed this entire time, it seems like he’s finally giving in to his own pleasure.]
Atsushi...
[Finally Dazai throws caution to the wind and puts his back into it, slamming up into Atsushi nice and hard until he’s practically bouncing in his lap. With Atsushi’s face buried in his neck Dazai has full access to his pale, slender neck, and he takes the opportunity to sink his teeth deep into his sensitive flesh, timing the bite perfectly with a rough snap of his hips.]
[ atsushi almost sobs when dazai begins to move in earnest, slamming into him nice and hard in a way that his prostate gets hit with every single thrust of that thick cock inside his ass. coherent thoughts have left him by now and all atsushi can do is moan without any restraint as he inches closer and closer to release.
the rough snap of his hips combined with the feeling of teeth sinking into his neck does it for him. atsushi sounds like he chokes on his own breath when the pleasure peaks and his entire body locks up. he clenches around dazai's cock, but he can't stop moving, doesn't want to stop out of fear that the pleasure will just stop.
cum spills between them, painting his and dazai's stomachs in thick spurts as atsushi trembles in dazai's lap, toes curled and breath hiccuping with each wave of ecstasy that washes over him and leaves him speechless. he barely feels the single tear rolling down his cheek and then dripping of his chin and onto dazai's bandage covered chest.
by the time atsushi finally comes down from his high, he collapses against dazai's chest, spent and boneless and heaving for air. ]
[It’s so tempting to bite Atsushi over and over again, to mark him as Dazai’s for everyone to see, but he keeps his mouth to one spot, sucking and biting at the sensitive flesh as he pounds into Atsushi for all he’s worth. He’s so, so close to an orgasm, yet he manages to hold out just long enough for Atsushi to cum first. And what a sight he is as he cries out for him, his body trembling with pleasure as he tightens up around Dazai’s cock. Even as he becomes overwhelmed with pleasure he keeps moving, and Dazai ends up with a hot, sticky mess on his chest as he fucks Atsushi through his orgasm, the desperate sounds that spill from his lips music to Dazai’s ears.
It only takes a few more sharp snaps of his hips for Dazai to come right after him, and he shudders in pure ecstasy as he cums deep inside of Atsushi with a groan, his cock pulsing as he fills him to the brim. It’s definitely one of most intense orgasms he’s ever had, and once he’s completely spent he releases his hold on Atsushi’s neck, licking at the wound to soothe it.]
Mmm...
[Dazai pulls back to take in Atsushi’s fucked-out expression, his thumb coming up to wipe away the trail of a single tear on his cheek.]
[ atsushi shudders so hard even his toes curl when he feels dazai cum inside him, his release sticky and hot and filling him up. even in his oversensitive state, atsushi clenches around dazai in response to his orgasm. hopefully it feels good too.. atsushi doesn't want to be the only one who has fun. ]
Hmm.. I think I'm dead..
[ he really looks all dead and completely useless right now with his half lidded eyes and slightly parted lips. if dazai told him to get up and walk now, he wouldn't be able to do it. his entire body feels boneless and spent, like he just spent all day doing physical exercises. ]
[It feels incredible, and Dazai shivers as Atsushi squeezes tighter around him. He hasn’t cum like that in ages, and he can’t help but look blissed out as he slides his hands up over Atsushi’s chest.]
Don’t die unless you’re taking me with you!
[Dazai please...in any case Atsushi looks adorably tousled right now, and Dazai slides his fingers through his messy hair affectionately, not wanting to move just yet. That question earns Atsushi a warm smile, one that actually reaches Dazai’s eyes.]
I did. Did you?
[Obviously, but he has to ask anyways as he idly plays with Atsushi’s hair.]
[ usually atsushi would roll his eyes at dazai for being so obsessed with dying, but right now even that feels too exhausting to do. he barely manages a quiet little huff against dazai's chest, and he hums quietly in response to the fingers sliding through his hair. ]
It was great.
[ even though his entire body feels sore right now.. hopefully the tiger's powers will fix that too. ]
Yeah..
[ atsushi wills himself to open his eyes and straighten up again, but only so he can slide his arms around dazai's neck and give him the neediest look ever with big and curious eyes. ]
I want to do it a lot more often with you, Dazai-san.
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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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he turns around so he can face dazai, and begins to inch closer, until he's hovering over dazai's lap. one of his hands comes to rest on dazai's shoulder, and atsushi actually has it in him to lean in a bit, just to whisper in his ear enticingly. ]
You'll have to teach me how to do it properly.
[ there's a tiny part of atsushi who actually wonders who the hell that person is who is trying so hard to be absolutely irresistible for dazai, and who wants to show him just what a good and obedient boy he can be.
that's something to think (and be embarrassed) about later. atsushi wraps a hand around dazai's cock and gives him a little squeeze, moments before he presses the head of that dripping wet cock against his hole. the touch alone is scorching hot already, and the heat seems to amplify even more as atsushi slowly lowers himself on dazai's cock.
the feel of that thick length sliding inside him has atsushi whimper and tremble, fingers digging into dazai's shoulder hard. it's so big, almost too big, and every single inch pushing inside him seems to split and stretch him even wider. by the time he settles in dazai's lap, atsushi is covered in sweat and breathing heavily. ]
Ah.. It actually went in..
[ and judging by how hard his own cock is and how much he's dripping, he's really enjoying the feeling of dazai deep inside of him. ]
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I’d be glad to teach you~
[Atsushi certainly is irresistible right now, and Dazai groans when he wraps a hand around his cock to position it at his hole. It’s difficult not to thrust inside of him all at once, to sit still inside of pounding into him. As calm and collected as he might seem right now he’s definitely struggling to let Atsushi take things at his own pace, but he’s well-behaved enough to sit still as Atsushi slowly sinks down onto his cock, his fingers digging into Atsushi’s hips as he bites back a moan.
Fuck, Atsushi is so hot and tight around him that it’s almost impossible to hold back, but Dazai manages to do so, his cock twitching and dripping inside of Atsushi. His voice is as smooth as ever when he speaks though, a testament to his impressive willpower.]
You’re doing so well, Atsushi-kun. Such a good boy for me~
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I'm trying my best..
[ he really is, which is why he carefully rolls his hips now. his eyes are trained on dazai's face in an attempt to find out how he likes it best. he wants to be good for dazai, after all.. and just the idea of dazai praising him even more for pleasuring him just right has atsushi shudder and roll his shoulders as though he's trying to shake off the sensation. ]
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You are. You’re so beautiful. I want to be the only one who gets to see you like this.
[He’s laying it on thick, but Atsushi really is beautiful, and Dazai lets his head fall back with a deep moan as Atsushi rolls his hips. Fuck, it’s so hard for Dazai not to want to just thrust up into him over and over until Atsushi is practically screaming his name, but he manages to keep still, letting Atsushi move on his own.]
That’s good...try lifting your hips a little and sliding back down~
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Ahh.. Dazai-san..
[ atsushi repeats the motion, once, twice more, as he clumsily tries to find a rhythm. it's a bit difficult and way more exhausting than he had assumed, but it doesn't take long for atsushi to get used to the motions. it's only a few minutes later that atsushi moves with a bit more fluidity, bouncing in dazai's lap as he fucks himself on his cock. his nails dug harder into dazai's shoulder in an attempt to steady himself. there's sweat rolling down the side of his flushed face, but atsushi doesn't even notice it.
his head drops forward, between his outstretched arms, and he watches in mesmerization how his cock drips with arousal all over his own stomach and dazai's whenever he drops down and that cock strikes something inside him that has him choke on his own breath. ]
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So good for me...
[He doesn’t mind lavishing Atsushi with praise, encouraging him to keep going until the movements start feeling more natural. Just like a good boy he does just that, and soon Dazai is treated to him bouncing up and down on his cock. He looks so gorgeous right now, pale skin flushed and covered in a light sheen of sweat, and Dazai can’t help but lean in and capture his lips in a heated, sloppy kiss as he bucks his hips up to meet every thrust.
He breaks the kiss with a little hiss when Atsushi’s nails bite into his shoulder, but he actually enjoys the feeling, and he can feel his cock twitch deep inside of Atsushi’s ass. He also notices Atsushi looking down between them, and he can’t help but laugh breathlessly.]
You’re already dripping wet for me. I wonder if you can cum just from my cock.
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dazai's comment has him shiver and he drops down on dazai's cock harder, with more force behind it. it feels so, so good, but he still needs more. he just doesn't know what it is that he needs. ]
Nnngh..
[ atsushi's fingers loosen their grip on dazai's shoulders so he can wrap his arms around dazai's neck. he leans in closer, until their chests are pressed flush against each other and atsushi can bury his face in the crook of dazai's neck. the changed angle feels even better than before, but it's still not enough, and atsushi can't help a low whine of frustration at that. ]
I want to cum, Dazai-san.. Please..!
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He feels a spark of something when Atsushi clings to him, their chests pressed together until there’s no space left between their bodies. It’s something intimate, something that Dazai doesn’t often feel with his partners, and as in control as he’s seemed this entire time, it seems like he’s finally giving in to his own pleasure.]
Atsushi...
[Finally Dazai throws caution to the wind and puts his back into it, slamming up into Atsushi nice and hard until he’s practically bouncing in his lap. With Atsushi’s face buried in his neck Dazai has full access to his pale, slender neck, and he takes the opportunity to sink his teeth deep into his sensitive flesh, timing the bite perfectly with a rough snap of his hips.]
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the rough snap of his hips combined with the feeling of teeth sinking into his neck does it for him. atsushi sounds like he chokes on his own breath when the pleasure peaks and his entire body locks up. he clenches around dazai's cock, but he can't stop moving, doesn't want to stop out of fear that the pleasure will just stop.
cum spills between them, painting his and dazai's stomachs in thick spurts as atsushi trembles in dazai's lap, toes curled and breath hiccuping with each wave of ecstasy that washes over him and leaves him speechless. he barely feels the single tear rolling down his cheek and then dripping of his chin and onto dazai's bandage covered chest.
by the time atsushi finally comes down from his high, he collapses against dazai's chest, spent and boneless and heaving for air. ]
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It only takes a few more sharp snaps of his hips for Dazai to come right after him, and he shudders in pure ecstasy as he cums deep inside of Atsushi with a groan, his cock pulsing as he fills him to the brim. It’s definitely one of most intense orgasms he’s ever had, and once he’s completely spent he releases his hold on Atsushi’s neck, licking at the wound to soothe it.]
Mmm...
[Dazai pulls back to take in Atsushi’s fucked-out expression, his thumb coming up to wipe away the trail of a single tear on his cheek.]
Are you alright, Atsushi-kun?
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Hmm.. I think I'm dead..
[ he really looks all dead and completely useless right now with his half lidded eyes and slightly parted lips. if dazai told him to get up and walk now, he wouldn't be able to do it. his entire body feels boneless and spent, like he just spent all day doing physical exercises. ]
Did you enjoy yourself, Dazai-san..?
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Don’t die unless you’re taking me with you!
[Dazai please...in any case Atsushi looks adorably tousled right now, and Dazai slides his fingers through his messy hair affectionately, not wanting to move just yet. That question earns Atsushi a warm smile, one that actually reaches Dazai’s eyes.]
I did. Did you?
[Obviously, but he has to ask anyways as he idly plays with Atsushi’s hair.]
If you did we could do it again sometime.
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It was great.
[ even though his entire body feels sore right now.. hopefully the tiger's powers will fix that too. ]
Yeah..
[ atsushi wills himself to open his eyes and straighten up again, but only so he can slide his arms around dazai's neck and give him the neediest look ever with big and curious eyes. ]
I want to do it a lot more often with you, Dazai-san.
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