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If you had asked Akutagawa where he planned to be this weekend, underneath his sadistically charming mentor would not have crossed his mind. However, there he was, staring above into the cold brown eyes of the man he had come to know not only as a mentor, but as someone he adored, despite the mistreatment, with his pointer finger so vehemently placed under his chin, a crimson wave spreading across his pale complexion, only getting deeper as the inevitable embarrassment of someone as composed as Dazai having had witnessed him in such disarray at the hands of a single finger.
“Really? That’s all it takes for you to have such a reaction? I wouldn’t have thought you to be so sensitive, Ryunosuke, truly my training for you isn’t working if this is all it takes. I bet you’re even getting excited down there too, you’re pathetic and I can’t let your disgusting display continue.” His words like poison, slipping from his lips, but it was true. Akutagawa felt his member rising slightly at the act as well as his body heating up just at the attention from Dazai, his face burning deeper at the humiliation and only able to nod in response, having to avert his eyes, only to be met by a slap to the face and Dazai insulting him more, calling him a pathetic animal and revolting, only aiding to his hard on.
Akutagawa put a hand to his face, feeling the warm sting of the slap as Dazai told him he wasn’t allowed to take his eyes off of him again as the sensation under his chin went from one finger to a hand, roughly grabbing him and turning his head to face up, directly into the crazed gaze of his idol as he demanded Akutagawa go down on his knees before him. Akutagawa complied, trying to ignore the feeling of discomfort as his knees were pressed against the concrete of Dazai’s dungeon and the minor feeling of disgust as the presumably unclean floors.
“You need to learn a lesson, you Port Mafia dog,” Dazai claims while still looking down upon the younger man, “I can’t have you acting like a schoolgirl with a crush around me! You disappoint me, Ryunosuke. I thought you were better than this, I thought my training was going well! But really, you’re just a pathetic slut, on your knees in front of me, begging me to do some disgusting thing to you. Tell me. What do you want me to do to you? No, no, beg me. What do you touch yourself to at night, thinking about me? Probably calling my name out like the desperate whore you are.” Dazai’s demented grin only widened as he degraded his pupil, Akutagawa feeling nothing but shame at the moment, wanting to crawl into a ball and never face the world again but feeling guiltyly euphoric, he had always wanted this, nothing more than Dazai to acknowledge his desires, and now that he was getting that he could only stutter and blush, only furthering his humiliation.
“I…” Akutagawa mumbled out, it took everything in him not to look away from the peering eyes in front of him, but he didn’t want to disappoint Dazai, didn’t want to let this chance escape his grasp. “Spit it out! You’re being pathetic. It’s unwatchable.” Dazai spat out, the words causing a divide between Akutagawa’s brain and his body; his mind told him to be mortified but his body wanted nothing more than to get off and react in excitement. “I want you to .. touch me .. with .. your foot..” He managed to get out in mumbles and pitiful squeaks. “Ah, didn’t I say beg? You’re being disgusting anyway, the only way you’d be any lower is if you were groveling to me, and I’d like you too.” Akutagawa couldn’t take it, at this point he was full hardness and past the point of no return with sexual excitement to where he could ignore the shame, the humiliation, the wondering how he’d ever face Dazai again after this exchange and he could just beg for it.
“Please, please touch me Dazai-san .. with your foot .. against my, my crotch .. I want you to, really badly, please, sir ..” He felt detestable for saying these things out loud, allowing his darkest desires to be voiced, but he felt euphoric at the same time. “Really?” Dazai said with a condescending tone. “I suppose I did promise I’d give this to you, even if I am repulsed by it.” The hand forcing eye contact left his chin as Dazai lifted up his foot to push Akutagawa backwards, hitting the concrete beneath him but breaking the fall with his elbows, his back facing the floor and his stomach up towards Dazai, not particularly the most comfortable position but he paid no mind to the way his body ached as his feverish anticipation increased as Dazai took his foot, wearing his patent black derby shoes as usual, and used it to spread his submissives legs open to have easier access to his groin.
“Is this what you’ve been thinking about during training, hm? Are you so infatuated with me that you can’t even focus on what’s important and instead think of me doing awful things to you? I hope you’re goddamn happy with this then since training is going to be nothing but hell from here on out, and remember, everyday when you’re in the most pain you’ve ever felt, and you’re tired and out of breath; you did this to yourself.” He smirked as he placed his foot right over Akutagawa’s clothed member and pressed down, allowing the toe of his shoe to dig into the other’s length, causing an undignified moan to arise from Akutagawa as he brought a hand up to his mouth to try to silence the noises as Dazai’s shoe continues to dig down, going up and down the outline of his shaft through his pants. “You do seem to be enjoying this, hm? I never could have imagined you looking this miserable and unhinged.” He laughed as he pressed down even harder on the subordinate. “Should I even let you finish? Do you really deserve that? Should I make you be so pathetic and disgusting that you came, like a dog, from grinding on my shoe, huh?” His laughter continued, mockingly, as he continued berating his erected penis with his leather loafer.
“Please, please keep touching me, Dazai-san .. and please let me finish I … ah, I’ve been .. thinking about this for a long time so, please..” He managed to speak up, despite his inner conscious telling him to stop speaking, afraid of disturbing Dazai too badly, his body simply wouldn’t listen to him as he begged through moans and thrust his hips as Dazai kept rubbing against him, the pain and the pleasure becoming intertwined and indistinguishable.
“I suppose your shameful display of desire is good enough for me, I’ll let you finish, but I don’t want to be the one allowing it. Get up for me.” Akutagawa’s heart dropped, he wasn’t sure if he was terrified or ecstatic, on the edge of his seat at what Dazai was going to say as he lifted himself from the dirty floor, resisting the urge to wipe off his jacket as it might displease Dazai.
“Take off your pants.” He said in a demanding tone, different from the playfulness sprinkled into his voice as he usually had. Akutagawa complied, shaky hands reaching to his waist band to pull the bands down over his underwear to reveal black boxer briefs compressing his abused dick in all of it’s shameful excitement, kicking them off to be forgotten about until he comes back to his senses.
“Good, now pull down your underwear.” A shiver went down his spine at the controlling voice coming from the one man he desired most. “Be a good slut for me!” He added on, only causing his arousal to thicken. He did as told, pulling the briefs down over his ass and member, a breeze seldom known to his most private areas causing goosebumps to break out all over his skin, but he paid no mind to it, all he could even think about was getting off at the moment.
“I want to watch you, I want to watch you humiliate yourself in front of me. Touch yourself, get yourself off and be loud; let everyone hear you, let everyone know I make you feel this way. Moan my name like the cheap whore you are.” His smirk widened as he spoke, compressing giggles as he watched the shock expression arise on Akutagawa’s face as his hand moved to his member. His brain was frozen, he had gotten off every night but it felt so impossible now, he felt Dazai’s eyes intrude him, seeing all of him from the flush across his face leading to his ears as well as his hardened dick and his trembling legs. It was exhilarating.
His hand moved to cup his exposed member, slowly moving up and down, small little moans escaping from his agape mouth as he increased the pace to praises from Dazai, the little words of encouragement causing him to speed up and only allowing for more sensitive noises to escape from him, getting louder as the stimulation was more intense.
“Am I .. doing good for you Dazai-san?” He pleaded out while feeling terribly close to finishing, finishing on the floor while his mentor was standing in front of him, watching his every movement like a hawk. “Hmm, you’re doing very good for me. You almost look cute, if you weren’t so pathetic. You can only finish when I command you to, however. Maybe I’ll even make you stay like this forever! You can be my horny little pet, heh.” His mouth never breaking it’s mischievous grin. Akutagawa agreed and continued to rub himself and moaning out Dazai’s name for what felt like an eternity, an eternity he never wanted to be let go. He didn’t want to let the real world continue; he wanted to be pleasured by Dazai forever.
“I suppose I’m satisfied now, feel free to come.” He finally said, and Akutagawa complied, moaning the loudest he had previously and releasing his load with one final plea of “Dazai-san”. He was out of breath and panting as his member let itself go flaccid, Dazai merely smirking at him and walking back up the stairs, leaving him with this mess to clean up and him filling up with unbearable shame. All he said, on the final stair was: “Don’t forget training tomorrow.” and like that, Akutagawa was left alone as always, feeling humiliated and disgusting, but yearning for more.