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Double Black arrived at their apartment around 8 p.m. They took off their coats and hung them on the stand. Chuuya grabbed the taller man's hand and dragged him to the bedroom without hesitation. Dazai was surprised but also cooperative.
Chuuya pushed Dazai onto the king size bed and crawled on his lap. He started moving his hips slowly back and forth. Dazai's eyes widened when a smile spread on smaller man's face. His every stroke tensed Dazai's muscles like no one could. He leaned forward, grabbed the bandaged neck and squeezed lightly while lifting his head up in pleasure. Even looking at him made Dazai's dick twitch. Chuuya's movements were getting faster as the time went by and he could feel something hardening under his crotch. He bended down to kiss Dazai, when their lips met he opened his mouth right away, letting the man above him explore every fold and curve. Chuuya roamed in other one's mouth, licked every bit of skin while interlocking fingers with the man below him with his free hand. The kiss grew more and more passionate until they broke apart to take a breath. That was when Dazai whimpered in desire.
"Chuuya, c'mon..."
The redhead chuckled and moved to his left. His fingers danced on Dazai's body until they reached the zipper of his pants. He unzipped the pants in no hurry and tossed them to a corner of the room. Then he cupped his dick and caressed, found the tip beneath the cloth and made circular motions on it. He enjoyed this a little too much, seeing the "stronger" man sweat and squirm under his touch made him feel powerful. But apparently Dazai wasn't having much fun.
"Please..."
He finally took of his boxers and moved to his right, sitting between his lover's legs. He grabbed Dazai's cock and licked the tip, saliva dripping down his tongue.
"Chuuya, you look beautiful like this."
This gave Chuuya more motivation and he took the tip into his mouth, sucking and licking. He started moving his head up and down, everytime he went down he took just a little more in. Eventually Dazai became impatient, he grabbed a handful of Chuuya's hair and tried to shove it all the way down but before he could push Chuuya pinned his wrists down to the matress. He sighed and accepted his fate, he was at the mercy of his lover. He liked the thought even though he would never admit it.
By now Dazai was fully hard and Chuuya had taken all of him into his mouth. He kept the pace as Dazai's moans grew louder. The taller man's mind flashed white with every stroke, this was all he ever wanted, someone doing a favor for him and waiting nothing in return and that someone being Chuuya was even better. Actually, 𝘩𝘦 was all he ever wanted. Soon the thoughts and touches became too much and he felt the liquid curling up to his tip.
"Chuuya, I'm gonna..."
Chuuya took the hint and fastened the pace. The room was filled with Dazai's groans and sticky sounds coming from Chuuya's mouth.
"I'm c-coming..."
The shorter man kept sucking all of it until Dazai came into his mouth with crying out his name and digging his nails into the bedsheets. Chuuya let go of his wrists and crawled on top of him again. He swallowed the hot liquid as if it was the tastiest thing in the world in front of Dazai's eyes, even though he came seconds ago the sight made the brunette's dick throb. He wiped off the cum dripping from the corner of Chuuya's mouth and leaned in for a kiss. This time the kiss was sloppy, with Chuuya's lips swollen from sucking and Dazai's from biting. Their tongues danced for a bit, then decided to break apart.
"Too many clothes." Chuuya complained without breaking eye contact.
"Let's fix that."
They both sat up and got rid of their clothes as quickly as possible. When they were done they got back to their old position, Chuuya moved his head down to Dazai's neck and started kissing gently. But Dazai wasn't going to let him take charge again. He grabbed the thinner man from his waist and got on top of him. He started sucking and biting his collar bone while teasing his nipples. Chuuya's hands wandered around his chest while whimpering. He lifted his head up and looked at the bruises. When he tried to get back to it Chuuya whined under his touch.
"C'mon."
Dazai looked up to him.
"Use your words, love."
"You know what I want."
"I wanna hear you say it."
Chuuya's skin was thick but Dazai always knew his way in.
"Damn it- Fuck me."
Dazai smirked at the words and ordered.
"On your hands and knees."
Chuuya obeyed at the second, he hated to break out of character, but he was willing to do anything to get Dazai's touch.
Dazai lowered his head and started licking Chuuya's entrance. This part wasn't even necessary because Chuuya was almost hard by now, Dazai did it just so he can hear the redhead beg for more. And he did.
"Please, Dazai..."
"Alright, alright."
Dazai grabbed the bottle of lube from the nightstand and poured it onto his two fingers, spread it then pushed one inside Chuuya. He pulled out and pushed in a few times while Chuuya groaned before adding the second. Right after he put in the second Chuuya grunted.
"Hurry up, bastard."
"Tch tch tch, if you call me names I'll have to stop. Apologize."
Chuuya kept silent. Dazai pulled out his slender fingers and waited. The shorter man couldn't handle the loss of touch and cursed under his breath.
"I'm sorry."
"Good job."
He shoved his fingers back in a quick move, Chuuya gasped both in surprise and pleasure. He kept penetrating a little more while the smaller man's breaths got heavier, then poured the lube on his cock.
He placed his hands on Chuuya's shoulders and slowly put his dick half way in. He started thrusting without going all the way in and it drove Chuuya crazy. He gave up after a few thrusts.
"More, I want more."
"Manners."
"Ngh- Please, ah..."
Dazai grinned while pushing all of him inside and they both exhaled in relaxation. He made in and out motions painfully slowly it almost made Chuuya beg again, but luckily he fastened the pace. Everytime he hit his lover's prostate Chuuya's vision blurred and mind clouded. He saw stars every time the smaller man's inner walls wrapped around his dick. Suddenly Dazai bended over Chuuya's back, grabbed his chin while whispering in his ear.
"Tell me how much you like it or I'll stop."
A shiver ran down Chuuya's spine and he panted with the fear of losing touch.
"I like it, I like it so much please don't stop, ah..."
"Hmm, what a slut."
Without moving his head, he started licking and sucking behind Chuuya's ear, explored every bit of skin, then made his way down to his neck as the redhead made sounds that no one but only Dazai was lucky enough to hear and that made the brunette thrust harder. Chuuya cried out Dazai's name as he pounded himself in like they were the only ones left in the world. He straightened up and ran his fingers on Chuuya's back.
"Chuuyaaa... Only if you could see yourself like this, so pretty... Do you get on your knees for anyone else, hm?"
The smaller man struggled to maintain his breath.
"No, ah... Only... Haahh... Only for you."
"That's right, good boy."
The words made Chuuya's dick twitch and he could feel the blood gathering between his legs. He was able to let out breathy moans and various curse words but nothing more. Exactly how Dazai liked it.
Soon the strokes became unsteady as if he was pushing with the last bit of energy left and that was partially right, Dazai was barely keeping himself together. Precum was leaking from both of their cocks, one wetting the bedsheets and one lubricating Chuuya's insides. Every time he widened the inner walls of the man under him they got closer to their orgasms. At this point Chuuya's legs were shaking and his arms had already given up, his eyelashes were wet from tears. Dazai noticed his struggle, grabbed his upper thighs and lifted just enough to give him some support while Chuuya let out a relaxed breath. With his face buried into the pillow he looked like a statue to Dazai.
"Fuck, Dazai, this feels... You feel so good." Chuuya groaned, not able to keep it to himself anymore.
"I know."
Every bit of physical contact made Chuuya's skin burst into flames, every sound Dazai made went through his nerves like a lightning. At the time he didn't care how weak he looked, how he let his guard down so easily, because Dazai was touching him, claiming him as his and it was all that mattered. It felt like home.
After a few minutes of hard and deep strokes his nerves were as tense as possible and he took that as a warning.
"Dazai, ngh- I'm close."
"Come for me, baby."
That was the last drop. With a lot of whining and shaking, he came all over his stomach and the bedsheets. Dazai loved how his lover repeated his name over and over while coming, as if he wanted the world to know. Him clenching around his dick made Dazai even harder, while Chuuya was regaining his breath he asked.
"Chuuya, I'm coming, do you want me to-"
"Yes, please."
Seeing him desperate for his cum pushed Dazai over the edge, his eyes flashed red with lust and his mind went blank as he came into Chuuya. When he fully poured it in he pulled out his softened cock and took deep breaths. He squeezed the redhead's ass cheecks, then grabbed him by the waist and turned him over. Chuuya was a flustered mess, with sweat dripping down his crimson cheecks, half opened eyelids and cum leaking out of his hole he looked wrecked. Dazai adored the view for a moment before planting a kiss on his forehead.
"You were amazing." He whispered.
The smaller man let out a giggle, he was drunk from the pleasure.
"You too."
This part was Dazai's favourite; when Chuuya was fully comfortable in the situation, talking about it instead of ignoring, not closing his eyes nor covering up, naked physically and emotionally. He wanted to believe that this was his true personality, not a cold hearted work partner but a lover with a soft spot for him. He wanted to kiss him, everywhere, tell him how beautiful he looks like that, do nothing but worship him all day and admit how much he likes his stupid little hats. But their love was a game, a dangerous one and he needed to be careful with it. So he got off the bed.
"I'm filling the tub." He said while walking towards the door.
"You better."
Dazai left Chuuya alone with his thoughts. Their relationship was built on times like this; a stroke of thumb or a murmur under breaths, catching one's eye during a task or a spesific kind of perfume were what made them tremble. Chuuya wouldn't bare these mind games and bumpy roads if it was up to him, but it wasn't. He would do anything and everything that came out of his lover's mouth without a hesitation, he would accept being half if it meant Dazai was gonna complete him. But unfortunately the brunette was almost like a blank wall to emotions, or he seemed so, so he did his best to keep them inside. With one wrong move or a bit too much of love Dazai could leave any moment. Even the thought filled the redhead with fear but he pushed them out, in this moment he was Dazai's and Dazai was his, so he was gonna make the most of it. When the race in his mind was finished, a voice that made Chuuya's ears ring and heart skip a beat at the same time was heard.
"Chuuuyaaaa~"
Dazai walked in the room with a cheerful smile on his face. He grabbed him by his waist and took him on his lap. Chuuya realized the state he was in and complained.
"Wha- Let me go asshole, I can walk on my own!"
"I know, but I think you deserved a bit of a treat tonight." He got out of the room and walked towards the bathroom. Chuuya hadn't given up yet. He started swinging his arms and legs but apparently the taller man was stronger than he thought.
"Put me down! What d'you want me to say, please? I think I've already begged enough tonight!" Dazai let out a chuckle and kept walking.
"Fucking cocksucker."
"Look who's talking."
Chuuya grunted in anger. When they reached the bathtub he brought his lover down to the hot water.
"There you go."
The frown on Chuuya's face hasn't erased yet but he looked kind of pleased. Dazai sat behind him and hugged him from the back, hands roaming on his stomach. The silky smooth texture of the liquid and the warmth of his lover's skin was exactly what Chuuya needed after lots of shaking and moaning. Finally the frown on his face left its place for a peaceful expression, he leaned on Dazai's chest and buried his face in the crook of his neck. The scent of sweat and Dazai's perfume made his head dizzy, nothing in this world could've smelled safer, he wanted to drown in the scent and never come back alive. Dazai caressed his cheek with his thumb, brushing lightly. Chuuya's mind was a blank paper and right now he was filling it with Dazai, Dazai's touch, Dazai's face, Dazai's scent, Dazai's voice. They 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 to be together, they belonged to each other, well at least Chuuya belonged to Dazai. He had nowhere else to go.
At the moment Chuuya was feeling something other than dread, there was a spark in his mind that made him think he could make it. He could live, maybe even happily. If living meant they were gonna be together, he could bear it. With a tint of hope in months his eyelids gave up and he drifted to sleep.