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“There’s no way.”
Chuuya gave Dazai a completely exasperated look, mouth parted slightly. “There’s no way I’m doing that shit.”
“Alright then.” Dazai replied simply, expression unchanging.
…Alright then?
“That’s all?” Chuuya furrowed his brow. He was expecting more than this. A bit of convincing, a bit of embarrassment…
“I don’t want to do anything Chuuya doesn’t want to do.” Dazai replied easily, with a smile.
Fuck.
That’s how it was.
He was going to make Chuuya admit he wanted to do this shit.
“Fine, let’s do it then.” Chuuya grumbled, face turning red.
“Be specific, Chuuya. I need to know what you want.”
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck you, fuck you, fuck you-
And so that was how Chuuya got himself into this little predicament, sitting on his ass fully clothed with a scowl on his face and a light pink collar with a jingling bell. His hat had been discarded along with his overcoat, but he still wore his dress shoes and fancy clothes. A little bit away from him was a puppy’s potty training pad, on the other side a pet bowl of water. All he was doing was sitting on the ground, and he already felt embarrassed by the situation, glaring up towards Dazai.
“When was the last time you went potty , Chuuya?” Dazai made sure the word came out mocking and babying, a sly grin clear on his face.
“Fuck off,” Chuuya hissed lowly. “Just say bathroom like a normal human being–”
“Look around you, does this look like a bathroom?” Dazai raised a brow, amused. “Dumb doggies don’t use bathrooms, Chuuya~”
Chuuya’s face flushed as Dazai spoke, with both embarrassment and anger. “Don’t call me a– Mfff! ” Chuuya was rudely interrupted by Dazai jamming his fingers into Chuuya’s mouth. After a moment of muffled struggle, Chuuya slumped ever so slightly, lightly sucking on Dazai’s fingers. As long, slender fingers pulled in and out of Chuuya’s mouth, exploring it, Chuuya began sucking harder and harder, getting desperate for the tiny amount of pleasure it gave.
“My, if Chuuya’s gonna be so thirsty, why not drink some water?” Dazai teased, abruptly pulling his fingers away from Chuuya, leaving the older man gasping.
“I hate you.” Chuuya mumbled, glaring at Dazai, before getting on his hands and knees and approaching the water bowl. This was stupid. Stupid and so, so humiliating. Unfortunately, Chuuya had a tendency to get off on being humiliated. He slowly lowered his front half down, ass in the hair as he started licking up the water, some dribbling down his chin.
Chuuya grunted as he felt Dazai pat his ass just enough to make him jerk slightly forward. Dazai was way too amused, and honestly way too turned on just watching Chuuya lick up water from a bowl on the floor. Soon enough, the bowl was empty, and Chuuya’s thirst quenched.
The redhead attempted to rise out of his position, but the moment he moved his core, he suddenly jerked forward, humping the floor with a hiss. Dazai was able to quickly recognize what that movement was—Squirming. Chuuya was squirming about trying not to piss himself, his gloved hands gripping his crotch, thighs spread in opposite directions on the ground. Chuuya tilted his head to look up at Dazai.
“Careful, you’ll rip a hole through your pants,” Chuuya said with a scoff, glancing down at Dazai’s erection. Dazai was flushed too, but did his best to hide any particular reaction to Chuuyas comment other than an eyeroll.
“You seem pretty turned on too.” Dazai only raised a brow at Chuuya, looking him up and down with a smirk, before crouching down to his level, a wand in his hand. Oh, god. “Let’s step this up a bit, hm?”
Before Chuuya could protest or make any snarky comments, the wand was pressed against his crotch on a low setting. Chuuya gasped, bending his arms in a strange way with his wrists at shoulder level. Disgustingly similar to anime fanservice… As Chuuya felt the vibration continue against his bulge, he couldn’t help but whine, desperately trying to keep it in and failing oh so miserably. Chuuya’s hips jerked involuntarily, humping the vibrator which Dazai turned up at that very moment.
“Ahn- Ahah-ah-haaaah~!”
Chuuya mewled as he was unable to grip his crotch due to the vibrator in the way. He felt a small squirt of urine soak into his underwear, making him whine. “ Ahnng! S..Saah…. Stooop~ !” Chuuya moaned out, but he made no effort to escape, simply allowing his body to take control. Chuuya was always loud when pleasured, making loud, breathy, muffled mewls.
Feeling merciful, Dazai moved the vibrator away, grinning as he stood back up. Unable to contain his own pleasure, he pressed it against himself and breathily moaned, before turning it off and casting it aside. Just that would be enough for now, after all, Chuuya was the main show.
“Well, anything to say, puppy ?” The nickname was said sarcastically, because he knew it made them both cringe. He crossed his arms, waiting, and felt himself grow hotter as Chuuya whimpered.
“Mm… N…Need to go… piss…” Chuuya said breathlessly, humiliated by his words but desperate beyond belief.
“So?”
That was all Dazai said.
So?
“P…Please! Nghh, fuck~ Please let me piss, fuck, fuck… ” Chuuya groaned, rubbing his thighs together desperately, hands between his legs.
“Well, you know where to go, then.” Dazai’s gaze moved towards the puppy pad, and if it was possible, Chuuya grew even more red.
“ Fuuckk… B-Bathroom , pleaaase~! ” Chuuya whimpered desperately. But Dazai knew he didn’t really want that—Safewords exist for a reason, you know.
“Dogs don’t use bathrooms~” Dazai replied, and with a defeated gasp, Chuuya slowly crawled over to the puppy pad and sat down with his knees to his chest, his face desperate as he gasped and whimpered. “Spread your legs.”
“ Fucking hell..! ” Chuuya moaned, following Dazai’s commands regardless. He hooked his elbows beneath his knees and spread his legs, his entire crotch and rear now on display, a perfect view for Dazai’s sight-seeing. Chuuya whimpered as his hips jerked at random intervals, sending tiny drops of pee into his underwear.
Dazai smiled, crouching before Chuuya once again, and in a sharp movement, he quickly applied harsh pressure directly onto Chuuya’s bladder. The redhead instantly yelled out a moan as a spurt of piss soaked his underwear. Desperately, he managed to make it stop before it showed through his pants. But Dazai had worse. He gently traced his fingers along Chuuya’s sensitive inner thighs.
“ Nghh! Ahh-Ahhh-ahhnn..! ” Chuuya mewled, his eyes rolling back as a large stream began soaking through his pants, the hot liquid spreading across his skin beneath the fabric. Chuuya’s cock twitched as he tried to stop the stream but couldn’t hold it. Dazai licked his lips, simply observing the view as Chuuya continued whimpering and moaning. The stream began to spurt out from multiple places in his pants, showing just how hard the pressure was, and poured beneath him into the puppy pad with a gently patter, contrasting the loud stream.
“Oh wow, good boy~! You really need this, hm?” Dazai hummed, a hand down his pants to stroke himself as he watched Chuuya’s disheveled show.
All Chuuya could manage in response was “Haah~! Hnnnggg…~” as the stream continued just as heavily, showing no sign of stopping. His thighs were soaked in his own piss too now, despite how spread they were, and the wet patch went over his ass, too, hiss piss collecting there and slowly leaking into the puppy pad. Chuuya was drooling, the relief far too pleasurable for his small body to handle as he trembled.
“Are you trying to set a world record or something?” Dazai said, groaning as he enjoyed the show and continued to pleasure himself. “If you can piss for more than 8 minutes, you’ll be a record holder~ You’re 30 seconds in, come on now!”
“ Hnggghhh… F..Feels so… ghh… Good..~! ” Chuuya managed, gasping as the flow only continued, sending shivers and trembles down his body. He was completely humiliated by the situation, but the pleasure was so strong all he could do was moan and soak in Dazai’s teasing. “Haah~ Pleaseee…~!”
“Ah, fine, since Chuuya wants to be so needy…” Dazai stepped forward, presenting Chuuya with one leg, and more important, his hard material dress shoes. “I’ll let him get my leg all dirty.”
Chuuya could do nothing but submit to the pleasure as he crawled over and began desperately humping Dazai’s shoe, gasping and moaning loudly. The stream wasn’t stopping, now pouring over Dazai’s shoe and onto the ground below, but neither of them cared. Dazai found Chuuya’s desperate, feverish humping far too hot, and Chuuya was lost in the pleasure. Chuuya was hysterically rubbing his clothed cock against Dazai’s leg, his ass landing on the tip of Dazai’s shoe as he kept on rocking and bouncing himself, and just kept pissing.
“Stop your stream for me.” Dazai demanded, and Chuuya whimpered, his face scrunched up as he desperately tried to stop. After a moment, it slowed to a halt, but Chuuya looked quite pained by it. “Good boy~!” And Chuuya couldn’t help but whine with pleasure at the praise.
Dazai bent down and manhandled Chuuya, removing his arms from his knees and finally removing his belt and pants. Chuuya was wearing low, striped panties which were soaked through with his own pee. Why Chuuya wore panties Dazai was unsure, but he had a feeling it had to do with Chuuya’s body shape and the convenience of finding things that fit a tiny yet muscular figure. Chuuya whined as Dazai tossed his soaked pants to the side. Dazai rose back up, looking down at Chuuya. Chuuya had his head tilted as he stared back up at Dazai with uneven breaths.
“Use your words.” Dazai said softly, voice saccharine sweet.
“C…Can I… Nghh… A-Again, p…please…?” Chuuya stuttered out, squirming. To see the fierce, confident, loud and yet collected executive begging to piss and hump his shoe was, well, a major turn on for Dazai, to say the very least.
“Yes, you may.”
And Chuuya made haste to continue humping his shoe desperately, as more and more piss flowed. The stream was even heavier now that Chuuya was only wearing small, thin panties, and Dazai groaned as he could feel the hardness of Chuuya’s neatly tucked cock pressing against his leg. Chuuya mewled, whined, moaned and cried as he continued humping feverishly, desperate to release every last trace of the hot liquid which was warming Dazai’s foot and even leg as Chuuya kept grinding up higher.
“Fine, I suppose you’ve been good enough even though you went off of your pad.” Dazai pulled Chuuya up, the Executive yelping as he was tugged, and Dazai leaned back into a chair, Chuuya falling onto his lap. Dazai’s lap was quickly becoming hot and went from Chuuya’s seemingly never-ending stream.
Chuuya didn’t wait any longer, grinding against Dazai so intensely he was practically riding the man’s body. Chuuya kept moaning over and over, unable to stop as the relief felt so good and so humiliating, and Dazai’s body was just right for him. His entire body trembled and vibrated as he continued grinding against Dazai, piss gathering in his panties from lack of anywhere else to go.
Dazai smiled as he slapped his hand over Chuuya’s ass harshly, and Chuuya let out a high-pitch mewl, pissing even harder.
Oh yeah, this night was definitely just getting started