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Your eyelids fluttered open as you came to, wrapped up in blankets and your boyfriend from behind.
Dazai was stil alseep, as evidented by the slow and even breaths that tickled your ear. He held you tightly, a comforting warmth compared to the freezing temperature of the room. A glance towards the window revealed frosted edges and snowflakes drifting down slowly.
You gasped and felt Dazai stirring behind you, your childlike glee apparently waking him.
He mumbled something into your shoulder; you were able to catch "belladonna" somewhere in there, the nickname he hadn't dropped since you first caught his attention at the agency.
"Dazai, it's snowing," you said with a giggle.
"Oh."
"Oh?" You repeated, baffled by his underappreciation of the flakes. "It's really pretty."
You felt his hair tickle your cheek as he leaned his head up to look out the window.
"Mmm... yeah." He kissed your cheek. "Not as pretty as my girl, though."
You wrinkled your nose. "Dazai, your lips are so cold!"
You recognized the mischief as it filtered into his tone. "Really?" He slid a hand up your shirt. "Are my hands cold, too?"
"Fucking freezing." You turned your head to look at him. "Do I need to take your temperature?"
"Maybe. I might be coming down with a fever." He captured your lips in a kiss, warm despite his soft and cold lips. "I think I'm lovesick for you~"
"Oh, shut up." You giggled, turning away from him. He whined.
"Babyyy." His hands grabbed at your waist, one still under your shirt, and he pressed his chest against your back. "Come baaack..."
"Not until you come to your senses," you huffed, but there was a smile on your face.
"Fine then." There was something playfully sinister about his tone. He slid his hand even further up your shirt, then stoked back down. You shivered, partly from how cold his hands still were and partly because it felt really nice.
Dazai reached higher and this time cupped your breast with his hand, giving a gentle squeeze. You gasped softly, involuntarily arching into his touch. You felt his warm breath against your ear as he giggled.
"Sensitive this morning, are we?" He murmured, voice deep and pretty and making you melt. His finger brushed over your nipple.
"It's not my fault your hands are so cold."
"Really?" Dazai giggled, sliding his other hand down, resting in between your pajama-covered thighs. "How about you help me warm them up, then?"
"You're so unfair," you said, but it was more of a sigh. You tried to turn around but he held you in place.
"Uh-uh." Dazai chuckled, drawing circles around your nipple. "Not until I 'come to my senses,' remember?"
You gritted your teeth as he used your words against you. "You're the worst."
"I am?" He said with the fakest ignorance you'd ever heard. The hand between your thighs reached up and ducked under your waistband, dipping down to slide two fingers over your panties. You whimpered at the sudden pressure.
"But you're already so wet for me, belladonna."
"Osamu," you gasped, squirming under the covers.
"Yes, love?" He rubbed his fingers up against your pussy for a second then stopped, just leaving them there. His other hand rolled your nipple between his fingers. "Is there something that you want from me?"
God, why did he have to sound so sexy when he was being so infuriating? You grinded against his hand but he moved it down too quickly.
"Ooh, bella, bella," He scolded, shaking his head. He squeezed your nipple. "You have to use your words, remember."
Arousal flooded through you and your pussy clenched. Still, "Go fuck yourself."
Dazai snorted. "Y/n, I doubt that's what either of us really want right now."
"Oh my god, just fuck me already!" You blurted out.
You didn't have to turn around to know he was grinning like a cheshire cat. "Well, why didn't you just say so, darling?"
Dazai took his hand off your boob to push your waistband down. He slid it off with both hands, you using your feet to push the pants off the rest of the way, shoving it underneath the covers somewhere. The discarded layer didn't make you any colder, not with Dazai's body heat as he held you close, not as his warm breath brushed over your neck. Not as his hand, nowhere near as cold as when he woke, slipped down between your legs and slid over your wetness.
You couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, closing your eyes as he stroked up and down. You moved one leg up a bit to give him more room to play, feeling the way his cock was hardening against you.
"So wet, bella," he sighed, pressing kisses to the back of your neck. "I love the way you feel, so warm..."
You arched your back as he found your clit, rubbing with just the right amount of pressure. You moaned as he rubbed soft circles with two fingers, as your fingers the sheets tightly.
"That's it, that's it," he cooed, wrapping his free hand around you in sort of a half-hug. "Just moan it out for me baby, lemme know how good it feels... there you go, good girl..."
"Osamu..." You moaned his name, resting your hand on top of the one on your stomach. You felt him twitch, completely errect.
He pressed more kisses to your neck, rubbing against your entrance now. He slid one finger in, rubbing against your walls like he was trying to feel all of you. You rocked your hips forward, a little impatient. He chuckled, getting the message and pressing another finger into you, finding your g-spot easily and massaging it gently. You made a noise of pleasure, relaxing back into his embrace.
"Mm, that's my girl," he said, laughing softly like he knew something you didn't. You didn't pay it any mind though as he pumped his fingers in and out of you, effectively killing any thoughts except for this feels so fucking good.
Dazai grinded against your ass, making you jump a bit. You pushed back into him and he groaned, his breath hitching slightly. You got tighter and tighter around him as he kept fingering you, your moans getting more and more desperate.
"Getting close, belladonna?" He whispered against your skin, licking a stripe up your neck. You nodded, and he nipped underneath your ear.
"Use your words, princess."
Fuck.
"Yes, oh god, baby," you mewled. "I- I'm getting so close, fuck, baby, I can feel it, so close, I-"
You trailed off, words failing, exchanged for whimpers and pants as the familiar tightness grew in your stomach and your pussy pulsed with warmth, like a dam about to break. But you knew Osamu, knew he was in a teasing mood this morning, that there was a chance he'd pull away and leave you writhing and begging for relief. And you couldn't handle that, you needed to come so incredibly badly. You were about to start begging him for it when he whispered in your ear.
"Go on, angel." He moved his hand even faster, bringing the other one down to pleasure your clit. "Come for me."
Your body couldn't take it anymore. You came undone, warmth washing over you as you moaned out in etscacy. You were shaking, but he held you close and stable, whispering sweet nothings in your ear as your pussy fluttered around his fingers.
You came down with a soft sigh as Dazai moved his hands away, rubbing soothing circles on your hip and leaning over to kiss your cheek.
"Am I still too cold?" He joked.
"Just a little bit," you smirked, moving your hips back. "I think I know just to trick to take care of that..."
You tilted your head back. It was an awkward angle, but you still managed to kiss him. Dazai made a low noise in the back of his throat, his hands gripping your hips tighter and his tongue exploring your mouth like he was trying to reacqquaint himself with it after years apart (when in reality, it had merely been one night).
He climbed on top of you and pushed you on your back a bit roughly, hands still warm and firm on your hips. You parted your lips with a soft gasp as he looked down at you with eyes clouded with lust, sending a shiver down your spine.
"Oh, so now we're allowed to change positions?" You chuckled. Dazai leaned down, one hand holding the side of your face, his thumb brushing over your bottom lip.
"I wanna watch you when you come apart fot me again," he whispered against your mouth, almost a low growl, smirking hungrily when you whimpered from his voice alone. He bit at your lips before kissing you properly again.
The kiss went on, hot and passionate. You had to part for Dazai to take off your shirt and for you to remove his, but then you were right back at it again, kissing as you buried your hands in Dazai's hair and he groped your chest and waist.
His kisses trailed down your jaw and onto your neck, hot and open-mouthed against your skin. You scratched your nails down his sides, watching the way he shivered ever so slightly. Your hand reached down even further to palm at his errection, making him whimper and jut his hips into your hand. He didn't even glare at you like he normally would. So needy. He was just so needy to be inside you, practically tearing off his remaining clothing. You were both just so needy for each other, even after all this time.
Well. He did once tell you that you were impossible to ever get bored of.
He pressed his tip against your entrance without warning, startling you out of your thoughts and ellicting a loud whine from you. He was hot, and you could feel his precum slick against you.
He was looking down at you with a smile. His hair was a mess and his cheeks were flushed like they'd been bitten by the snowflakes outside. But there was nothing but warmth between you. Every touch said I love you, every kiss to pulse point said I'd die for you. The look he was giving you right now said you're my everything.
Dazai cupped your cheek with his hand, more gentle than before. "You ready, princess?"
You nodded placing your hand over his. "Yes. Osamu, please... I wanna feel you inside me."
It was adorable, the way his lips parted with a silent gasp. "You're so beautiful," he whispered as he pressed the head inside. "You're so beautiful it might actually kill me."
Your eyes fluttered shut as you felt him filling you up inch by inch, your hand falling to grab the sheets between your fingers. A hiss left your lips as he bottomed out, pulsing against your walls.
He let out a groan mixed with a satisfied sigh, leaning down to whisper in your ear. "Does it hurt at all?"
"No," you murmurred. "It feels good, really, really good..."
He chuckled, a soft puff of breath hitting your face. He pulled out ever so slightly and pushed back in.
"How's that, then?"
"Mmph- yes, yes, Osamu, please, I need more-"
He silenced your pleas with a soft kiss to the lips, starting to thrust gently to sate you. You both moaned against the other's lips, and you wrapped your arms around his back.
"You feel so good around me, bella," Dazai sighed, his voice breathy and dripping with pleasure. His eyes squeezed shut and his hands squeezed your hips. "Fuck, you're so good..."
"Yes..." You breathed out. You felt your toes curl. "Keep going, keep going, please..."
"Oh, like I'd ever stop," was his dazed reply as he languidly pushed in and out, in and out...
He gradually picked up the pace, his hands squeezing you tighter and tighter. At one point he pulled out almost all the way and pushed back in, gently massaging your g-spot with his tip, making you see stars. Your nails dug into his back and you scrathed down it.
"Ah, fuck..." Dazai shook slightly, a whine catching in the back of his throat. He pushed in all the way again, his face slacking with pleasure at the way your pussy welcomed him, clenching around his cock. "O-ooh, baby..."
You tilted your head back as you whimpered, before smirking a little. "Feeling good, Osamu?"
He groaned, rutting into you even faster, not even responding to your teasing. You chuckled. Poor thing, he was absolutely pussy drunk.
You gave a startled squeal as he grabbed your thighs, pushing your legs up over his shoulders. Your eyes went wide and you nearly choked with how deep he felt, pushing into your pussy in a way that had you reeling. You started moaning like crazy, eyes nearly crossing with all the mindless pleasure.
He grunted each time he thrusted into you, laughing as he reached up to pinch your cheeks. "Feeling good, y/n?"
You gritted your teeth. "You little- oh!"
He'd started teasing your nipples, grinning down at you like the cat who got the cream. "What were you saying, darling?"
You whimpered pathetically. "I'm gonna come..."
"Yeah?" He smirked. His voice was husky and though he was trying to seem in control, you could hear how close he was as he rambled. "You wanna come for me, princess? Want me to fill your pretty pussy with my cum, hm?" He giggled, thrusts getting faster. "Is that what you want?"
"Yes, god yes!!" You nearly shouted, holding his arms so tightly you were sure you would leave marks. "F-fuck, baby, I'm about to-"
You were cut off by your own scream as you came hard around his cock, mewling as your body spasmed under waves of intense orgasmic pleasure. Dazai whimpered, his thrusts getting shorter and shorter until he burst along with you, and god, he meant it when he said he was going to fill you up.
You both calmed down after a bit, breathing heavily. Dazai pressed a few kisses to your face before pulling out of you, and you could already feel yourself dripping as he layed down next to you.
"C'mere, baby," he said, wrapping an arm around you. You snuggled up into his embrace, sighing against his chest. He grabbed the covers and pulled them over you both.
"Now we're all warm and cozy," Dazai said with a giggle.
You snorted. "I think we already had that accomplished."
"I think that was more sexy than cozy, my dear." He pressed a kiss to your forehead, ruffling your hair with the hand that wasn't rubbing small circles on your back.
"You're right," you mumbled, a smile slowly spreading across your face like melting snow. "Now we're cozy."
After a few peaceful moments, Dazai gasped.
"We should make hot cocoa."
You nudged him with your elbow. "We don't have any."
"Okay, let's go to the cafe then!"
"Baby, no offense, but I would rather get frostbite than move right now."
"But bella..."
You sighed. "At least five more minutes. Then we can take a shower and then we can go get hot cocoa." Your stomach rumbled. "And breakfast."
Dazai smiled, hugging you even tighter. "Sounds like a deal, princess~."