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it was a warm Wednesday night when Dazai and Chuuya, along with their group of friends, decided to hit up one of the local clubs. The music was pumping, and the alcohol was flowing freely. Chuuya, known for his carefree and playful personality when drunk, quickly started downing shot after shot.
As the alcohol took effect, Chuuya's vision blurred slightly, and he spotted a familiar face across the room. It was Poe, with his distinctive look, and in Chuuya's intoxicated state, he looked remarkably similar to Dazai. In a bold move, Chuuya weaved his way through the crowd, his small frame agile despite the drinks. He approached Poe, his eyes sparkling with mischief, and wrapped his arms around Poe's neck, pressing their lips together in a passionate kiss.
Unbeknownst to Chuuya, both Dazai and Ranpo had witnessed the entire scene. Dazai felt a surge of jealousy as he watched his lover in the arms of another, even if it was a mistake. Ranpo, equally shocked, felt his heart race as he saw his boyfriend being kissed by someone else.
As Chuuya pulled away and turned around, realization dawning on his flushed face, he immediately regretted his actions. "Dazai, I—I thought you were—" he stammered, his eyes flicking between Dazai and Poe, knowing he had made a huge mistake.
Dazai, usually calm and composed, felt his blood boil. He grabbed Chuuya's wrist, his grip tight, and dragged him out of the club, not caring about the protests and apologies that escaped Chuuya's lips. "You'll pay for that little display, Chuuya," he whispered, his tone dangerously low.
When they arrived at Dazai's apartment, he wasted no time in pushing Chuuya against the closed door, their heights contrasting as Dazai loomed over the smaller man. "You know what your problem is, Chuuya?" Dazai asked, his voice thick with desire. "You're too damn beautiful for your own good. But tonight, you'll learn that your actions have consequences."
He pushed Chuuya towards the bedroom, the drunken haze slowly fading from his lover's eyes, replaced by a mix of anticipation and trepidation. Dazai pushed him onto the bed, and Chuuya's heart raced as he realized what was about to happen. Dazai wanted to teach him a lesson, and he knew it involved more than just a simple fuck.
Dazai stripped Chuuya of his clothes, revealing his slender, yet fit body. He couldn't help but admire the beauty before him, the sharp jawline, and the tiny waist that he knew hid a delicious secret—a secret Dazai intended to explore thoroughly.
"Spread your legs for me, Chuuya," Dazai demanded, his voice hoarse with desire. Chuuya complied, his eyes never leaving Dazai's as he lay exposed and vulnerable. Dazai smirked, knowing the effect he had on his lover, and leaned down to capture those plush lips in a searing kiss, their tongues battling for dominance.
Dazai's hands roamed Chuuya's body, squeezing and caressing before trailing down to grasp Chuuya's hardening cock. He stroked it firmly, listening to Chuuya's sharp intakes of breath and the soft whimpers that escaped his lips. Dazai wanted to hear more, wanted to push Chuuya to the edge and beyond.
"You like that, don't you, Chuuya?" Dazai whispered, his hot breath fanning across Chuuya's sensitive skin. "You like it when I touch you, when I make you feel good."
Chuuya could only nod, his breath coming in short gasps as Dazai's skilled hand worked him towards release.
But Dazai wasn't done yet. He wanted to explore every inch of Chuuya's body, taste every part of him. Breaking away from the kiss, he trailed kisses down Chuuya's neck, sucking and biting at the sensitive skin, leaving marks that would remind Chuuya of this night.
He continued his descent, nipping at Chuuya's pert nipples, earning a sharp moan from the redhead. Dazai smirked against his lover's skin, his hands roaming possessively as he left his mark. Slowly, he trailed lower, his breath ghosting over Chuuya's cock, causing the smaller man to squirm beneath him.
"Patience, Chuuya," Dazai murmured, his eyes dark with desire. "I plan on savoring every inch of you." With that, he took the tip of Chuuya's cock into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive head before taking more of him in.
Chuuya arched off the bed, his hands tangling in Dazai's hair as he moaned loudly. "Fuck, Dazai... feels so good," he panted, his hips thrusting gently as Dazai took him deeper, the wet heat of his mouth driving Chuuya wild.
Dazai hummed in response, the vibrations sending spikes of pleasure through Chuuya's body. He sucked and laved at Chuuya's length, teasing and tormenting him with his tongue and lips, determined to drive his lover to the brink.
Chuuya was panting, his body glistening with a light sheen of sweat as he approached the edge. "I'm close, Dazai... so close," he gasped, his voice hoarse with need. Dazai didn't let up, wanting to feel Chuuya shatter around him. He sucked harder, his hand pumping the base of Chuuya's cock, and soon, Chuuya was crying out, his body tensing as he spilled down Dazai's throat.
Dazai lapped at him greedily, milking him through his orgasm before finally releasing him with a soft pop. Chuuya lay boneless, his eyes closed as he tried to catch his breath, a satisfied smile playing on his lips. But Dazai wasn't done yet.
He wanted to push Chuuya further, explore his lover's body in ways they hadn't before. Dazai grabbed Chuuya's wrists and pinned them above his head, his eyes dark and intense. "I told you there would be consequences, Chuuya. And now, I plan on having my way with you."
Without warning, Dazai dipped his head lower, his tongue snaking out to tease at Chuuya's hole. Chuuya gasped, his eyes flying open as he felt the wet heat of Dazai's tongue rim him, circling and probing at the tight ring of muscle.
"Oh god, Osamu... what are you—fuck!" Chuuya cried out as Dazai pushed his tongue inside, stretching and prepping him. Chuuya had never felt anything like it, the sensation driving him wild, his body reacting eagerly to Dazai's attention.
Dazai worked him open slowly, his tongue thrusting in and out, his breath hot against Chuuya's sensitive skin. He wanted to taste every inch of Chuuya, mark him from the inside out. Chuuya was writhing beneath him, his hips bucking helplessly as he felt pleasure coil tight within him.
"Please, Osamu... need more... need you," Chuuya begged, his voice rough and desperate. Dazai smirked against his hole, his breath causing Chuuya to shudder.
"Greedy, aren't we? But don't worry, I plan on giving you everything you need and more."
With that, Dazai released Chuuya's wrists and positioned himself at Chuuya's entrance. In one smooth thrust, he sheathed himself inside, groaning as Chuuya's tight heat engulfed him. Chuuya threw his head back, his mouth open in a silent scream as he felt Dazai stretch him deliciously.
Dazai gave him a moment to adjust, their gazes locking as they shared this intense moment. Then, Dazai began to move, his hips snapping as he set a relentless pace, chasing his own release.
Chuuya met his thrusts eagerly, his legs wrapping around Dazai's waist, pulling him deeper.
The bed creaked with the force of their passion, the headboard banging against the wall as Dazai pounded into Chuuya. Chuuya was lost in a haze of pleasure, his body on fire as Dazai claimed him thoroughly. "Osamu... Osamu... there... right there," he chanted, his nails digging into Dazai's shoulders as he chased his peak.
Dazai leaned down, capturing Chuuya's lips in a bruising kiss as he thrust harder, their bodies moving in perfect synchronization. "Cum for me, Chuuya," he growled against his lover's mouth. "Let me feel you tighten around me."
His words were all it took for Chuuya to shatter, his release coating their bellies as he cried out Dazai's name. Feeling Chuuya clench around him, Dazai followed, his own orgasm ripping through him as he spilled himself deep inside Chuuya's waiting heat.
They lay tangled together, their breath coming in ragged gasps as they slowly came down from their high. Dazai nuzzled Chuuya's neck, his lips brushing softly against the mark he had left earlier. "I think you've learned your lesson, haven't you, my little lover?" Dazai whispered, a hint of amusement in his voice.
Chuuya turned his head, his eyes sparkling with a mixture of satisfaction and mischief. "Maybe," he teased, earning a light smack on his ass from Dazai.