For ninjou.

[tenimuho]

[Tonight, Dazai is really drunk.

This is not different from most other nights in their favorite bar, save for a few things.

1. Ango isn't here.

2. Dazai is really drunk. The kind of drunk that has Odasaku concerned that he might be trying to die through liver failure. That drunk.

And so, it's with hesitation that he speaks up.]

Maybe you should stop drinking for tonight.

Comments

[tenimuho]

Not really. I'm sorry. [It's just not in his nature to be.] Are you?

[The increase in pressure does make his breath hitch.]

That's good. Like that.

[ninjou]

[He laughs quietly.]

I didn't think you would be. I was teasing...

[He turns his hand a bit, but keeps the pressure consistent. Dazai is, after all, a somewhat exacting man when he needs or wants to be.]

As for me... [He leans in, looking up wickedly, and laps at the very tip of his cock.] ...you'll know when I like it.

[tenimuho]

[Teasing Dazai is the worst, and the best simultaneously. That shouldn't even be possible.

Odasaku shuts his eyes tightly for a moment, fingers briefly clenching in the fabric of the seat cushion, before he makes himself relax and look down at Dazai again. Dazai's still entirely too handsome, and in that position, too lewd. How is he supposed to deal with it.]

A little more.

[ninjou]

A little more?

[A hum, soft and thoughtful. Maybe if Dazai treats this like something more normal at first, it'll be more comfortable when it changes to be intimate and loving. That will happen, he's certain. But probably not when he has a cock in his mouth.]

Do you want my lips on you, Odasaku~?

[tenimuho]

[Quite possibly he's right about that.]

Yes, I - please.

[-ah, but he's supposed to be telling Dazai what to do.]

Go slowly. Don't feel like you have to take much at first. And mind the teeth.

[ninjou]

[Another soft sound of amusement, and Dazai moves his hand so he can lap at the underside of the head of Odasaku's cock.]

One moment...

[tenimuho]

[He's patient. He'll wait. He'll keep playing with Dazai's hair and trying to keep his breathing steady (mostly failing).]

[ninjou]

[Okay. He's worked himself up to it. He has his butterflies settled in his stomach and his heart doesn't hurt. So, taking a slow breath, he slides his tongue across the head of Odasaku's cock before slowly sliding him an inch or two into his mouth.

He chokes immediately and backs up a little way with watery eyes.]

[tenimuho]

[Concern for Dazai is a much more pressing feeling than any physical sensation. He shifts backwards on the couch, trying to give Dazai a little more breathing room.]

I told you not to take much.

[ninjou]

[His shoulders shake as he bites back a laugh.]

Like you didn't do the same thing your first time.

[With resolve, he leans in and tries again, and this time it's halfway, and hes careful with his teeth, gentle and generous with his lips. But it's only when his tongue bears the weight of that length that he groans happily.]

[tenimuho]

[He had, in fact, done the same thing his first time, but his partner hadn't warned him first, so he thinks that should still count for something.

Not that he's thinking much about that right now. Dazai is much more immediate, warm and wet around him, and when he groans it sends vibrations up Odasaku's spine. Odasaku groans too, his fingers briefly tightening in Dazai's hair without him thinking about it before he realizes and lets go.]

Sorry.

[ninjou]

[And Dazai pulls away again to keep from laughing.]

Don't apologize. It seems pretty normal to me. Even if this is weird overall...

[A lick of his lips, and a sigh.]

Silly Odasasku~ I'll keep going, then.

[tenimuho]

[Odasaku's gaze follows Dazai's tongue over his lips very, very carefully.]

Please do. That was good.

['Good' isn't a great description, but Odasaku's not a writer yet.]

[ninjou]

[He begins again, sliding down further this time before finally settling into a gentle, tentative motion, moving his head up and down as he figures out how his tongue comes into play and...

Let's just say Dazai is a quick learner.

He makes a low, happy, questioning sound.]

[tenimuho]

[Whatever the question is, the answer is-]

Yessss.

[It's a low groan. Odasaku watches Dazai move for about a second before he decides that that will make him come way too quickly. He shuts his eyes and throws his head back again, tensing up in an effort not to push into that willing and eager mouth.]

You're - you're doing so well. God.

[ninjou]

[He hums contentedly again, pulls off slightly with a little slurp to catch his breath and settle his muscles again.]

You don't want to watch me? I'm having fun...

[He grins, then slides lips down him again, further this time, but slowly.]

[tenimuho]

I'll come too quickly if I do that.

[Even just the sounds are obscene. There should be another word for torture applicable only to Dazai's mouth, to the vibrations and the heat and everything Dazai makes him feel.

There's definitely no way he can watch.]

[ninjou]

Oh.

[He takes Odasaku's cock in one hand, slides the other teasingly against his balls, and laughs quietly as he licks up the shaft.]

I don't want you to come now. I want you to come later. Inside me.

[tenimuho]

[Oh. Oh no. Why did Dazai have to say that. Why did he have to make Odasaku imagine that right now.

Odasaku's hips jerk forward a fraction despite his best efforts.]

You need to s-stop, I'm too close-

[He'd been doing alright controlling that until someone said something.]

[ninjou]

Hm? Stop?

[If this is all Dazai gets to do tonight, he'll be happy enough. The look on Odasaku's face makes this all worth it. The twitching of his body, the motion of his hips... it's getting Dazai hard now, and he laughs quietly.]

Are you sure?

[tenimuho]

[Why do you ask questions when words are hard for him, Osamu. He tries to answer, but all that that comes out coherently is,]

O-Osamu-

[He bites the back of one of his hands as his climax crashes down on him far, far too quickly. Odasaku's hips twitch another few more times before he spills white. Wherever Dazai happens to be at that time is his own fault - he was warned.]

[ninjou]

[Dazai is thoroughly amused as he watches, in awe, at Odasaku's letting go against his will. He's not sure what to do, though, when he ends up with some of the sticky liquid on his face, on his lips. Well, he'll ply it off, carefully stroking Odasaku a few more times before lapping, ever so slowly, at the head of his cock.]

You're really good looking like this, you know. I'll have to make you come more... Well, later. Do you need a nap?

[Don't look at him Odasaku, do you want to see him with such things on his face?]

[tenimuho]

[He has to take a moment to catch his breath, but when he looks down at Dazai with his come on his face-

Some blood rushes back into Odasaku's cheeks again. What is Dazai talking about, he's nothing to look at in comparison to Dazai right now. ...There's a little bit of staring, sorry.]

No. [He's hoarse.] I want to make you come too.

[ninjou]

You don't have to. I'm happy.

[He stands, looking for something to clean his face off with. Leaning over, he snatches up the towel and dabs himself clean, licking his lips to rid himself of the last of it.]

[tenimuho]

But I want to.

[Is this what it felt like to be in Dazai's position just a bit ago?]