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Heh. I can think of plenty of people who'd call me vain for drinking to that one. Lucky I'm drinking with you instead.
[Chuuya drinks, naturally.]
Well, never have I ever been a sexy redhead.
Heh. I can think of plenty of people who'd call me vain for drinking to that one. Lucky I'm drinking with you instead.
[Chuuya drinks, naturally.]
Well, never have I ever been a sexy redhead.

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[Chuuya grabs a nearby bottle of shampoo and turns back to other-Chuuya with a smile.]
Get your hair wet and I’ll wash it for you.
[Maybe they should’ve done the traditional Japanese bath thing and showered before soaking in the tub, but being sore from great sex makes people lazy, so why not skip right to the best part?]
Besides, I couldn’t really have fun without you.
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You're going to make me blush if you say that kind of stuff.
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[Chuuya squirts a bit of shampoo into poet-Chuuya’s hair, lathering it up and massaging his scalp as an added bonus.
The lavender smell of the shampoo begs a question...]
Do you have a favorite flower?
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The question gets a chuckle and a not entirely serious answer first:]
Anything but peach blossoms.
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[He massages a bit more before gesturing for other-Chuuya to rinse so that he can add in the conditioner next.]
Do you have some kinda history with that guy?
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[Author-Dazai is and has always been a giant weenie.]
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[Okay not really. Poet-Chuuya is too tiny to be intimidating until he really gets angry.
Chuuya rinses out the conditioner and goes about washing his boyfriend’s back with a clean washcloth and some rose scented soap.]
Roses are nice.
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[Chuuya is not exaggerating.]
Are roses your favorite?
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[Chuuya can’t help but laugh as he imagines tiny-Chuuya making Dazai cry with nothing but a mean look.
Yeah. Cliche, I know.
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[Anyway, he wouldn't make fun of mafia-Chuuya for having a cliche favorite flower.]
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[Chuuya rinses off his boyfriend’s back before pressing a kiss to the back of his neck.]
What about your favorite color?
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The color of your hair.
[He'd liked red before, but now there's no question.]
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Sweet talker.
[He wraps his arms around other-Chuuya from behind, pulling him close.]
Mine is usually blue, but I’m pretty fond of gold too, like your hair.
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You'd look amazing in blue and gold. And I hear I was supposed to remind you about a lingerie collection?
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Totally. Actually, you’ve never been to my apartment, have you? Gotta remedy that.
[He lets out a pleased sigh.]
I might have some fun toys too~
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Yeah? I can't wait to try them out.
[It sounds like a fun evening for everyone involved.]
And I bet we can be a whole lot louder in your apartment than we can here.
[RIP his neighbors.]
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[Because Chuuya has, and he’d be happy to share the experience.]
Hell yeah we can. The only reason I haven’t invited you over yet is because I kinda like crashing here, but I’m not opposed.
[He nips at other-Chuuya’s shoulder.]
Besides, Kyouka-kun is probably getting tired of me~
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[Especially with hands-on learning.]
Let me crash at your place this time.
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[Chuuya smirks at the mention of bondage.]
You can tie me up if you want. Or I can tie you up~
[Chuuya slides his arms around his boyfriend and nuzzles his face into his neck.]
You can even spank me if you want~
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[How is anybody supposed to choose between them, honestly. Chuuya hums thoughtfully against other-Chuuya's skin.]
What else do you have at your place?
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[Chuuua snorts a laugh.]
You’ll just have to find out~
[But for now...]
Ever had sex in a tub?
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[Not that he's averse to doing it again.]
I was gonna offer to wash you, but might as well save that for after we get dirty again.
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[Lucky for them, there’s a few bottles of various bath oils nearby, and Chuuya snatches one up before popping it open and slicking up his fingers.]
Want me to ride you?
[Chuuya smirks as he moves to lean over the side of the tub and reach behind himself, one finger circling his entrance before pressing inside. It’s certainly a nice view for poet-Chuuya.]
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How could I say no?
[While mafia-Chuuya's doing that, Chuuya lays a kiss on his shoulder and sucks a soft bruise onto his skin that won't last more than an hour. Secrecy is one thing - he remembers getting broken down because of his boyfriend's enemies - but he can't resist the urge to mark other-Chuuya sometimes.]
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Hnn...I want you inside me...
[He’s already hard of course, and the warmth and steam of the tub are a nice touch to add to the atmosphere as he pulls his fingers out and turns around to gently guide his boyfriend into a sitting position.]
Ready~
[Chuuya smirks as he straddles poet-Chuuya’s lap and reaches behind him to grab his boyfriend’s cock and steady it.]
Should I make you ask for it~?
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