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Continuation for bandagedheart.

[Very few people get this dressed up for a bar crawl. It looks like it'd be hell to wash, and the only reason you'd wear it out to the bar is an obsession with fashion.

So that's one clue about who this patron sitting at a table is, since he forgot to tell other-Dazai how to identify himself. As for him, when he sees Dazai come in with bandages visible on his arms, he makes an (incorrect) assumption that this is the injury that caused that text and thus this is Dazai.

Well, he's half right, at least.]

Dazai!

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[Just as promised. Shuji swallows around the lump in his throat.]

Thank you, Dazai-sama.

[After a moment of hesitation, he unclasps the collar and puts it around his own neck.]

Oh my...you look absolutely gorgeous!

[That isn’t false flattery, either. The colors contrast beautifully with Shuji’s bare skin, and Dazai traces a finger around the edge of the collar with a sly smirk.]

Have a look in the mirror~

[Dazai leads Shuji to his rather luxurious downstairs bathroom and stands him in front of the mirror, letting him get a good, long look at himself.]

You’re such a beautiful pet~

[Dazai kisses the side Shuji’s neck, his hands resting on his shoulders.]

[Even now, Shuji is weak to praise. His cheeks heat up as Dazai calls him beautiful.

He doesn't want to thank him again, but...]

Y-you have good taste in collars.

[Tell him he's beautiful again.]

So beautiful...

[Dazai’s voice is a warm, silken purr as he trails kisses along Shuji’s neck, stopping to nip at a spot right above his pulse before soothing over it with his tongue.]

My lovely Kitten...

[Dazai’s hands wander beneath Shuji’s shirt to slide up over his abdomen, then to his chest, gently squeezing both of his nipples until they’re nice and stiff.]

What do you want me to do to you, Shuji-kun?

[Shuji can't help but gasp when Dazai nips him. That isn't embarrassing as the way he moans when Dazai starts to tease his chest. Even if he tries to hold back those pleasured sounds, he can't.

Is this what Dazai meant by making his body only desire him...?]

Wh-whatever you want, Dazai-sama...

[Dazai has only just begun to train Shuji’s body to want him and him alone. It’s his hope that one day a simple look will be enough to get Shuji hard for him...]

Mmm...I think I feel like spoiling you a bit...

[Dazai helps himself to pulling Shuji’s shirt up and over his head before showering his shoulders and back with kisses.

He sucks a pretty bruise on the back of Shuji’s neck before whispering into his ear.]

Undress the rest of the way, Kitten.

[Shuji will have to wear high collars whenever he's in the library... thankfully it's already his habit to wear a tie. He's not thinking about that yet, not while Dazai's voice in his ear is making him shudder.

Shuji's face is burning as he unbuckles his belt. His shoes this time are easier to get off, socks along with them, and then his underwear - leaving him in nothing but that collar.]

Breathtaking...

[Shuji looks incredible in nothing but that collar, and really, Dazai has to pat himself on the back for this idea. But he’ll get his satisfaction later. For now...]

Bend over the counter.

[It might be a bathroom, but it’s an immaculately clean and furnished one, and Dazai doesn’t hesitate to get on his knees behind Shuji and grab two handfuls of his ass.]

Have you ever been eaten out before?

[Like a good and obedient pet, Shuji bends over the counter when commanded. His breath hitches when Dazai grabs his ass.]

I-I haven't yet.

[Thank god he's made a reputation for himself as being a decadent with no standards or he'd be embarrassed by this.]

Well then~

[Without further ado Dazai spreads Shuji open and brushes a thumb over his entrance, teasing the tight ring of muscle.]

Time to fix that...

[Dazai leans in and flicks his tongue over Shuji’s hole, circling the outside and getting him nice and wet before pushing his tongue inside.]

Ahh-!

[Any attempts at not making it obvious how good he's feeling are ruined before they started. The intense jolt of pleasure going down Shuji's spine draws a moan from him, and his cock is already halfway hard without even being touched.]

D-Dazai...sama...

[Dazai loves hearing Shuji cry out like that, and his own cock is fully hard from both watching Shuji strip and having a front row seat to his reactions.

He pushes in deeper, licking inside of Shuji before pulling back out again, fucking him with his tongue. He wants Shuji begging for more like a good, obedient pet.]

[It doesn't seem real, that Dazai can reduce him to crying out in ecstasy this easily. If Shuji weren't bent over the counter, his legs wouldn't have been able to keep supporting him, not with the shockwaves of pleasure that come from Dazai's relentless motions.]

I-I can't take it- Dazai-sama-

[Have mercy on him.]

[Dazai is extremely skilled with his tongue, and he’d gladly reduce Shuji to a shivering, begging mess from this alone, but he can also be merciful, and he finally withdraws his tongue before standing up and unbuckling his belt.]

Beg for me to fuck you.

[Shuji is very good at begging, especially when he's this worked up. But then, Dazai already knows that.]

Please fuck me- I need you inside me or I'll go crazy, I'll do anything, Dazai-sama-

Good boy.

[Who is he to deny such an earnest plea? It might hurt a bit with only saliva as lube, but both of them are far too impatient to wait now, and Dazai unzips his pants and frees his cock from his underwear before gripping Shuji’s hips and lining himself up with his hole.]

Here’s your reward~

[With that Dazai thrusts inside of Shuji, burying himself to the hilt in one fluid motion.]

[It does hurt without proper preparation, and the groan that leaves Shuji's mouth is more pain than pleasure. But...]

Th-thank you, Dazai-sama...

[That's easier to deal with than being mercilessly teased until he comes apart on Dazai's tongue.]

[Dazai smirks before pulling out to the tip, letting Shuji feel just how empty he is without his cock inside before thrusting balls deep once more.]

Keep begging. Let me hear how much you love my cock.

[Dazai is quite enjoying just how tight and warm Shuji is around him, but he’s a ways off from coming just yet.]

[One Shuji's had him inside, he feels so much emptier for that moment before Dazai fills him up again. That heat against his nerves that makes his blood sing...]

I, I need it- I need your cock to fill me up, I need you to fuck me until I can't think straight-

[His blush goes down to his shoulders and his voice is quivering, but he can't think about that.]

Perfect...

[Dazai rewards Shuji’s obedience by pounding into him from behind, his nails digging into those narrow hips and leaving scratch marks that he’ll no doubt feel in the morning.

He leans over Shuji, breath hot against his ear as he gives his next order.]

Touch yourself.

[The scratch marks will heal with ink. His dignity may not.

Those are concerns for future Shuji. Now it's all he can do to wrap a hand around his cock and try to match the pace of Dazai's thrusts.]

Ah, ah - Dazai-sama, can I- can I come-

[Because he may not have a choice about it soon.]

[Dazai’s smirk turns positively wicked.]

Yes. Come for me.

[Dazai sinks his teeth into Shuji’s shoulder as his thrusts become erratic, his own orgasm quickly approaching, but he can hold off until Shuji inevitably comes first.]

[Almost as soon as Dazai gives him permission, Shuji hits his climax - like being given permission was in itself what pushed him over the edge. He cries out wordlessly and comes all over his hand, tightening around Dazai's cock as he does so.

His high won't last that long. But even when Shuji's exhausted and overstimulated, Dazai can use his body as he pleases.]

[The way Shuji clamps down around him is wonderful, but it’s that desperate cry that finally sets him off. He buries himself to the hilt inside Shuji one last time and comes, pumping him full of hot, sticky come with a low groan until he’s utterly spent.

Panting, Dazai quickly pulls out of Shuji so that he can get a nice, long look at his come dripping down those pale thighs.]

Lovely~

[He loves making Shuji a mess like this.]

Lick your hand clean.

[Shuji's still panting, but he obeys the command without second thought, licking his hand until not a drop of come remains on it.]

Did I do well, master?

[The title just slipped out.]

Continuation for bandagedheart.

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