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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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He's an angry drunk. And when we went drinking together - when we were alive - I couldn't fight. I only learned that after being summoned after my death.

[...though, really, you don't need to know how to swing a scythe to win in a bar fight against Chuuya.]

[Dazai chuckles. He can only imagine the destruction such a tiny person could cause.]

Tiny but fierce. The Chuuya I know is exactly the same.

[Dazai hooks two fingers beneath Shuji’s collar and tugs, urging him to get up on the couch and straddle his lap.]

Are you afraid of me as well, Kitten?

[Shuji willingly goes along when Dazai pulls, sitting on Dazai's laps with his legs on either side of him. His fingers twitch with the urge to touch, but he has to hold back until he's given permission.

Afraid of Dazai... isn't that the reason he chose this arrangement, being afraid of what Dazai could do to his loved ones? But that hasn't been at the forefront of his mind lately. He only rarely remembers it.

So, the real answer...]

I'm only afraid of displeasing you, master.

[Dazai can hardly express how pleased he is with Shuji’s words.]

You’ve become such a good, obedient pet.

[Dazai’s voice lowers to a purr as he kisses Shuji’s neck.]

You did all this to save someone else, but now you’re truly mine, aren’t you?

[Dazai has to admit, he feels oddly protective of his Kitten lately. Possessive is to be expected, but learning that Shuji is actually capable of fighting brings up several issues that he hadn’t considered before...]

You said you’re no longer alive. What happens when you’re dealt a fatal blow?

[Dazai's words make Shuji shiver, more even than the kiss to his skin.

It's true that his original motivations haven't been on his thoughts recently. So... Dazai must be right. He's given himself over to Dazai completely.]

I'll dissolve into ink. Another 'Dazai' might get summoned to replace me, but he wouldn't remember you, because he wouldn't be me.

[So, of course that means he can't get killed and replaced by someone who doesn't know his master. ...That's what he'd like to say, but things happen and he can't guarantee his own survival. So, instead...]

Please let me please you while I'm still here, Dazai-sama.

[Shuji can die then, in a manner of speaking. It’s a sobering thought, one that Dazai hadn’t even considered before, and would like to not dwell on for too long. He’s dealt with loss very poorly in the past, and he’d rather not repeat those days if he can help it. For now he’ll just have to appreciate having Shuji here by his side, and he pulls back from kissing Shuji’s neck to look him in the eye.]

Then I want you to do whatever it is you want to with me tonight, Kitten. Let me see you act without instruction.

[Acting without instruction... is kind of terrifying. He's been on edge about possibly upsetting Dazai all day, and what he wants more than anything else is for Dazai to fuck him senseless and tell him how good he's being.

But commands are commands, and he's going to have to impress Dazai with how well he follows commands.]

Yes, Master.

[The very first thing he does: lean in for a deep kiss. One of the things he's missed from Dazai is just how good he is with his mouth, the way a kiss can make him feel like he's being eaten alive.]

[As long as Shuji agrees to be his pet Dazai will continue to test him, to push him to his limits, to encourage him to take risks and reap the rewards. This is simply one of those tests, and he can’t say he’s disappointed with Shuji’s decision to go in for a kiss.

Dazai purrs against Shuji’s mouth before reaching up to cup the back of his head and hold him still as he pushes his tongue past those lips. The taste of whiskey lingers on Dazai’s tongue as he slides it against Shuji’s, his fingers tangling in that pretty red hair in the heat of the moment.]

[The kiss is just as overpowering as Shuji remembers Dazai's kisses being, and his hair being messed up is the last thing on his mind. Shuji moans into Dazai's mouth, meeting Dazai's intensity with his own. If Dazai devoured him, that would be a wonderful way to go.

Without breaking away from the kiss, he starts to unbutton Dazai's shirt. He's been starved for Dazai's touch and now he wants to, needs to make up for it.]

[Dazai loves being met with such enthusiasm, and he sucks Shujis tongue into his mouth as he feels himself being undressed, his body tingling in anticipation beneath those fingertips. Perhaps it’s almost time to show Shuji what’s beneath the bandages...but not yet. First he wants to see what else Shuji will do on his own. Meanwhile his hands wander down to grip Shuji’s hips, keeping him firmly planted in his lap.]

[Once Shuji gets Dazai's shirt off him, his hands cover Dazai's skin, almost greedy in how much they want to touch touch touch him. He rubs Dazai's nipples, strokes his chest, revels in having Dazai here and physical in front of him.

But it's not enough. He pulls away from the kiss, just enough to speak.]

Lube... where's the lube, I'll go crazy if I don't have you in me...

[Dazai lets out a pleased sigh at the way Shuji lavishes his chest with attention, as if he’s a god to be worshipped instead of a simple master, and he lets his head fall back to allow Shuji access to his bandaged neck.]

Mmm...Kitten...

[He chuckles at Shuji’s eagerness, but doesn’t move to get the lube.]

Upstairs. In the nightstand drawer.

I'll be right back, master.

[It pains him to pull away from Dazai even for a second, but he has no other choice. He hurries to get the lube, and when he returns to Dazai he's already shed his pants on the way back. His underwear follows, letting Dazai see just how hard he is.]

Dazai-sama, won't you please prepare me to take you?

[He holds the lube out as he stands before him. He could slick himself up, true, but even just Dazai fucking him on his fingers would be welcome.]

[Not only does his Kitten obey, he now seeks out Dazai’s attention and approval as if his life depends on it. Perfect. Absolutely perfect.

He flashes Shuji a wicked smirk as he takes the lube and pops open the top before slicking up his fingers with the substance and beckoning Shuji over.]

Come ride my fingers, Kitten.

[With no hesitation, Shuji takes his place on Dazai's lap again, spreading his legs wide enough to give Dazai plenty of room.]

Thank you, master.

[His cock aches even more just at Dazai's words.]

[Dazai reaches beneath Shuji and circles his hole with his middle finger before pressing it inside, humming at the feeling of that tight heat around his finger.]

Beg for me, Kitten. Tell me how much of a slut you are for my cock.

[He adds another finger, scissoring Shuji open as he sucks at his neck to leave a lovely bruise.]

[The bruise can be healed by ink, if Chuuya hasn't already told half the library about his relationship with Dazai by now. It doesn't matter. Things that aren't here and now don't matter.

Shuji moans, trying to push himself further onto Dazai's fingers.]

Please - please give it to me, I'm so empty when I don't have your cock in me, I can't stop thinking about how good it feels when you fuck me - please, master-

Good boy.

[Dazai adds a third finger and begins thrusting them into Shuji with newfound vigor, a lewd squelching sound filling the air.]

Such a needy pet~

[Finally he pulls his fingers out and sits back, grinning from ear to ear.]

Take out my cock and ride it.

[Such a filthy sound. Such a filthy, delicious feeling when Dazai fucks him on his fingers like this.

Shuji unbuttons his pants and pulls down Dazai's underwear just enough to free his cock. He wraps a hand around the base to steady himself and sinks down onto it, taking more of him in until all of his cock has disappeared inside of Shuji's body.]

So good...

[God, how much he's missed being filled up like this. He doesn't even wait to adjust - he lifts his hips and starts riding Dazai immediately.]

[Dazai settles back into the couch and grips Shuji’s hips as he rides his cock, and it’s oh so satisfying to be desired like this, as if he’s Shuji's sole source of pleasure for now and always.]

So beautiful...

[He won’t be touching Shuji’s cock. In his opinion his pet should be able to come from his cock alone each and every time they fuck, and he’ll be displeased if Shuji tries jerking himself off.]

Mm...if only the people you work with could see you now...

[Shuji won't touch himself unless given permission. Besides he's far too busy riding Dazai and reveling at how well Dazai's cock fills him up and floods his veins with pleasure.]

I don't want anyone else to see me this way - just you-

[Dazai is having a good time sitting back and letting Shuji bounce up and down on his cock, and he meets him halfway a few times, thrusting up into that tight heat with a pleasured sigh.]

Play with your chest while you ride me. Show me how lewd you can be.

[Shuji mewls when Dazai thrusts up into him - his master only makes the pleasure that much more overwhelming.

He doesn't have the patience to take his own shirt off properly, so he shoves it up far enough so he can tweak his own nipples. His voice gets louder and louder as he takes Dazai in harder and faster.]

So good - feels so good to please you, master-

[He'll be however lewd Dazai wants him to be.]

Good...perfect...

[Dazai’s voice is a silken purr as he reaches around behind his pet to get a nice, firm grip on his ass so that he can truly start pounding into him.]

Beg for me to come inside you.

[Shuji moans in delight. It won't be long now before he comes apart on Dazai's cock.]

Please give me your come - please fill me up, fill me up until it floods out of me, once or twice or even when I've passed out, please come inside me-

[Would there be anything better to waking up to find his master already taking pleasure from his body?]

Continuation for bandagedheart.

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