Continuation for bandagedheart.

[thesettingsun]

[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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[thesettingsun]

[Oh. Shuji would like to - he'd very much like to have a tattoo or something else to mark him as Dazai's, but...]

I can't. My body fixes all its damage every time I get myself healed after a battle. It wouldn't stay.

I'm sorry, master. I really would like to, if I could.

[bandagedheart]

Really?

[Dazai’s eyes light up when he asks that; yes, it’s unfortunate that he can’t permanently mark Shuji, but if he heals completely each time he’s treated...]

Then what if I used a knife to at least give you a taste of what it would be like?

[thesettingsun]

[Trust Dazai to immediately know how to make the most of the situation.]

If you want to, I don't mind...

[It's not going to be as bad as fighting Taints.]

[bandagedheart]

Then strip down for me, Kitten.

[Dazai pulls out a beautiful, ornate knife from his pants pocket and climbs onto the bed with a deceptively gentle smile.]

If you trust me, that is.

[thesettingsun]

[A long time ago - it feels long, was it only a few months? - Shuji wouldn't have been able to say that he trusted Dazai at all.

Now, he doesn't hesitate to strip completely bare for the explicit purposes of being carved up by him.

At least it's a beautiful knife, so no matter how much it were to sting, Shuji could feel good about that part.

He just came, but his cock is starting to get hard again anyway. Not there yet, but starting to take interest.]

[bandagedheart]

Good boy.

[Dazai will start by carving into Shuji’s back, so he positions him on his stomach and straddles his waist before reaching up and lightly dragging the point of the knife over Shuji’s shoulder. Not enough to break skin, but enough to be felt.]

How does that feel, Kitten?

[thesettingsun]

[There's pain - only a little, nothing like the pain he gets in a battle. And knowing that it's his master doing this, his master who will be marking him - that brings pleasure that the pain only amplifies.]

Ah - it hurts, but I like it.

[He's not nearly so eloquent out loud.]

[bandagedheart]

Mmm...then I’ll keep going~

[Dazai slowly, carefully drags the tip of the knife over Shuji’s other shoulder, then, applying just enough steady pressure to break the skin, Dazai slowly begins carving his name into his pet’s flesh. Ink drips from the wounds, and Dazai can’t help but think that Shuji looks absolutely breathtaking right now.]

It’s too bad this won’t last...but you’ll always be mine, won’t you?

[thesettingsun]

[It's a sharp pain, not entirely unlike being slashed by a Taint's blade - though here his heart is pounding for an entirely different reason. The pain only makes the pleasure that much more acute, and Shuji whimpers and tries not to move and disrupt Dazai's concentration.]

Always... As long as I'm in this world...

[...if anyone saw this, they'd think Shuji had his own name carved in his skin.]

[bandagedheart]

[Dazai knows very well how the sharp bite of a blade can stir an even sharper arousal, and once he’s finally finished carving his name into Shuji’s shoulder he brings the knife to his lips and licks off the ink staining the cold steel. It’s bitter, but Dazai has never minded bitterness.]

Turn over, Kitten, let me see how much this excites you~

[thesettingsun]

[With some effort - his shoulder really is stinging - Shuji rolls over to look up at Dazai. He's achingly hard, his cock almost brushing against his stomach. He's red down to his shoulders and up to the tips of his ears, which seems a little weird considering that he doesn't have red blood? But that's something he'll think about some other time.]

Thank you, master.

[It's such a shame he'll have to get rid of that mark. Shuji hopes he can put off healing himself for a while.]

[bandagedheart]

You’re gorgeous, Kitten~

[Dazai admires the pretty flush on Shuji’s fair skin as he drags the tip of the knife from his sternum to his navel, though it’s barely enough pressure to break the skin. Only a few beads of ink are left behind in its wake, and Dazai bends down to lap them up with his tongue.

He follows the licks with soft kisses to soothe the stinging flesh, adding a flick of his tongue over Shuji’s cock at the end.]

Do you want to feel my mouth on you, Kitten?

[thesettingsun]

[It's so difficult not to move and make the cuts worse. Shuji isn't very good at keeping still while Dazai gives him pleasure, and the knife doesn't help any.

Dazai's tongue ever-so-briefly on his cock brings a tiny jolt of his hips, though Shuji controls it as much as he can. Dazai is the one who can choke Shuji, not the other way around.]

Please- Please, Dazai-sama, it feels so good...

[Just that has him whimpering for more.]

[bandagedheart]

[How could he possibly say no when his pet is begging so sweetly?

Dazai sets the knife aside for now and drags his tongue from base to tip, leaving Shuji’s cock glistening with saliva. He knows that it’s difficult for Shuji to keep still as it is, and not choking Dazai takes some real willpower.

He tests his limits by taking him into his mouth and swallowing him inch by inch, humming on purpose to send lovely little vibrations up his length.]

[thesettingsun]

[This is a test. It has to be. Dazai has to be making it almost impossible for Shuji to stay still on purpose. There's no way Shuji can allow himself to fail a test, even if it's almost killing him to try to keep his hips still.

He can't completely stay still - every inch of Dazai swallows makes Shuji tremble more and more. He's grasped onto the pillow, and his fingers are clenched into it so tightly that he might tear the pillowcase soon.

And, of course, his moans: a constant stream of master, god, Dazai-sama-

It's all the same thing.]

[bandagedheart]

[It certainly is a test, one of Shuji’s willpower and his ability to follow instructions, even if Dazai already knows that he’ll pass with flying colors. He swallows him to the hilt before bobbing his head up and down and relaxing his throat just in case Shuji thrusts up into his mouth. He loves the taste of his Kitten’s arousal on his tongue, and the word “god” certainly gets his attention, even if it’s meant to be an exclamation and not a descriptor for Dazai himself.

His eyes flick up to Shuji’s face, the look he gives him saying “come for me”.]

[thesettingsun]

[How could Shuji not follow Dazai's orders? Especially not when Dazai's looking at him that way with his throat around him... Dazai doesn't need to say it out loud for Shuji to follow his instructions faithfully.]

Master...!

[Every muscle in Shuji's body goes taut, and then relaxes all at once as he comes into Dazai's mouth. His chest is heaving as he gasps for breath.]

[bandagedheart]

[Dazai swallows every last drop before pulling off of Shuji’s cock and sitting back on his knees.]

Kitten...you’re so perfect for me.

[Dazai picks the knife up once again and brings it to his own wrist before making a clean, shallow cut across the thin flesh. It’s not big enough or deep enough to be truly harmful, and he holds it out, the wound dripping blood.]

Do you want to taste me?

[thesettingsun]

[It's impossible for Shuji to catch any disease from Dazai's blood. Even if he could, he probably would bring Dazai's wrist to his lips anyway.

The metallic taste isn't one Shuji would normally seek out, but it's not bad, in its own right. Shuji licks at the wound to soothe it.]

You're so generous with me, my god.

[This time, it definitely isn't an exclamation.]

[bandagedheart]

[A god...Dazai has actually never thought of himself that way, but having his pet feel for him so strongly that he’d put him on a pedestal and worship him is a feeling he’ll gladly indulge in.

He shudders in delight as Shuji laps at the blood, and his gaze is piercing as he looks down at his Kitten.]

Do you love me, Kitten?

[Love can be defined in so many ways, but he’s eager to hear the answer nonetheless.]

[thesettingsun]

[Love is a difficult thing to define. Even Shuji, who's lived out his (admittedly short) life, can't say he really knows what love is, or if he's ever felt it.]

I worship you, Dazai-sama. I need you. Nothing makes me happier than your attention, and I would have your mark on me forever if I only could. I would do anything to please you.

Is that love?

[It's a genuine question. Whatever answer Dazai gives is clearly correct.]

[bandagedheart]

Sounds more like devotion, but I’m no expert on love, so who knows?

[Are the two not one in the same? Dazai can’t be sure, but what he does know is that Shuji is now everything he’s been hoping he would be, and that’s just perfect.]

Your life is mine, Kitten. As long as you understand that, then I’ll gladly have you by my side forever.

[He lies down on his back and pulls Shuji close before gently stroking his hair.]

You make me happy too, by the way.

[thesettingsun]

I'm so glad...

[Being held like this by Dazai, Dazai stroking his hair and telling him that he'll keep him forever, Shuji feels utterly at peace. It's a feeling he rarely gets.]

I'm devoted to you, Dazai-sama. If I could forget everything else and only think of pleasing you for the rest of my life, I would without hesitation.

[The others can save literature without him. Even if his works are forgotten, Dazai will remember him.]

[bandagedheart]

I did promise Ibuse-san that I would look after you~

[As if he needed to be told to do so. He’s gotten attached to Shuji, after all, and he’ll take good care of his pet for as long as Shuji will continue to stay by his side and be his loyal Kitten.]

You’re free to do whatever you’d like when we’re not together, you know.

[As long as Shuji comes the second he’s called.]

[thesettingsun]

I know, but... I'm happiest when I'm with you.

[Compared with facing a seemingly endless number of enemies, trying to impress a teacher who will barely even look at him, and remembering more and more of his unhappy life, is it any wonder that spending time with Dazai is bliss in comparison?]

You've only come once. And I've come twice. [That isn't right.] Can I - I want to please you, I want to worship you.