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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[bandagedheart]

Come for me.

[Dazai doesn’t let up at all, burying his cock to the hilt over and over again inside of Shuji and gripping his hips hard enough to leave bruises. He’s close as well, his cock twitching and throbbing inside of his Kitten, and feeling that last squeeze around his cock should be enough to make him come.]

[thesettingsun]

[Shuji almost screams, clenching hard around Dazai's cock as he paints his stomach with white. He comes hard enough that for a moment he can't see or hear or process anything besides pleasure. Nothing exists but him and Dazai and the heights of ecstasy.

Even when that moment fades, it'll take a minute for him to be able to do anything but gasp for breath.]

[bandagedheart]

[Dazai is actually taken by surprise by just how tightly Shuji clamps down around him in the throes of pleasure, and he quickly follows, thrusting up into him one last time with a sound bordering on a growl as he comes. It’s intense, and he sinks his teeth into Shuji’s neck hard enough to leave a noticeable mark as he rides out his orgasm.

Panting, he finally lets go and pulls back, and he traces over the bite mark with a smile.]

No covering that up. I want you to show it off.

[thesettingsun]

Yes, master. I'll make sure everyone can see it.

[They already know he's dating someone, so it's not like it should shock anybody. ...It will still heal when he drinks ink, so he'd better make sure everyone can see it before then.

Sighing happily, Shuji loosely throws his arms around Dazai's neck. He's sore as hell, but he is definitely here for cuddling, unless Dazai objects.]

[bandagedheart]

[This is the part he’s terrible at. Oh sure, he can pretend to be sweet and cuddly, and he holds Shuji close, rubbing soothing circles on his back as he slowly comes down from his high. But in reality he’s not entirely convinced that sweetness ever pays off.]

Mmm...do you want me to cuddle you more, Kitten?

[thesettingsun]

[When your pet is already head-over-heels for you, even a little bit of pretending is good enough.]

Please. If you don't mind... I don't have anywhere else to be, so we could just stay like this.

[Unless Dazai wants something else, but that's always implied.]

[bandagedheart]

[Welllll if Shuji asks all nicely like that...]

Okay.

[He doesn’t even bother pulling out of Shuji just yet, staying connected with his pet for as long as he wants. It’s a reward. Nothing more.]