Dazai Osamu (
thesettingsun) wrote in
crowspace2017-12-14 03:26 pm
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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!
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!

Maid~
Sometimes they're better left as surprises.
Today, Shuji's waiting for Dazai when he comes home from work. Dressed in the exact maid outfit they'd talked about before. His collar's been replaced with one that matches the outfit, but Dazai said that was fine.]
Welcome home, sir.
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Look at you...when did you get this?
[Dazai steps closer to Shuji and reaches out to touch the lacy collar.]
What a lovely maid! I hope you’ll be cleaning the house in this~
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Last week.
[If the mail gets here before Dazai gets home, Shuji usually sorts it for him, getting rid of the 'please give us money' envelopes they never open. If a package arrives before Dazai does, then Dazai doesn't have to see it.]
Of course I'll be cleaning for you. Should I start anywhere in particular, master?
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[Dazai taps his chin in thought, as if this really requires all that much brain power.]
Dust the bottom shelves in the living room.
[A mischievous grin.]
You might have to bend over a little to reach them.
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[And so he takes his feather duster and goes to thoroughly dust those shelves, bending over in the process. If his dress is far too short to be modest when he's bending like that, that's just the price of doing a good job for his master ♥
Oh, and also he's wearing lace panties.]
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[Dazai takes a seat on the couch, arms draping across the back of it as he watches Shuji bend over and show off those lacy panties. He doesn’t want to spoil the magnificent view by touching Shuji just yet, and he’s quite enjoying the show, so his pet will just have to be patient.]
Don’t miss a spot now~ I want those shelves perfectly clean!
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Yes, master~
[Those shelves are going to be spotless.]
I hope you're pleased with my service ♥
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[Oh yes, the way Shuji’s ass fills out those lovely panties, so round and just begging for a good spanking...Dazai is so spoiled. He indulges himself by rubbing lightly between his legs as he continues to watch the show.]
Mmm...you should wipe the table clean too.
[The one right in front of Dazai. So he can get a closer look.]
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[Shuji loves to spoil his master, it's true. He's all too happy to grab the nearest napkin and clean off the table nice and thoroughly. Such a shame that it's such a low table and he has to bend over so much to reach all the way across, but he wouldn't dare miss a spot, would he?]
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[Oh, that’s such a nice sight...Dazai can’t help but give in and cop a feel of Shuji’s ass through those slutty panties.]
I have a request...
[He sits back, rubbing himself through his pants once more.]
Slip those panties off and keep cleaning.
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Anything you want.
[He pulls his panties off over his stockings and lets them drop on the floor, then goes back to cleaning like a dutiful maid. It gives a good view of Shuji's bare ass, and now that he's getting harder, a shiver visibly passes through him every time the fabric of his dress brushes against his cock.]
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Don’t forget to spot clean the floor! You might have to get on all fours to do it properly!
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Shuji doesn't hesitate to get on all fours, with his ass in the air as he properly cleans the floor.]
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Dazai bites his lip as he strokes his cock a bit faster, fully hard and twitching beneath his own touch. He really is enjoying this, but his patience only stretches so far.]
Come here, Kitten. Stand in front of me.
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Yes, master?
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[Dazai reaches out to pull Shuji’s skirt up the rest of the way before pressing a kiss to the tip of his cock.]
I can’t decide how I want to take you...
[His voice is a purr as he flicks his tongue out over the head of Shuji’s cock.]
What would you like, my cute little maid?
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Would you - bend me over the table, please-?
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[And he does, grabbing Shuji by the hips before turning him around and bending him right over the table.]
Silly me...I didn’t bring any lube!
[Dazai positions himself behind Shuji and presses his cock right up against Shuji’s ass without actually pressing in.]
How can I take you when you’re not wet for me?
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Shuji whimpers, rubbing back against Dazai's cock. He can't help it when what he wants so badly is this close to being inside of him.]
J-just spit would be enough...
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[Dazai reaches around to press two fingers against Shuji’s lips, urging him to take them inside and suck on them.]
Get them nice and wet, Kitten.
[He rocks his hips forward against Shuji, pressing his cock more insistently against his ass.]
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He's such a needy kitten. He'd even let Dazai take him dry if it were between that and being denied his cock.]
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You’re so greedy~
[He pushes a finger inside, cock twitching in excitement when he feels that familiar heat and tightness around him.]
You’re practically sucking me in...
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Of course, master. I was made to have you inside me.
[Without a doubt, this is what he was summoned for.]
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You were. Every part of you was made for me.
[Dazai pulls his finger out before lining his cock up with Shuji’s entrance, unable to wait any longer.]
You’re such a lovely maid. Let me give you your payment for being so obedient.
[He pushes inside, groaning at how hot and tight Shuji feels around him.]
You’ll never leave my side...will you?
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Never - god, it's so good-
[Even if spit isn't as effective as lube, he doesn't care about any minute twinges of discomfort when his master is filling him up so well.]
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