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]

[Dazai won’t bother trying it now, but it’s definitely something he wants to test out in the future.

He doesn’t let up on fucking Shuji fast and hard, the fact that he’s taking him while he’s panty-less under that sinfully short skirt exciting him beyond words.]

I wonder how many loads you could take before you’re completely full~

[thesettingsun]

As many as you want, haaa, haaa...

[Every inch of Shuji's body is trembling, his breathing heavy. He's so close to climax, but he still needs to ask.]

Can I come, master?

[bandagedheart]

[Look how wrecked he is. Shuji is so perfect when he’s like this, and Dazai can feel his own orgasm quickly building within him.]

Yes. Come for me, Kitten. Scream my name.

[He emphasizes that order with a deep, brutal thrust that nearly knocks Shuji over. He’s so gorgeous...so perfect...

Without warning Dazai buries his cock deep inside of Shuji and comes with a sound akin to a growl. Claiming Shuji like this will never, ever get old, and he gladly fills him with every drop of come he has until he’s completely milked dry.]

[thesettingsun]

[The feeling of Dazai coming inside him is more than enough - Shuji'd already been pushed over the edge with just the order.]

Dazai-sama-!

[It's a scream that nearly makes Shuji hoarse. He comes onto their table, clenching tight around Dazai's cock while he's still pouring inside of him.]

[bandagedheart]

Mmm...so good for me, Kitten.

[Dazai works Shuji through his orgasm until he’s a panting, trembling mess, and Dazai’s hands are probably the only thing holding him up right now.

He glances down at the table with a chuckle, admiring the sheer amount of come that came from his Kitten.]

You’ll need to clean up your mess, Kitten. I did want the living room spotless.

[thesettingsun]

Yes, master. ...May I have a minute first?

[Like Dazai thought, Dazai's hands are all that is holding Shuji up right now, and he's not in any kind of state to do some cleaning.]

[bandagedheart]

Of course.

[Dazai pulls out if Shuji and urges him to sit on his lap on the couch despite the mess between his legs. He wants to pamper his Kitten with attention, just for a bit.]

I have the cutest maid ever~

[thesettingsun]

[Shuji's happy to sit on Dazai's lap, even if he's going to drip come on him in the process.]

Thank you, master ♥

[bandagedheart]

You’re welcome, Kitten.

[Dazai can always wash his clothes later. Right now he feels like being close to Shuji, which is oddly sentimental for him.]

You’ve been so good lately. How would you like it if I took you out one day?

[thesettingsun]

[Shuji is always sentimental, but Shuji and Dazai are very different people, despite sharing a name.]

I'd love to go out with you.

[Like a date, he thinks but doesn't say.]

Anybody who sees us would just be jealous of me, for getting to be this close to you.

[bandagedheart]

[Dazai rubs under Shuji’s chin, a gesture he's grown rather fond of lately.]

Mmm. Maybe they’d be jealous of me for getting to have such a lovely thing by my side.

[Flattery, but he means it.]

Then it’s a date. I’ll dress up just for you. How does that sound?

[thesettingsun]

[It's a gesture that will make Shuji smile even if he's in a bad mood, which he definitely is not.]

It sounds amazing. I'll have to look my very best.

[Shuji already puts a lot of effort into his appearance, but if he's going on a date in public with Dazai, he has to go all out.]