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]

I-I'm so glad. You're the only person I want to show off for.

[Only Dazai, when before he would have refused to be seen at less than his best by anyone. How times have changed.]

[bandagedheart]

Good.

[Finally Dazai is fully hard again and ready to go, and he grips Shuji’s hips before thrusting deep inside of him with a low, throaty moan. There’s no need to let him adjust, and so he snaps his hips forward again and again, fucking into him with wild abandon.]

I want you full of my come all the time, Kitten. Would you like that?

[thesettingsun]

[Shuji's cry when Dazai finally pushes inside of him is nothing short of ecstasy. The question only makes him moan louder-]

Yes, yes, I want you inside me every second of every day, Dazai-sama, please-

[Already his cock is hanging heavy between his legs, and he tries to meet Dazai's rhythm or the semblance of a rhythm, to take him in even deeper and harder.]

[bandagedheart]

I’d fuck you all day, every day if I could, Kitten.

[He slams his hips forward, not taking it easy on Shuji in the slightest, and is extremely pleased that his pet is responding so enthusiastically. Not that that’s an odd occurrence, but still, it’s good to be appreciated!]

Tell me how you were made for me, pet.

[thesettingsun]

[Shuji doesn't want Dazai to take it easy on him. In this sense, he's spoiling Shuji more than gentle touches ever could.]

I was born to be yours - my body was shaped to please you, to fit your cock inside me - I was made only for this-

[It's easy to forget everything he accomplished in his short life when none of it matters now. Not compared to a single word of praise from Dazai's lips.]

[bandagedheart]

[It was only a matter of time until Shuji became his completely, his identity now only “Dazai’s pet”. Of course Dazai won’t let anyone forget his accomplishments, either. Shuji is a brilliant writer and deserves to be recognized for that.

For now, however, Shuji’s entire world is Dazai’s cock, and he pounds into him over and over and over again, hard enough to make him bounce.]

That’s right. And you won’t come until I tell you. You won’t touch yourself without my permission. Not even when you’re alone.

[thesettingsun]

Just with you - only with you, you're the only one who can give me pleasure-

[Shuji squeezes deliberately around Dazai's cock. He can't be the only one who gives Dazai pleasure, but he's determined to be the absolute best at it of anyone Dazai has ever had.]

[bandagedheart]

[Dazai grunts when Shuji tightens around him, and his thrusts grow short and erratic until he’s hardly pulling out anymore.

Shuji is so well trained now that Dazai fully expects him to come on command.]

Then come.

[thesettingsun]

[Dazai expects right: when he gives the order, Shuji sobs out one last 'Dazai-sama' and comes, painting his stomach white again. There's less come this time because he came so recently, but the pleasure hitting him isn't any less intense.

He clenches tighter around Dazai's cock, like he's trying to squeeze his come out of him.]

[bandagedheart]

Good boy.

[He grits his teeth, hissing when Shuji clamps down around him, and with one more deep, hard thrust he spills himself inside of Shuji with a grunt. There’s less to fill him with this time, but it’s still enough for Shuji to keep inside of him with the plug. Dazai pulls out and retrieves the toy before pushing it inside Shuji’s hole.]

Mm. I’ll give you more in the morning. How does that sound? You can sleep with it inside of you.

[thesettingsun]

That sounds perfect.

[Even if it's less than the first time, every drop fills Shuji up with just a little more of his master.

Right now, they're both exhausted, and so Shuji curls up next to Dazai without so much as cleaning off his stomach.]

Goodnight, master. I love you.

[bandagedheart]

[Dazai doesn’t mind the mess as he pulls Shuji close and kisses him deeply.]

Good night. I love you too.