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!

Comments

[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.