crowspace | call me out v. 11.0

I don't wantcha to stop, I wantcha to start. I'm not gonna break if ya put a little force into it, y'know?

[Maybe Dazai doesn't know that. Hard to tell.]

Is it... boring?

[Dazai's face is burning, and his voice is a little low. He knows he's been gentle, but he usually is, and Oda hasn't really said anything about it before. So all these times, was he... was he faking it? The possibility stings.]

Nah, not boring. I dunno what I'd call it...

['Demeaning' isn't the word he wants to use, not to Dazai's face.]

Sometimes a guy just wants to be fucked hard until he screams.

[That phrasing stops Dazai cold. He looks at Oda with a quite serious expression--albeit one he can't see in this position--and furrows his brow.]

You're saying you want me to... do that?

For sure~

[Sorry to their neighbors, except one of their neighbors is Ango, who's heard worse than Oda screaming.]

That alright by you?

[He has to think about that, not because he thinks he's incapable of it, but because he's trying to put himself in order. He was pretty let down when Oda made the first remark, and he's sure he ought to be having more trouble getting back into the mood. Still, he just... said... that...

Dazai can't bring himself to repeat it, because this is wild and new and foreign with Oda, anyway. Wow. No, okay, he can do this, he just has to...

Yeah, forget answering the question. He slides his hand against the back of Oda's head, threading his fingers into his hair, and pushes his face down into the pillows. He won't suffocate, but Dazai needs some leverage. He'd pulled out before, but now he'll try again, easing himself down over Oda as he lines himself back up.]

You should've told me sooner...

[Oda laughs, a little muffled by the pillows, then turns his head so he can properly respond.]

It's my bad. I'll pay ya back later.

[But right now, he wiggles a bit impatiently, more than ready for Dazai to be inside him once again.]

[It's pretty soon thereafter that Dazai plunges back in, not slowly or gently this time, but with a quick press of his hips. Since Oda's already been tolerating him for a while, he should be fine. But Dazai takes the time once he's in to bury himself deeply, to find a good, comfortable angle. He can't help smirking a bit. Maybe it'll be nice to see Oda like this.

He starts moving, roughly releasing Oda's hair and gripping his hips instead, pulling him back so their bodies meet with force.

And then it happens. Dazai gets a little lost in things, and a single word comes out as something embarrassingly resembling a groan.]

Fuck.

[This, this is better. Oda moans, unable to keep quiet when Dazai's burying himself so strongly in him. He pushes his body back to meet Dazai's rhythm and holds onto Dazai's hips, digging his nails just a little into his skin. Not enough to draw ink, but certainly enough to be felt.

When Dazai lets slip a vulgar word, Oda smirks.]

I oughta - hah, gettcha to talk like that more often - ya sound good-

[When he isn't thinking so much about what he sounds like, that is.]

Hah.

[Dazai feels... weirdly triumphant and wholly embarrassed at the same time, which is a strange combo, but it'll be fine. Oda feels so good, if he's being honest with himself, and if all it takes to get such sweet praises is a little vulgarity, he can be convinced to do it up a bit more.

It's a little forced at first...]

Yeah, well... ah, you feel good...

[It's a little forced, but it's still new and exciting, especially when Dazai's pounding into him like this. Oda squeezes tighter around him, still smiling.]

Just good? Ya oughta be a bit more descriptive - yer a writer, ain'tcha?

[The squeeze makes Dazai groan, and he leans down to bite at Oda's skin.]

So... so tight... Oda... You're so tight... [He doesn't let up, and his fingers dig into his lover's hips, too. A writer... so they both are. Should he be himself, then?] I don't want to stop... I could do this with you all night...

[God yes - Oda moans, shameless and loud, as he rocks back onto Dazai's cock.]

Ya better fuck me - 'til we break the bed-

Edited 2018-09-06 19:22 (UTC)

[Dazai is gonna lose his mind over this man. He's too hot. It's so much. He picks up the pace what little more he can, shaking the bedframe as they move together.]

Think I might break you first. [He huffs contentedly.] You like the way I feel, don't you? Big enough for you?

I can take it.

[He needed to remind Dazai of that so he would fuck him harder. He's not made of glass, or so weak that he can't have Dazai pound him into the mattress.]

God, ya feel so big in me- Like yer splittin' me open, it's so good...

[Oda's words are melting Dazai, and he reaches up to grip the back of Oda's head, pushing it down into the pillows, turned enough to breathe. His body moves on its own with the changed angle, deeper and harder, and he groans loudly enough that he might have to apologize to someone else later. It doesn't matter right now. All that matters is being deep inside his partner.]

I love fucking you... it's so good... you're so hot I feel like I'll melt down into nothing. Ah...

[That angle's even better, and not even having his head pushed down can muffle his appreciative groan at the shocks sent through him.]

Fill me up - come in me and fill me up even more-

[He'll be disappointed if Dazai does anything but come deep inside of him.]

[Of course Dazai's face is red by now, but he's taking to this and actually turned on by the talk. He's really losing himself in it. It's new and colorful and once again, Oda brings beautiful things into his life.]

Yes... I'm gonna come inside you and let you feel how much I love you. I want your body to milk me dry...

[It's everything that was missing from their sex life. Now Oda has no complaints, and he wouldn't even if he could think straight.]

Pour it all in me, I wanna feel you- I wanna feel it for days, don't lemme sit down without rememberin' how hot you were-

call me out v. 11.0

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

amazingly oda's official art icons are not great for smut threads. oh well

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject

no subject