Molly's Fics Cause she Refuses to Read Them on Ao3

You're Mine and Only Mine

Tw/Tags: Rough Oral Sex, Over stimulation, Multiple Orgasms. Prostate Massage. Spanking, Name-Calling, Possessive Behavior, fluffy aftercare, Name Calling, Begging, Ropes and Handcuffs, Leashes, Jealousy, Rough Sex, Sex Toys
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Dazai was digging his nails into his palms as he watched the situation play out in front of him. Chuuya, his Chuuya was hanging all over a man at the bar, a man who happened to be his ex. Dazai wanted to rip Chuuya away from him, shove him against the wall and fuck him senseless for everyone in the bar to watch and know who he belonged to. Chuuya is his and he wants everyone in the goddamn world to know that. He watched as Chuuya twirled his hair around his finger and laughed at almost everything the man said. Dazai thought about grabbing him by the hair, shoving him down on his knees and fucking his throat till tears streamed down his face.

Chuyya gave him a side eye, he reached forward and traced a finger up the man's chest. "So where did you say you got this shirt? The material is lovely." He grinned. He knew exactly what he was doing.

The man smiled and took Chuuya's hand in his. "Its designer, Maison Margiela, I've got a lot of Maison Margiela pieces. If you want to come back to my place, I could show you them, maybe we could have a little fun, just like we used to, what do you say, Butterfly?"

Butterfly? Dazai didn't realize how hard he was gripping his glass until it shattered in his hand. "Fuck," he cursed. His hand started to bleed and Chuuya looked over at him.

"What the hell happened? Are you okay?" He asked.

"Nothing, I'm fucking fine." He grumbled, reaching for the spare bandages in his pocket. "We should head out, we both have to wake up super early tomorrow." Dazai said, standing up and grabbing the front of Chuuyas shirt.

The man frowned and tried to reach for Chuuya's hand, Dazai was quick to pull him away. "Well, it wasn't nice meeting you. bye now."

He dragged Chuuya out of the bar and when they got outside he slammed him against the brick wall. "As soon as this taxi shows up, I'm taking you home and fucking destroying you, you're such a god damn slut. Can't even keep your hands to yourself. This is what you wanted isn't it, for me to take you home and fuck you till you can't walk?"

Dazai moved a hand to the redhead's throat, pressing down hard. "My god, Chibi, I broke a glass in my hand because of you, I wanted to fuck you in that bar, for everyone to watch." He leaned in closer to whisper in the other boy's ear. "I want everyone to know that your slutty ass belongs to me, I'm the only one whos allowed to fuck you, my name is the only one you should be moaning."

He heard Chuuya's breath catch in his throat.

"I'm the only one who gets to see you breathless and begging to be ruined, I'm the only one who gets to mark you up and make you limp after I fuck you so hard."

He whined softly and tried to squirm out of his hold. "Is that clear, Chuuya?"

Chuuya shuddered from the tone of the burnette's voice and choked out a 'yes'.

Dazai finally released him, making the other boy fall forward, gasping for air.

"Get up, the taxi's pulling up."

"Dazai." He whined.

He crouched down, staring the shorter boy in the eyes. "I said, get up!"

Chuuya flushed red and quickly got to his feet. 'Come on, be a good dog and maybe I'll go a little easier on you."

Chuuya got to his feet and followed Dazai into the Taxi. He liked it when he was treated roughly because it made him feel something, Dazai was the only one who made him feel something.