𝕹𝖊𝖝𝖙 𝖙𝖔 𝖞𝖔𝖚, 𝕹𝖔𝖜 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖗~♡

Apologize you fucking dog.

"Oh Chuuya~ I think you forgot just who is in charge here~
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Dazai said in a low yet sadistic voice as he grabbed Chuuya's hand from his neck as he quickly pinned Chuuya on his back.

Chuuya flushed a bright shade of pink as he shuffled under Dazai's cold gaze.

"What's wrong Nakahara~? You were so bratty and bold just now, Hmm.. what happened~?"

Dazai teased as he put his thumb to rest on Chuuya's lips. Slowly rubbing the soft, pink tinted pair of lips. He looked down to see Chuuya's face flushed with embarrassment.

Chuuya looked away not daring to look Dazai in his eyes let alone his face im his direction.

Dazai obviously did not appreciate getting ignored so he demanded and answer this time, his stern voice echoed throughout the massive room.

"Chuuya. Answer. Me."

Dazai demanded in a harsher tone of voice. His childlike demeanor had been thrown out the window.

Chuuya didn't respond once again, looking away his eyes fixated on a random object, yet still occasionally stealing glances Dazai's way.

Dazai didn't like this, nope not one bit.

Dazai grabbed Chuuya's face forcing him to look at him. Chuuua groaned at the discomfort, as he attempted to force his head the opposite way of Dazai's face.

Chuuya groaned once again when Dazai successfully forced Chuuya to look at him, Chuuya quickly averted his eyes as he could still feel Dazai's gaze boring into his face.

Dazai's lustful yet dangerous gaze never once averting from the now-starting-to-bruise porcelain face of Chuuya Nakahara's

"Chuuya darling, why won't you look at me..?''

Chuuya rejected even the thought of answering. Only turning his head kore to the side in shame and embarrassment only to be prevented from Dazai's brute force.

"Chuuya I'm being so kind with you, so, why won't you answer me?"

Dazai ask gripping Chuuya's face harder than he had previously been.

Adrenaline coursed throughout Chuuya's body was he enjoying this? no-no he was just light-headed yeah-- thats all-
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Atleast that's what he wanted to hear, though his body wouldn't allow him too, heat erupted in Chuuya's body, as his face flushed a deep pink.

His cock throbbed at the dominance yet gentleness that asserted in Dazai's voice, and actions.

Obsessiveness and possessiveness, Chuuya honestly never thought he'd be into stuff like that, but, oh how desperate he was to get fucked like a pathetic toy. (as much as he hated to admit it)

Squinting his eyes as tears prickled I'm the corner of his eyes, his cheeks puffed out a bit in a child like manner, only as an attempt block out the pain now swelling in his cheeks.

Giving a quick glance at Dazai he saw Dazai's facial expression. A stern yet ever so gentle expression took over his eyes. It was comforting yet as dangerous as the oceans tides.

(Okay enough of this hot Ed Sheeran bitch)

Dazai's lustful eyes lingered on Chuuya's body leaving no place unseen. He stopped gripping Chuuya's face but still restricted his arm movements.

Dazai took this chance to take in every breathe and glance Chuuya made his way. He took in every single detail, the way Chuuya's breathe hitched when Dazai spoke or the way he would look at him with such innocence in his eyes despite being in such an erotic situation.