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Conflagration

Tw/Tags: Size Kink, Mirror Sex, Barebacking, Softer than it sounds
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"Chibi just can't imagine how much it sucks to have a big dick," came Dazai's whiney voice from Chuuya's right, and the redhead sitting on his couch immediately felt his temper rise. He heard this complaint a million fucking times already, and honestly, he was reaching the end of his rope.

Of course, there were rumors about this among the Port Mafia, but Chuuya could take those. He mastered the art of tuning out mindless gossip and insignificant information around him. He didn't even care what the whole of the Port Mafia said about Dazai's dick. It's not like it was something that affected him, not at all.

But the whining his partner acted out every waking moment he had the chance to bring up the topic – that he couldn't just ignore. It made Chuuya go almost feral, the irritation, that was. The number of pain relief pills he took for the headaches Dazai caused him could be rivaled only by an addict at this point, and honestly, he just felt so fed up.

He had no idea how Dazai's two friends, Ango and his precious Odasaku did withstand the constant size-related complaints. It couldn't be only Chuuya who had to endure the dick topic. The fleeting thought of Dazai's other friends also raised the question in him as to just why was the Mackerel at his apartment tonight instead of running off with those two. It was another mystery Chuuya wasn't ready to find out the answer to.

He tried to ignore the whining once again as he took a generous gulp from his glass of wine, which in retrospect might have not been the wisest idea, because the next complaint sounded weirdly different and it made him choke on his beverage.

"It pains me that no one can ever take my dick fully, you know, slug?" Dazai continued, prosing his claim more as a question than a statement after receiving no response from Chuuya to his earlier whine.

Chuuya did not fucking know. To be completely honest, he was sure that he'd taken way bigger dicks than Dazai's. Then he froze in the mids of that thought – what if he...?

If it meant that his fucking obnoxious partner would finally shut the hell up and stop whining, why not make a bet and prove him wrong? Chuuya was good at that, and he was also good at taking cocks too. In fact, according to most of his previous partners, he was quite spectacular at it.

Oh, such a brilliant idea, and not at all the wine he consumed that night talking. How did he never think about this before?

And with his mind slightly buzzed from the alcohol, suddenly Chuuya found the idea challenging. Chuuya loved dick – he loved its taste on his tongue, the way it pulsed as he took it in his hand, the way it stretched him from the inside... Sure, he took big dicks before, why would Dazai be any different?

Chuuya loved getting fucked, so letting Dazai fuck him with his supposedly huge cock? The idea was unsettlingly exciting, and the more he thought about it, the more restless he became. He wanted to try, and more importantly, he wanted the stupid Mackerel to shut the hell up about the issue.

Yes, Chuuya knew exactly just what he signed himself up for – it was no different from all the other times they made a bet before. It wasn't different from any of his previous no strings attached hookups either. Or was it?

He truly considered all his options, foggy brain mulling over a mismatched pro and contra list as the minutes ticked by, then he finally opened his mouth to talk, proposing his question as confidently and as nonchalantly as he could. "Hey shitty Dazai, what if I could take your dick?"

From the corner of his eye, Chuuya caught the moment Dazai froze for a second, clearly not expecting the reply. Then, after a moment of heavy silence, Dazai turned towards Chuuya and cracked a teasing smirk at him. "What, chibi? You are so tiny I could put you in my pocket, my dick would be too big for your small body."