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His Eyes

Tw/Tags: Port Mafia Dazai Osamu, Mafia Boss Dazai Osamu

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Chuuya looked upon the city he loved with a soft smile. The setting sun had cast upon orange, red and crimson colors onto the skyscraper filled landscape that is Yokohoma.

The city he loved. The city he protects. The city ruled by that bandaged bastard who is his boss now.The sky grows darker as the elevator reaches the top floor, crimson slowly changing to black. Chuuya quickly strides towards Dazai's office. The guards at the door gave him deep bows of respect, he was the boss's right hand man after all , which he acknowledged with a nod.He silently took a deep breath and walked in .The room was dimly light by cove lights on the ceiling . Dazai was at his desk pondering over several stacks of mission reports, no doubt strategizing on how to handle the inevitable conflict with the Inagawa-kai. The nigh sky filled with stars glittering in all their glory.Dazai had changed. Even before he sliced the throat of Ōgai Mori he was known as the 'demon prodigy '.But the demon seemed to have evolved into the devil. A devil who expanded their enterprises to Russia ,Italy and Colombia. Drug and ammunition trade had increased by the double and their cargo transactions had never been smoother.The golden age of the Port Mafia had arrived.Dazai himself had grown taller and even gained a fair amount of muscle. (Not that Chuuya gave a damn about how much muscle that bastard had). He wore suits tailored to fit him perfectly, suits that put the ones he had worn during his executive days to shame. Dazai was 20 years old now and he moved and spoke with an air of command that even the underlings who resented him for killing Mori could not ignore. But the most jarring difference of them all.His eyes.The same eyes gazing down at him now.''What news? ''''The Italian mafia has been dealt with. Their leader was as aggravated as us that one of their own broke Omertà.''''And the uprising in the brothel in Kawasaki ?''''I've asked Ane-san to negotiate with the owner, rest assured that it will be taken care of''Dazai leans back into his large leather chair. Chuuya notices that Dazai, even though the same age as him looks 10 years older, all former childishness gone from his face. The strain of carrying the entire underworld on your back is a herculean one, even for someone born into this bottomless pit like Dazai. A question always lingered at the back of Chuuya's mind. Did Dazai really even want this? A shit eating grin slips onto the brunette's face ''Well seems the slug hasn't completely Chuuya-ed it up this time''''You bandage wasting bast-''the redhead shouted moving towards him''I want the report by next week alright? Can't trust a hat rack to remember longer than that.''''Oh you 'll get the fucking report! I'll personally come throw it in your fucking fac-''A hand shoots out to grab him and twist him into the brunette's lap. Chuuya lets out a yelp and scowls at the man leering up at him.''You should watch that pretty mouth of yours. I should sew it shut for that kind of back talk '' Dazai purrs.Ohh... well two can play at this game.Chuuya peered at him through lowered lashes with a coy smile.'' Ohh? , Then who else would suck your non-existent dick off?''''Chuuya should know I have at finest whores money can bu-'' he cuts off with a groan when the redhead presses into his lap and grinds''Like your whores could fuck you like I can '' the redhead snarls all the while rocking his hips into Dazai's, pressing together their growing bulges. The taller man reaches out to grip the redhead 's slender waist as he continues to grind, head slightly thrown back''Eager, are we?'' Dazai chuckles as he snakes a hand between their bodies and grabs Chuuya's clothed dick. Chuuya bites his lips to stifle a moan but the way his hips stutter says it all.''It's been a while for you hasn't it?'' Dazai says more of a statement then a question, relentlessly palming the redhead.'' We haven't seen each other in three months.''Chuuya was a hot mess by now, panting and all former rhythm lost, precum wetting the front of his pants, as he arched up into Dazai's palm despite himself. But he somehow still found the strength to smirk and say-''There was this one Italian executive.''The hand on his dick stopped.''Ohh Dazai he was sooo skilled with his fingers and he did this thing with his tongue that-''CRACK!In shock Chuuya brought up a hand to his burning cheek.''Shitty Daz-!''His eyesEven the night sky behind them couldn't compete with the darkness that swirled in them. Chuuya felt a shudder run through his spine at the way Dazai was looking at him right now. And in a sick way got even more aroused .''As much as I adore your pathetic little attempt at manipulation'' he spat as he reached into Chuuya's pants and grabbed his dick making the redhead keen ''I don't enjoy it when my whores mention other men while their panting like a bitch in heat on my lap"With the other hand he reached up and tore Chuuya's vest undone and ripped his shirt open to expose his lean stomach and chest .''You bastard that was expensive ! ''''Frankly my dear, I don't give a damn''With a single sweep of his hands Dazai swept off the battle strategies he had been working his way through for days.He had a point to prove , a potential civil war could wait.Chuuya desperate now, quickly stood up to jump onto the desk when a firm grip on his hair yanked him down to the floor onto his knees .Chuuya moaned in protest but Dazai growled,''Get to it sweetheart ''His eyes.Hands on Dazai's thighs he leaned forward and started sucking on Dazai's balls, teeth just nipping into the skin. He could sense Dazai's growing impatience and chuckling drew back and swallowed him whole in one go.'' Shit...Chuuya ''he moaned when the shorter man hummed around his dick and started bobbing his head up and down his shaft, occasionally pulling back to swirl his tongue around the head of his cock. He grazed his teeth over the pulsating veins in a way that he knew made Dazai weak. When the hand on his hair pulled him back up Chuuya let go of Dazai's cock with a whine.Pushing Chuuya on the desk Dazai yanked off the petite mafia's pants and briefs until he was left with only his ripped shirt.Taking in the sight before him while licking his lips Dazai purred,''Now be a good boy and spread your legs for me '' A needy whine slipped from Chuuya's lips as he slowly spread his lean legs apart all the while Dazai raked his eyes up and down his body with a lecherous grin.''Spreading your legs for your superior officer so readily...you needy slut ''.Dazai leaned forward to capture Chuuya's lips in hot open-mouthed kiss. Chuuya moaned at the feeling of Dazai's tongue in his mouth, growing more desperate as he imagined that tongue exploring other places .Chuuya gasped into the kiss with a start when he felt two lubed fingers entering him.''Ba-ahh bastard! At least warm it up firs-aaah- there!''Dazai's smirk widened as he found the spot that made Chuuya see stars and rubbed at it mercilessly.Chuuya broke away from the heated kiss and was now panting into Dazai's neck .The brunette's free hand came up to his chest and started pinching his right nipple with a force that pulled a sob out of Chuuya.''Da-dazai just fucking get to it will you?!''''Patience darling''''If you don't fuck me in the next two minu-nnghh ''!Dazai pulled his fingers out Chuuya's ass, grabbed his hips, flipped him over and thrust into him in one fluid motion groaning as he bottomed out .''Aaahh Daaaazaii wait''Dazai refused to listen. He started thrusting into Chuuya's wet heat with a pace nothing short of savage. The room started filling with Chuuya's cries and moans and sounds of his hips banging against the mahogany desk, with the promise of blooming purple and red bruises next morning but right here, right now he just doesn't give a damn.'' Aaahh faster!...oh God ..Dazai !Don't stop Dazai !'' Dazai chuckled'' You ask me to stop then beg me not to, make up your goddamn mind you slut' he growled as he brought down a hand onto Chuuya's assChuuya arched his back with a cry and pressed back into the other man . He wanted more.Chuuya whined as Dazai's thrusts slowed down as the brunette grabbed his collar and pressed him flush against his clothed chest. This position impaled him even more onto Dazai's cock as the taller man bounced him on his lap at just the right angle that made Chuuya's eyes roll to the back of his head.''Shit! Ah fuc- do that again!''''Aahhh...like that! Faster don't stop Dazai please!"He was nearing his breaking point, that sweet release when Dazai lifted his chin up.''Chuuya , look at me ''When Chuuya blearily met his gaze he felt his entire being go ice cold.His eyesBlood red orbs that promised suffering, vengeance and bloodlust. A devil with no soul. A devil with no conscience. A devil with nothing left to fucking lose.''Next time you mention another man in my presence...I'll kill both of you.''Chuuya came with a resounding cry onto Dazai's desk and fell back limp whimpering as the other man chased his pleasure while mercilessly rubbing the redhead's overstimulated dick.Dazai finished with a drawn out moan and Chuuya sighed as he feels hot cum filling his insides.After a minute of blissful afterglow Chuuya pulled away with a wince.He doesn't look at the other man as he starts dressing. He leaves without so much as a second glance in Dazai's direction.It's only when he reaches his apartment that he allows himself to stagger. Chuuya isn't someone to be even slightly shaken by things that would make other people crumble in fear, but to see Dazai , the boy he grew up with, the cheeky scoundrel he bickered with , the partner he trusted to turn into this.....And the worst part?He knew the only person capable of bringing Dazai back...... was buried six feet underground .

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