Hello all📸
One of my followers privately messaged me and requested for a bottom Dazai story/ one shot after reading one of my new stories, 'Fated immortals'. If you haven't read it, please go check it out. It is supposingly a bottom Dazai fanfic but there is only a paragraph of smut so I'll be doing this fanfic to make up for it, especially for those readers who were complaining on why I didn't add any smut for Soukoku. 🤣
Please enjoy!
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"Hope this teaches you a lesson."
Moaning, the brunette tried in vain as he pulled on the cloth tying his wrists and ankles to the bed.
Currently, he didn't know or remembered what he did wrong. He was just called to Chuuya's apartement and as soon as he had arrived, he was pinned to the wall and stripped. The ginger didn't even have any mercy and ripped his bandages off as well. Before he could get an explanation, he was in this state.
Totally immobile and blindfolded with his own bandages.
Waves surged through him and his entire body shakes with both pleasure and pain.
Chuuya never resulted in doing this before but he's sure he must've angered the older.
Gripping onto the sheets tightly until his knuckles turned white, his nails digging into the matress, he craves for his lover's touch but to no avail.
Saliva dripped from the corner off his mouth, off his lips and onto the sheets as he let all the sinful noises out.
The brunette's breath hitches again and again as he breathlessly pleads for his lover even though the red head had left for work.
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Hearing the sound of his phone ringing, the brunette's back arches as he clenched the sheets once again.
He whines desperately but he couldn't reach the phone on the nightstand as the binds holding him in place didn't budge, no matter how hard he tries to pull at it.
Vibrations shock his whole body which makes him incapable of thinking about anything except his lover who was the reason why this was happening to him in the first place.
Dazai sucks in a shallow breath and moans. "N-no, ple-please C-Chuuya. Com-come back."
He finally collapses onto the bed, unable to support himself off the bed. His face plasters with the warm, slightly damp sheets. He feels restless, hearing the phone ring over and over again continuously as he clenched and unclenched his hands.
He sees nothing and feels nothing except for the vibrations that are like electricity, shooting through his body, non-stop. Though his phone had stopped ringing, he heard nothing other than ringing in his ears, making him unable to calm his breathing.
His chest heaves and his legs twitch.
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The blonde grits his teeth and slams his phone down onto his own desk. He glanced over at Atsushi who was at his own desk, trying to avoid his gaze.
"That damn suicidal maniac isn't picking up. He's probably off jumping into a river." The blonde sighs in annoyance and massages his temples.
"Should we go check on him?" The white haired teenager suggested only for Kunikida to shake his head.
"He won't even be in his dorm. We'll just have to wait until tomorrow to see."
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The brunette's legs trembled as he allows breathless noises to escape his lips. He was already oversensitive, the vibrator constantly hitting his prostrate, making his body shake.
