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Falling Apart (Beneath Your Touch)

Tw/Tags: Prompt: Gravity/Sorrow, Hurt/Comfort, Showers, Dark Era, Nakahara Chuuya Uses Corruption, Post-Corruption Ability Use, Underage tag since SKK 17-18
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Gravity was a fickle thing. It affected everyone equally and bowed to no one.

Not for Chuuya, though.

Chuuya had graced through life with a weight off his shoulders. He could bring people to their knees and crush buildings in a matter of seconds. He had endless power and possibility at his fingertips. Some would say that made him special, but to Chuuya, it was a curse.

Chuuya groaned as he fell to his knees. He could feel blood dripping down his face. He tasted iron on his tongue as he attempted to blink the blood from his eyes. His head was pounding, and he could barely keep his eyes open with the bright sun above his head.

Huh, he had originally been in a building. How far had Dazai let him go?

"Is Chibi with me?"

Chuuya groaned and let his head fall against Dazai's stomach. Dazai held Chuuya's arm in a vice-like grip. Likely to assure Corruption wasn't accidentally activated.

Dazai's hand ran through bloodied locks. He came across mats in the red hair, but he simply tugged them out. When Chuuya was in his normal frame of mind he would get mad that Dazai was tugging so harshly at his hair, but right now Chuuya couldn't care less. Chuuya practically moaned as No Longer Human seeped into his bones. He could feel it as it traveled through his very being and swept away all the rage and chaos.

All that was left was Chuuya, and he needed more.

"Dazai..." Chuuya managed to get out. It came out more like a garbled noise than anything coherent. Above him Dazai chuckled.

"Hmmm, is my little princess wanting something?" Dazai asked in the sultry voice he knew made Chuuya sweat.

Chuuya simply grumbled and rubbed his face further into Dazai's stomach. He desperately wanted more skin, needed it. However, even if he removed the vest and shirt, bandages were likely underneath.

The hand fisted into the hair at the base of Chuuya's skull and tugged his head away from Dazai's vest. Chuuya moaned at the force and blinked up at Dazai. He could see that most of the blood from his face had been wiped onto Dazai's black vest, but he was too distracted by the thumb pressing into his mouth.

Chuuya sucked the finger into his mouth as both hands moved to dig into Dazai's thighs. He lapped at the dirt, grime, and blood. Chuuya soaked in the buzz of No Longer Human as it danced along his tongue. It wasn't as good as other parts Chuuya could be sucking, but it would sate him long enough for the car to arrive.

"Just 5 minutes, baby. You finished them off a little faster than expected. You did so well," Dazai praised.

Chuuya groaned against the thumb and closed his eyes. The hand resumed petting his hair and he was practically purring around the thumb in his mouth. His mind was sprawling in the vacuum that Arahabaki had left behind. It was so quiet and after letting a being of chaos take over and destroy his body, it was great.

The thumb was unexpectedly removed from his mouth and Chuuya scrambled to follow but the hand in his hair stopped him.

"No more of that, you'd be mad if the driver saw you in such a way."

Distantly Chuuya could appreciate the consideration, but he was too out of it to care. He wanted it back in his mouth. Reflexively Chuuya tried to use his ability, but nothing happened. Above him Dazai tutted.