Forever Yours

New information at a cost

"I was initially thinking of slamming into you until you pass out..."

The brunette moaned as he retorted, "You're already doing it-" He cut himself off when he felt a moan at his throat.

The raven haired smirked, "But you're not passed out yet."

Giving a glare to the other, the russian chuckled, "I couldn't believe when you said it yourself, I thought you'll give me money of some sort."

"For your information, I'm broke...ah- a-nd you won't accept any other payment anyways, you insufferable rat!"

The said 'rat' didn't deny but instead agreed.

"I just need the information so you better keep your end of the bargain or I'll stab you in the hea-ahhh!"

The brunette failed to threaten the other as the sinful organ of the older pushed deeper in.

"Yes, yes. You know I always keep my promises..." The raven haired rolled his eyes, continously thrusting into the other roughly.

"Says the one t-that bombed a guy."

The other laughed, "True..." he bit down of the younger's collar bone, looking in satisfaction as purple bloomed on Dazai's collarbone.

After what seemed like forever, the top finally emptied his seeds deep in the brunette who just whimpered in pain.

Thinking it was finally over, Dazai slumped into the mattress and panted in slight relief.

He had the shock of his life when Fyodor gave him a menacing smirk.

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Pulling up his collar of his shirt to cover his neck, the brunette winced at the pain.

"Stupid rat..." he mumbled to himself, memories of the onslaught pain and pleasure came to his mind.

At least he would get the information he needed, knowing how big the other's network is. He could easily lnow and rumour and every tiny information. He had spies everywhere.

Sighing and rubbing a hickey at the side of his neck he grumbled in annoyance. If he wasn't careful, it would be visble. Even though he warned the other as well.

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"Fyodor! Watch the hickey marking, I have work tomorrow!"

The russian ignored and stayed silent, biting down on the brunette's ivory skin. Not hard enough to draw blood but it was painful nevertheless.

The brunette winced when when the cold air came into contact with his wound

A whimpered erupted from his throat as he screeched.
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Iť was early in the morning and the ADA office probably wasn't open now. So, Dazai took a trip to the port mafia building to check on his beloved ginger. Well, his other universe beloved ginger.

It was great that Chuuya was already awake and waving at the brunette when he entered the infirmary.

Seemed that Mori was here to check on Chuuya yet so the brunette opted to sit on the chair next to the bed and wait.

The ginger, happy to see the brunette, hung his arms around the ginger and connected their lips in a split second before separating them. The brunette shocked, however, he enjoyed the kiss. It may not be his Chuuya but it was the same person, soul and body.

However, Dazai realised too late when the ginger looked at him with wide eyes. The brunette realising where the ginger was staring at, his hand shot up to cover the purple bruise on his neck.

He was fast but Chuuya was faster the ginger yanked the brunette's arm away from the hickey and pulled his forward, scrutinising the bruise.

Dazai tried yanking his hand away but it was futile since Chuuya had always been stronger them him.

The ginger exhaled slowly, in an attempt to calm himself.

"Osamu, where did you get that?"

The brunette shrugged, "Fell into a ditch."

"Don't lie to me...." The ginger grabbed the brunette's other arm pulling him close to his own body. The brunette enjoyed that to be honest, the warmth from the other always comforted him.

However, it didn't last long when the ginger pulled his onto the bed with ease and pinned his hand on the wall.

Dazai gave up, knowing if he didn't tell the truth, this will go on forever.

"My friend might have fucked me but he will give me information on how to get you back to your own world." The brunette put on the most innocent smile he could. Despite telling the other the truth and even apologising, the ginger didn't take it.

The grip on the other's wrist became tighter. " Couldn't you have gotten the information in another way."

"I could've but the information won't be useful, my friend has a v connection in Yokohama and even the whole of Japan."

Dazia grimaced eventide he said 'friend', to think that nasty rat was his friend? He rather suicide. Well, he rather suicide than anything else actually.

Chuuya grit his teeth in anger, "How could you let him do that to you?"

Dazai was speechless, he didn't know how to reply or how to explain to the ginger. The only thing he knew was that if it benefits him, he didn't mind opening his legs to another.

As if he had read Dazai'a mind, before the brunette could think about it, the other had slapped him, hard. Dazai's eyes widened as his fingers stretched but he Chuuya was still pinning his hands to the wall.

The door slid open, the raven haired entering but standing motionless at the door way. The ginger's head swiftly turned as he glared holes into Mori.

"Get out!"

Mori nodded, all stiff, before he immediately closed the door shut.

Was Chuuya ever this demanding, rude and...protective?

Chuuya'a attention turned back to the brunette as he stared in silence at the brunette who tried avoiding his gaze. Only did the ginger sighed and said, "I'm fine so don't do that again." With that, he let go of Dazai and walked out of the room.

The brunette rubbed his wrists as he was about to follow the ginger but decided against it as he collapsed onto the bed, covering his eyes with his forearm.

He was tired...very tired