the cheesecake fic

it had been a normal day for the port mafia. it was currently late noon, and dazai was getting bored of his paperwork.

his exhausted mind would wander whenever he attempted to get work done. though after a good half an hour of this, he decided he wanted to do something else.

he dragged his finger along his desk as he turned to the phone.

chuuya had been out running errands for dazai, but oh how dazai got bored without him.

he picked up the phone and dialed chuuyas cell number, listening to it ring.

ring...ring...and oh he awnsered.

"I need you to come back to my office, quickly." and before allowing chuuya to get a word in, he hung up.

he fidgeted with his pen and tapped his foot inpaitently, 'can't he hurry'. he thought to himself.

he started glancing around for something to occupy him while he waited.

'gun...possibly...cheese cake...later...paper work...definitely not.'

then his eyes fell apon the perfect thing.

he slowly ran his finger up his thigh till he reached the rim of his tight pants.

he wanted to just rip off his pants and get to it already. The tightness of his clothing was suffocating his erection painfully.

but alast, he decided to control himself and await for his assistant to help him out.

"mmhh" he groaned softly, biting down on his lower lip and closing his eyes.

he continued this until he heard a loud knock on the door. he slowly moved his hand away, and awaited for chuuya to come in.

"boss- are you okay? whats happening!?" chuuya stammered out worried.

as dazais expression stayed monotone, he gestured for the assistant to come over to him.

chuuya hastily walked over to his desk and awaited his next order, a bit anxious that he might be in trouble or something.

dazai then did something that suprised chuuya, he signaled him to sit on his lap.

chuuya glared down at him, his eyes widening. "what?!"

"do I need to ask again?"

chuuya pushed his lips into a thin line before sighing loudly.

he slowly walked over, and sat on dazais lap.

he immediately could feel his erection through his bosses pants, gasping slightly.

"dazai-"

"shhh..."

dazai pushed him forward, making him lean on top of his desk.

"can I use you chuuya"

chuuya scoffed in response, rolling his eyes a little. "you're always using me, you're such a manipulative little-"

"careful with what you say, executive." dazai cut him off with. he slowly brought his hands along chuuyas waist, making his way to his crotch.

he poked at chuuays bulging erection, "now let me ask again, Can I use you?"

chuuya didn't speak for a few moment, grunting quietly at dazais gestures.

"yes." he replied in an overly annoyed tone.

...

"yes...sir" he added after dazais silence.