Molly's Fics Cause she Refuses to Read Them on Ao3

Warmth gives everyone happiness

Tw/Tags: Cock Warming, Implied switch soukoku
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The air was cold in mid September and Chuuya being the absolute annoying shit he was, wanted to make Dazai's life harder than it was.

And trust that Chuuya had thought alot of ways to do that. Such as putting salt in his coffee, or hiding all of his sweaters so he could not....warm himself up...

'Huh...maybe that could work' Chuuya thought as he came up with a plan.

He looked over to where his boyfriend was sitting in his office chair in his room doing the same old work he does everyday

'God, what does he even do on that computer? It's not like he does anything useful on that shit anyways'

Chuuya had already prepared himself to be well fucked but since his boyfriend wants to so into his work, he'll just have to take what he wants himself.

Grinning evilly, Chuuya took off his pants and started to walk towards Dazai, and as Dazai notices movement and turns around, he freezes in shock by Chuuya's advances.

"Hey... what's up with tha-oof" Dazai began but couldn't finish as Chuuya plopped himself on his lap, right above his dick.

"Oh don't mind me, keep doing your work, I'm just taking what you refuse to give to me." Chuuya retorted with a smirk on his face. He was going to make this experience so torturous that Dazai would finally submit to him.

"That's exactly what a pervert would say to an unknowing victim you know?" Dazai teased.

"Shut the fuck up you bastard bitch" Chuuya swallowed a moan as he sunk onto his boyfriend's dick and relished on how good it felt.

And for the next few minutes, everything was going to plan, Chuuya was making Dazai feel all hot and bothered while he just sat there.

Until...it all...backfired.

Dazai suddenly grabbed his hips and thrusted into Chuuya, forcing Chuuya to wrap his arms around Dazai's neck and hide his face in it to deal with the unexpected force of pleasure.

And then it became quiet.....too quiet.

Chuuya looked at Dazai with questioning eyes, almost expecting him to look just as fucked as he was. He did. Oh how Dazai looked so beautiful with his ears red and breaths harsher than before. It was all going as Chuuya planned and as Dazai notices his stare he just smiled and said

"I thought you wanted me to continue doing work darling?" He absolutely knew what he was doing. And Chuuya was not about to back off.

'Alright motherfucker, show me what you got.' Chuuya thought. He was so sure that he could deal with whatever game Dazai was trying to reverse play on him.

He was wrong.

Dazai was not making it easy, as he kept thrusting into him every now and then. And the worst part? There was no rhythm or rhyme with those thrusts so Chuuya could not predict when he would buck his hips, and so everytime it happened it was a gust of pleasure passing by.

It was hell on earth. It was as if a kid was offered to taste his favourite candy but was not allowed to eat it.

As Chuuya tried to move his hips trying to get to his finish line, Dazai grabs his waist, keeping him in place as he whispered

"Nope, you're gonna stay there just like this until I'm finished brat." As he said that Chuuya clenched around him as it turned him on even more when Dazai whispered things like that.

What Chuuya was not expecting was when Dazai without warning decided to lean in to look at his computer monitor closely, forcing his dick to go even deeper and rub at his prostate even harsher than before.

"Fuuuck.." Chuuya drags out

"Hmm? What's wrong darling? How do you feel?" Dazai asked with a tinge of fake concern cause of course nothing was genuine about this two faced fish.

"Fuck...I feel too full" He rasped out, voice deeper than it was. Dazai shivered at his change of tone.

"Oh? You like this don't you?" Dazai whispered, his breath heating up Chuuya ear.

"Mmm" Chuuya nodded while his hands played with Dazai's hair

"How about Chuuya takes what he want? Hm baby? Cmon you can do it. You wanted to a while ago" Dazai finally gave mercy and strated to rock his hips into Chuuya.

Chuuya with a satisfying sigh, started to move up and down to chase his own pleasure. As it was becoming too much, his moans started becoming louder and louder until he couldn't mask the absolute ecstasy he was feeling.

"Dazai....Fuck I'm close" Chuuya whispered breathily.

"Go on sweetheart, let it out for me hm?" With that Dazai held his hips and started pistoning into Chuuya like a vice without stopping making Chuuya make such beautiful and unimaginable noises while trying to hold himself up.

Soon, with a synchronous moan from both of them, Chuuya came all over Dazai's shirt and on his own stomach while Dazai came deep into Chuuya.

Chuuya fell into Dazai's arms with a huff and closed his eyes and Aeros started to comb through his hair.

"We should do this again." Dazai huffed out a laugh.

"Fuck yea, but next time you'll be the one to warm me sweetheart" Chuuya emphasized the word 'sweetheart' as a sarcastic remark to the pet names he was called a while ago.

"Oh but of course, what kind of boyfriend would I be if I don't warm my own man's cock every once in a while?" Dazai dramatically says with his hand on his chest

"Shut the fuck up bastard" The insult held no malice as they laughed together in a peaceful and silent room.

"I want coffee..." Dazai thought out loud.

"Go make it yourself, and while you're at it make one for me as well" Chuuya not so subtly ordered

"How cruel of Chuuya to first take advantage of an unknowing man and then ask him to make you coffee. I don't even know who you are anymore" Dazai said in all his dramatic attitude.

"Shut the fuck up! Don't make me sound like a fucking predator. Just go and make our coffee dumbass" Chuuya sneered.

"How can I make coffee when Chuuya is still on me hmm?" Dazai smirked.

Ah

"Fuck off you stupid bastard, fucking fish out of the water, bandage wasting freak get away from me" Chuuya turned red as he used insults as a way to cover his own embarrassment while he gets up from Dazai's lap

Dazai just laughes aloud as he goes to make the coffee he wanted 

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