Private Showcase (Fyozai)

Private Showcase

Author's Note:

hey!

this is my first time writing somnophilia...i hope it's okay lol.

the reason why i tagged this as non-con is because dazai isn't in his right mind when he agrees to continue having sex when fyodor asks in the car. i want to make it clear that non-con happens when either party is not intoxicated; an example would be if someone was drunk and said "yes" to having sex. i know that dazai isn't drunk but i still believe it's non-con--if you believe otherwise (and think it's dub-con and/or something else) please let me know so i can fix it. but please give me a little explanation so i can understand it!! /lh

anyways, this fic was suppose to be posted right after "Ready, Set, ACTION!" but a friend came into my room and started cleaning it . . . /pos

anywho, i hope you enjoy reading!!

- cecilia

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Dazai felt gross–cum dripped down his legs, sweat stuck to his forehead, and his belly ached from the stretch of Fyodor's knots. He had endured three extremely large knots in such a short amount of time. Dazai was utterly disheveled but Fyodor still looked good despite his sudden "exercise" on the train. In fact, he looked almost heavenly–it was like he was glowing.

Fyodor gently rubbed his hand over Dazai's bulging belly. His inner alpha roared with pride at how much cum was deep inside of Dazai. Fyodor was satisfied with what had occurred–even Dazai was too. Actually, Dazai was more satisfied than Fyodor was. He was the one who got railed, after all.

Fyodor pulled Dazai's underwear up. Although, that didn't do much to save the cum slipping out of Dazai's pussy. Dazai's underwear was wet from the slick that built up from Fyodor teasing him earlier but now it was completely soaked.

As the train came to a halt, Fyodor and Dazai left the now empty train car. Fyodor gently guided the blissed-out Dazai off the train and to their nearby servants. Fyodor had made previous arrangements to have their servants come pick them up in Yokohama. Jet-black cars awaited their arrival. The alpha swiftly and smoothly pulled Dazai inside.

Although it wasn't particularly safe, Fyodor sat Dazai on his lap, facing toward each other. This gave Dazai the opportunity to snuggle his head in Fyodor's neck. He clung to the alpha like a kola.

Gently, Fyodor wrapped his arms around the omega as he gladly took in the cuddles. Fyodor signaled for the driver to get going. He wanted to be back at their mansion before it got too late.

Dazai snuggled deeper into Fyodor's scent gland. Now that he had finally admitted to himself that Fyodor was someone he wanted to be loved by, he purred happily as he breathed in the alpha's scent. Fyodor's pheromones were extremely soothing and it smelled heavenly to him.

"Osamu?" Fyodor softly said.

"Hmm?" Dazai purred. Dazai didn't dare raise his head. He was far too exhausted to be making excessive movements.

"Were you serious about having a pup?"

Dazai lazily nodded his head. He squeezed his eyes shut and tried to let sleep overtake his body. His body was unnecessarily heavy. All he wanted to do was sleep.

Although, Fyodor had a different idea. "I'm glad." The ends of Fyodor's lips curved up into a happy smile. "Even though you're not in heat, I won't stop. Not until I know you're carrying my child."

Once again, Dazai lazily nodded. He didn't fully comprehend Fyodor's words. How could he? His mind was all muddled. All he could think about was clinging to Fyodor. He craved to be taken care of by his alpha. That's all that went through Dazai's mind.

Dazai was fast asleep by the time they reached their mansion–Fyodor carried Dazai up to their bedroom. Although any other alpha would have laid their sleeping omega on their bed to rest, Fyodor was going to be true to his words.

Dazai had agreed upon his plans for the night, after all.

So, Fyodor laid Dazai on their plush bed. He grabbed ropes from the closet and began tying Dazai up. The omega was still sound asleep by the time Fyodor was finished. Next, Fyodor went back to the closest and grabbed a small box. He had saved this box for when Dazai finally submitted himself to Fyodor.

Inside the little box was a collar and leash. He left the leash inside but took the collar out. The little name tag that was shaped like a heart had "Osamu Dostoevsky" engraved on the front and Fyodor's number on the back. He softly smiled at the collar–he had been waiting for so long to put it on Dazai.

Fyodor lifted Dazai's head up and gently clasped the collar on. Fyodor bit his bottom lip. The mere sight was making Fyodor hard.

The alpha slipped off his clothes and got up on the bed. Fyodor stroked himself a couple of times so that he was fully hard. He slipped Dazai's drenched underwear down but left his skirt and shirt on. However, Fyodor pulled Dazai's shirt up so that his bare chest was on full display.

Fyodor graciously scooped up some of the cum that was slipping out and put it back in.

Then, Fyodor aligned himself with Dazai's hole. He pushed himself all the way in, groaning at the feeling. He loved how he fit in perfectly inside of Dazai.

Soft little whimpers left Dazai's lips–Fyodor subconsciously bit his bottom lip, causing himself to bleed. He couldn't help himself. Everything about Dazai was so darn cute.

Fyodor hit the deepest parts inside of Dazai. With how Dazai was now, his "true" emotions showed. Fyodor could clearly see how Dazai was thoroughly enjoying getting fucked despite being unconscious.

It didn't take much for Fyodor's knot to begin to swell again. His knot grew and grew, latching inside of Dazai's womb. The stretch hurt so much despite it being the fourth time that night that Dazai awoke with a moan.

"Ahh~!" Dazai screamed. Tears fell down his face. He was painstakingly overstimulated. "Alpha~ Alpha! Alpha~!"

"Hmm~ You're awake now," Fyodor groaned.

Fyodor came down from his high moments earlier. An unbestowed pride festered inside of him. Dazai's womb was filled to the brim with his semen and Dazai was tied so he couldn't squirm away. Dominating Dazai had never felt so good but that was probably because the omega had finally accepted his destiny.

"It-it hurts!" Dazai cried.

Fyodor wiped away Dazai's tears. Gently kissing Dazai's cute face. The small actions of sweetness had made the pain all the more bearable for Dazai. He was finally experiencing true love. Love that he had been waiting for so long.

"I'll make everything better, okay?" Fyodor muttered; Dazai nodded his head. "Put your faith in me. Allow me to love you and everything will turn out okay."

"P-promise?" Dazai meekly said.

"I promise."

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Author's Note:

thank you for reading!!

as always, thank you for all comments, saves, and votes! <3

- cecilia

ps. please check my twt (crimson_cecilia) if you would like to request a fic idea!!