Sick Thoughts

A Bit Of Teasing Never Hurt Anyone

Sick Thoughts

A Dazai Osamu x Reader

By eccentricsketches

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The curtains were a cream color. They danced along the window sill as sunlight showed through. Trees could be heard swaying outside. Y/N walked in their bedroom with a huff. They had a long day at the Armed Detective Agency. All they wanted to do was hop into bed and give in to a deep sleep. They slammed their bedroom door and flopped onto the bed. A loud voice could be heard.

"Hey! Don't slam the door on your boyfriend." It was Dazai. Y/N forgot they invited him over.

Dazai opened the door, Y/N turned with their head plopped on their pillow. "What?"

"Weren't you going to do something?" Dazai asked with a frown.

"I'm tired, fuck off." Y/N answered, closing their eyes. Dazai groaned.

"Do I have to spell it out for you?" He said. Y/N opened their eyes and thought for a minute.

"What was I supposed to do?" Y/N looked at their boyfriend with a confused and tired face.

"Me! I've seen trash cans fuck me over harder than what you're doing to me!" Dazai complained.

"I'm sleepy so you better start begging if you really want me." Y/N responded, closing their eyes.

"You first." Dazai smirked. Y/N opened their eyes and flipped Dazai off. "Hey!"

"If you were a real sadist you'd hit me properly~" Dazai leaned in teasing his lover.

Y/N sat up and punched him. "Ouchie! That hurt, master~"
Dazai squealed when Y/N pinned him to the wall.

"You know a brat like you deserves worse than a simple punch to the face." Y/N whispered.

"Mmph~" Dazai moaned softly. Y/N could tell this was making him harder. They smirked.

"A suicidal maniac like you would like that though, wouldn't you?" Y/N leaned in grazing above his lips. They stared into his eyes, slowly touching his abdomen and moving down to his crotch.

Dazai's breath hitched as he stared back. "What's it to you?" He answered with a cheeky grin.

"You better start being a good boy for me, Dazai." Y/N said, running their hand lower and lower.

"Why should I?" Dazai raised an eyebrow at them with a cocky look. "What's in it for me?"

"I've got a wheelchair with your name on it." Y/N mumbled in his ear. His ears turned red.

"Oh that sounds so hot, love." Dazai bit his lip. Y/N stared into his bedroom eyes with a smirk.

They pulled him into a deep passionate kiss. Dazai gave in easily, opening his mouth letting his partner explore it. Y/N began stroking his cock making Dazai moan into the kiss. Y/N leered.

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