Black Lies; Ivory Teeth | BSD [soukoku]

Chapter 3 (part 2)

He'd be lying if he said this wasn't hot.

He's naked, save for the bandages over his arms and upper chest, bent over the back of the couch, face pressed into the soft leather cushion as the large blonde alpha he's invited over tongues him open thoroughly. It feels good, but what makes it great is the fact that the redhead should be home any minute . The scent of slick and mediocre pheromones is heavy in the air, mixing with stale cigarette smoke. It's not that Koji's pheromones smell bad , they certainly aren't unpleasant, it's just that he doesn't seem to respond to anyone's but Chuuya's now. His are so much more rich, so much tastier to lap up. He can smell a bit of them hanging in the background, and it helps.

"Hurry up~" Dazai whines.

"Just can't wait to take me?" Koji replies, breath hot against the sensitive skin between Dazai's legs. "You're such a slut, I barely have to open you up at all."

Koji gives one final lick up Dazai's inner thigh to catch some of the slick that's run down, causing the omega to shudder when his scent gland is grazed over, before bringing himself up to his full height. Dazai cranes his head back to look at the alpha when he hears the telltale sounds of a belt being undone. Koji hasn't bothered taking off his clothes, still in a white athletic shirt and black cargo pants that he's currently unbuttoning. This alpha is fucking huge, hence why Dazai is draped over the back of the couch. Dazai's never asked what his exact height is, but the alpha has to be at least half a foot taller than he is with a more muscular build. He had to duck through the door frame when he entered the house.

"Can you just shut the hell up and fuck me already?"

"Jesus, you have a mouth on you," the alpha grumbles, raking a hand back through the curls of his undercut.

He obliges nonetheless, grabbing at Dazai's hips to position him correctly. He feels the head of the alpha's cock begin pressing into him, stretching him open. God, he wishes it was Chuuya behind him. He can tell it's not from the sensation alone. Chuuya would be stretching him so much wider right now, filling him so much more completely. He's always been able to make Dazai come so easily.

"Ah~ Koji~" He whines haphazardly.

The only reason he's invested in this at all is because of what will come next.

His cock brushes past his prostate, but it's just not the same. It's not enough .

"How the hell are you still so tight?" Koji groans as he sinks into him fully, the fabric of his pants pressing into Dazai's skin.

He begins to build a steady pace and Dazai mewls, pushing back into each thrust, trying desperately to satisfy a craving that he knows won't be sated by this alpha.

"Fuck, you feel so good, baby."

There are already a set of bruises in the shape of large hands on Dazai's hips from yesterday, and with how tightly Koji is gripping him, they will only be deepening in color after this. Dazai is finding this rather boring, but he continues to put on a show regardless.

"P-please~ Ah!"

"Tell me what you need. I want to hear you say it ."

Dazai opens his mouth to respond, but something else catches his attention.

The faint clicking of a key being jiggled in a lock.

He looks over to see the handle turning and the simple four-panel door open to reveal the redhead in his usual work uniform. The outline of his hard cock down the side of one of his legs is only noticeable if you know where to look. Chuuya's blue eyes immediately catch the movement across the room and he locks eyes with Dazai, causing a wave of heat to pass through the omega's body.