Nothing Is Impossible || Soukoku

39|| Unspoken Desires Unleashed (NSFW)

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Welcome to the fourth update of today ^-^!

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Warning!

This chapter contains smut! If you don't like it, please don't read it! I won't tolerate any hate comments or insults!

Anyway, enjoy ^-^.

Chapter song: Latch by Sam Smith. You can listen the song if you want to! 

Additional note: I love bottom Dazai~! 

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Chuuya watched Atsushi walk away until he disappeared around the corner. The apartment felt emptier than before, the silence more pronounced. He sighed, shutting the door softly and leaning against it for a moment. He needed to pull himself together. He couldn't spend the entire day dwelling on the past and what-ifs.

As he moved towards the kitchen to make himself a cup of coffee, his thoughts drifted back to Dazai. He wondered what it would be like if things were different, if he could express his feelings openly without the fear of tearing apart the fragile fabric of their family. Just as he started the coffee maker, his phone buzzing on the counter. He glanced at the screen, his heart skipping a beat when he saw Dazai's name.

'Hey, Chuuya. Mind if I come over? I want to talk.'

Chuuya's fingers trembled slightly as he typed out a quick response. 'Sure, come over. I will be here.'

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Within minutes, another knock echoed through the apartment. This time, Chuuya didn't hesitate. He opened the door to find Dazai standing there, a hint of uncertainty in his usually confident eyes.

"Hey, Dazai," Chuuya greeted, stepping aside to let him in. "Come on in."

Dazai nodded, walking into the living room and taking a seat on the couch. Chuuya followed, sitting down next to him. They sat in silence for a few moments, the air thick with unspoken words.

"I'm sorry for coming by unannounced," Dazai began, his voice uncharacteristically hesitant. "I just... I needed to see you."

Chuuya's heart ached at the vulnerability in Dazai's tone. "It's okay. I'm glad you are here."

Dazai looked at him, his eyes searching Chuuya's face for something. "I heard what happened with Akutagawa," he said softly. "Are you okay?"

Chuuya shrugged, trying to keep his voice steady. "I will be fine. It's just been a rough few days."

Dazai reached out, placing a hand on Chuuya's knee. "I wish I could make it better for you," he said, his touch sending a shiver down Chuuya's spine.

Chuuya's breath hitched at Dazai's touch, the desire he had suppressed for so long threatening to bubble to the surface. He swallowed hard, trying to regain control. "I appreciate that," he managed to say, his voice rough.

Dazai shifted closer, their legs brushing against each other. The proximity sent a jolt of electricity through Chuuya, and he could feel his arousal growing. He licked his lips, his gaze falling on Dazai's. The uncertainty in Dazai's eyes mirrored his own.

A moment of hesitation passed them before Dazai leaned in and pressed his lips against Chuuya's. Chuuya responded eagerly, wrapping his arms around Dazai's neck and deepening the kiss. Their tongues intertwined, exploring and tasting, as their hands roamed over each other's bodies.

Chuuya could feel Dazai's growing arousal pressed against his thigh. He broke the kiss, nipping at Dazai's lower lip before whispering. "Take off your clothes, Dazai."

Dazai's breathing hitched at Chuuya's command, but he didn't hesitate. He stood up and began to strip out of his clothes, revealing his toned and lean body. Chuuya's eyes followed the movement, hunger and lust evident in his gaze. Once Dazai was naked, he returned to Chuuya, straddling his lap.

Chuuya wasted no time, tugging at his own clothes, desperate to feel Dazai's skin against his. They were soon both naked, their hardened lengths pressed together. Chuuya pulled Dazai down for another searing kiss, their groins grinding against each other.

Chuuya's hands roamed over Dazai's body, gripping his hips. He lifted Dazai slightly, positioning him over his hardness. Dazai sank down, taking Chuuya into his warm, tight heat. They both groaned, the sensation overwhelming. Chuuya's hands gripped Dazai's hips, guiding his movements as he began to thrust up into Dazai.

Dazai arched his back, a low moan slipping from his parted lips. His hips began to move in tandem with Chuuya's, the rhythm quickening as their lust grew. They kissed passionately, their tongues dancing in a frenzy, as Chuuya continued to thrust into Dazai.

Dazai's head fell back, a soft whimper escaping his lips as Chuuya hit a particularly sensitive spot. Sweat glistened on their skin, mingling their scents, as the room filled with the sounds of their lovemaking.

Chuuya's grip on Dazai's hips tightened, his thrusts becoming more forceful. Dazai's moans grew louder, his body quivering as he approached the edge. Chuuya felt it too, the pressure building, the need to release increasing more and more with each passing second. With a final, powerful thrust, he gave in, his body shuddering as he came.

Dazai followed suit, his body trembling as he reached his own climax. They remained intertwined, their ragged breathing the only sound in the room. As the intensity of their climax faded, Chuuya gently eased Dazai off of him, his cock slipping out of Dazai with a wet sound, making Dazai moan. He pulled Dazai down onto his lap, wrapping his arms around him, his heart pounding in his chest.

Dazai leaned against Chuuya's shoulder, his breathing still heavy. He looked up at Chuuya, his expression a mix of pleasure and relief. "I have wanted this for so long," he whispered, before pressing a tender kiss to Chuuya's neck.

Chuuya's heart swelled at Dazai's confession. "Me too," he admitted, his voice thick with emotion. "But now, we need to talk about what this means for us."

Dazai nodded, pulling away slightly. "I know, but for now, let's just enjoy this moment." He leaned in and captured Chuuya's lips in a soft, lingering kiss.

They continued to hold each other, basked in the afterglow, their bodies sticky with sweat and desire. Chuuya's mind raced with thoughts of what future might hold for them when their mothers learned about their love.

But for now, they were lost in each other's embrace, the weight of their past and the uncertainty of the future momentarily forgotten. Dazai's hand trailed Chuuya's chest, lingering over his heart. A small, content smile played on Chuuya's lips as he met Dazai's gaze.

"I think this is the start of something new," he whispered, the hope and desire for change evident in his voice.

Dazai nodded, his own smile reflecting Chuuya's. "Let's make it a good one, Chuuya."

Chuuya brushed a stray lock of hair from Dazai's forehead, their lips meeting once more in a soft, tender kiss. The tension between them, the unspoken desires that had been brewing just beneath the surface for years, finally released.     

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I will update the final chapter in a bit. 

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