𓆰♛Sonnet of Royalty✉︎

Desire Leads To Wild Places

Warnings: fyolai being very very homosexual, Sigzai getting gay
"Bernadette, du öffnest meine Welt 
Ich fei're jeden Tag, meine Weichen sind gestellt 

Das Leben, der Tod, führen uns Menschen hin zu Liebe und Not 

Doch du kannst leise schrei'n 
Und jetzt lass mich rein, durch die Tür zu Bernadette"

                                                                                       -Bernadette (radio edit deutsch), IAMX

Dazai tried his best to keep himself together, but god was it getting hard. The mere thought of touching Sigma, of having Sigma in this way was making Dazai's heart thump wildly in his chest. "God.. dammit..." Dazai muttered under his breath, his breathing becoming slightly heavier. His fingers continued to clutch at the blanket, now holding it in a near death grip. His mind was screaming at him to just grab Sigma and hold him close, to take him and make him his. Dazai tried to ignore these thoughts, he really did. But damn was his willpower becoming thin. "Earth to the king.." Sigma murmured, seeming slightly worried.  Dazai was jolted out of his thoughts, and his eyes flicked to Sigma. He had momentarily forgotten that the other man was even there, so caught up in his thoughts of touching Sigma. "..Yeah?.." He said, his voice strained as he looked at the poet. Despite his best efforts, he found that his eyes were drawn back to Sigma's lips, staring at them for a moment before looking away. Dazai was feeling incredibly overwhelmed, trying his best to keep the images out of his mind. God, if Sigma only knew what he was thinking about.. Dazai felt his fingers twitch, longing to reach out and touch Sigma. He wanted to grab his waist and hold him against his body, or even better, grab him and pin him down. His body was practically aching  to hold Sigma, desperately wanting to feel the other man against him. Dazai shifted slightly next to Sigma, moving his entire body even closer. His shoulder was now pressed against Sigma's, and he could practically feel the heat coming from the poet. He wanted to pin him down, to touch and hold him. Dazai's mind began to fill with fantasies again, each one more lewd than the last. 

He found himself thinking of Sigma laying under him, of feeling the other man's skin against his own. Dazai's mind filled with thoughts of feeling Sigma's body press against his, of hearing the other man gasp and moan as he touched him. Dazai let out a shaky breath as these thoughts filled his mind. He wanted to touch Sigma, to feel his body, to run his fingers over his skin, to hear him gasp and moan and pant.. These thoughts continued to flood Dazai's mind, and he began to feel incredibly hot. His body was aching to touch Sigma. He needed to feel him, to have him. His fingers twitched involuntarily, as they longed to grab Sigma and pull him close. It was becoming incredibly difficult to resist the urge to just grab him and take him someplace secluded and... Dazai swallowed thickly, and he shifted again next to Sigma. His body was practically burning now, aching to be close to the other man. "Dazai, you keep spacing out." The poet noted, observing the king. Dazai snapped out of his thoughts again, and he quickly looked at Sigma. The poet was looking at him with a curious expression, clearly noticing how out of it Dazai was. "..I'm fine." The king said curtly, shifting nervously in place. He desperately hoped that Sigma didn't know what he was thinking, didn't know the things he was imagining. He tried in vain to shove the thoughts away, but they were insistent. He could still vividly imagine how it would feel to have Sigma under him, his body pressed against his as Dazai touched him and kissed his neck..
"..God damn it.." Dazai growled out, his voice low and strained yet still catching Sigma's attention. Sigma looked at Dazai in surprise, having never heard the king's voice carry that tone before. "Dazai..? Are you sure you're alright?" Sigma asked, concern lacing his voice. Dazai let out a shuddering breath, his body tense as he sat next to Sigma. Those damn thoughts were still in his mind, all of them focused on the other man sitting next to him. "I'm fine, I just..." Dazai's voice trailed off, his mind still imagining what he could be doing to Sigma right now. God, he wanted to grab him and pin him to the grass and-"Oh Siggy!!~" A voice exclaimed. It didnt take long for Sigma to recognize the male. "What do you want, Nikolai." The poet grumbled, clearly displeased with the presence of him. Dazai remembered rather quickly who Nikolai was. Nikolai was an acrobat at the circus, very talented as people said.  Dazai looked over to where Nikolai was standing, his eyes narrowing in annoyance at the sight of him. Nikolai was giving them both a sly smirk, clearly up to no good. "Aww, that's no way to greet a friend, Siggy!" Nikolai said, sticking his tongue out playfully at Sigma. Nikolai continued walking towards the pair, his eyes flicking to Dazai for a moment before looking back at Sigma. "Am I interrupting something..?" He asked, feigning innocence as he smirked at them. Dazai rolled his eyes, already annoyed at Nikolai's presence. "And if you are?" He snapped, his irritation clear in his voice. Nikolai simply chuckled at Dazai's response, looking amused. He then turned his attention to Sigma, eyeing the poet up and down.