Sigma felt like he was going to melt.
Nothing but the sounds of his own strung-out pleasure, accompanied by whispers of pure adoration from the man above him filled the room. His eyes were screwed shut in embarrassment, arms covering the view of his face. He felt completely wrecked as Dazai slowly worked his fingers inside of him, hitting spots that made his head spin.
"Sigma..." That voice, smooth as honey, rang out above him again. Sigma made a noise of acknowledgment in the back of his throat, his face burning hotter. "I want to see you. Can you uncover your face for me, doll? Please?"
The long-haired man could practically hear the affection dripping from Dazai's voice. Sigma froze in consideration for a moment, before timidly uncovering his face.
He was met with auburn eyes looking right into his gray ones. Dazai didn't look much more put together than he did. His face flushed, pupils blown wide, and bangs sticking to his forehead. He was still left in a t-shirt and boxers (and, of course, bandages.), while Sigma's clothes were crumpled somewhere in the other's messy dorm.
Dazai grinned upon seeing his boyfriend's face, dipping his head lower. He pressed kisses along the other's jaw, occasionally nipping at the skin there. He slipped another finger into the other, now working him open with three.
Dazai's kisses trailed lower, across the scars adorning the man's chest. Sigma was letting out broken moans, his fingers now getting lost in the other's unkempt hair.
Sigma, who was pretty out of it, had failed to notice just how low his lover had traveled till he felt lips against the inside of his spread thighs. He immediately snapped his gaze downward, seeing Dazai looking up at him, smirking against his skin.
"Dazai, what-" Sigma struggled to question the man through labored breaths, his face burning impossibly hot. He was sure that he was completely red in the face.
As Dazai went even lower, Sigma choked on a breath. The brunette, now completely between his thighs, looked up at him, "Is this okay, love?"
Oh god, Sigma thought.
He threw his head back against the pillows in embarrassment, struggling to let out a strangled, "Y-yeah."
He gasped sharply as he felt a warm tongue against his entrance, alongside the other man's fingers. His hips jolted at the extra sensation. The bandaged man's tongue slid higher, against the sensitive nub located there and the other gripped his hair in surprise, alongside a high-pitched moan. Dazai groaned against him at the feeling as he kept working his tongue over the spot that was making Sigma come undone.
Sigma was breathing harshly, moans echoing through the room, he was sure that whoever was on the other side of the wall could hear him but any embarrassment was long forgotten now. One of the long-haired man's hands went to fist into the sheets, while the other kept a grip on Dazai's hair.
He felt himself getting close, any moans being reduced to desperate whimpers as Dazai's unoccupied hand went to rub comforting circles on Sigma's thigh. The long-haired man squeezed his eyes shut, once again, his hips stuttering up into Dazai's mouth.
"Oh god- I'm close, I'm-!" Sigma's attempt at warning the other came out rather pathetic, eliciting a chuckle against him. Dazai's slender fingers began picking up the pace, as he wrapped his lips around the nub he had been working at and sucked harshly.
And Sigma was done for.
The tightening in his stomach came undone, and so did he. He let out a rather loud moan, which was some kind of strangled version of Dazai's name. He came around Dazai's fingers, back arching and thighs shaking. The brunette pulled his mouth away to observe his work, but kept his fingers going to work the other through his orgasm.
Once sharp moans turned into heaving breaths, Dazai gently pulled his fingers out. Sigma winced a bit.
The bandaged man wiped his fingers somewhere on the sheets, Sigma would've complained if he had the energy. Dazai came up to his face, pressing a kiss on his temple, "You did so good." The white and lilac-haired man tilted his head away, blush returning at the praise.
"We need to get you cleaned up, doll." Dazai spoke, tucking the other's hair behind his ear. Sigma hummed in response, "Mmm, let's just stay like this for a bit." The brunette smiled softly at that, resting his head on the other's chest.
"Yeah, alright." He said, wrapping his arms around the other.
