𝓦𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼-𝓢𝓶𝓾𝓽
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In the dim light of Dazai's apartment, a thick tension filled the air, crackling with an unspoken desire that had been building for weeks. Chuuya leaned against the doorframe, his eyes fixed on Dazai, who was sprawled on the couch, pretending to read a book.
"Oi, Dazai," Chuuya's voice was low, husky with a mix of irritation and something more primal. "You can't keep dodging me."
Dazai's eyes flicked up, a smirk curling his lips. "Oh? And what makes you think I'm dodging you, Chuuya?"
Chuuya pushed off the doorframe, stalking towards Dazai with the predatory grace of a lion. He stopped just short of the couch, towering over the lounging man. "Because I know you, Dazai. And I know what you've been avoiding."
Dazai's smirk widened, but there was a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. "Is that so? Enlighten me, Chuuya."
Without another word, Chuuya grabbed Dazai by the collar, hauling him to his feet. Dazai's book fell forgotten to the floor as he was pushed against the wall, Chuuya's body pressing firmly against his. The redhead's breath was hot against Dazai's ear as he whispered, "You've been teasing me. Driving me insane with your games. But tonight, we're ending this."
Dazai's breath hitched, a shiver running down his spine. "Chuuya, always so forceful," he murmured, though there was no real protest in his voice.
Chuuya's lips crashed against Dazai's in a searing kiss, all teeth and tongue, a clash of dominance that left them both breathless. Dazai's hands tangled in Chuuya's hair, pulling him closer as if he couldn't get enough. When they finally broke apart, Chuuya's eyes were dark with lust.
"Bedroom. Now," Chuuya growled, his grip on Dazai's collar unyielding as he dragged him towards the bedroom.
Dazai stumbled after him, heart pounding with a mixture of excitement and apprehension. Once inside the room, Chuuya shoved Dazai onto the bed, following him down in one fluid motion. He pinned Dazai's wrists above his head, their bodies pressed flush against each other.
"You think you can tease me and get away with it?" Chuuya's voice was a low rumble. "Not tonight, Dazai."
Dazai's smirk returned, but there was a heat in his eyes that betrayed his true feelings. "Maybe I want to see what you'll do, Chuuya."
With a growl, Chuuya captured Dazai's lips again, his hands roaming over Dazai's body, pulling at his clothes until they were both bare. The feel of skin against skin was electrifying, and Dazai arched into Chuuya's touch, a soft moan escaping his lips.
Chuuya's hands were everywhere, mapping out every inch of Dazai's body, leaving trails of fire in their wake. When he finally reached Dazai's cock, he wrapped his fingers around it, stroking with a firm, practiced touch that had Dazai gasping.
"Chuuya..." Dazai's voice was a breathy whisper, his hips bucking into Chuuya's hand.
"Shut up and let me take care of you," Chuuya commanded, his lips descending to kiss and nip at Dazai's neck, leaving marks that would be visible for days.
Dazai's hands gripped the sheets, his body trembling with need. He could feel the heat pooling in his abdomen, the coil of pleasure tightening with every touch, every kiss. When Chuuya finally moved lower, taking Dazai's cock into his mouth, Dazai's head fell back with a cry of pleasure.
Chuuya's mouth was hot and wet, his tongue swirling around the tip before taking him deep, sucking with a relentless intensity that had Dazai seeing stars. He bobbed his head, hollowing his cheeks as he worked Dazai with expert precision.
It wasn't long before Dazai was writhing on the bed, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. "Chuuya... I'm close..."
Chuuya pulled back, his lips glistening with spit as he looked up at Dazai with a predatory grin. "Not yet. I want you to beg for it."
Dazai's eyes fluttered open, filled with a desperate need. "Please, Chuuya. I need you."
Chuuya's grin widened, satisfaction gleaming in his eyes. "Good boy," he murmured, reaching for the bedside drawer to grab a bottle of lube. He slicked his fingers, pressing one gently into Dazai's entrance, eliciting a sharp gasp from the brunet.
He worked Dazai open slowly, adding a second finger, then a third, until Dazai was moaning and writhing beneath him, his body begging for more. When he finally positioned himself at Dazai's entrance, he paused, looking down at the man beneath him.
"Are you ready?" Chuuya's voice was husky with restraint.
Dazai's eyes were dark with lust, his lips parted as he nodded. "Yes, Chuuya. Please."
With a deep, shuddering breath, Chuuya pushed into Dazai, filling him inch by agonizing inch. The tight heat around him was almost too much, and he had to grit his teeth to keep from losing control. When he was fully seated, he paused, giving Dazai time to adjust.
Dazai's eyes fluttered shut, his breath coming in quick, shallow gasps. "Move, Chuuya," he whispered, his voice a desperate plea.
Chuuya didn't need to be told twice. He pulled back, then thrust in again, setting a slow, steady pace that had them both moaning. The feel of Dazai's tight heat around him, the sounds of their bodies moving together, was intoxicating.
"God, Dazai," Chuuya groaned, his hands gripping Dazai's hips as he increased the pace, thrusting harder, faster. "You're so perfect."
Dazai's hands found purchase on Chuuya's back, nails digging into his skin as he met each thrust with equal fervor. "Chuuya... I can't... I'm going to..."
"Come for me, Dazai," Chuuya growled, his own release teetering on the edge.
With a strangled cry, Dazai came, his body clenching around Chuuya as he spilled over their stomachs. The sight, the feel, the sound of Dazai's orgasm pushed Chuuya over the edge, and he followed with a deep, guttural moan, filling Dazai with his release.
They collapsed together, a tangle of limbs and heavy breaths, both spent and sated. Chuuya pressed a soft kiss to Dazai's temple, a rare moment of tenderness between them.
"Don't think this means I've forgiven you," Chuuya murmured, though there was no real bite in his words.
Dazai chuckled, a tired but content sound. "I wouldn't dream of it, Chuuya.
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