Bungou Stray Dogs

Osamu Dazai [Port Mafia] x Reader x Chuuya Nakahara [Lemon] & [One-Shot]

I was going to make this lemon a lot dirtier but I got too disgusted with myself ;-; Oh, and I think I'm going to take a little break from lemons. By the way, this is pretty dirty. . . And it's a lot longer than my other One-Shots.
Enjoy~

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   The open pub smelled heavily of lingering alcohol as the night went on. The building gradually crescendoed into a bubbly lively place to be as most of the members of the Port Mafia began to loose their sober selves. You yourself had lost your sober virginity after about three, four shots of fireball whiskey that everyone pressured you to drink.

   After the livelihood had deceased slightly, with some members exiting the building, you gaze around the room to see who was still sober enough to stand. As you droop your drunken gaze around the room, your eyes lock on Dazai and Chuuya. Chuuya, surprisingly still standing, was arguing with Dazai about a topic that you could not hear from your distance.

   You shrug to yourself and decide to stroll your way over to the two young drunken men.

   "I told you idiot, I'm not drunk!" Chuuya screamed as you stopped in front of him, standing at Dazai's side. You grin and slightly snicker at your  superior. Chuuya then latches his drunken gaze to you, his face flushed red with the kiss of alcohol. Dazai then chuckles softly through his lips and gazes over to you.

   "Wouldn't you agree with me that Chuuya is less on the sober side, [Y/N]?" Dazai's gaze pierces you with his lifeless cold eyes, yet he bares an ecstatic grin. You plaster a fraudulent smile and slightly nod your head. "Seems so." You answer back gaily. Chuuya glares at you coldly then leans back sighing, locking his gaze over to Dazai.

   Both of them give a slight nod to one another and Dazai then leans over to you, your faces inches away. "[Y/N], would you like to come with us?" He questions in a seductive alluring tone. You grin and lean closer to his face to answer his concerning question. "Alright." You speak in a low roguish tone, awaiting for Dazai and Chuuya to lead the way.

   As both of them lead you to a private room, Dazai slams the door shut behind the three of you. Dazai then shoves you harshly onto Chuuya. The young ginger haired male then latches his lips to yours, forcing dominance into your mouth.

   As the smoldering kiss heats, Dazai begins to slowly remove your clothing, revealing your silky smooth skin.

   Chuuya then unlatches from the kiss as Dazai finishes undressing you, leaving your body bare. Dazai then shoves your body onto his, leaving hot wet kisses down your neck as Chuuya undresses himself.

   "B-But wh-why me?" You whisper through hot breaths and wrap your slender arms around Dazai's still fully clothed body. He then sinks his teeth into your collarbone flesh, forcing blood to trickle from the wound. You let out a cry as he does so and wince in agony. "Because your the only one that would do such a thing with us." Dazai whispers wispily into your ear to then begin licking up the blood left from his mark.

   You then travel your hands to his feathery brown hair, threading your fingers through it. "Are you calling me what I think you are?" You question in his ear with a low tone. Dazai giggled through his lips to then dig his teeth into your tender flesh once more before handing you off to Chuuya, so he could undress himself as well.

   Chuuya grinned roguishly to then shove you to your hands and knees, facing his extended member. "Go on." Chuuya's voice was hard and stern with force. You gaze at his large hardened member before putting your lips to its head softly.

   He then grabbed the back of your head, intwining his fingers in your hair, to force you to choke on his large member. You gag and hastily tug your head back to catch your breath. Before you could he violently shoves your head back onto his member.

   Dazai then quickly takes the back of your head, dragging you away from Chuuya. You collapse onto the ground breathing heavily, catching your breath.

     "The hell was that for?"

   Chuuya yells to Dazai with his drunken slurs. "Give the poor girl a break, this is probably her second time." Dazai spoke to him in a low tone, keeping his voice in a silenced hush. "Who gives a damn!" Chuuya shouts, his voice laced with his alcohol intake.

   "I do, so if you're not going to respect [Y/N] then leave." Dazai snapped back, his tone icy as he spoke. Chuuya gave Dazai a disgusted look to then gaze down at you with an almost sympathetic look in his crystal blue eyes. He shook his head to then begin clothing himself.

   Dazai ignored his presents and lifted you from the ground, wrapping his fingers onto your thighs.

     "So, you did that on purpose?"

   You questioned in a shallow whisper. Dazai chuckled, his lips against your chest, his actions answering your question.

   You then look over Dazai's broad shoulder to gaze at Chuuya, hastily putting the rest of his clothes on.

   The blue eyed male then gazes over to you, his eyes drop as he shakes his head slowly. He then gazes back up to you, waiting for your response. You stare at him with sorrow filled eyes, his eyes respond back with a remorseful gaze. He then mouths out the words 'Sorry', before continuing to clothe himself.

     "Hurry up and leave Chuuya." Dazai snaps back callously. Chuuya's face turns sour as he finishes getting dressed.

   "I am, give me a minute." He yelled before leaving the room by slamming the door shut on his way out.

   You then proceed to nuzzle your head on Dazai's soft chest before he sets your body on the bed. He then forces your legs open, gripping tenaciously at your thighs. "A-Aren't you g-going to-" You stutter to then hold your sentence as Dazai positions himself in front of you grinning roguishly.

   He then enters you with no warning, moving before he fully enters into you. You scream in agony from the pain as he continues to move. "St-Stop." You plead, tempting to squirm away from him.

   His grin grows as he then tightens his grip on your thighs, dragging your body closer to his. "You'll get used to it soon." Dazai whispers softly, continuing to move in and out of you at a fast pace.

   You wrap your fingers onto the sheets next to you, clasping them tenaciously.

   You then arch your back as you get used to his size and pace, releasing a small, quiet moan. He then begins to go deeper into you, speeding his pace, forcing more moans from your lips.

   You loosen your grip on the sheets to then reach your hands out to Dazai. He then grabs your hands, forcing them above your head to melt his hot chest against yours.

   He then speeds up more to let the sound of bare, pounding skin echo through the room.

   As your moans grow his grunts and pace become faster. You then begin to move your hips slightly with his, feeling your walls begin to tighten. "D-Dazai-" You whisper before climaxing at the same time Dazai does, both of you releasing your warm liquids.

   He then collapses next to you, his chest hastily raising and lowering.

   "Tha-Thanks for the good time [Y/N]." Dazai whispers through his heavy breaths.