BSD X Reader Book

Blue Jeans - (Mafia!Osamu Dazai X Reader){Lemon}

Hello, everyone! This is going to be my BSD one shot book. I will be posting a few oneshots before I will make a request page, just to get the juices flowing. It's summer and most of us are either working or just laying in bed. And me, being a senior now, I feel like I should be proactive and give my own sort of writing to the public(meaning I'm bored and have nothing better to do). So! I will explain everything, including the rules, on the request page. By the way this is the fourth lemon I've written but the first one I've actually posted so some feedback would be nice.

(I don't own Bungou Strays Dogs or any of it's characters. They all belong to Kafka Asagiri. This is purely for entertainment purposes.) Thank you! Enjoy! 😊

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Why was he in this situation again? Oh right, he was an executive, he had no choice but to do the paperwork. As much as he despised the piles of notes and files on his desk, he'd prefer to keep himself free of a lecture. Or worse, more work. Dazai groaned before laying his head on the papers sprawled out on his wooden accessory. He just got done getting rid of a bunch of thieves in one of their warehouses, the bastards thought they could get away with taking their artillery. Dazai, being the kind man he is, decided to give them a little present. A smirk spread across his lips when they all dug into the feast he graced them with. Only a few ate from the dessert table, which had left them foaming at the mouth. The rest were cut down swiftly with teargas, a grenade, and some machine gun bullets.

If only he could do just those tasks rather than the full package, it would make his life so much easier. The sound of his office door opening caught his attention but he didn't need to look up to know who it was. Footsteps approached him as he heard the familiar feminine tone of his girlfriend.

"You've got more papers to fill out." (Y/n) said as she set the files on top of his desk. He groaned at the sight and muttered to himself. (Y/n) smiled sadly at the boy's distress; due to the amount of reports he's had to fill out, he hasn't been able to catch a break. Much less spend time with her. Walking around the furniture, she sat on the wooden surface and gently ran a hand through his wavy, brown hair. He hummed at the feeling of her nails scratching his scalp, reminding him how blessed he was to have such a caring girlfriend. Someone to help take care of him.

"Why don't you take a break? It'll only leave you more agitated if you continue."

"If I leave, the boss will lecture me again. Besides, I'm too tired to care." Dazai murmured before sitting up and leaning back in his rolling chair.

She couldn't help but frown, as quirky as the boss was he was also very demanding. Dazai was possibly the smartest--and youngest--executive in the Mafia and she was happy with what he was able to provide. But she couldn't push away the anger she had towards Dr. Mori for pressuring the brunette so much when he should be resting. (Y/n) clenched her jaw, running a hand through her (h/c) hair to calm herself. Dazai eyed her up; knowing for a fact the current situation was bothering her. She also happened to be wearing his favorite outfit today. The girl wore a long sleeved black shirt that hugged her torso and a black 'n white plaid skirt that reached her mid-thigh. Adorning her legs was some black stockings with some black platform ankle boots accessorized with a gold zipper. He also noticed she was wearing the locket he have her for her birthday. A small smile edged his mouth at the memory, it still made his heart beat a little faster than usual.

"Is there anything I can do?" (Y/n) asked, gazing at him with puppy eyes.

Sitting up, he smirked and folded his hands together, "Actually... there is something you can do..."

She perked up, wanting to do anything to help put his mind at ease. Dazai crossed his legs before smirking wider.

"Strip for me."