oneshots // bsd

dazai // ＮＳＦＷ

notes: petnames, sweet talk, idk i got bored

a gentle whimper left your lips, muffled into the pillow as soft, wet sounds filled the empty room. he was late. after a fortnight long business trip to tokyo, dazai was almost an entire day late home. you were worried of course, but after a call from your lover explaining that he had taken a small detour for some vague and nonsensical reason, your worry turned to frustration, which certainly didn't help with your rising libido. your handsome partner was so close yet so far, and you were too impatient to wait, so you tried to relieve yourself.

you imagined it was dazai's slender fingers playing with your folds and meticulously stretching you open, though it hardly felt as good as his skilled digits and left you craving more. with a soft moan, you pulled your fingers out of your dripping hole, reaching for the bedside drawer. you pulled out a vibrator, inspecting it hungrily. your eyes fluttered shut as you tentatively licked the toy, imagining it to be your lover's shaft. you moaned softly, rolling your tongue around it, taking it deeper into your mouth.

you pulled the toy out, slick with spit, a small string of saliva hanging from it and your mouth. "what are you doing?" dazai's voice suddenly asked, pulling you out of your thoughts. you sat up, startled.

"d-dazai, what—when did you get here?" you spluttered, sitting up.

"aw, i liked that position." your previous position was you lying on your stomach with your face buried into the pillow, ass up. you blushed profusely, embarrassment taking hold of you as you covered your breasts with your hands. with a soft chuckle, dazai moved towards you. "aw, how cute, princess," he purred softly, leaning in to kiss your lips affectionately, "was my cute little princess thinking about me?" you nodded shyly.

"i missed you and you were late." you were trying to keep your composure, feigning anger, but you were hyper aware of dazai's musky scent and it made you feel hotter and hotter. he was aware that you were crumbling though. he leaned forward, hooking his thumb under your chin and tilting your head up. "d-dazai," you mewled, moving to sit on your knees, your palms pressed into your thighs.

"yes, angel?" his voice was a low, seductive purr. your eyes fluttered shut as you leaned into the touch. your back bowed as you whined softly.

"p-please touch me," you whispered.

"what a needy baby." you whined at his teasing tone, running his thumb over your slicked lips. "my cute, needy, baby." he pulled you onto his lap as he practically purred into your neck, peppering kisses onto your neck. you gasped, pressing up against him; the possessiveness almost made you melt. his hands rubbed circles in the small of your back. you mewled as dazai continued to pepper your body with kisses. "what's the matter, angel?" you held onto his shoulders, burying your heated face in his fluffy hair.

"i—" you gasped, feeling his fingers faintly trail over your slit.

"my baby's so wet," he chuckled softly, prodding his fingers against your lips. you licked his index and middle finger, sucking on them and coating them with your saliva, grinding down on his hard erection. he groaned and the scratchy material of his trousers turned you on even more. you whimpered, though it was muffled by his fingers. the heat in your core was unbearable at this point.

"please-ah-i need you," you mewled desperately as he pulled out his fingers.

"i know, princess," he hissed, dipping his fingers into you, stretching your hole out.

"d-dazai, ahn-please!" he kissed your sensitive nips, biting you gently. you arched into his mouth, gripping into his hair desperately. you moaned as he pulled his fingers out. "d-dazai-" he quickly pulled you into a needy kiss, pushing you onto the mattress. you unzipped his trousers and unbuckled his trousers.

"getting impatient, angel?" he purred with a small laugh.

"i've waited for two weeks," you reminded with a small pout.

he snickered softly. "fair enough." he bent down to kiss you again, pressing his lips against your hot cheek chastely. you gasped, feeling him push into you. you both moaned, "f-fuck, princess, youre so fucking tight-" he hissed against your ear. you mewled dazai's name, arching up against him. he began roughly pounding into you, groaning.

"d-dazai," you sobbed, clutching the material of his shirt. you whined and began grinding against him, pushing against him.

"you're doing so well, angel," he whispered assuringly, stroking your cheek affectionately.

you gasped and whined, pulling him closer to you. "d-dazai i-i'm-" you tried to warn him that you were close, but you were cut of by a sudden scream, crashing into your orgasm. dazai kissed you, purring sweet nothings to you. "ngh-dazai," you moaned, feeling him thrust harder into you, forcing you into another orgasm as he came in you. dazai groaned against your lips before slowly pulling out, grabbing a wet cloth from the bathroom and cleaning you off.

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