𝐩𝐞𝐩𝐬𝐢 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐚 [𝘣𝘴𝘥 𝘯𝘴𝘧𝘸]

𝖉𝖆𝖟𝖆𝖎 𝖔𝖘𝖆𝖒𝖚 1

{Part two is the main smutty bit this is just the bUiLd Up}

Dazai was a very mysterious man, but the greatest mystery about him that kept you awake at night was how fucking good he is with his hands. It amazed you, whether he was caressing your cheek or using his digits to aggressively rub your women-hood, it always felt so good, and it amazed you how on earth a mans mere fingers could make you feel that way. Not that the other parts of him weren't just as good mind, his tongue was heavenly, and you couldn't even begin to describe the pleasure he gave you from...Well that.

Your liking to these things about him was what kept you coming back for more. Of course he was attractive, anyone who says otherwise is either blind or lying. His personality? Yeah not so much. Dazai could be a cruel man, he didn't care if someone was weak or a women, if someone was innocent or guilty, he wouldn't skip a beat in taking down every good aspect of their life. You didn't think you were in love with the man, nor did you think he was in love with you, but the sexual tension surrounding you both during Mori's executive meetings were beginning to get to you both after your first rendezvous in the storage closet, and so it continued, the (not even friends) with benefits relationship you two had, getting eachother absolutely railed when you had had a bad day, or if someone had pissed him off in the office. That led you to now.

Your hand was trailing up and down his inner thigh, Mori speaking about some nonsence that neither you or the (extremely) turned on man next to you were listening to, his head full of indecent images of fucking you senseless once the meeting was over. You knew what you were doing, if you teased the boy just enough now he'd be frustrated when the meeting was over, and frustration sex might just be your favourite thing about him, Dazai stops caring about what you want when he gets like that, and in some twisted fucked up way that turned you on even more.

Wondering how far you could push him until he snapped, you trailed your hand even further up his thigh, rubbing circles around his erection with your palm, feeling his precum already seeping through his slacks, the man gulping besides you as he tried to pay no mind to you, failing miserabley as you slipped your hand down his pants, rubbing your thumb over the tip, causing him to jolt in his seat, his chair making a scraping sound across the wooden floor, eyes shooting towards him as you recoiled your hand. "Dazai, is there a problem?" Mori spoke out, his brow raising as dazai shifted back into a comfortable position on his chair. "No" he replied, supressing a moan as you started palming his dick again, Mori continuing to explain whatever it was he was explaining.

Dazai was becoming more and more inpatient by the second, other executives kept asking pointless questions, dragging it of for too long and it was making him furious. "Actually Mori, I think I need to go to the infirmary, I feel some what faint" Dazai choked out, clasping your hand as you pumped him under the table, you were purposefully going extremely slow, trying to make him worked up, and so far it was working.

"If you must, have L/N-san go with you to make sure you get there fine. I'll send Chuuya to give you the information later."

That was all Dazai needed to hear before quickly standing up and racing out the room, using his clipboard to hide his raging boner, making you smirk as you followed behind him closely. "Say Dazai, whats wrong?" you poked his back, making him loose his last straw, turning around and grabbing your wrists, face mere inches from yours as you shut the large door behind you. "What the fuck was that in there L/N?" he growled, pushing you up against the wall, his leg wedged between yours so you couldn't escape. "What do you mean? Was there a bug or something?" you spoke, fake innocence dripping off of your words.

"Shut up and sort it out" he demanded, shoving your head down as you unbuckled his belt, before standing up and smirking at him, you cocky expression visably irking him even more. "Nah, thanks for the offer though" You innocently smiled, walking down the corridor to your own office, leaving the angered man standing there dumbfounded.

If you had timed it right, he'd be coming through your office door in the next few seconds, absolutely raging from you disobeying him, and as much as you didn't want to admit it, when Dazai got mad and started getting rough with you, you couldn't help but start to get extremely turned on, and most of the time you didn't even bother to hide it.

"Y/n." His voice was laced with an emotion you couldn't even put your finger on, his eyes not leaving yours for a second as he clicked to lock on your door, making his way towards you before wrapping his hands around your neck, bringing your face towards his before shoving you away.

"You've been smoking again?" His voice shifted from anger to a slither of concern as his expression changed into somewhat of a sadness, "Just last night, I was at a bar-" You paused, thinking of the best way to word your sentence to piss off the man in front of you, "–With Chuuya, and we had one smoke is all" You shrugged it off, pretending it was no big deal as you watched every inch of concern instantly wipe off of his face, anger covering his true expression of sadness as he glared down at you.

"And why were you hanging out with..Him?" He spat, avoiding the short gingers name. "Why not? It's not like you'd want to go out drinking, Dazai" It was true, Dazai wouldn't want to be seen getting drunk with a girl, his reputation just wouldn't allow it and you both knew it. "Exactly...Now if you don't mind, I have to go meet someone" You had stood up to leave before you felt a bandaged hand softly grab your wrist, "Don't leave me alone..Not for him." The shaken tone of his voice broke your heart into a million pieces, "Since when do you care about me leaving, or hanging out with Chuuya" You awkwardly chuckled, not knowing how to respond to the sudden request the man had asked of you. "I've always cared, Y/n. It's all I ever think about, you leaving me for him..It keeps me up at night, you're driving me insane" Your heart was pounding, you couldn't tell if he was just joking with you or if he was serious, "Dazai...I don't know what to say" Matching his tone in voice you looked at him, genuine concern washed over your face as he brought his forehead down to yours, closing his eyes as you did the same, his arms flopping over your shoulders as his hands caressed the back of your head. "I'm in love with you, F/n"

You felt your heart drop to the pit of your stomach, "That's not funny, Dazai" He had been known to play pranks like this on the lower class women in the Mafia before, and you didn't want to fall victim to one of his stupid jokes. "I'm being serious, I tried so hard to make myself just see you as another pawn on my chess board but I couldn't, your stupid pickup lines when you want something, your unnamused expression when Mori assigns you a boring job, you just make my heart squeeze everytime I see you with someone else or everytime you mention hanging out with the Mafia Slug, I just want you all to myself." His confession had your heart beating fast, until you let out a dry chuckle. "Osamu you're such an idiot. Why do you think I was hanging out with Chuuya in the beginning? To make you jealous obviously, but you didn't seem to care no matter how much I shoved it in your face so I presumed you were just using me..

..I love you too, you moron"