Warning
Dazai's happiness
NSFW
Really long chapter

If the voice wasn't alluring enough, the words he said was what did the trick to entrap me.

I chuckled, tilting my head to brush my nose against his as I lowered my glass down and raised my other hand up, to run my fingers through beautifully curled red hair.

"Oh? What makes you think I'll give you my time?" I teased, earning me another kiss, this one to the cheek.

I felt him shrug. "Just a feeling that you won't be able to deny me." He pulled back, moving so he wasn't having to lean over the back of the booth just to get to me.

Now, that he was in clear view, I could actually make out what he was wearing. A black shirt, sleeves down to the elbows with a grey hoodie, the sleeves having been cut off and it being cropped just above the midriff. Had he not worn the shirt, I would have had the perfect view of his abs.

He had on a pair of dark jeans, and a black leather belt that matched the black leather combat boots that travelled up gorgeous legs to just above his knees.

He wasn't wearing his hat, but he still had on his choker and a pair of black biker gloves.

I smirked as I examined him, loving ever second my eyes were on his being. He was so gorgeous that it seemed unreal that it to be possible.

Chuuya seemed pleased with my reaction as he climbed into the booth next to me, his legs slipping over mine as he took his seat.

I let my left hand rest on his thigh, giving it a slight squeeze as I slid my other hand around his back, pulling him closer against me. "Well, how do you know I don't already have a pretty little thing waiting on me at home?"

He hummed, his hand running up my chest, fingers fidgeting with my bolo tie. "I bet I could be much prettier." He raised his head, chin tilting up as I lowered my own.

Our kiss was but only as few centimeters apart when someone cleared their throat. Not just someone, but the party pooper himself.

"The two of you live together, try to control yourselves while in a family establishment," Kunikida dictated as he pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose and averted his eyes.

I pouted as Chuuya rolled his eyes at the man across the table from us.

"Baby! He ruined our foreplay!" I whined as Chuuya slipped his legs off mine and I removed my arm from around his waist.

"Foreplay?!" Kunikida looked more confused as he stared at us.

"And it was just getting good too," Ranpo grumbled before taking a bite from a piece of chicken he had on his plate.

"Thanks, Kunikida. We almost had dinner and a show," Yosano sighed in disappointment.

"What is wrong with the two of you?!" He looked over at them. "That was two adults acting inappropriately in a place that has children!"

"Yeah, you already killed the mood, Kunikida, no need to add to it and bury whatever's left alive," I said before turning to look at my boyfriend with a smile.

"I thought you said you were busy?" I remarked, poking him on the cheek as he spun his pasta around the fork he had been given.

"I was busy, trying to take a shower and get ready to surprise you." He took a bite of his food, making a happy noise as he chewed it. Seemed like I made the right choice for his dinner.

I hummed, watching as our server came over, placing a glass of red wine on the table in front of Chuuya.

I looked over as Yosano who me a shrug. "I didn't know what wine he liked so I got him the same thing I got."

"And he can probably tell you the exact name and year of it." I turned my attention back to my own dinner, eating some before deciding to steal some of Chuuya's.

He lifted the fork, holding his hand under it so nothing would fall on our clothes as I took the pasta into my mouth. I had to admit, it was pretty good, but even better knowing that the fork had been in between Chuuya's lips.

Everyone was almost finished with their food when our server, Yuji, came back to our table along with the other servers that had helped him server us tonight.

They all bowed. "Thank you for coming here to celebrate your birthday with us! As a treat for you, we prepared you a cake, free of charge as a gift from us!" They all straightened up, stepping aside as a chef rolled in a cake on a cart.

"Happy Birthday, Dazai!" Everyone from the Agency said in unison all smiling and raising their glasses.

I didn't really know how to react to it all. This was the first time that anyone aside from Chuuya and Kouyou that went out of their way to celebrate my birthday.

My own family didn't even go as far as a party. The servants usually made me my favorite meal for dinner and made a small treat for me but they didn't do much else.

This felt nice, everyone coming together to celebrate a day that none of them were around before to celebrate with me, a day that I started to loath as the world tried taking everything I loved and cared for away from me. It was a day that I was always afraid to share with others because I thought it meant nothing but pain.

"Osamu?" Chuuya's voice broke me from my thoughts, my brown eyes meeting those of blue gems, a smile making his expression glow. "Happy birthday, my love."

He raised his glass, holding it up for a toast. I returned his smile, taking my own drink and holding it up, my eyes not leaving his for a second.

"Thank you all for this," I said aloud to all my friends. Glasses clinked together in celebration, cheers and applause coming from other guests as they clapped for wherever the occasion may be.

My gaze still rested on the face of my lover as I tilted my glass towards him. "Thank you, baby, for becoming my strength to get me this far when I thought I had lost everything," I whispered to him, my arm slipping around to rest on his hip as I pressed my forehead against his.

He tilted his glass towards mine, his smile sweetening. "And I'll be that strength for many, many more years to come." Our glasses clinked together before downing our drinks.

After setting our glasses down, I cupped Chuuya's cheek in my hand and brought my lips down it his, kissing him with all the happiness that was currently surging through me, with all the joy that I wasn't sure what to do with. So, I kissed him until I couldn't control my smile from becoming too big.

There was a flash from across the table, drawing my attention to Yosano as she held her phone up, smiling as she turned it around to show the screen to us.

It was a good picture of Chuuya and I. Our foreheads rested together as we held each other with large smiles.

"Expect a gift on your desk in the next week," she said as she pulled her arm back.

I chuckled, "I'll be waiting." I looked at Chuuya again, unable to stop from smiling as I pressed a few more kisses to his cheek.

"So, can I have a piece of cake now?" Ranpo asked, hand gesturing towards the nicely decorated chocolate cake.

"Ranpo, you do know that Dazai gets the first piece, right?" Yosano said looking back at him with a glare.

"Osamu actually isn't that much of a sweets fan," Chuuya stated, his legs making their way back on my lap as he moved closer, resting his temple against my chest as his arms circled my waist.

"Aside from occasional pieces of chocolate and the honey we put into our coffee, neither one of us really eats sweets."

"So, I can have cake now?" Ranpo repeated, gesturing towards the treat.

"Go ahead," I answered, turning my attention to the way Chuuya was loving on me.

His arms were around my waist, his hands running over my lower back soothingly as his cheek rested against my chest, and a smile as his nose was buried in my shirt.

"Enjoying yourself?" I asked, moving my hand from his hip, up his back and under the hoodie, making him arch his spine, his body pressing closer to mine. His has always be sensitive area of touch, and it felt good that I was the only one that got the luxury of watching him react to the touch.

"I'm starting to get there," he replied, looking up at me. "It's going to be getting late soon and I don't want to be riding the motorcycle too late tonight."

"But you love riding your motorcycle, she's your pride and joy." I moved my unoccupied hand to his thigh, rubbing it gently above the boot.

He smirked, pressing a kiss to my jaw. "I'm more in the mood for riding something else tonight."

My eyes widened as his words worked through my head. I opened my mouth, looking at the others as they cut and started eating the cake the restaurant had give you us.

"Hey, guys, Chuuya's had a long day and is very tired, I think we're about to head out. I don't want him getting too hard-" I paused, hearing Chuuya snort against my chest. "I mean, I don't want him having a hard time driving home since we're going on the motorcycle."

Yosano threw a smirk over at me, catching onto my mistake like a hawk while Kunikida looked at us like we were crazy. "A motorcycle?! In the attire your in? That seems like a violation of vehicular safety to not be wearing the proper clothing suited for-"

"Kunikida, shut up and let them go home. They'll be fine," Ranpo said before stuffing a piece of cake into his mouth.

I smiled down at Chuuya before he removed himself from my lap, getting out of the booth. I grabbed my trenchcoat, already starting the process of getting it on before getting up myself.

I took Chuuya's hand, lacing our fingers together as I said my goodbyes to everyone.

We turned to leave when suddenly Atsushi stopped me, making me look back at him.

"We forgot to give you this," he said, holding out an envelope to me with a smile. I took it and looked at it, my name was written neatly in cursive on the front.

"Let me guess, this was Doctor Yosano's painkillers she asked you to grab from the infirmary?" I teased with a smirk.

He laughed nervously. "That was the only thing I could think of without letting you know right off but I'm not a very good liar."

"Damn, for a liar yourself, you failed in teaching both him and Akutagawa how to lie properly," Chuuya added in with a tsk.

I smiled down at him. "Atsushi's a cat and Akutagawa was a loose canon. I only tame good dogs willing to listen and beg for their treats."

His eyes widened, his mouth opening to bark a threat as I turned back to Atsushi.

"Thanks, Atsushi! Tell everyone I'll read it when I get home! Bye!" I started pushing Chuuya towards the door before the grey haired boy could reply.

When we got outside, I took a deep breath, glad to be away from so many people and with the one person I wanted so badly right now.

"Once we're home, we head straight for the bedroom," I demanded as I followed him to where he had parked his bike.

I watched him smile. "So, impatient." He lifted up his seat to the compartment underneath, pulling my helmet out. He handed it to me before lowering the seat back down and taking his off the handle bars.

He turned to look at me. "Once we're home, I'm going to the bathroom to freshen up a bit before I let you fuck me for hours." He raised his helmet up before lowering it onto his head.

I couldn't really disagree with him. If he needed to freshen up then I wasn't going to stop him.

He climbed onto the bike as I slipped my helmet onto my head, moving closer and throwing my leg over to straddle the seat behind Chuuya.

I positioned my feet into the right spots and wrapped my arms around his waist, our hips slotting together and fitting perfectly as he started and revved engine.

He tilted his head back slightly to bump his helmet against mine, he's of questioning if I was ready. I gave his waist a light squeeze in response before he started to lean forwards and set the bike in motion.

The engine roared as it gained speed, the feeling so of the purr on us brought so many memories we had shared together. Late night rides, rescue missions, and a few of our firsts had happened on it.

As much as I enjoyed it, it didn't help that the vibrations were making my cock harder and more strained in my pants. Chuuya must have been feeling it press against him because he revved the engine and start to speed up.

It took no time at all for us to arrive in the driveway, Chuuya easily maneuvering around the side of his car as he opened the garage door to park the bike inside.

He switched off the engine and we climbed off, removing our helmets and placing them on the wall.

Chuuya quickly took my hand and started pulling towards the door that entered our house through the laundry room.

I chuckled. "And you said I was being impatient." But I let me drag me inside. Entering through the laundry room, we took the time to remove our shoes, still having the manners for our home to not track dirt in.

I took his boots and my shoes and looked down at him. "You go freshen up and I'll put these up."

He gave me a smile, leaning up in request. I leaned down, pressing my lips to his, the roughest kiss we've share all day. I could feel the need and the want in the way our lips slid against one another's, the light moans in the back of his throat as I nipped his bottom lip.

We broke the kiss, breathless with our heads in a haze. I gave him a smirk. "I'll be in there in a minute, baby."

His hand ran up my chest as he hummed, licking his lips seductively. "I shouldn't take to long in the bathroom, so when you get in there, wait on the bed."

"Yes, sir," I gave a salute with a teasing smirk, making him roll his eyes as he walked past me and out of the room. He turned to the right, heading for our bedroom down the hall as I went left to put our shoes up in the entrance hall.

It wasn't a long task, so to give Chuuya a little extra time, I wandered into the kitchen for a few things. I pulled a bottle of wine from his rack, a favorite of his that actually tasted pretty good to me, and two glasses from the cabinet.

Next, I opened the pantry and took out a few simple snacks that wouldn't affect us too much in between rounds.

I put everything into a basket that was on the counter before carrying it down the hall to our bedroom. Walking in, the door to the bathroom was closed meaning Chuuya was still doing whatever he was needing.

I set the basket down on Chuuya's side of the bed, taking out the wine and glasses before moving back over to my side, were I laid the snacks down. The basket getting set onto the dresser by the door, most likely to be forgot until Chuuya needs it for something or noticed it out of place.

I removed my coat, opening the closet door and hanging it up before closing it and walking over to the dresser to place my bolo tie in its place.

Chuuya liked to keep his spaces clean, he didn't like to have things thrown around everywhere. He preferred knowing where to look when searching for something, not having to go on some scavenger hunt for something simple.

I slipped the tie off, placing it into the small back that held many of my other items of accessory. I walked over to the bed, falling down on my back at the foot, my arms spread out and my feet still on the ground.

All I could do now was wait for Chuuya to finish. I closed my eyes, taking in a deep breath as I just relaxed on the bed.

It was nice, comfortable. Several years ago, I never would have thought about having something like this, somewhere that actually felt like a place I could call home.

To be honest, I couldn't really remember feeling at home anywhere besides the nights I came to stay with Chuuya, or even the nights we had to stay in hotels for missions.

During the time the Chuuya and I had gotten back together, there had been an moment that we had been talking about our relationship. I remember him asking me about going home and as a way of teasing him, I had joked about going back to my Agency dorm.

I could still hear the way his voice had sounded so sad.

"I thought I was your home?"

"You'll always be my home, Chuuya."

I hadn't meant to upset him, and I honestly should have known better with his current emotional state at the time.

Yet, here I am, laying on the bed of my beloved.

My thoughts are suddenly interrupted at I hear the door of the bathroom open.

I smiled but didn't open my eyes or move. "Hey, you almost done, baby?" I asked with a teasing tone.

"Why don't you open your eyes and find out?" He purred, the sound of it too tempting to ignore.

I raised myself up onto my elbows with a grunt. I opened my eyes and they only get wider as I take in the scene before me.

Just when I think he's my reason to live, he becomes the death of me.

The black spaghetti strap, open deep V see through bra covered his top with a dark purple strap under the material, covering his nibbles. The purple material continued down, falling around ribs and middle section like a skirt, still open in the first to show his midriff and abs.

He had on the black thong, the same see through material as the top half with the same purple stripe along the front to the back, hiding his cock from view.

I recognized the outfit because I had bought it for him for his birthday. It looked better on him than I had thought it would, especially with the added accessories.

He had on a different choker, a dark purple one with little holes that I hadn't seen him wear before.

Moving down his body, he had a purple garter belt on, hugging his hips nicely, with black straps that ran down to his thighs where a pair of purple thigh high fishnets that ran down his gorgeous legs to a pair of lovely black strapped heels.

His hair was done up beautifully in a high ponytail with his bangs framing the features of his face like a perfect picture.

He was perfect, in every possible way to me. As pretty as he was dressed up, I couldn't wait to strip him down and sink my teeth into that soft, pale skin.

"So, what do you think, Osamu? Like the birthday present I got you?" He asked, stepping closer. His heels tapped against the hard floor as he walked over to me, stopping to stand in between my legs.

I sat up all the way, my hands reaching up to hold his hips, thumbs caressing the bare skin, feeling his hip bones.

I licked my lips, suddenly feeling dry as I examined the body in front of me. "You turned your birthday present from me into a gift for me?"

"Hm, is that a problem?" His fingers ran over my shoulders as he lifted his leg and pressing it on the outside of my thigh, straddling me halfway before doing the same with the other one.

His ass met my thighs, taking a seat before grinding forward slightly against me. I let out an appreciative groan, one hand moving from his hip and up his torso under the lingerie while the other traveled down, feeling the fishnets and warm skin.

"Not at all, baby, I'm actually enjoying it. It's like my very own private show." My hands continued to roam. "Makes me glad that I can touch this merchandise."

My hands made their way behind him, taking hold of his ass and squeezing the flesh, making him hum. I smirked up at him. "Very glad."

He let out another purr, fingers tracing my jaw to tilt my face up for him to capture my lips with his. God, it was all so good.

Chuuya's hands, his lips, his ass, everything about this moment was amazing. The way his tongue moved so smoothly against mine was like it was supposed to be there.

He was the one to break the kiss, breathless as he moved his hips forward a bit to grind against my growing erection.

"You were hard when we were on the motorcycle, did you get soft while waiting for me to get ready?" He laughed, hands moving down to the bottom of my vest to pull it over my head, letting him discard the clothing to the floor.

"You were taking too long!" I whined, hands working on undoing the straps of his heels without looking away from his face. "But to be honest, if I would have still been hard when you came out in this, I probably would have came from that alone."

He gave a proud smirk. "Glad to know I have such an impact on you." He moved his hands over my shirt, undoing the buttons as he drew me into another heated kiss.

I tilted my head, getting a better angle so I could suck on his bottom lip, a moan coming from the back of his throat.

He finished unbuttoning my shirt, pushing it off my shoulders without breaking away from me. He started to struggle as he tried to push my sleeves past my elbows, letting out an annoyed groan.

I chuckled against his lips, deciding to help him out by removing it the rest of the way and discarding it to the floor with my vest.

He wrapped his arms around my neck, deepening our kiss as I ran my hands up his back to pull him against me. His hips moved downwards as mine bucked up, meeting him halfway.

The friction was good but was starting to strain the longer we moved against each other. I moved my hands down to grip his thighs, push myself forward a bit.

I broke our kiss long enough to whisper a "hold on" before lifting him and switching our positions. He was now pressed down on the mattress with me hovering over him.

"I love having you on my lap," I started, pulling up to get a good look at him, laid out so beautifully on the bed. "But I think I like having you underneath me more."

His legs spread out when my hands touched his knees, inviting me in to enjoy his body.

"Can't say I disagree," he said, hand reaching down to palm me through my pants, pulling a moan from my lips. "Damn, you're hard. How about I help you out with that?"

Before I could answer, his hands were working to undo my belt. Once he had the buckle undone, he wasted no time in sliding his hand into my slacks and underwear to grip my length.

"Shit, baby," I groaned into his collarbone before sucking on the skin, hoping to leave marks.

He stroked me, the sensation dry but not unwelcome. His thumb moved over the head, precum being massaged over the tip, slicking his fingers as he continued to move his hand.

I pushed myself up, moving off the bed to pull my pants off at the ankles, leaving myself in nothing but bandages, for now.

"Impatient, Osamu? Aren't you usually the one bursting with self-control?" The redhead asked with a smirk, tongue flicking over the fingers that he just had around my leaking cock.

"Being a bold tonight, I see," I chuckled, pulling at the bandage on my neck, tearing them and shrugging them off. "Last I check, you were the sub and I was the dom."

He sat up on the edge of the bed, fingers working to rip at the bandages on my waist and legs. "Maybe, I wanted to try something different."

We both knew that wouldn't last long. Chuuya loved being dominated by me in the bedroom, loved being thrown into that subspace after being wrecked from sex.

"Yeah, sure. Can I remove this?" My finger hooked under the clip of the bra before undoing it with a nod from Chuuya.

He slid the straps off his shoulders, throwing the top to the floor as I just admired him.

He was beautiful, there was no denying that. I remember there being several members in the mafia back when we were teenagers who tried hard to get his attention, all failing badly in their attempts.

"Yo, Mackerel! Stop zoning out!" He snapped his fingers, point to my bedside table. "You need lube to fuck me."

I smirked, hands traveling down his chest and stomach, until I was kneeling in between his legs.

"We don't need it to fuck, but it is more appreciated." My fingers played around the straps of his garter belt, skin burning under my hands. "So you like the lingerie?"

"It's not bad, not too big on the top for this one but the material is nice and comfortable." He combed through my hair. "Maybe it can be an occasional thing for us."

I smiled, leaning down to press my lips to his covered erection, making him gasp slightly.

"I can work with that." I traced the outline of his cock with my fingers, feeling him twitch. "So, you like these bottoms at least?" I slid my finger into the side feeling how loose or tight it was.

He hummed, "Yeah, my only complaint is that they were very plain."

"That didn't seem to stop you." I stood up, pressing my lips to his briefly before stepping away to my side of the bed to get lube.

Opening the drawer, I had to dig a little bit to get it since we've been nuns the last few months. Once I found it, I pulled in out and threw it on the bed, next to Chuuya, who was either not patient enough to wait for me or had some for sight beforehand, because-

He laid with his back arched and his legs spread open, knees nearly pressed to the mattress as he hands worked between them. His head was turned to the side, cheek rested on the sheets and teeth biting into his bottom lip, trying to hold in his moans.

I walked back around to the foot of the bed, feeling my body heat up more with arousal as I came to a stop in front of him. The sight was very appreciative, my hand reaching down to stroke myself at the same pace that Chuuya worked the plug in and out of his hole.

"Was this what you were busy with when I messaged you about dinner?" I chuckled, giving my base a bit of a firmer squeeze as his thighs shuttered slightly.

He turned his head to look at me, eyes filled with lust and need. "I figured we'd be too impatient to make it all the way through prep properly."

"And you're probably correct, my love." I stepped forward, crawling onto the bed and grabbing his wrists. I pushed them over his head, holding them with one hand as I pressed my body down on him.

My lips found his, tongue quickly licking at his bottom lip for permission while my other hand moved between our bodies to take hold of the plug that was wedged in him beautifully.

I pushed it in slightly, feeling to see how much friction there was. There wasn't much which meant he was stretched pretty nicely-

But that was to the size of this toy, I was still a bit bigger and longer than it, meaning prep wasn't just yet finished.

I pulled the toy out completely, making Chuuya whine from the emptiness as I threw it somewhere off the bed.

"Don't worry, baby. You wouldn't be empty long," I whispered against his lips, two of my fingers already pressing lightly against the softness of his rim.

His back arched, chest pressing against mine as he begged with little "pleases" and "fucks". It was a beautiful scene, one I could watch over and over like my favorite porn clip, get off to it when I couldn't have him there.

After teasing him a bit, I finally pressed my fingers into him, feeling the way they sucked me in. There wasn't any friction as I made short thrusts, easing my fingers into him without it being too much.

"Fuck! Osamu!" He cried out, throwing his head back. I kissed his jaw down his neck, sucking marks around his choker before moving down to his collarbone.

"Feel good, Chuuya?" I asked with a smirk, crooking my fingers to hit his prostate as he opened his mouth, answering with a loud moan instead of words.

He moved as best he could, rocking his hips down to meet my fingers. His insides clenched around them, trying to pull them in deeper to satisfy his burning need.

A burning need we both had. I pulled my fingers out to the first knuckle, adding a third and final finger to stretch him before pushing back into him.

Licking at his jaw, it didn't take too long before I was pulling my hand back completely. I leaned back, placing my hands on his knees to look down at his fucked out state.

Red marks blossoming from his jaw down to his shoulders, only a bit darker than the flush that travel from his cheeks to his chest. Lips were swollen and bitten from our kisses, his once neat ponytail messy from moving around on the bed.

His lingerie bottoms had been pulled to the side so that he could play with the plug, his cock still trapped in the clothing, hard with a visible throb that longer I sat here and watched him.

"-hurts, mackerel," he whined softly, hips shifting a bit as he reached down to mess with the garter belt and straps.

I arched both eyebrows with a smile. "Hm? What was that, baby? What hurts?" My hands moved down his down to help me under the garter.

"My cock feels like it's choking, I want these off." He hooked his thumbs into the waistband of the underwear, trying to pusher them down.

I decided to take mercy on him for the both of us, lifting his legs and holding them up in the air before pulling the black material underwear the rest of the way.

"Can we keep the fishnets at least? I'll take them off for you once we're done?" I asked, moving his legs back down to hook his knees around my waist.

He hummed, "Sure, they are part of your birthday present after all and I know how much you love my legs."

I chuckled, "I love your legs just as much as the rest of the chibi attached to them." I reached up and grabbed the lube bottle from above Chuuya's head.

"Sure you do." His arms rested by his head as I popped open the cap and poured some into my hand before stroking it over my aching cock a few times to coat it.

I poured a smaller amount and rubbed it over his entrance for good measure before closing the cap and throwing somewhere on the bed to be taken care of later.

I shifted myself up, pulling Chuuya hips up to rest on my thighs as I lined myself up at his rim. "Ready, baby?"

He nodded, reaching his arms up to circle around my neck. I took a deep breath before pressing into him slowly.

I never got tired of this feeling, the way Chuuya's hole clenched around me as I pushed in more, letting me feel how his insides pulsed and heated to my welcomed intrusion.

I leaned forward, bracing my weight on my forearm and elbow next to my boyfriend's head, my clean hand finding its way into his hair while the other, covered in lube, sliding to his hip so I could continue pressing in.

I let out a groan as I bottomed out inside him, pausing to breathe as I listened to the happy content sounds Chuuya made as he sucked marks of his own on my neck and jaw.

I waited a few more seconds, feeling as Chuuya started to move his hips down gentle, his unspoken permission to continue.

I drew my hips back slightly before thrusting back into him a bit harder. His hands running through my hair, tugging the tassels for me to kiss him as I started up a rhythm.

I knew Chuuya's body move than anyone. I knew his favorite spots to be kissed, to be touched and caressed. I knew what angles he liked during sex, which ones had him sexually frustrated as I moved just by his prostate, and I knew which ones-

"Oh fuck! Right there!"

Hit dead on, making him scream with pleasure.

The sounds of kissing, moaning, screaming, and skin slapping against skin filled the room. Sex and sweat, and scent of Chuuya's body wash were the only aroma's I could process.

It was all good, very good. It always was with Chuuya, nothing was never anything less than mind-blowing. The way his insides pulled me in was too good deny, it was like a drug better than any I had ever been on.

"O-Osamu," he panted, head falling back on the bed as he cupped my face in his hands. "I'm so f-fucking close."

I leaned my head down, smiling into his cheek. "I can feel that, baby." I kissed his jaw, not slowly my movements once. "I am too. Think you can wait for me so we can cum together?"

He nodded, jaw clenching as I started to started thrusting harder and faster, abusing his prostate with every buck of my hips.

My orgasm was coming in fast now, fueled by everything Chuuya was giving me. Heat pooling and pooling until the dam was ready to break under the pressure.

I moved the hand on his hip in between our bodies to take hold of his neglected cock, stroking it hard with my thrusts to get him closer.

"Cum for me, baby! Cum for me, Chuuya!"

And he does, hard, screaming my name with his back arched and his head thrown back, eyes rolling into the back of his head.

Feeling the warm ropes of his release as he came between our bodies, the sudden tightness around my cock, or the sound of my name falling off his lips; all possible factors in throwing me over the edge.

I buried myself as deeply as I could go with Chuuya clenching up, my orgasm hitting hard as I moaned his name into his neck.

We didn't move from there for another minute, bathing in the afterglow of sex and the grounding warmth of either other.

I laid there with my eyes closed and panting and leaving lazy kisses over Chuuya's collarbone. It wasn't until I felt fingers comb gently through my hair that I lifted my head to look at the beautiful blue sapphires of my lover.

He smiled at me. "That's definitely one hell of a way to start your birthday. Hitting an orgasm as soon as it hits midnight."

I narrowed my eyes, looking over at the clock on Chuuya's nightstand. 12:01 a.m.

My eyebrows shot up, surprised as a smile made its way onto my lips. "Wow, guess we timed it right."

I pushed myself up, hands running down his sides as I looked down at me. My softened cock slipped out of him, resulting in a hiss from the redhead under me as my cum started to drip out of him.

His cock rested on his stomach, beautiful when it's soft as it is when it's hard, and covered in his release as was his belly. I looked at my hand that also held his release.

I brought it to my lips, licking at my skin until I was satisfied with possibly getting all that was there. The taste was oddly sweet compared to how it usually would have tasted.

I decided I needed another taste test, so I lowered myself, tongue lapping at the cum on his belly.

"What are you doing?" I heard him ask from above me, probably watching me as I licked him clean.

I lifted my head up to look at him, smirking. "Free samples. Thought I'd get a snack." I licked my lips. "Have you been eating more fruit lately, your cum tastes sweeter?"

He rolled his eyes, not answering me, but he didn't stop me either as I continued my task at tasting him. I eventually reached his cock, slowly in the process of getting hard again.

"Chuuya, I think he wants to play," I said, licking the area beside but close enough to touch.

Chuuya smirked, fingers massaging my scalp. "Only if he gets a bath first."

I returned his expression before licking a strip from his balls to the tip, collecting more of his release.

He moaned, eyes not leaving mine as kissed over his shaft, tongue poking at the pulse veins as he started to get hard again.

"Fuck, I don't you've given me head since we've gotten back together."

I hummed, the vibrations against his erection making him gasp. "I haven't but I've been meaning to. I use to love watching you with a blitzed out expression as I sucked you off. Very erotic."

Chuuya chuckled. "You're free to do with me as you please. I am your birthday present after all."

"In that case, I'm pulling one more orgasm out of you with a blowjob and then we're stopping for a snack before you pass out on me."

"I'm not going to pass out from two orgasms!" He barked, hand gripping my bangs a bit too hard.

"You're fine after two, it's your third one that I'm worried about, chibi." I lowered my head back down, sucking on the tip lightly.

My tongue teased his slit, making a breathy moan escape him. I continued like that for a little bit, teasing the head and tip, having him writhe under me until I had to hold his hips down.

It was only then that I started to take him into my mouth, inching down his length. I never had much of a gag reflex, which came in handy for things like this, meaning I could practically swallow him down in one go without choking.

Chuuya let out a pleasured groan, though it did sound a bit frustrated. "I can't believe you can take my whole cock after four years but I have to retrain my throat so I don't die!"

I smirked as best I could with the hard member in my mouth, but I gave him a response in the form of action. I hollowed my cheeks, sucking and making a cry break from between his lips.

I listened to that sound over and over that night, listened to harsh breathing and panting as I made love to Chuuya until dawn's morning light peaked through the curtains.

We ended up curled up in the sheets, Chuuya laid onto of me with his arms wrapped around my waist and his head nestled under my chin.

Eyes heavy with exhaustion, the last thing I heard before letting sleep take me was Chuuya's words, sweet and tired.

"Happy birthday, bastard."

There is part two of two! I got really into this so it became a very long chapter.

I hope you guys enjoyed it and I hope to bring you guys more shortly but who know?!

Anyway, happy late birthday to Dazai and I hope everyone has a wonderful morning, noon, and night! Bye!!