(⚠︎) "my darling..."

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Y/n yawned before biting down on his fork, eating the fruit that was on it. He put his fork on his plate that he was holding as he rubbed the bottom of his eyes with his other hand. He was currently eating his brunch, looking out of the kitchen window, while a phone was placed in between his cheek and shoulder.

"And you're not at work because... why?" Atsushi couldn't help but questioned on the other side of the phone, already at the office.

"Because I have the night shift tonight, sweetie," Y/n stated, yawning a bit before poking the strawberry on his plate. "I gotta go to sleep soon so I can be ready for it."

"What? I'm confused... Didn't you have the night and day shift yesterday? I thought you would be off."

Y/n swallowed the strawberry whole and put the plate in the sink, now holding the phone. "Yeah, well, my schedule consists of night and day shifts throughout the week. Wednesdays are my worse days because the shifts overlap one another, and Sundays are my only day off." He shrugged, a bit carelessly.

Atsushi grimaced on the other side of the phone. "That must be the worst..."

"Not really. I mean, I have nothing else to do but work so might as well keep me busy, ya know, sweetie? Anyways, enough about me, how is Kyoka? Everything going alright over there?"

"Well..." Atsushi glances behind him seeing how his co-workers cooed over how cute Kyoka was. Hell, even the president came out and claimed her to be his unofficial granddaughter. A bit over the top, but as long as Kyoka fits in Atsushi didn't have anything to say. "...Kyoka is fitting in quite fine. Everyone loves her."

"Ah, that's good," Y/n said with fondness as a smile reached his lips. He still could remember how Kyoka's face lit up when he said that he would be taking her in along with Atsushi. It must have been the only time where Kyoka actually felt like she had a home.

Atsushi interrupted Y/n's train of thought. "Anyways, I have to get going. You're sure that you would be okay at home alone?" He questioned, worried but not overly worried because he knew that Y/n could take care of himself.

Y/n opened his mouth to say something, but the sound of his doorbell cut him off. He raised a brow before turning back to the phone. "No worried, sweetie. I have to go to. I'll see you later, okay? I'll make sure dinner is ready too. Be a good boy for me, alright?"

"Ri-Right!! See you later, Y/n!" Atsushi claimed, flustered by Y/n's words.

Y/n chuckled as he hung up the phone. He put the phone back on the wall before walking to the front door. When he opened it, he was greeted with a happy, go-lucky smile, to which Y/n couldn't help but return.

"My darling Y/n~! Oh, how I missed you!" Dazai cooed as he threw himself on Y/n, making the (h/c) hold him in his arms. "It has been the worse few days without you!"

Y/n couldn't help but chuckle as he forces Dazai to stand up correctly. "Has it, now? Oh, you poor thing~" He teased as he started to walk back to the kitchen, Dazai following him while kicking the door close behind him. "And why are you skipping out on work again? You know how Kunikida gets."

Dazai pouted as he crossed his arms and looked away in a bratty manner. "What's so wrong with wanting to spend some time with you? Kunikida should understand that. Besides, I'm hungry..."

Y/n could only roll his eyes. He lifted his hand and placed it under Dazai's chin, making the other look at him in questioning. "You are just too cruel to him, ya know? But who am I to stop you?" He waved his hand dismissively before turning his back to Dazai, grabbing an apple to cut. "I hope you like apple pie, because I've been meaning to try it out."

Dazai went silent for a moment. He looked down at Y/n's sweatpants before stepping closer. Suddenly, his chest was touching Y/n's back, making Y/n pause for a moment. He slowly put his knife down as he glanced at Dazai behind him, who's eyes have a glint to them.

Dazai wrapped his arms around Y/n's waist and pulled him a little bit closer to his own body. He nestled his nose at the crook of Y/n's neck. Y/n grabbed onto the edge of the counter as he tilted his head slightly.

"Dear?" Y/n whispered out as he raised a brow and a small smirk placed itself on his lips. "Are you really here just for food?"

Dazi said nothing for a moment, as if he was thinking. He then moved from Y/n's neck and softly nibbed on Y/n's exposed skin, making it red. "Well, my 'cravings' have been getting out of hand... You're just irresistible, my darling."

Y/n flinched, feeling teeth near his exposed skin. His breathing hitched as he slightly leaned closer to Dazai. Finally taking a small breath, Y/n turned his body around to face Dazai. His legs were already spread apart slightly as Dazai had one leg in between them, preventing them from closing.

"I have heard... about what happened to you, my darling," Dazai breathed as his gaze at Y/n's hazy eyes never faltered. "...and I don't want that to ever happen to you again." He leaned closer to Y/n as he began to suck at his skin, leaving bruises, hickeys and bite marks all over.

"Dazai..." Y/n whimpered slightly. "Top or bottom?"

"Top, I want to take care of you tonight."

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Y/n had a small tear prick his eye as he could feel Dazai move his freakishly long fingers inside of him. The lube doing its job and letting Dazai easily slip in a third finger. Once he did, it made it easier for Dazai to explore.

"F-Fuck..." Y/n huffed out, his clothes gone along with Dazai's. He gripped onto the bedsheet below him as the other hand was clutching the back of Dazai's head.

Dazai smirked up at Y/n as he gave little butterfly kisses on Y/n's pulsing cock. However, he can't say anything as his own dick was begging to be simulated. He looked down and bit his lip as he could see how Y/n was already swallowing his fingers so well.

"Despite everything..." Dazai huffed out as he leaned closer to Y/n's face. "...you still feel so nice around my fingers."

Y/n lifted his hips as he grinded against Dazai's own dick suddenly. Both Y/n and Dazai groaned at the feeling as their dicks rubbed against each other, pre-cum was already leaking out and they both knew they had to hurry since Y/n had work later.

"Oh, Dazai..." Y/n moaned as he looked at Dazai with half lidded eyes. "Why not be a good boy and put it in for me, yes~?" He shakily lifted his hand and caressed Dazai's face. "You do want to be my good boy, right?"

"Yes~" Dazai cooed, a lustful smile painted on his lips. "Anything for you. Anything for my darling."

Y/n moaned at the emptiness of his opening as Dazai pulled his fingers out of him. His hips were already shaking as his breathing was failing him. Heavy red blushes filled Y/n's and Dazai's cheeks as a small layer of sweat was already forming.

Dazai grabbed the base of his own cock and slowly guided it to Y/n's entrance. Y/n hiccupped slightly, feeling Dazai's tip push on his hole. Dazai looked up at Y/n for a second, to which Y/n nodded in consent. With the go, Dazai slowly pushed into Y/n.

"Ack~! Ah!" Y/n moaned, feeling Dazai's dick push into him, and even pushing past his sweet spot. He wrapped his arms around Dazai's body, holding him close until Dazai bottomed out.

Both panted slightly with Y/n's small whimpers and moans here and there. They were looking down, one making sure they didn't break, the other watching how every time the other breathes his dick could be seen through their stomach.

"Shh, you're okay," Dazai whispered, lowering his hand to Y/n's chest as he gave soft kisses to Y/n's cheek. "I've got you."

Y/n let out a louder moan as Dazai's thumbs press on his nipples. He knew that he was sensitive, and he knew that Dazai knew that, and Dazai will always use that to his advantage. Dazai smiled at Y/n's reactions, feeling Y/n's wall clutch around him, tightly.

Y/n panted as he bit the inside of his cheeks. Dazai inside of him and playing with his chest was almost too much to bear, almost. After a minute or two, Y/n rocked his hips, feeling Dazai's dick touch more of him.

"Dazai..." Y/n huffed out, scratching Dazai's back like a cat. "More..."

"Oh, you have to do more than that," Dazai claimed, groaning a bit as Y/n moved. "Besides, I love the view here."

Dazai placed his hand on Y/n's stomach, more specifically the bulge that his own dick was making. Moving slightly, he saw how his cock pushed more against Y/n's stomach. Y/n moaned at the feeling, stimulating himself by rocking his hips.

"But Dazai, don't you want to be my good boy, all just for me?" Y/n let out a breath finally. "My good boy who does anything I want? My prefect boytoy~?"

Dazai's eyes twitched as a small whimper left his throat. "You sure are cheeky... Aren't you, darling?"

Y/n smiled, sweat making his hair pull back and showing his beautiful (e/c) eyes. "Only for a good boy like you."

Dazai shuttered as he leaned closer to Y/n, their lips connecting. He plunged his tongue into Y/n's mouth, to which the other accepted and didn't even fight Dazai on. They both close their eyes as Dazai finally began to move his hips.

Y/n's brows furrowed up as he moaned and whimpered into Dazai's kiss that he was trapped in. He could feel Dazai go in and out and even penetrating him slightly since he hit all the good spots that he knew. Y/n couldn't help but hold onto Dazai's hand as the other went to his stomach feeling Dazai's cock move around him.

A rush of sensitivity rushed through Y/n's spine. He broke free from Dazai's lips with a small pop as saliva kept them together. He let out moans, signaling that he was getting close to his climax. Seeing this, Dazai moved faster, and faster, and faster, until he couldn't get enough of Y/n's high.

Y/n buried his face into Dazai's shoulder as he scratched at his back even more. Dazai had to grip onto Y/n's hips in order to keep Y/n in place. Y/n knew that bruises were definitely about to form, but he didn't care at the moment, only finding bliss in pleasure.

The knot in Y/n's stomach became unbearable until it finally snapped. Cum sprouted out of Y/n's dick, but Dazai's hips kept moving. With how sensitive he was, Y/n cried slightly as he held Dazai closer to him for comfort.

"Dazai! Dazai~!" Y/n chanted, moaning and stopping every time Dazai thrusted into him.

"Almost there, I'm sorry, my darling," Dazai said through gritted teeth. He leaned towards Y/n and gave small kisses on Y/n's cheek for comfort. "I'm right here, my everything~"

Y/n moaned loudly as he threw his head back on the pillows. He bit his lips to keep his moan to a minimum as his eyes rolled to the back of his head. Pleasure was all that Y/n felt and he felt like he was bathing in it. His core hurt as he continued to clutch tighter around Dazai without meaning to.

"Yes~ Yes!" Y/n moaned. "Prefect~ My prefect dear! You're so good, ah~!"

Dazai seemed to have snapped as he thrusted his hip into Y/n one last time. Both Y/n and Dazai moaned at the feeling of cum filling Y/n up. They both panted out in exhaustion as Dazai finally made a move to pull out after finishing his load. However, when he did, a small waterfall of cum leaked out of Y/n.

Y/n moaned feeling the emptiness, yet he could still feel Dazai's cum inside of him. Finally letting out a breath, Y/n's leg fell to the bed as his back hit the bedsheet. Dazai stared at Y/n's messy body before smiling softly. He carefully hooked his arm under Y/n's legs and back before carrying him to the bathroom.

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"How're you feeling, dear?" Y/n huffed out, eyes heavy as Dazai put him in the bathtub and already started the water.

"Better," Dazai sighed as he sat on the other side of the tub. "Much better. Thank you, Y/n."

Y/n groaned in bliss as he slid down the edge a little, submersing himself in the (warm/cool) water that Dazai prepared for him. "I'm glad." He let out a sigh. "Something got you stressed, dear? I'm here if you need to talk."

Dazai thought about it for a moment before shaking his head. "No. Let's just enjoy this. It's been a while."

"It has," Y/n chuckled, running a hand through his hair. "I have to ask though... Why me? You could've went anywhere else with someone else if you wanted to. Get a better..." He waved his hand in thinking. "...newer experience, ya know?"

"Yeah, well," Dazai started as he stared at his reflection in the bath water. "I just wanted it to be you. I would rather stick to what I'm familiar with." He shrugged. "Besides, I only sleep with other people if I need the information calls for it. And even then, I'll use force first."

Y/n stuck out his tongue. "Whatever you say, dear." He smiled as he closed his eyes in a relax manner. "If you can't beat them, seduce them and their wives~" He teases.

Dazai couldn't help but chuckle. "That only works for you, and you know it."

"I mean, it gets me money, so I'm not complaining. You'd be surprised how much idiots pay for a dick or titty pic."

"You... are too much." Dazai laughed.

Y/n and Dazai laughed with each other, basking in each other's presence as they cheerfully talked to one another. The conversation flowed easily like water in a river. I guess that's what happens when you're fuck buddies every once in a blue moon.

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[A/N: What? You thought there wouldn't be smut? With MC around?? Of course, there's going to be!]

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