notes: threesome, bottom dazai, anal, slight voyeurism, multiple orgasms, pet names, slight praise kink, for @FATASSRABBIT

you laughed softly, watching your two lovers make out drunkenly on the bed. dazai moaned quietly in protest as fyodor pulled away, turning his attention to you with a small smirk. "are you sure you don't want to join us?"

"i'm enjoying the view right now, maybe a bit later, though." you took another sip of your wine. dazai mewled out fyodor's name, pawing at his shirt. with a click of his tongue, fyodor bit down on the brunet's clavicle. you stood up, moving to sit on the bed, your heels clicking against the marble floor below you as you ran your fingers through dazai's hair. his foggy chocolate eyes looked at you, half lidded and dripping with lust. "oh, you're such a needy baby, aren't you, osamu," you purred against his ear, revelling at his desperate whimper kissing it softly before pulling away.

dazai was a mess. his dress shirt was hanging loosely from his body, his black blazer missing, his lips slightly swollen from fyodor's bites. his neck was already bruised with hickeys. fyodor was almost completely dressed, aside from his discarded blazer and tie and you were still zipped up cozily in your alluring red dress.

you ran your finger along dazai's jawline, down his neck, pressing on the sensitive marks fyodor left behind as the russian worked on undoing dazai's trousers, kissing down his stomach. you took a sip of your drink as you pulled dazai's back into your chest, letting him rest his head on your chest as he whined. fyodor reached for the lube, squirting it on his fingers before pressing them against his rim. dazai almost immediately arched into the touch. "n-ngh, fyodor!" he mewled and you clicked your tongue, holding him in place.

"now, now, osamu. won't you be a good boy for fyodor?" he looked up at you, wrapping his arms around your neck. chuckling, you finished your drink, kissing him so he could taste the liquor on your lips. you felt him whine against your lips, another needy arch as fyodor added a third finger in him.

"please, please-fuck—" dazai gasped when fyodor pulled his fingers out.

"what is it, baby? what do you want?" you glanced up at the other man's smirk as he leaned over dazai.

"use your words, angel," you purred softly with a smirk mirroring fyodor's. dazai whined, reaching down to touch himself before you stopped him. "what do you want fyodor to do to you?"

"f-fuck—please fuck me—fedya please—" dazai cut himself off with a choked sob as fyodor pushed in suddenly, already starting off with a rough pace. you both chuckled at his loud moans.

"good boy, angel, you're doing so well, taking fyodor's dick so nicely." dazai let out a small sob at your praise. you leaned forward, kissing fyodor. he groaned against your lips as dazai whined, calling out yours and fyodor's names as he came on his stomach. fyodor pulled dazai onto his lap, continue to thrust into him in an animalistic pace.

"fyodor—w-wait i just came—!" he let out another scream tears spilling from the painful pleasure. you kissed down his neck gently, pumping his leaking cock. "[name]—oh fuck-!"

"f-fuck, you suddenly got so tight, are you going to cum again?" fyodor groaned, as the brunet's cock jumped, mewling and orgasming again as fyodor shuddered, cumming as well. as dazai almost passed out, fyodor carefully pulled out of him, cleaning himself and dazai up, murmuring sweet nothings as dazai fell asleep.

you licked his cum off your fingers, laughing softly as fyodor pulled away from the sleeping man, making his way to you. as you poured another glass of wine, he pulled you into a kiss, unzipping your dress. he pulled you closer as you kissed down his neck, unbuttoning his shirt. "it's a shame osamu fell asleep; i'm still not satisfied, you know."

"is that so?" he whispered, "i hope i'll be enough, then."

"i'm sure you will be."

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is this too much?
maybe