Warning
NSFW (They needed a bit of something)
Chairs are nice.

Dishes were now completely clean and in the drainer. I dried my hands with a hand towel before making my towards my office.

After our little talk, Dazai suggested ordering in instead of making me cook. I argued that I went through the trouble of getting the damn crabs for dinner and that I was making it whether he ate it or not.

Of course, in the end, he did eat it and was very happy with it. I thought he was going to choke from how fast he was eating.

When we had finished eating, he took care of Miyako's things and laid her down while I cleaned up. I thought he'd probably want some time alone, so I decided that the office would be a good place to relax and give him some space.

Except that he was in my office when I got in there. Not only that, but he was on my laptop.

I crossed my arms over my chest as I leaned against the doorframe. "What are you doing?"

He looked up from the screen with a smile. "Research."

I cocked an eyebrow. "Research on what?" I pushed off the doorframe and walked around the desk, standing behind the chair. I wrapped my arms around his shoulders and rested my chin on his right, looking at the screen.

"Research on resurrecting the dead," he answered typing some things into the computer. "By the way, since when do you take parenting advice from strangers?"

I pressed a kiss to his jawline. "I don't, why do you ask?"

He lifted his hand, and in it was the pink card with only the web link on it. "You had this on the desk and had it partly typed in. I went ahead and finished the link to see what it was and got an error 404 message."

I frowned. "But how did you know it was a parenting advice site if you got an error? The card doesn't have any other information."

He chuckled. "Nothing on the internet can't be retraced, my love." He opened a new tab, typing in some things to pull up a new page.

He crossed his arms, smiling proudly at his genius self. "If you know the right websites, you can find anything on the internet."

"Huh." The site had different sources on it, including the one on the card.

I removed my arms from around his neck, pulling the chair back from the desk. I stepped around the side of it before taking a seat in Dazai's lap.

"Getting comfortable, Chuuya?" He asked, while I leaned back against his chest as he wrapped his arms around my waist and buried his face into the side of my neck.

I hummed, smiling as I turned my head and brushed my cheek against his nose. My fingers interlaced with his as kisses get pressed along my cheek to my jaw and down my neck.

"Osamu," I moaned softly as he began sucking on a sensitive spot on my neck.

He chuckled, the sound dark and alluring. "I miss hearing those pretty sounds you make. How about you make some more for me, baby?"

I bit my lip, thinking for a moment before reaching a decision. I removed his arms from around my waist before standing up, pulling an disapproving groan from my lover.

I smirked and turned around before planting myself back into his lap with both of my legs on each side of his, my arms wrapping around his beck. As soon as my ass touched his thigh, I ground forward so we'd rub against each other.

Dazai's head fell back against the head rest and his hands found their way to my hips, helping me set a slow and deliciously good pace. Quiet little gasps and whimpers filled the office, my pace speeding up slightly as we both started getting harder.

"Osamu," I gasped, rocking a bit harder. "I need you, please."

He chuckled. "If you can be quiet and not wake the baby, you can ride me here in the office."

I nodded frantically. "Okay, I can do that."

He smirked, hands stopping my hips and making a slight whine escape me before I could stop it. He chuckled again before leaning up and kissing me sweetly on the lips, making me melt against him.

Our lips slid together, over and over, the feeling of it numbing, yet electric. His hands traveled up my back, slipping under my shirt to press me closer to him as the kiss began to deepen.

There was need in the kiss, a build up of lust that had only gotten stronger over the last month. Tongues dancing, tasting each others mouths.

I moved my hands down from where they had been buried in his hair, making their way to his belt and pulling it free to undo his pants.

"Eager, Chibi?" He whispered against my lips.

"You fucking bet I am." I pecked his lips one last time before moving off his lap.

I heard him let a relieved sigh as his cock was freed, already partly hardened from the grinding and ready to be tasted.

I smirked, straightening up and beginning to unbutton my shirt slowly. "Osamu, open the bottom drawer on your right. We'll need some things in there."

He chuckled, "Do you stash lube in your office?" He reached over, not passing up the chance to press a quick kiss to a patch of exposed skin above the waistband of my jeans.

"I actually use to masturbate in here on days I was able to work from home." I finished with me shirt, leaving it hanging on my shoulders as I started to undo my pants. "It reminded me of all the times we had fucked in ours at headquarters."

"What a very lovely imagine my Chuuya has. Thinking about my cock even after I had been labeled a-" He cut himself off as he opened the drawer, looking at the contents with his mouth slightly agape.

My smirk widened. "Find something in there you like, love?"

Dazai seemed a bit lost for words as he reached down and pulled out a pink silicone dildo. He licked his lips before looking up at me, pupils dilated. "You are using this before you ride me."

I hummed, taking it I'm hand, the pads if my fingers stroking the tip gently. "Only if you suck on it and get it nice and wet for me as I get undressed." I brought it up between my own lips, sucking the head as I held eye contact with Dazai.

His eyes were dark and filled with lust, beads of sweat already starting to build on his forehead. I couldn't blame him, neither one of us has properly touched the other in a month, we're pent up

I took the toy from my mouth and lowered the head to his lips. I watched as he opened his lips slightly, his tongue running over the tip, collecting any saliva I had left on it.

The action had heat pooling my stomach fast, making me curse myself for my pants still being on. Watching him do this to the dildo made me wish that it was my own dick in his mouth instead the damn silicone toy.

He hummed, taking more of it into his mouth and setting a nice pace as he bobbed his head up and down it. I felt his fingers hook into the waistband of my jeans and boxers, pulling them down my hips and thighs.

His hand tapped my right leg, asking me to lift it so he could help me remove my pants before doing the same to the other leg.

With my pants and boxers discarded, he pulled his mouth from the dildo. Licking his lips as he looked up at me with a smirk, "Is that wet enough for you, baby?"

I looked at the toy, covered with his saliva. I returned his smirk as I lowered myself down to the floor and between his thighs. I reached into the drawer, pulling out the bottle of lube.

"Would have been better if it had actually been Chuuya's cock I was sucking off." His fingers ran through my hair as I opened the cap and poured some onto the toy. "I could have listened to your pretty moans."

"If you want, you can give me one before we actually go and clean up." I handed him the bottle, running a hand down the shaft of the dildo before positioning it behind me and under my ass.

He started gathering my hair into a ponytail, wrapping it around his hand slightly so no strands got loose. "I can work with that. Let's see if I can make you cum twice, if not three times before we do."

"I better cum more than once from-" the dildo pressed into my entrance, swallowing the head. "This."

Dazai's other hand ran along my cheek, his touch gentle. "You didn't prep yourself, are you sure you can take that?"

I nodded as best as I could with his hand in my hair. "It's one of my smaller ones that I don't need to prep for. It does the prepping for me." I lowered myself down more, biting my bottom lip as the toy slid against my walls.

His fingers moved from my face down to support my jaw and tilt my head up to look at him. His smile was sweet, yet held a dangerous hunger and a voice dripping with sin. "You look so beautiful on your knees, baby. Does it feel good? To have something in that pretty hole of yours?"

It felt amazing and only got better when Dazai removed his hand from my jaw to grab his cock and stroke himself in front of me, precum leaking from the slit. I had started fucking myself at an even pace on the dildo, loving the slight stretch it made, but I can't wait to be riding that.

The hair in Dazai's hand was pulled slightly, bring my face closer to his erect member as he continued to stroke himself from base to tip.

"Do you want me, baby? Do you want me to give you this cock?" He asked in the same sweet and hungry voice. "Tongue out, sweetheart."

I obeyed, sticking out my tongue with my mouth still open. He moved forward a bit before sliding the shaft of his cock over my tongue, making him groan, pleased at the feeling.

He did it a few more times before moving back enough to slide the tip over my tongue. Precum leaked down onto my tongue, making me pull back a bit to taste it, tongue going back into my mouth.

"Chuuya." His tone assertive, a warning.

I looked back up at him, panting lightly as I stuck my tongue back out and placed both my hands on his thighs. He pulled on my hair again, bringing my head forward again, the tip sliding over my tongue.

"Good boy." He let go of my hair, petting my head. "Now, how about we put all that time we spent retraining your gag reflex to use, yeah?"

His cock began slowly sliding in between my lips, making me have to open my mouth wider. He bucked slowly in, pushing farther with each short thrust in until the tip hit the back of my throat.

"Doing amazing, baby, I'm all the way in." He cooed, moving my bangs from my face. He pulled back a bit, relaxing back in the chair as I started bobbing my head up and down his shaft, the tip hitting the back of my throat each time.

The feeling of his cock in my mouth and the slide of the toy inside me had my body feeling hot, nearly out of it with pleasure. Every time I'd pull my head up off him, the toy would sink a bit deeper, making me whine around Dazai.

It was good but not enough. My cock hung hard and untouched, aching for release. Soon, the dildo wouldn't be doing much, I'd need a new source for pleasure.

It seemed I wasn't the only one thinking so but fingers carded through my hair again and pulled gently to get my mouth off of him.

I stilled my movements, smirking up at him. "What? Were you getting impatient, Osamu?"

He returned the smirk, his hand moving up to loosen his bolo tie. "With a pretty little thing like you being so eager for me? How could I not be?"

He reached down and helped me pull myself up and onto his lap. I cupped his cheeks, bring our lips together into a melting kiss.

His tongue slipped into my mouth, a shiver running down my spine as his hands roamed over my body. I was naked besides my shirt and choker while he was still full dressed with only his cock out of his pants.

His hands eventually made their way down, squeezing my ass as one of his fingers pushed the toy in where it had started to slip out.

He smirked into the kiss. "It's not enough to satisfy you, huh, baby?" Gets whispered against my lips with a push of the toy. "I think I can make you cum at least once before I let you have your fun with me."

I bit back a moan on a bit of a harder push. "Then I suggest taking off that neat vest of yours. Shit like that stains." I pulled in the brown vest, slipping it up over his head and throwing it to join my clothes on the floor.

Dazai chuckled, kissing me again as he began working the silicone toy in and out of me. My fingers fisted into his shirt, soft moans vibrating through my throat.

Suddenly, I let out a louder moan at the feeling of Dazai's hand wrapping around my neglected erection. "Shit!"

"Quiet, Chibi. If you wake the baby, we can't continue." His hands still working even as he speaks. "And I really don't want to wait for another opportunity to do this."

I didn't answer him, burying my face in his shoulder and biting down on his shirt to muffle my noises.

It was too much. Heat building from having pleasure in two different places simultaneously. Dazai's hand started speeding up as he stroked me, liquid fire coursing through my veins.

After a few more quick strokes, I was gone, biting down hard on Dazai's shoulder to ensure I didn't get too loud. He groaned but continued to work with me through my orgasm.

Slowly, the pleasure became mixed with pain as overstimulation began setting in. I whined against Dazai's neck, the hand on my softening erection slowing down as the other pulled the toy from my ass.

"That's one orgasm down," Dazai reached forward, my grip tightening on him so I wouldn't fall as he grabbed the bottle of lube where he had set it on the desk. "Let's see if I can pull one more from you."

The cap of the bottle is popped open behind me and the sound of lube coming out had me lifting myself so Dazai could reach under me to sleek up his cock.

He doesn't take the time to set the bottle back on the desk, instead he let it fall to the floor as he opened his thighs a bit wider and leaned back in the chair.

I adjusted myself so my rim was alined with his tip. I took a deep breath before slowly sinking down on him. Both of us letting out a soft moan at the feeling of final being connected for the first time in a month.

A month didn't seem like a very long time, but since Dazai and I had gotten back together, sex became apart of the way for us to mend what we had lost of each other over the last four years. There was plenty of other things we did but that was one thing that always made us connected, made us feel like there was nothing but us.

With Miyako joining our little family, it became more difficult to have any intercourse since she slept in the bedroom with us.

In all honesty, she seemed a bit different than most babies would be at her age. She didn't cry all that much, other than the usual diaper change or being hungry, and it worries me sometimes that something could be wrong with her.

"Don't tell me you're already out of it by just one simple rock down? I'm not even all the way in yet, baby." Dazai's voice was teasing, hands rested on my hips with his thumbs pressing into the curves of my hip bone, right next where my dick was slowly trying to stiffen.

"Shut the fuck up," I panted, pushing myself down the rest of the way and pulling a pleased groan from his throat as he leaned his head back, hands tightening on my hips.

I wasn't in much better shape. The dildo worked me out to a point but it wasn't able to reach as deeply and didn't stretch me as much as Dazai's length did.

Sinking down that quickly forced a stretch of whatever wasn't able to be reached before and it felt so good. The burning feeling have having my lover inside me, it never failed to bring me pleasure, knowing I was going to feel him inside me for hours even after we were finished.

My forehead dropped onto his shoulder, letting me have time to get use to the stretch.

"Hmm, too much too soon?" Dazai purred into my ear, nipping the shell lightly as I wiggled my hips a bit to test the waters.

"Do I sound like I'm complaining?" I lifted my head, placing one hand on his shoulder while I used my other to balance myself on his thigh.

I pulled myself up, loving the delicious slide of him as he slipped out slightly. I started with a slow rhythm, only coming off him halfway before going back down.

I watched Dazai through half lidded eyes. His head thrown back against the headrest, eyes closed and teeth bared as he struggles in letting me take control.

It felt good having the reins and driving the train of pleasure, but I had to admit, it wasn't as exciting as it was letting Dazai fuck me into mindlessness. I liked being in control but I liked forgetting everything besides Dazai's name and his cock inside me more.

Giving it up easily wouldn't be all that fun, so the best option to get more enjoyment out of this was to break my boyfriend's control. Dazai had several kinks, many we've explored and used several times, but his favorites were the one's I used to my advantage.

"Osamu~," I hummed sweetly, smiling as his facial features softened. His mouth was agape, breathing in pants as he opened his eyes to look at me with lust, rusted brown eyes.

I went from bouncing on his lap to rutting grinds, bring both arms around his neck as I pressed against him. I started pressing kisses along his jaw, making sure to leave a few to linger for a few days as I made my way to his ear.

Dazai was beginning to lose it. Quiet moans leaving him and the tension in his hips as they fight to not thrust up into me.

I nibbled on his ear, purposely letting my moans fill his ears as my fingers ran through his hair.

Dazai Osamu has a lot of self-control, has always been the type to lead and command. Many think of Dazai's restraint as unbreakable or unmoving.

But Dazai Osamu is only a man and men have needs and desires just like any human.

I gave one last nip to his ear before whispering to him as seductively as I could.

"Ruff."

That was the limit.

With an almost animalistic growl, Dazai took control. His teeth sank into my shoulder, almost pulling a scream from me if not for being too surprised by the dizziness as our positions were switched.

I was now in the chair with Dazai in front of me, throwing my legs over his shoulders as he lined himself back up at my entrance.

He rammed in, making my back arch and a choked cry leave my lips. Fingers find their way into my mouth, effectively muffling my noises.

His pace was ruthless, his fingering working in time with his hips as he fucked me into me, dead on against my prostate.

"Such a good boy, taking my cock like it's a treat." The possessiveness in his voice was thick, showing just how much he was enjoying this.

His lips, hands, and cock were always like fire on my body, heating me up until I couldn't feel anything but him and the pleasure that followed.

The pool of heat was building in my stomach, taking me closer and closer to the edge but not completely there. It was so much yet not enough for my release, I just needed one last push.

Dazai seemed know this -probably from how I was tightening up around him- because he leaned forward, removing his fingering from my mouth to hold my head in place as he kissed me hungrily.

The hand he was using to hold my waist moved inward, taking hold of my erection and stroking it with his thrusts.

It was what I needed, my second orgasm washing over me harder than the first. I tightened my fingers in his hair, moaning to the kiss as he fucked me through it.

It didn't take him long to follow, a few more rough and sloppy thrusts before I felt him cumming inside me. He slowed down, but didn't stop fucking into me, pushing both of us into overstimulation.

He kissed me harder, deeper. Pacing slowing as the arousal calmed into passionate kisses and gentle caresses of the finger tips.

When Dazai did break the kiss, it was with a satisfied hum. He leaned back up, running his hands over my knees.

"That felt great. We needed that."

I laughed, straightening up in the chair. "Yeah," I answered before I hissed at the cold feeling as Dazai pulled out. "I can't wait until Miya is six months so she can sleep in her own room."

That pulled a laugh from Dazai this time. "But once she's in there, you'll miss having her in our room with us."

I shrugged, pulling a box of tissues from the drawer and beginning to clean myself up, noting that next time we fuck in the office, to make Dazai wear a condom.

I pulled on my boxers, not worrying about my pants since I'll be changing in the bedroom anyway. Looking at Dazai, I watched him remove his shirt, now soiled from where I had came on him.

He wiped himself off before tucking his softened member back into his pants, throwing the tissues into the trashcan.

As if on que, listen cries came from the other room. Dazai and I looked at each other.

"You get the baby and I clean up?" Dazai asked, arms finding their way around me, his hands resting lightly on my ass.

I smile up at him, pecking a his lips. "Don't forget the dildo. It needs to be cleaned properly and put back in that drawer."

He pressed one more quick kiss to my cheek before letting me go. "Not the first time I've cleaned your toys, baby."

I rolled my eyes, leaving him to pick up the mess we made as I went to go take care of our daughter.

If you wanted smut, you're welcome. If you didn't, you're also welcome. I'm more excited about what happens in a few chapters to come.

Anyone want to take a guess? >:3