Warning
NSFW for the whole chapter... I had gotten ideas as I went (includes masturbation and toys-ish)

Chuuya's P.O.V.

Waking up naturally without an alarm was a wonderful thing I enjoyed, especially since there were warm arms on my waist.

My eyes opened slowly, blinking a few times to try and escape the sleep as it tried to pull me back in. Soft breaths brushed my cheeks and I looked at the handsome features of the form next to me.

Soft brown, messy and unruly hair that fell into his right eyes as he laid. Mouth slight agape, breathing in a slow and calm rhythm. His eyes were closed, still asleep as he should be after having trouble getting rest all these years.

After moving in, he started actually falling into a routine of sleep. He goes to bed around 10 with me and usually wakes up to complain when my alarm goes off for work at 7:30.

Since I had the day off, my alarm was disabled so we could both sleep in. I moved a bit closer to him, the space between us becoming to annoying when I wanted to feel his skin against mine.

He didn't have his bandages on, ripped off last night from the heat of events, but it wasn't anything new to now sleep with a bandageless Dazai. It became habit for him during these last six months to take them off before bed, just as it became habit for me to check him for new cuts or injuries.

I ran my hand from his chest to his shoulder to the back of his neck, fill the skin and the scars that resided there. Faint pinks and some little purples against a pale peach. Every scar has a story, something that happened to leave a nick on the body like this.

Dazai had plenty of stories, some I know and some I'll wait patiently until he's ready to tell me, but there wasn't one he had that didn't have some meaning behind it.

I continued caressing his chest, arm, and shoulder, not noticing his eyes open slowly to look down at me. It was only when his arms pulled my against him that I looked into his beautiful, chocolate caramel eyes, a smile gracefully making it's way onto his face.

"Just can't keep your hands off me, can you, Chibi?" His tone was smug because he knew he was probably right. Touching my boyfriend was like a drug, there was always this itching feeling to have my hands on him when I had the opportunity.

"Shut up, Dazai," I replied, though my actions differed from my words as I cupped his cheek in my hand.

Our lips joined together for the first kiss of the day, sweet and slow as our bodies woke up. I felt Dazai chuckle, hands running up and down my body as our lips slid over each other's.

It was nice waking up in the arms of my lover, nice being able to open my eyes and his face being the first sight of my day. There was nothing I would want more than this every morning, to feel this every morning.

I pushed myself closer against him, my chest pressing against his, and my knee came up to hook around his hip. I felt something hard press against my stomach, making the corners of my lips twitch up in amusement.

I pushed him so that he was laying on his back and I mounted his hips, breaking our kiss to sit up.

Looking down, my eyes traveled from his to his lips down his neck and chest until they were met with the sight of his wood.

"Happy to see me?" My hands moving from his chest to his shoulders and back, an amused smile on my face as I looked back up at his face.

His hands rested on my hips, a smug smirk as his eyes rested with mine. "I'm always happy to see you, baby."

I moved one of my hands down, wrapping my fingers around his cock and stroking it gently. "You seem a little extra excited this morning."

He laughed, "Can you blame me? This is the first morning in two weeks that I got to wake up next to you and you happen to be naked."

"Only because you fucked me wonderfully last night." I ran my thumb over the slit, making a hiss escape him. "And from the looks of things, breakfast is going to have to wait."

"Is that so? Well, you better get to riding there, cowboy, it's not going to stand forever."

I chuckled as I leaned forward, pecking his lips with mine before reaching over to the nightstand where the lube bottle was.

"We fucked only a few hours ago, think I need to be prepped?" I asked sitting back down on his thighs, my bare cock now rubbing against his. "It wouldn't hurt to be cautious."

I popped the cap and poured some into my hand before throwing the bottle onto the bed beside us. Dazai's eyes widened. "Is Chuuya going to be doing all the work?"

I smirked as I lifted myself onto my knees, bringing my hand with the lube behind me. "Why not? I'm going to give you show that you'll have etched in your mind all day." My index finger was just barely touching the skin of my ass. "Unless you don't want me to."

"Oh, baby, whether you do it or not, you'll still be on my mind all day." His smirk widened, his arms folding behind his head. "You doing this is a pleasurable plus with an added bonus of thinking about how much you enjoyed yourself when you rode on my cock this morning."

"Oh, trust me, Dazai." I pushed my index finger into my rim, feeling my walls pull my finger into. The one wasn't enough but I was giving him a show, I could spare a bit of patience. "I'll be the only thing on your mind today."

I set a pace with my finger, soon adding a second one in. It wasn't the amount  to equaled up to Dazai but it did feel good compared to just the one. I pumped them in and out of me, letting shaky little breathes escape from between my lips.

Dazai watched from between my legs, a stage but all the action was in back. He seemed the be enjoying it but I could tell he was itching to touch me, to put his hands on my hips and feel my skin. I never said he couldn't but he knows that if he touches me, I lose any and all control he has given to me.

"You're really enjoying yourself there, sweetheart, but don't you think it's about time for three fingers?" Dazai's eyes met mine.

I nodded, pulling the two out slightly so I could add a third finger. I let out a stuttered moan as I pushed them in, feeling as my fingers dragged a bit more against my walls.

"That's a good boy. So beautiful as you finger yourself for me," Dazai spoke encouragements, urging me to continue.

The problem was I couldn't. It felt good but I couldn't exactly reach the area I was wanting to so I could feel my pleasure. Before Dazai came back into my life, I used toys to get myself off, but I stopped using them since I could literally just ask my boyfriend for pleasure instead.

I groaned in frustration as I tried to find the right angle to see if I could hit my prostate. The angling wasn't the problem, it was that my fingers were too small. Dazai was usually the one that prepped me, so I didn't usually worry about it, except now, when I'm the one doing the work.

Dazai cleared his throat, grabbing my attention as I glared at him. He still had that smug, amused expression on his face. "Need some help?"

I narrowed my eyes at him, frustrated with his teasing. "No, I can do–" A thought came to mind. If I wasn't getting pleasure from my prostate then I could still get it from my cock.

I pulled my fingers out completely before leaning down and capturing Dazai's lips in a short kiss. "I'll be right back." I hopped off the bed and made my way to the closet, leaving Dazai confused on the bed.

I opened the closet door, looking in the floor for the bag of goodies I had bought while in Italy. I had to hide it or else Dazai would find them and ruin the surprise each time I pull something out. I found it and opened it up, looking through the contents.

"Chuuya, what are you looking for?" Dazai questioned, I heard shuffling from the bed.

"Stay, no getting up. If you do, I will stop and take my pleasure to the shower alone." I looked over my shoulder, seeing that Dazai had gotten up from the bed but was now sinking back down with a pout.

"I thought you wanted me to have you on my mind all day?" He was trying to make me feel bad about hiding what I was doing, but that wasn't going to work.

I continued digging through the bag. "And you will have me on your mind, you just have to stay– Ah ha! Here it is!" I closed the bag and placed it back where I had it before.

I closed the closet door before turning around to look at him, a mischievous look on my face as I hid my hands behind my back. "What color do you think best suits me, Osamu? Red, pink, green, or blue?"

He arched an eyebrow but answered nonetheless. "Red is your ravishing color, so how about that one?"

My smirk widened as I began stepping towards him. He watched me with cautious eyes, like I was going to pull knife on him or something, not like I haven't before.

I stopped in front of him, looking down at him as his hands reached out and ran up and down my legs. "So, you wouldn't mind putting this on me?" I brought my hand from behind my back, presenting him with the gift.

His eyes fell onto what I was holding before widening in disbelief. "Chuuya, baby, these are cock rings."

"I know what they are," I answered, opening the package containing them and pulling out the red silicone ring, setting the rest on the nightstand. "I bought them in Italy when I got my lingerie and a few other toys to play with."

Dazai opened his mouth but nothing came out. It wasn't everyday that I could pull a reaction like this from him, the man that predicted everything now sat in front of me, lost for words.

I used my clean hand and ran it through his hair. "I thought you enjoyed delaying my orgasms. If you don't want to use it then I can always–"

"We're using it." Dazai grabbed it from my hand quickly, his other hand coming around my waist and pulling me down as he pushed up, flipping us.

I now laid on my back as he stood above me. This wasn't exactly what I was expecting to happen when I introduced the rings but I could tell it was going to something to remember.

Dazai leaned down, pulling me into a hot and feverish kiss. I felt myself melt into it, not concerned with anything.

Until I felt the pressure at the base of my cock. I broke the kiss, pushing him up enough to look down to see that he had already put it on me.

"How did you– never mind, I forget you're skilled in pickpocketing and lock picking." I let me head fall back in the bed.

My boyfriend chuckled, the sound dark, rich, and dangerous. "I'm also skilled in the art of making you bend to my will. Now, on your stomach, mutt."

I blinked in confusion. "First off, I thought I was the one in control this time? Secondly, did you just call me a mutt?"

"You were in control then you introduced that pretty little ring of yours and I was motivated to take action myself." He grabbed my hips and flipped me over so I laid on my stomach.

He pulled my hips up, so my ass was in the air and I was on my hands and knees. "And I did call you a mutt because that's what you are, isn't it?" He leaned over me, his chest pressing against my back. His lips pressed next to my ear. "My adorable, obedient, little mutt."

I knew why he was calling me that but I couldn't deny that it was doing something to me. Dazai has almost always called me his dog but the fact that he was calling me his mutt was referring to my being the human vessel for Arahabaki.

I could play his game, especially since I know it's one we both can win.

I turned my head, meeting his dark, lust filled gaze. "Well, I'm prepped, so why don't you you get on with it then?"

He chuckled. "Oh, my poor baby, if you remember, you were having trouble with that part, so it's only right if I help you out some more."

He pushed off my back. "Turn around but stay on you hands and knees."

I rolled my eyes, of course he had to tease me more. I did as I was told, turning so I faced him, looking up at him for what to do next.

His smirk became a bit more sweeter as he leaned down, cupping my cheeks as he kissed me. I kissed back immediately, feeling the way things moved so smoothly between us.

His tongue swiped over my bottom lip, asking to enter which I allowed but not without a fight. Our tongues battled for dominance, pushing back and forth until I was defeated.

Dazai moved around my mouth, feeling wherever he could reach with his tongue, while I could only moan and hold him closer. After a while, we broke apart, catching our breathes as he ran his fingers through my hair.

"Now, I want you to grab that bottle of lube and pour some in my hand," he spoke softly, both hands were combing through my hair so that he could hold it in one hand and out of my face.

I reached back to where I had set the bottle before, opening it and pouring a generous amount onto his fingers before closing it and placing it back on the bed.

I looked at him as he smirked. "Good job, baby." He praised sweetly. "Now, you're going to suck me off while I finger you, alright?"

I arched an eyebrow at him. "You're being oddly generous, love."

His smirk didn't falter or change. "Oh, baby, we haven't gotten to the good part yet." He gently began to push my head down. "Now, down boy."

I lowered my head, taking his hard erection in my hand. I held his base is one hand as I licked the thumb of my other hand. I teased the tip of his cock, running my thumb of the slit and collecting the precum that came out.

I licked it off my thumb before I swiped my tongue over the tip. I licked along the sides of the head, flicking my tongue against the slit, as I wrapped my lips around it.

I heard Dazai make a pleased him above me, telling me he was enjoying it. He tightened his hold on my hair as I started to take him down bit by bit. Soon enough, he bottomed out, hitting the back of my throat.

We've had six months to work on my gag reflex and it was certainly paying off. Slowly, I pulled my head back and forth, being careful not to accidentally to touch his shaft with my teeth.

"Yeah, Chuuya. That's feel great, sweetheart," Dazai groaned above me, his voice dark. After a few seconds, I felt him lean over me, his fingers finding my entrance.

It was moments like this that I actually found being small worked wonders, especially with Dazai being taller than me. I could easily give him a mind blowing blowjob while he was already two fingers deep into me, dragging beautifully along my insides.

We continued like this for a bit longer until he added a third finger. On the first thrust, he aimed it straight for my prostate, making me moan around his cock.

"Shit, baby, how about we make you do that again?" He repeated the action thrusting his fingers in and into my prostate.

He created a pace of abusing it, making my moans carry on, throat vibrating against his cock. I had saliva running down my chin and probably dripping to the floor and I couldn't wipe it away or else I'd lose my balance.

The cock ring was becoming increasingly more uncomfortable but I knew it was something I had to endure since I brought it into this session. Maybe Dazai would take mercy of me and just hurry up and fuck me.

As far as making wishes, mine seemed to come true. Dazai's fingers left my entrance, leaving a cold feeling and making me shiver. He pulled me by the hair, his dick slipped from between my lips and causing me to choke on some saliva as it went down my throat suddenly.

He massaged his fingers through my hair as my choking fit calmed down, soothing the pain from how tightly he had been holding it.

"On your back, beautiful," he ordered as he leaned forward. He captured me in a kiss, head tilting to deepen the kiss as he wrapped his arms around me.

My fingers made their way into his hair and my legs over his hips as he lowered me onto my back. He broke the kiss to reach up and grab a pillow from the head of the bed, sliding in under my head.

My legs were on either side of his hips. He grabbed another pillow, supporting the arch of my waist as he slid it under my lower back and hips.

"Comfortable?" He asked, one hand on my waist and the other one on my thigh.

I nodded, moving my hips slightly to tell him where I wanted his attention. He smirked again, the hand on my thigh reaching over and grabbing the lube bottle one more time.

"I'm getting there, sweetheart. Have just a little bit more patience and I'll give you what you want." The hand he had on my waist left me, taking hold of himself and pumping from base to head a few times.

He opened the lube and poured some onto his cock as his fingers worked on his erection. He was enjoying himself, probably from having me spread out in front of him, waiting for him to fuck me.

I didn't have to wait long because Dazai moved back a bit, his upper body moving forward as he supported himself above me with one hand next to my head. The other was still holding his cock as he brought the tip to press against my rim.

A gasp escaped my lips at the burning hot touch of his erection, my insides craving the feeling of him inside of me.

"Ready?"

I nodded, letting a breathy "Yes," through my lips.

That's when I got to feel the pressure as he pushed himself inside me. He went in slowly, but not stopping until he bottomed out, hips meeting hips.

I let some whines and whimpers escape  me as Dazai leaned down and pressed his hest to mine. His lips pressing to the corners of my eyes where tears had probably slipped down.

"You're doing good, Chuuya. I'm going to make you feel so good." His voice was so gentle and sweet. It made me glad that Dazai knew how I enjoyed sex and what I'm in the mood for.

Right now, he knew I wasn't drunk or angry enough for something too rough, so he was soft and loving towards me. He whispered sweet words in my ear, calling me cute little pet names and rubbing his hands over the skin of my waist and hips.

I moved my hips a bit, signalling him that I was ready. He smiled against my cheek, leaving one last kiss there before  raising his head so it hovered over mine.

His thrusts started slowly, the feeling of his cock dragging against my walls felt much more blissful than his fingers. His hips rocked back and forth, quiet moans leaving my lips as my fingers remained buried in his hair.

"Osamu!" I spoke his name, a word that once seemed so foreign from my mouth when I spoke it but was now a part of my everyday vocabulary.

He groaned, his pace becoming a bit faster at the sound of his name. He loved when I called him by his name, he had told me that I had made him feel closer to me when I called him "Osamu" instead of "Dazai."

At some point his arms had come up, so he supported himself next to my head on his foreheads and elbows, his fists clinging the pillow under my head.

I felt the need for release coming upon me quickly, the only problem was the cock ring that restricted my orgasm. I whimpered louder, the fingers in his hair moving down his shoulders and arms.

"Osamu! P-p-please!" I cried out from the overwhelming pleasure, my eyes shutting as my back arched.

I heard him chuckle. "Are you wanting to cum, baby?" I nodded franticly, biting my bottom lip hard and tasting blood.

I felt one of the arms next to my head move before I could feel his fingers on my cock. They moved gently from the head down to the base. "Cum for me, Chuuya."

The pressure was gone from the base of my erection. His words had me seeing white as I could finally release, his name on as a cry from my lips.

He continued to thrust through my orgasm, his rhythm becoming uneven. After a few more thrusts, he buried himself as deep as he could get as he released his seed into me.

The hot feeling of him filling me was something I would never get tired of. It let me know, reminded me every time, that I was his and he was mine.

We stayed like that for a minute, catching our breathes and just relishing in the warmth of each other's bodies.

I felt warm kisses being peppered over my face, making me open my eyes and look into the eyes of my boyfriend.

"Hi," I said, cupping his face and running my thumb over his bottom lip.

He smiled, "Hello, gorgeous."

I could help the laugh that escaped me. "Of course you'd still think I'm gorgeous when I look like a mess."

He hummed, pushing himself up. His softened cock slipped out of me making me hiss from the cold feeling as I felt his warm cum start to seep out.

"I think you always look gorgeous, especially when I'm the reason you look like a mess."

I rolled my eyes. "Yeah, yeah. Good for you and your dominance." I set up, feeling the soreness from last night as it was only the start of it getting worse. "We need to take a shower."

"Or we could take a bath. I can start one and add some of those salts you like," He suggested, his fingers massaging my thighs.

I perched my lips, thinking about it for a second. "As nice as that would be, you'll be late for work."

Dazai smirked, the look spelling trouble in capital letters. He leaned forward, pressing a sweet and gentle peck to my lips. "I'm always late for work."

Hello! I know that I've been publishing on Thursdays instead of Friday or Saturday, but I get excited after finishing early that I can't help but publish a day early.

So, I had different plans for this chapter but it ended up becoming a chapter of complete smut. The plans I had, have been pushed to the next chapter and I'm super excited about it because I have been planning this since the beginning of the first book.

Like I have said before, I have plans, I just have some trouble getting there.

I also realized midway through writing this that the third chapter in the first book was a smut chapter too. I'm just excited I guess.

Anyway, no really big news so I should let you guys go on your merry way until the next chapter is out.

Have a wonderful morning, noon, and night! Bye!!!!