Warning
NSFW right off

"You've held onto this ring for the last four years?" I sat there on the bed, stunned as my fiancé dried his hair with his towel.

He moved it from his face, giving me a smile. "The original plan was to ask you to marry me when we were eighteen but then everything happened and,  well–"

I knew what he meant so I nodded. I looked around the bedroom for what felt like the hundredth time tonight.

I had missed it here, using my own bathtub, making coffee in our kitchen, having the man I love within reach at night.

Everything was so great but something was missing.

I looked up at Dazai as he ran his fingers through his hair since the bastard doesn't believe in the use of  brushes.

"Can we bring Miya home?"

His eyes met mine again and the smile he gave was small. "I thought you wanted to have sex?"

I wrapped my arms around myself, turning my head away from him, my eyes landing on the little baby bed on his side of the bed.

"I do, but–" I lick my lips, not wanting to  feeling a selfish. "This is Miya's home too. Isn't it wrong to not bring her back home?"

"Baby, look at me." I did, watching him step closer to the bed. His hands cupped my face, making me look up at him as his smile widened. "We'll bring Miya home tomorrow."

I frowned. "But, Osamu–"

"Kouyou said we needed some alone time and that she would watch Miya tonight." His thumbs caressed my cheeks. "Besides, Miya's probably already in bed, and we wouldn't want to wake her, would we?"

I shook my head, still feeling bad that we didn't bring Miya with us in the first place.

"She's in good hands, Chuuya. You don't need to worry about her safety or any danger when she's with Kouyou." He gave a joking smirk. "That woman can scare even me."

I gave a small laugh at that because it was true.

"The point is, we need to be able to have time together without worry every once in a while and we have that opportunity." He leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to my lips.

I leaned up into the kiss, my arms coming up to wrap around his neck, fingers burying themselves in brunet waves.

His hands moved down from my face, running down my chest and stomach until they reached the belt of my bathrobe. The kiss became more heated, his tongue sliding against mine as he untied my belt.

My robe fell open slightly but didn't stay like that for long with the way Dazai's hands were already pushing it, open baring my semi-naked body to him, had I not put on boxers.

Hands moved down again, one wrapping around my waist while the other found the bend of my knee, pulling it up around his waist. My other leg followed as he lifted me up, pushing me farther up the bed towards the headboard.

I laid back on the bed as Dazai slotted himself between my legs. Before he could lean down over me, I pressed my hands to his chest, pushing slightly to break our kiss.

My lover pouted. "Chuuya!"

I chuckled, finally letting my hands roam down his chest. "It's only fair that I help you take yours off since you were so helpful with mine."

"You still technically have yours on though." He sat up nonetheless, letting me sit up in front of him and run my hands down to his bathrobe belt to untie it.

When I finished, I pushed it open, revealing Dazai in nothing but the robe.
My eyes met his as he gave me a grin.

"You're really horny, aren't you?" I asked as he shrugged the robe from his shoulders and tossed it off the bed.

"The last time we had sex, it was more of a fuck because we were sex deprived." His fingers moved over my shoulders, pushing my robe off slowly before discarding it off the bed with his. "Tonight, I'm looking to make love to my fiancé."

I hummed, brushing my lips against his. "So, you're horny."

He chuckled, nodding his head. "Yeah, I am."

I huffed out a laugh, pressing my lips to his as I pulled him down over me as my back hit the mattress again.

Our lips slid over each others, our tongues dancing to the music we made. Hands roamed everywhere, hot skin pressed together as we kissed fiercely, neither of us wanting to release the other.

We did have to eventually, pulling back just enough to breathe.

I looked into his eyes, my fingers coming up to comb through his bangs, moving them so I can look at his face.

"I love you, Mackerel."

He smiled, stroking his thumb over my cheekbone. "I love you too, Slug."

After catching some of my breath, I decided to switch things up. I used my legs, pushing Dazai over onto his back so I was on top, straddling his hips. My ass rested on his half hard erection, making a soft groan leave him as his hands rested on my thighs.

"Does that feel good, love?" I asked, grinding against him gently.

He hummed, hands moving up to my hips. "It feels better when I'm inside you."

"We'll get there." I lended down, kissing him sweetly on the lips before moving down to his jaw and neck. I made my way down his chest, pressing a kiss to every scar I could on my way down.

I heard Dazai make a noise above me, like a mix between an unsure hum and a groan. I looked up at him, arching an eyebrow at him.

"What?"

He was looking down at me, biting the inside of his cheek. "As much as I love your mouth on my cock, I was thinking of starting off with something else."

I sat up, narrowing my eyebrows as he sat up as well, swinging his legs off the side of the bed. He got up and turned back to face me, hands cupping my face  before pressing a gentle peck to my lips.

"I know you love giving me blowjobs but you rarely get them and I feel like I should do something about that tonight."

He grabbed me from under both of my knees and swung me to face him, which resulted in me falling back onto the bed as he pulled me closer to him. He stood between my legs, rubbing my knees as he looked down at me with a grin.

"Tonight is about pleasuring you and making you happy, baby."

"But you cock does make me happy and pleasure me," I said, earning me a smile and a chuckle as Dazai leaned down and started pressing kisses to my jaw.

"We'll get there," he repeated my words from earlier, sucking spots over my neck and collarbone.

His hands accompanied his mouth on my body, touching my skin so delicately, leaving spots to turn into marks.

I let out soft moans as he mouth moved lower, lips sucking and kissing as Dazai gets on his knees on the ground. I raise to my elbiws to look down at him as his head was between my open legs.

He gave me a smirk, pressing a kiss to the inside of each of my thighs as he laid them over his shoulders.

I arched my eyebrow at him. "How do you plan to suck me off if I'm wearing underwear, idiot?"

He looked from me to my boxers and back up again. "I know what I'm doing, chibi, relax and calm your pretty self."

I rolled my eyes, watching him as he caressed my thighs, kissing the skin as his hands move up my hips to the waistband of my boxers.

His fingers slipped under, tugging the last article of clothing I had on down. He lifted my right leg and laid it on with my other one on his left shoulder as he pulled my boxers up and off of me, discarding them to the floor before moving my leg back.

His eyes focused on my erection, laying on my stomach, hard and red, ready to be touched.

He hummed. "Now, this is a perfect angle. If I were a photographer, I would definitely get a picture from here."

I flicked his forehead, earning a pout from my lover. "Stop being a pervert."

Dazai chuckled, nipping at my thigh this time. "Hard to do that in the position we're in, sweetheart." But he moved his head forehead, his tongue moving up the length of my cock to the tip.

A moan escaped me. Falling back, my fingers found soft waves of hair as Dazai continued, his own fingers wrapping around my erection.

"Shit! Osamu!" I moaned out  back arching. He chuckled, sucking at the tip lightly.

Knowing him, he was probably watching me, focusing on my every reaction and listening closely to my every sound. Ever since the first time Dazai and I had sex, he made sure to pay attention, made sure to look for what made me feel good.

"Baby, look at me." His voice was heavy with seduction, too much to resist as I raised my head and looked down at him.

He had a smirk that spelled trouble, right before taking the head in his mouth slowly, not once breaking eye contact.

I let out a loud moan, feeling the way his tongue slid just under it, teasing and making pleasure shake through me. My head fell back down to the bad, my hands tightening in his hair.

It really wasn't often that Dazai gave me head, usually I preferred giving it to him. It wasn't that I didn't like it because it was very enjoyable, but I liked the feeling of his dick in my mouth, the slight power I had to bring him to a mess.

He continued teasing under the head for a few seconds more before giving it a suck and pulling off with a pop. Licking his lips, he caressed my thighs again.

"How's it feel, baby?" He asked as one of his hands left my thigh and I felt his arm reach.

"Good," I panted, head starting to feel fuzzy as I releases my tight hold on his hair to run my fingers through it instead.

He hummed. "Good." I heard the sound of the nightstand drawer opening. "Because I'm about to add to your pleasure, my love."

The drawer closed and the sound of a cap popping open was heard. Dazai pulled back a little bit and when he leaned forward again, I felt his finger as it ran over my entrance, wet and cold with lube.

My back arched as he started to push in, a moan leaving my lips loudly. Times like these makes me glad we don't live in an apartment.

"That's it, beautiful." Dazai set up a slow thrust with his finger. "Taking it very well."

God, his voice always adds to the experience, the sound always so alluring and sweet, yet mysterious and dangerous.

He pulled his hand back slightly, slippinh another finger in along with the first, setting a bit of a fast pace. My hand sleft his hair to grab the bed sheets as I moaned again, the pleasure overwhelming.

Everything felt so good, my head in a daze from how amazing the stretch was. The only things I could think of was the pleasure and–

"Osamu!"

He chuckled. "Want to see the stars, baby?"

I nodded fiercely, not caring what he did to me. I was panting hard, trying to breathe as properly as I could, but once his mouth was back on my length, all my breath was gone.

The feeling of his mouth and his fingers working in the same rhythm felt amazing, mindblowing. His lips went all the way down to the base as he his fingers hit my prostate, my promised stars filling my vision.

The stimulation was getting me close, the tightening in feeling in my stomach starting to become painfully pleasurably.

"O-Osamu! I-I'm about to–"

He hummed around my cock, going down a few more times before pulling up to suck at the head. That was it for me, my orgasm washing over me hard.

I closed my eyes and let out a scream as  the rush took over everything, numbing my nerves and making them ache slightly.

Dazai didn't pull off, taking it all as he continued to move his fingers inside me. When he pulled off, he gave some licks to my member before getting up from the floor.

I opened my eyes when I felt a hand brush against my cheek, looking at my fiancé through tear blurred eyes.

"You look like a mess, Chuuya." His hand brushed my bangs from my face, moving down to cup my chin and press a kiss to my lips.

He started to slowly thrust his fingers again where he had stopped, causing a whine to escape me from the overstimulation.

"Shh, baby, I still got to finish prepping you," he cooed, pressing kisses to my face.

I clung to him, burying my face in his neck as he added a third and fourth finger together.

"This may be a bit of a stretch for you, but you can take it, sweetheart."

Dazai knew my limits, knew what I could or couldn't take. He knew how many orgasms he could pull from me in a set amount of time.

I trusted him with my heart, body, and soul, and he knew this.

He kissed me as he worked me open, making sure not to go too fast so he doesn't send me over unexpectedly.

Soon, the pain from the overstimulation shifted back into pleasure, my cock starting to harden again. Whines and whimpers were replaced with moans as they left my lips, only to be swallowed up by Dazai as he kissed me again and again.

When the kiss broke, Dazai was pulling back, I whimpered when he pulled his fingers out and I tried reaching my arms out for him to come back.

He chuckled softly, interlacing his fingers with mine. "As sweet as it is to have one of Yokohama's most dangerous criminals hold me, I need you to scoot up the bed so I can get on. My back and legs are starting to hurt from how I'm standing."

I blinked a few times, trying to process what he was saying. My brain was still fuzzy from all the pleasure and my breath was still ragged from the kissing.

"Chuuya, baby? You in there somewhere?" Brown eyes searched my face with fondness and concern. "The goal was to make love, not fuck you stupid."

I processed that and I laughed  "All you've done is finger me and suck me off." I pulled myself up, moving back on the bed so my head was on the pillow.

He crawled on the bed along with me, still holding my hand. I spend my legs open, letting him slide between them.

"I need to borrow my hand for a moment, chibi. I love you but I don't want to hurt you by not having enough lube."

I let him have his hand back, watching him as he reach over the side of the bed where he left the bottle of lube on the floor. I nearly choked on a laugh when he almost fell off the bed trying to get it.

He slapped me on the thigh, the sound echoing through the room and making me jump slightly at the sensation.

"Ow, what was that for?" I pouted at him as he caressed the skin with his hand before using it to open the cap on the bottle.

"No laughing at me," he said, pouring a good amount into his messy hand before bringing it down to stroke it over himself in long strokes.

He let out a sigh, eyes closing at the first contact on his cock since we started. The scene was erotic and only made me much more aroused.

There have been countless times where I've walked in on Dazai masturbating, some of those times, I ended up fucked and some of them ended with my own session elsewhere with the image of him in my brain.

A few of those times were also back when he was still in the Port Mafia before we had started messing around with each other.

The cap popping closed and being thrown on the bed somewhere had me focusing on my fiancé again as he moved closer to me, the tip pressed against my entrance.

His clean hand slipped back into mine, pinning it to the pillow beside my head. His eyes found mine as he gave me a smile, far too sweet for a devil like him.

"Are you ready, my love?"

I nodded, licking my lips. "Yes."

He made sure he was lined up properly, pushing in slowly, a soft groan leaving him. He leaned over me, kissing my lips as he continued in, making shallow thrusts as he did.

Once he bottomed out, he paused, breaking our kiss and resting his forehead against mine.

"Damn, why are you the perfect size for my cock?"

I chuckled, running the hand he wasn't holding through his hair. It felt so good having him inside me, sent heat and pleasure throughout my body. "Someone worked hard to make sure it's like that."

He lifted his head and looked down at me with a smug smirk. "I bet he's quite handsome if you let him in here often. Lucky bastard."

I smiled with a happy hum. "I'm quite lucky myself then."

He stared at me for a few more seconds, expression filled with so much fondness and love. "Can I move now?"

I nodded. "Go ahead."

Dazai shifted slightly and from that alone, I was gasping. He pulled his hips back a little bit, thrusting forward gently, starting a pace that wasn't too much for my still slightly overstimulation body.

The currently angle of his thrusts was just barely hitting my prostate, teasing it by just the edge. We kissed and moaned against each others lips, pleassure and bless consuming us both.

"I-I'm going to g-go a little faster, baby, o-okay?" He stuttered out, sitting up enough to change his angle and–

"Fuck!" I shouted, my back arching off the mattress.

"Oh? D-did I get you?" Dazai sounded proud of himself, doing another thrust just to hit my prostate dead on and make me moan loudly.

He started again, his pace a bit faster now along with his hits to my prostate over and over again. It felt numbing and amazing, my body aching for more of his touch, inside and out.

My vision was blurred as tears of pleasure ran down my cheeks, the room filled with the sound of our shared moans and slap of skin against skin. I couldn't feel anything but Dazai, couldn't think about anything but him.

The pressure in my gut was growing again, becoming hot and too much for me to hold back for long. My prostate felt abused from how much he's hit it, but I couldn't get enough of it.

"O-Osamu!" I whimpered out, clinging to his shoulder. "I'm a-about to–"

"Me t-too, baby, let's do it to-together, alright?"

I didn't answer, I couldn't. It was too much yet not enough, my mind felt like it was melting from it all. Thinking was nearly impossible at this point, Dazai being my only thought.

My second orgasm was about to hit, my fiancé's thrusts becoming uncoordinated and slower.

I moaned, "Osamu!" My hand tightened on his shoulder.

"Chuuya," he groaned in return, hand squeezing mine tightly.

White covered both our stomach as I felt warmth fill me up as we share our releases. Dazai rode through his orgasm, pressing his cum back into me as his thrusts started to be come slower and slightly harder and deeper until he came to a stop inside me.

His lips found mine, kissing me more breathless than I coild get. Pulling away, he pulled out and rolled over onto his back, breathing ragged as he held a smile.

"That," he started, still trying to catch his breath, "was great."

I hummed, pressing my legs together, trying not to let his cum drip out of my ass before clean up. I turned my head to look at him and my eyes widened.

"Shit! You're bleeding!" I sat up, looking at the three long bloody marks that ran down his shoulder.

He turned his head to look at me before looking at his shoulder, smile transforming into a smirk. "Looks like I am, Chuuya must have really been enjoying the sex then."

I instantly looked down at the hand that had been on his shoulder and sure enough, there was blood under my nails and on my finger tips.

"It's fine, it stings but doesn't really hurt."

I felt Dazai shift on the bed before dropping a kiss to my cheek. I looked at him as he was getting off the bed and heading towards the bathroom.

"You stay there and and relax. I'll bring you something to clean up," he said before disappearing into the bathroom.

I frowned but laid back down. I felt sticky and tired, two orgasms took a lot of my energy.

My closed my eyes, letting them rest for a minute. I heard Dazai when he came back, humming to himself as he approached but I couldn't open my eyes, they felt too heavy.

"I must have worn him out," he chuckled. "Don't worry, chibi, I'll take care of you."

He always did take care of me and I knew he always would as I felt the warm cloth as he moved over my stomach, cleaning me of my mess. I knew I could count on him and that he would be there when I needed him.

This ring on my finger was more than a gift and a proposal. It was a promise.

Hello, hello!

I have been so excited for these chapters.

We have a few more fluff chapters and then I can't promise everything will stay nice and dandy. Sorry.

Anyway, I hope you all enjoyed this chapter and I thank you for sticking with me even though I am slowly getting more confused on what I'm writing.

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