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[thesettingsun]

⌛ Who: Dazai and Mafia House
⌛ What: pheromones pheromones pheromones
⌛ When: after they get back to the house
⌛ Where: Mafia House
⌛ Warnings: NSFW

[What is that sweet smell that's wafting through the house? The one that hints vaguely of cherries? It's coming from Dazai's room, whatever it is.

Investigating will reveal Dazai sprawled out on his bed in a sweat, a dazed expression on his flushed face. The smell hits much harder in close quarters, not helped by the way Dazai reaches out for his visitor.]

H-help me out here...?

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[blackbeastcoat]

[ He'd come back from doing a job and had been relaxing in his room, reading a book he'd picked up when a sweet smell assaulted his senses. At first Akutagawa had been able to ignore it, but after a couple of minutes? It has him getting up and going in search of what the cause of it is, breath catching in his throat when he saw Dazai.

The smell was much stronger, his grip tightening on the doorframe. ]

Just how do you want me to help you, exactly?

[ Akutagawa's voice is rough, low and lined with restraint even as he steps forwards so he can eventually kneel on the bed, one hand placed near Dazai's head as he hovered over him. ]

[thesettingsun]

Fuck me, please-

[He's still dressed, but everything feels too hot and sticks too much to his skin. He pants shallowly, reaching to tug at Akutagawa's coat.]

Bend me in half and tell me I'm a good slut-

[blackbeastcoat]

[ Oh god. Why the hell was hearing Dazai say that just... so infinitely appealing right now? That smell was assaulting his senses and making it hard to think at all whatsoever. ]

That's-- [ He cleared his throat, a flush distinctly on his cheeks. ] Is that something you really would like? Being called that...

[ At least he's moved as to settle between Dazai's legs now, one hand on the other man's leg while the other was beginning to work on taking off what clothes he DID have on still. ]

[thesettingsun]

Yes. [It comes out as a moan, as he lifts slightly off the bed to help Akutagawa undress him.] It feels like praise, when you're saying it to me like this. I don't mind being a whore as long as I'm your whore.

[blackbeastcoat]

[ There's something of a conflicted look on his face but he didn't stop what he was doing in the slightest. He still didn't quite get it but if Dazai wanted it then he would give it a try. ]

S-So you're saying you'd not mind if I were to use Rashomon to bind your hands above your head and fuck you, because you're such a good little... whore?

[ Shh he's trying. At least he's gotten Dazai's clothes off now and he's working on getting rid of his coat at least. One hand trailing up along the other man's leg before grasping it at the knee and pushing it forwards until it was bent back towards Dazai, exposing him without a second thought. ]

[thesettingsun]

[Akutagawa's trying and that's what matters. Dazai's response is unambiguously positive.]

Please, yes- I'm all yours, you can do whatever you want with me...!

[He sits up enough that he can chase after Akutagawa's lips in a heated kiss.]

[blackbeastcoat]

[ Getting such a positive reaction is definitely encouraging, and he definitely doesn't hesitate to return the kiss with just as much heat and passion. Something he does all while activating Rashomon as it's tendrils shoot out to find Dazai's wrists and pull them up above his head, affixing them in place which left his hands free now to roam across Dazai's exposed skin hungrily.

Whether he had lube around or not, he was going to make this work despite his impatience to just get to it. ]

[thesettingsun]

[Being bound by Rashomon is always a thrill. Even with Dazai's enhanced strength, there's no way he can get free - he really is at Akutagawa's mercy. He twists in Rashomon's grip as Akutagawa's hands make him shudder.]

Nightstand-

[Of course he has lube, what do you take him for.]

[blackbeastcoat]

[ God. Just watching - and feeling - Dazai getting all worked up from being restrained really did have that arousal of his stirring fully. His hands are free to move and go grab the lube, and just maybe grind himself against the other man's crotch enticingly. ]

Dazai. I'm going to make sure to fuck you into this mattress, but you'll like it, won't you?

[ Akutagawa's one hand has taken up unbuttoning his shirt and then worked at his pants, breath ragged. No, he isn't an expert at this but he's trying his best. Especially since now he's moving down as to settle between the other man's legs, a smirk on his lips. ]

You smell too good. I really do want to devour you..

[thesettingsun]

I love it, Akutagawa-sama, please-

[He arches into Akutagawa as best he can, grinding up into him to get a tiny bit of relief.]

Make a mess of me ♥

[blackbeastcoat]

[ Keeping Rashomon holding Dazai's wrists down really was nice, when he could watch the other man writhe in an attempt to get more contact. Something only spurred on through hearing those words, and after some shifting? He coated a couple fingers in the lube and pressed at Dazai's entrance lightly. ]

Hn. Very well. Just don't regret it later.

[ With that said, he pushed his finger in and licked his lips. Even using one hand to move down and give a couple of strokes to that neglected cock. ]

I doubt you will, though. Just be patient a little longer.

[thesettingsun]

Never -

[Dazai could never regret Akutagawa fucking him. The idea would be laughable if he wasn't too busy moaning at Akutagawa's touch. He doesn't have much range of motion, but he rocks as best he can onto Akutagawa's finger, demanding more more more.]

[blackbeastcoat]

[ It's like music to his ears. Each time he moves his finger, and even adds a second inevitably. There's a slight, almost rough impatience to his actions but never enough where Dazai would be hurt.

Infact, he's still gentle in the way he not only gives gentle strokes, to the way his hand roams over the other's exposed skin almost lovingly. ]

[darkdisgrace]

[Chuuya had come home from a job and briefly noticed the smell, but he'd figured it was some sort of perfume, at first. Instead he headed to the bath to wash up, cleaning away lingering sweat from a day's work.

He leaves the bathroom a little later, hair still wet and clad in only a pair of loose pants, but if anything that smell is stronger. He can't help but follow his nose... right to Dazai's door.

He slides the door open, curious and completely unabashed about the possible invasion of privacy. Dazai does the same with his room, after all.]

Dazai...? What's-- oh.

[There's an interested lilt in his voice now, curiosity warring with arousal at the sight of him.]

And what exactly happened to put you in such a state, hm?

[He'll step inside, closing the door behind him. Maybe, just maybe he likes hearing him beg.]

[thesettingsun]

[Good question, and Dazai actually thinks about it for a second. A difficult feat when he's in this state.]

Kizuna?

[This has never happened to him before, and he didn't see any weird plants.]

[darkdisgrace]

Sure you didn't eat something strange? Because you smell like a fancy cherry cake.

[Good enough to eat.

He's eying Dazai like he's considering the possibility of joining him, but not moving-- not just yet.]

[thesettingsun]

Nothing out of the ordinary - Chuuya, please, I can't deal with this on my own-

[If it's begging he wants, it's begging he'll get.]

You can do anything you want with me, just touch me, please-

[darkdisgrace]

Oh? Can't you?

[The scent in the room and the way Dazai looks right now already has him getting half-hard, but he wants to see how desperate he can get.]

And that's a pretty vague request, too. Touch you how? Where?

[thesettingsun]

Fuck me please, please, I need you in me-

[Dazai's certainly no better, and he palms himself lightly through his clothes. He can already tell that he won't be able to satisfy himself, not when he's worked up like this, but he doesn't think Chuuya will leave him to deal with it alone.

...Probably.]

[darkdisgrace]

There we go. That's a good boy.

[He grins as he steps forward, just to the edge of the bed.

But... he wants to see if he can push just a little more. He holds out a hand to Dazai, uncaring of the fact both of them are already plenty worked up.]

Come on, show me how much you want it.

[thesettingsun]

[That's a hint to get on his knees, isn't it? Dazai'd be happy to do so even without the praise, but when Chuuya calls him a good boy, he can get him to do anything.

He shuffles onto the floor, quickly drawing Chuuya's cock out of his pants and wrapping his lips around it. Descending on him like a starving man - that's about how he feels right now.]

[darkdisgrace]

[His hand curls in Dazai's hair immediately, a low sigh escaping him when Dazai's lips wrap around him. There's no underwear in Dazai's way-- only the loose pants he pulled on on his way to his room.]

You don't even need to be asked do you...? So eager...

[thesettingsun]

[Dazai moans in agreement. He doesn't need to be asked when it's Chuuya.

He bobs his head, taking more of him in on each pass until Chuuya's cock passes into the back of his throat. He wraps a hand around what little he can't fit in his mouth, bracing the other hand on Chuuya's leg to keep himself steady.]

[darkdisgrace]

[Chuuya exhales sharply as Dazai takes him deeper, fingers curling just a little tighter in his hair. He meant to rile him up for the sake of a mindblowing orgasm, but he might actually come early if this keeps on too long...]

If you're already this wrecked, I wonder how you'll look when I finally fuck you...? Will one time be enough for you, or will I have to fuck you through orgasm after orgasm like a hungry little whore...?

[thesettingsun]

[Oh, oh- Chuuya knows what being called that does to him, and he indulges him in the best way possible. He groans in response, muffled around Chuuya's cock.

He inches forward until his nose presses against Chuuya's pubic bone, swallowing around him a few times.]