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Dazai slides off the couch, settles on his knees, his hands sliding up over Chuuya's thighs, tilting his head to look up at Chuuya, meeting his eyes. "We can try this, then." And then his hands move to open Chuuya's pants.

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Chuuya cannot help but enjoy the visual, Dazai between his legs on his knees. It's heady in a way that doesn't get old no matter how many times it happens. "Yeah," Chuuya agrees, his mouth feeling dry. He runs one hand through Dazai's hair and pulls him closer. "I bet you'll enjoy this."

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"You trying to make me choke on your dick?" He makes a soft amused noise before he's working clothing out of the way so he can lean in and run his tongue over the head of Chuuya's dick, a slow dragging stroke. Then he's just taking Chuuya to his base, letting the head slip down his throat. Chuuya's more than earned this reward, even without the room requirement after all.

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"Like you don't love it," Chuuya scoffs. His grip tightens in Dazai's hair, even as he lets Dazai do as he wants for now. His legs spread wider, and Chuuya rocks up against Dazai's mouth. He groans softly. So warm and soft around him so suddenly.

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Of course he does and Dazai hums around his head, letting the sound vibrate through Chuuya's shaft before he swallows, working his throat. Fingenails drag over his hips, down over his thighs.

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Chuuya's grip shifts to hold Dazai's head in place. He thrusts hard, short movements because that's all it takes to bury himself in Dazai's mouth. Chuuya holds Dazai there, swearing softly, until he can tell Dazai needs to breath. He lets Dazai back off but shortly pulls him down again to thrust into his mouth.

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He's almost dizzy by the time Chuuya lets him breathe, but he's right back on it once Chuuya's hips start moving again, his tongue dragging over the underside of Chuuya's shaft, teeth grazing lightly and Dazai swallowing hard around his head.

And then he's got one hand down, fingers working his own pants open to stroke himself.

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Chuuya growns and hisses. He grips not only Dazai's head but his shoulder. A firm grip that tightens when Dazai uses his teeth. He holds onto Dazai tight as he fucks his mouth. He hearts the sound of Dazai doing something to himself, and Chuuya grins. "Don't come before I do," he orders Dazai.

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Dazai relases himself, hand coming up curl around Chuuya's wrist, a hint of light appearing around his handn, even if it does nothing at the moment. And when he can breathe for a moment.

"Do you want to fuck me or come down my throat?"

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Yes, Chuuya thinks. However, he considers their surroundings—some housing that doesn't belong to them and isn't a hotel. It's probably best not to get too messy. Damn, he wishes they were doing this somewhere else. "Down your throat," Chuuya growls.

He leans over Dazai. "And you're not going to come until I tell you to."

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Dazai leans forward then, wrapping his lips around Chuuya and avoiding the question as he relaxes his throat. But he's not touching himself either, his focus on Chuuya.

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Chuuya leans back with a low moan. He rolls his hips up again and again, though he gives Dazai free movement of his head for the moment. He notices the lack of Dazai paying himself much attention but doesn't pay it much mind. He'll make sure Dazai enjoys himself.

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Dazai guides one of Chuuya's hands to his head, swallowing around him and teasing Chuuya's shaft with his tongue.

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Hint taken. Chuuya firmly grasps the back of Dazai's head and pulls him down as far as he can go. He fucks Dazai's mouth with small movements, pushing against his own grip. He pulls Dazai back to breath for only a moment before pulling it back down again. He repeats it until he finishes down Dazai's throat, gasping and holding him there until he's done.

His grip relaxes, and Chuuya breathes hard. He pulls Dazai back up to his level by his hair. "That's for that stupid prison break," he growls. "On your knees. Hold onto the back of the couch."

It's Dazai's turn, and Chuuya's doing this how he wants.

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"You'll have to update me on what happened. When I came in, you'd just shot me in the head." But he moves, settles into position and closes his eyes.

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Chuuya huffs. That was one of his least favorite parts of the whole thing. Shooting Dazai and not only shooting Dazai but doing so at the beck and call of Fyodor. Chuuya knew what he was getting into. The boss ordered it. Dazai's gloating, however well deserved in Fyodor's defeat, was unbearably irritating.

He tucks himself away, removes his hat, and adjusts to take Dazai in his mouth. Chuuya teases him first, swiping across the head and sucking at it on its own. He bobs shallowly until Dazai gets worked up before taking him deeper into his mouth.

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His hips rock, Dazai's cock slipping deeper into Chuuya's mouth, one hand sliding into his hair as he focuses on the sensations.

And Chuuya's name leaves his lips on quiet moans.

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That's right. Chuuya makes a pleased noise around Dazai's cock as he sucks him down deeper and deeper each time until he's taking him all the way. He uses a touch of teeth and takes a moment to lick the head again before returning to a regular rhythm.

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His fingers twist in Chuuya's hair, breathing a little rough as he rocks his hips. And then he's got a hand around his own throat, gasping Chuuya's name as his hips buck.

And when he comes, it's with a shudder and a stifled cry of Chuuya's name.

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Chuuya motions before Dazai finishes to do so. He can't talk, but he follows through by gesture on what he'd said earlier. More as a matter of sticking to his word than anything else. He swallows it down, making sure not spill any of it.

He pulls Dazai back down into his lap and holds him. After a couple moments, he says, "Now if that didn't work, I'd say we live here now."

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"I think you'd go crazy first if that happened." It's mild enough and Dazai's not pulling away but he is quiet for several moments.

"Do you want to ask me anything about Odasaku?"

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Probably true, but Dazai would probably die first. That's Chuuya's judgment.

He considers the question, almost like an offer. He sighs and shrugs. "Nothing you should have to answer," Chuuya says. "I don't want to force you to talk about him."

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"If I'm offering, you're not forcing me." But it's not an open ended offer either.

"Ask if you want to."

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Chuuya doesn't expect answers to the questions that most plague him about Oda, especially after seeing their final moments together. Why would he leave for Oda but not stay for Chuuya? That and its related questions. He knows better than to ask that.

"Why did you get along so well with Oda?" Chuuya asks. A lower hanging question, though by no means one guaranteed to get an answer.

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"He put up with me for days when he could have left me for dead. He got the better of me in a way nobody else could have managed. I mean he did cheat but it was a new experience." Dazai shrugged.

"He became comfortable for me. I'm not sure how else to describe it. There was plenty we didn't agree on but he saw me in a way I'm not sure anyone else has."