Kinniezai
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“There it is,” Chuuya said softly. “You feel that?”
Dazai’s ears flattened completely now, tail twitching in short, betrayed jerks. “Chuuya is doing this on purpose.”
“Yes.”
That honesty knocked something loose. Dazai twisted, turning his head just enough to glare back at him—eyes blown wide. “Chuuya likes this.”
Chuuya leaned closer, voice dropping. “I like you like this.”
Dazai pushed up onto his hands, climbing into Chuuya’s lap without asking, knees bracketing his hips. He was breathing harder, heat beyond obvious now—flushed, glossy, needy in a way he’d stopped trying to hide.
“This is unfair,” Dazai said hoarsely, grinding down without even pretending it was an accident. “Chuuya knew I was close.”
Heat makes Dazai soft, pliant, and soaked. He claws at the sheets and purrs for it while Chuuya fills him up, nice and deep, just how a good kitty deserves.
or: dazai wants to be fucked full and praised like a pretty pet. chuuya’s more than happy to indulge.