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Dazai and Akutagawa have to share a bed on a mission and poor Aku can't keep his mind out of the gutter, lucky for him Dazai takes care of it;
Akutagawa was absolutely fine until he actually tried to relax and realized that Dazai smelt really nice, like a campfire. Natural, husky...a whiff of alcohol. You could almost tell his personality just from his scent. His scent…
The black haired man was rarely close enough to Dazai to smell him, and while in the Mafia, his nose was usually bleeding so he didn't have much time to pick apart scents from the pungent aroma of copper.
Yeah, he was close to Dazai. They were in the same bed. Akutagawa mused that right now, Dazai could cease him from behind and kiss him on the neck. He turned over onto his back, peering at his former mentor's back as his heart thudded loudly.
“Dazai-san could pin me down and have his way with me right now… Hard and rough into the sheets and the bed would creak.” Akutagawa could feel blood rushing up to his cheeks and somewhere else.