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Pressed this close, he can scent the light fragrance of scotch and melancholy that clings to Dazai's flesh adoringly, let himself for a few beats mellow at the incandescent heat the detective always emanates, nuzzling closer than before. It lures him in like a beacon on a stormy winter night, the ever tender skin under his tongue, the vestige of intimacy he's tasted on those chapped lips far too many and too few times before.
He's always hated it, how easy it was to forget every awful thing about his partner once their bodies were tangled in the soft haven of quiet rooms where hands only long to touch and mouths lose words against one another, but he's helpless to it all the same.
Or, the first time Chuuya takes Dazai back into his bed four years after Dazai's betrayal of the port mafia.