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Suddenly, Dazai’s throat is dry, his ears are ringing, palms sweaty in anticipation. Chuuya takes a step forward and puts his hand on Dazai’s nape, standing on tiptoes and leaning toward his ear. The other Chuuya walks around him, pressing his whole body against Dazai’s, hands traveling from his waist down to his hips.
“Do you think you can handle this, shitty mackerel?” Chuuya murmurs into his ear, running his hand through Dazai’s hair, tugging ever so slightly, the way he knows drives Dazai absolutely mad.
Dazai’s breath catches in his throat. Chuuya has always had this ability to render him speechless with his sharp tongue and fervent touch. Now that he has two pairs of Chuuya’s hands traveling along his body, he feels like his brain has short circuited.
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Another Chuuya suddenly appears in Dazai and Chuuya's apartment. They make the most out if it.