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It was around 2 in the morning and yesterday was a disaster for him, it's clearly to say that he very much deserved this beauty sleep. It was almost no sounds in the apartment room except Dazai's slow breathing. Normally, Dazai would be very much annoyed by his own breath, it would sometimes drive him insane and cause another meltdown episode.
But not this night.
Before going to sleep, Dazai took some antipsychotics and hypnotics, just enough to make him sleep peacefully for at least one night and not another overdose and ended up in the hospital again. Dazai's past in the Port Mafia pushed him to be a light sleep bitch but those pills really did a great effect on him that made him barely realize that someone was breaking into his house.
[𝘍𝘺𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘳'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝]
It surprised the Russian that tonight, his playmate didn't wake up and greet him like he always does. Dazai was still breathing, that's a relief, he didn't want to break into his rival's house just to fuck a cold corpse. Fyodor walked over then kneeled down, right next to Dazai's head. He checked the pulse on the brunette's neck, it's perfectly fine. It didn't take Fyodor long to realize Dazai used some drug to stay this 'peaceful', he knew from the moment he didn't see Dazai greet him of course, but give it a check never to hurt anyone.
Stared at and adored his sleeping beauty only for 5 seconds, Fyodor quickly remembered his job and why he was here. The hand on Dazai's neck, it pressed down a little, enough to make Dazai shift but not choking him, not yet, the choking would be saved for later, and started trailing down from his neck, soon to the collarbone and then his chest. Fyodor felt the warmth that's embracing his hand between the sleeping's skin and his shirt, and also, his heart beats. At least he was still sober enough to not cut Dazai's chest open and pull his heart out and eat it. But he still needs his playmate to be alive. If Dazai's dead, there would be no fun left for him, not really, but Dazai's one of his favorites. Fyodor used his free hand to take out a red robe.
"I was hoping to show you this to see how happy you would be... But I guess surprise you also works as well, eh?"
He ended it with some chuckles and started undressing Dazai, throwing his clothes somewhere in this room. This place was already enough, there was no reason for Fyodor to be careful with it. He pulled Dazai to sit up and admired the other's beauty for a brief moment. Usually, Dazai is gorgeous and tonight, he still is, but less lively (no matter how much he wished to die, he still shines like a diamond), it's like Fyodor was playing with a doll. Fyodor just sighed out of boredom then started with the 'robe' business.
[𝘋𝘢𝘻𝘢𝘪'𝘴 𝘗𝘖𝘝]
Dazai woke up as soon as he felt something pressing onto his neck and chest, rubbing against his skin. It would feel burns if he do a sudden move or twist, slightly painful for him but for one that already got used to being torture and abuse, this is almost nothing. His arms were behind his back by then, got tied up together making him almost unable to move. He knew who was there with him, of course, he always knew, and that name was always there. The concept of what was happening only made him turn on, and even if it wasn't sex but for assassinate, Dazai would even be more pleased. He let out a soft chuckle that caught the Russian's attention.
"...Having a gift for me, huh?" Fyodor~"
"It was supposed to be a gift but since you didn't wake up by the time I got in, I would like to call it a surprise now. You like it?"
Fyodor grabbed on where the robe was tightened around Dazai's neck and pulled it, causing Dazai to let out a choked noise, he purposely whined and moaned out a little just to tease Fyodor back.
"Mmm... Oh... It's perfect..."
"I knew it would... Let's start the fun, shall we?~"
It wasn't a question for anything at all, he was just being polite. And Dazai just nodded. It was their thing to tease the other like that, Fyodor would just ask Dazai something then do what he prefers anyway, not caring if Dazai is comfortable or not and Dazai just tag along with it since there's almost nothing can makes him uncomfortable and since the first time the two had sex together, Dazai never did feel uncomfortable.
Fyodor got Dazai to sit on his laps and pulled him close so that Dazai's back was leaned over him. He held Dazai close, skin touching each other and Fyodor started to trail his fingers all over Dazai, caressing him from his waist, soon to abdomen and then his chest. Hums came out of Dazai then a soft moan as he felt the hands pressing against his chest, near where his nipples ought to be, trying to get them hard and more sensitive. Dazai quivered a little when he felt fingertips rubbing onto the base, slowly and steady but that's just enough to get him on.
"Moan for me Dazai, I know you're enjoying it~"
"Only if you- 𝘈𝘩!~"
Dazai let out a yelp as he felt his nipple being pinched and twisted a little, fingers still rubbing around the skin near it. Fyodor could go harder, causing Dazai to pain and he would enjoy it anyway but they were just starting, why the rush yet? Fyodor kept on caressing Dazai until they both paused and turned to look at the other.
"Did you just drool on my hands? / Did you just pour lube onto my nipples?"
The light in the room was dimmed but obviously enough for them both to look and see what caused the problem.
The answer was simple: Due to the amount of antipsychotics that Dazai took more than necessary everyday and also to the countless times Fyodor overstimulated those poor things. Which, were the reasons that caused Dazai to lactate. So the thing that was 'drooling' onto Fyodor's hands was milk, 𝘋𝘢𝘻𝘢𝘪'𝘴 milk.
"Well isn't this surprising?~"
Fyodor kissed Dazai's nape and chuckled. He wanted to go for the neck a little more but his height didn't allow him to, having Dazai sitting on his lap only made Dazai a few inches taller. He looked up to see Dazai's expression but only to see the back of Dazai's head, he was looking away. 𝘖𝘩, Dazai was embarrassed, which rarely happened. Sure sometimes Fyodor gets to see Dazai flustered and all but embarrassed and humiliated was almost never. That was a bliss to see Dazai like that. Fyodor smirked, which was a bad omen for Dazai's sake… At least only for the night. He pinched the teats harder, causing Dazai to jerk and moan as the milk splosh out, it was only a small amount but it was more than enough to leave a mess on Dazai.
He turned Dazai over to face him, which was quite easy for him since Dazai is always somewhat submissive and obedient when it comes to him, mostly about sex but he didn't find that a bad thing. As then, Fyodor was finally able to see the blessing the god gave him. Sure Dazai was a pretty one, the amount of scars on his body only made him more amusing to look at but more than that, right then his hair was more messy, his eyes looked watery and he was blushing so hard that even his nape and shoulder started to turn red too. Fyodor crouched down a little, enough so that his mouth could reach Dazai midriff and he got his tongue out and started licking up from there, not planning to waste any drop of the milk.
"You rat really are a weird one...."
Dazai tried to laugh it off and mocked but immediately got pinched again.
"Don't be such a meanie, I have a heart too you know?~"
With that, Fyodor moved up and started sucking Dazai's off, one hand playing with the other side while he moved his free hand down and reached down to Dazai's bottom and gave it a gentle squeeze before he actually got down to business.
Dazai shivered a little as he felt two fingers running through, brushing against his rim a few times before pressing in, making his way inside. Fyodor pressed two fingers into Dazai and started to move it in and out of Dazai slowly, helping Dazai to loosen. At one point, they both ran out of patience so Fyodor picked Dazai up and walked to the small bedside cabinet and grabbed a lube which was almost run out because Dazai forgot to buy some refill, but at least it shall be enough for the night.
Cold liquid got poured onto Dazai's skin and soon enough got lead into him. Fyodor's fingers started to go faster and he started to scissoring inside Dazai and the raven just decided to torment Dazai a little more because seeing him get desperate and miserable was really worth the wait. The bondage really did a great job keeping Dazai in place and not jumping onto Fyodor to tear him up. He wants the other to beg for what he wants. Around almost 5 mins later, Dazai finally broke as he got too overwhelmed. Through those panting and moaning, a 'Please' came out, a desperate, embarrassed pleading slid out of his lips.
"Oh? What's that you saying Dazai? You have to speak it louder, you know?"
Dazai snarled but still obeyed the order.
"...Please, fuck me Fyodor. I can't- fuck... I can't take it any longer!..."
"Glad that you said so~"
Fyodor started to unzip his pants and free the thing that long ago made a tent out of his boxer. He stroked himself a few times before leading it right to Dazai's, making the tip and the entrance lean against the other. Right hand stayed where it was right then while the other moved from Dazai's chest to his waist and got a good grip there, holding the other in place. He looked up at Dazai one more time and got a nod, meaning to tell him to go and so did Fyodor. He pushed Dazai down slowly at first but then tightened the grip and quickly made Dazai take his whole length, causing the other to gasp and hissed by the sudden feeling, not having enough time to adjust. The only thing that Dazai could give Fyodor by then was a head bump, but for two insanely smart maniacs, reading the other's mind was nothing hard. Already knowing what Dazai was planning to do, Fyodor quickly grabbed the knot where held the robe around the brunette's neck and pulled it, causing Dazai to jerk back, failed what he was intending to do.
" Hngh - you fuck!"
"Language Dazai~"
Teeth fixed onto Dazai's skin again, leaving him with new bite marks all over his chest. The sensation even got built up more when Fyodor's fingertips brush against the already painfully stretched up entry, sending both comfort and pleasure to Dazai. Just that it was too much pleasure. Fyodor was holding and manipulating Dazai's body the whole time as his hips wouldn't stop moving up and down, tormenting Dazai from inside. Dazai got pushed to lay down and with this pose, he damn sure that the next day his back gonna feels like shit, Fyodor set his hand onto Dazai's venter, where it formed a bulge every time that the rat pushed in, used his thumb and caressed it before used the whole palm to press the area down. Then again, he started moving, but going faster and deeper this time. Noticing a sudden shiver and choking sound came out, Fyodor pressed his palm down even more.
"Oh? Did I hit your spot, Dazai?~"
For as long as both can remember, they had had sex dozens of times and still, Dazai still couldn't handle nor get used to it whenever Fyodor started flirting or dirty talk, he would just blushed and awkwardly look away. "Cute." Fyofor thought to himself. Sloppy sounds were made after each thrust along with two men's heavy breath and moans, the sounds kept on going for what felt like eternity, echoed into every corner of the room. Fyodor circled his thumb around Dazai's hips, easing him down while still rocking into him, making him felt like his mind is going blank after each thrust. And then the rat started biting again. His skin was bruised, bitten, his back hurt like hell but not like he cared about it. He never enjoyed pain, Dazai himself knew damn well that but he let that man hurt him anyway... And God, how much does he enjoy that? Then the feelings came, Dazai felt something was building up in his stomach, he squirmed and looked at Fyodor.
" ...Faster, Fyodor... I need- "
"I know... I know... your wish is my command, my darling~"
The word 'darling' kept on ringing by his ears, his eyes were filled with tears, pleasured tears. Fyodor got up a bit higher and started licking Dazai's tears away. "Salty." He said. Then he leaned down to kiss Dazai's lips, blocking all the moaning. And finally, Dazai’s hips buckled and he released, painting both his and Fyodor’s from stomach to chest white. A few more thrust and Fyodor did the same into Dazai’s, meaning to keep himself inside for a short while more since he knew that he will have to carry Dazai into the bathroom later anyway. They both just laid there and breathed, Fyodor slowly moved his hands to Dazai’s behind and started untying him before pulling him in for a hug. Snuggling into Dazai’s collarbone, warm breath settled onto warm skin. Calm and peaceful, that’s how they would like to put it. Fyodor then finally sat up and dragged Dazai to sit up before picking him up and walking towards the bathroom. Part of Dazai was… surprised.
“No second round for the night, huh…?”
“We can go again for the morning, we both are tired.”
“ I’m tired. You’re not. My my, is mister Fyodor here finally have a soft spot for me?”
Fyodor didn’t answer, instead, he spanked the other to shut him up. Kinky, but worked anyway. He placed Dazai to sit on the toilet while he’s getting the bathtub ready. When he was done making sure the water was warm enough, he let it stream down on its own. He took the sprinkler and turned to Dazai.
“Open your legs for me. And try not to get horny again while I’m cleaning you up.”
Dazai listened, though Fyodor would set a hand to push Dazai’s thigh to open anyway. At first he chuckled and squirmed a little when he felt the water running, rushing onto his bottom but then immediately shut up when Fyodor pushed his fingers in and tried to get his own semen out.
“Ouch- Hey! At least you can give me a warning or something!- Nngh! ”
“Sit still now, my dear. I don’t want to rip your inside with my fingers.”
After around 3 mins, Fyodor finally got the work done, the tub was also ready for them both by then and Dazai got carried into the bathtub. As soon as they both entered, some water overflowed and got out, causing some splashing sounds. Dazai just sat there with water by the level of his chest, letting Fyodor do everything else and just enjoyed being pampered like this. Hands were trailing all over his body but this time it’s caressing him, not bruising his badly treated skin anymore. Dazai yawned, his head felt heavy but he held himself back from falling asleep. Fyodor finally speaked up again.
“Sleep if you need it, I can take care of the aftermath.”
He kissed Dazai’s forehead while holding his hands. Dazai had no reason to fight back anyway so he just smiled and nodded. He leaned in closer and set his head onto Fyodor’s shoulder and soon enough, he already drifted to sleep. This time, he didn't need any pills to help him get to sleep again. Fyodor waited for a few minutes before picking Dazai up and dried him up, got him new clean clothes and also changed the futon and blanket to new clean ones that Dazai kept in the wardrobe. He actually seemed quite tidy for the rat he is. He then laid Dazai down and also himself right next to the sleeping beauty. He seemed happy for a brief moment.
“Why can’t you just accept that you also love me, Dazai?”
He sighed and kissed Dazai on his lips one last time before also drifting to sleep himself. He might help this little suicidal bastard clean up his house and maybe sneaking to get rid of those pills by tomorrow morning and think of a way to about those milk, he couldn't just let them go waste of course. Fyodor’s down bad for Dazai, but at least he took pride in it.