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Crystaliqueeen’s Soukoku Realm Presents:
THE VAMPIRE'S DESIRE
"I want you to remember how I'll own every inch of you, Chuuya. I want you to remember every single detail of you being my prey tonight."
Dazai always hated a certain redhead named Tsuyuu. After being left broken and used, the man suddenly disappears. Dazai then swore to find that man and kill him in the most painful way imaginable. Right now, after years of searching for the traitor, he sees the man once again and he’s itching to kill the person so much— little did he know that it wasn't the same person he hated at all. The redhead is Chuuya, Tsuyuu's twin brother.
Dazai's grip on his own glass filled with whiskey tightened when he saw a certain someone enter the place. His eyes, cold and calculating, are fixated to the redhead that just entered inside the hall where most people are gathering. It is a banquet filled with rich and influential individuals, and unknowingly, his jaw tightens as he stares at the man wearing a fancy black coat and gloves. The man is smiling at the other aristocrats and Dazai badly wants to wipe that smile out of his face. He's sitting on the corner, at the bar counter, while checking the guests observingly.
From his location, he can fully see Tsuyuu's entirety.
This bastard. Dazai can immediately feel his blood boil and his chest ramming in extreme anger— or loathing, whatever it is, he knows he hates the man so much. If there is a person he swore to kill, it is this person.
Dazai remembered how, as a vampire, he once trusted a filthy human. The man with blazing fiery hair that perfectly reflects the sunset and a pair of deep ocean blue eyes that are the total contrast of his crimson red ones, he knew he was mesmerized the first time he saw Tsuyuu. At first, it is just physical attraction but the man is darker than what he thought he is. He later on paved his way towards the man, and after a matter of time, he decided to fully trust the snake. But for a human, Tsuyuu is quite cunning. He uses Dazai to his heart's content, to his own selfish advantages. Dazai's riches, Dazai's influence, and most certainly, Dazai's heart. All before running away without saying a word.
It is the first time Dazai decided to trust a human, and also the first time that he feels completely broken.
And now, he has all the necessary means and the opportunity to truly make this man suffer beyond the world can imagine. His hands are itching to wrap it around Tsuyuu's neck and strangle him until he passes away or maybe put lots of bullets inside his skull. Dazai has never loathed anyone like this before— and he hates everyone, but Tsuyuu holds the crown of the only human he wants to kill badly.
That's why, he slowly stands up and walks towards where Tsuyuu is now sitting. After a matter of minutes, the man he hates had stopped talking to most aristocrats and decided to stay in the garden outside the entire hall for a little bit of silence. Dazai knows it is an opportunity to kill the man, and so he walks calmly towards the redhead like a predator ready to devour their prey.
While walking closer, he sees the redhead drink from his glass of wine, and when the smaller one looks up, their gazes meet. Unknowingly, there is something new with Tsuyuu right now. His blue eyes stare at Dazai for a second with innocence like he hadn't done anything unwanted in the past.
"Hmmm, it's quite odd that you'll stay here instead of dealing with the aristocrats inside." Dazai started with a gentle smile when deep inside he wanted to slit the man's throat open.
Dazai's been expecting the man to feel shocked and threatened with his presence. After all, he was the one who hid and ran away from Dazai after stealing billions of finances from him. It’s been years but he’s pretty sure it’s not hard to forget something. Tsuyuu is also the one who should be guilty and afraid right now. The brunette can't wait to see the glimpse of fear in his blue eyes as he shows himself—
"I'm minding my fucking business here, you bastard. Get the hell out of my sight." The redhead drank his wine unbothered before glaring at Dazai again.
Dazai paused for a while. Tsuyuu is the type of man who acts delicately. Like a gentle sheep. His voice is often sweet, soft, and gentle as a part of his deception as a snake. There's no way he'll speak like this.
"That's such an impolite introduction, I daresay." Dazai muttered and observingly stared at the chibi before he sat beside him.
"Oi! I just told you to get the fuck away, didn't I?" The redhead gulp all the wines in his glass and finally face Dazai, "You really want to get punched or—"
"I missed you." Dazai whispered, concealing the darkness in his voice with a soft smile and it made the redhead freeze.. I missed you, no, it’s more like, ”I want to kill you.” Dazai's hand slowly reaches for a small knife under his dark coat and he's more than willing to start slashing the man right now.
"What the fuck? Are you drunk?" The redhead blinked innocently and it made Dazai pause from slicing his throat right now. The chibi sighed deeply, "I don't even know you, but you look like a creepy vampire who wants to sip my blood right now. You don't fall on me at first sight, don't you?" The redhead smirks while staring into Dazai's eyes.
Dazai's grip on the knife loosened a little as his heart skipped a beat upon seeing the man smirk. Tsuyuu never smirks, and he never says something as naughty as this. This man also said that he didn't know him. Ah, is he playing this kind of game right now? Tsuyuu, what a little snake you are.
"Oh? I'm curious how you arrived with the conclusion that I'm in love with you right now, you short human being." Dazai mumbles in his usual sweet voice before he holds his knife under his coat again. He can't wait to see this man's blood on his hands and he doesn't even want to taste such filthy blood. That's how much he hated this redhead.
"Shut up! I'm still growing and my height has nothing to do with my humanity, you piece of shit. You literally said you missed me but maybe you're just a motherfucker so I won't focus on it now,” He sighed and sipped from the wine again, “What the hell do you want? You're not going to leave me alone, don’t you?" The redhead asked before he put his empty glass of wine beside him.
"I'm not the type of person who leaves people and then hides from them." Dazai replied meaningfully and the redhead's eyebrows raised in confusion.
"Poor you, you look like someone who's been fooled by your lover or whatever shitty romantic stuff going on around. So you're here to discuss your love problem or what?" The redhead asked and Dazai looked at the chibi with loathing at how he's being tough with his little games of not knowing things right now. He badly wants to kill the man right now but maybe things will get interesting.
"It's not anything romantic, chibi human. Actually I want to kill the person right now, the person that you are probably referring to." Dazai wants to add the method of the murder but he stopped when the redhead give him a look that resembles someone who just seen a street puppy.
Chuuya sighed and pats Dazai's shoulders with understanding, like they are some old friends, as he tipsily nods, "I know you're dying inside from such heartbreak but murder is bad. Not that I care, honestly. You, vampires, like to kill humans to your heart's content, but just because you got rejected in love doesn't mean you have to kill them. I mean, you're a shitty vampire, and you have to accept your break up like a mature, fanged man."
Dazai's lips curl in amusement, "How do you even know if a 'breakup' indeed happens?"
The chibi snorts and looks at the dark sky, "Couples breakup all the time, ‘ya know? You also look like someone who's too possessive of their lover or whatever. Dunno, and I don't care. Did you fucking sit here to hear some advice? Wanna hear some advice? I'm pretty good at them."
The brunette looked at the redhead with a calm and observing gaze, but the chibi didn't seem to mind it at all as he continued.
"I don't have experience with being in love or whatever the fuck you call those shits, but I know how being left behind feels like. It's honestly upsetting, but more than being frustrated and upset, it's kinda painful— ah, I may be being dramatic here, but that shit hurts like hell. I have a hunch that you got left behind, don’t you? That sucks."
"How do you even get left behind when you don't have a lover?"
Chuuya sighs and chuckles bitterly, "Bitch, being left behind isn't all about romance. I may not share your sentiments of getting bereaved by your lover but I have my own shit too, you know."
"Hmmm? Mind telling me the details?" Dazai calmly leaned on where he was sitting as he fully let the knife go from his hand temporarily. It might be irrational for now but maybe it's interesting to hear what this traitor is about to say before killing him. After all, just hearing his voice makes Dazai's blood boil.
Though, mysteriously, this person that he's talking to right now is quite different from Tsuyuu's character. The snake really changes skin and is now pretending that things are alright between them. Too bad, he's going to die tonight and there's nothing he can do about it.
"I'm honestly here to search for the person who killed my brother." The redhead stated, "My brother left me by the way, in a manner of death, but still, it sucks."
"Oh?"
"You don't just say 'oh?' to that kind of thing, you bastard. But yeah. I may not be as broken hearted as you but I can sympathize with the feeling of being left behind. Not that he's a great brother, I never been with him for long honestly, but still, he's the only family I have and he ended up being... gone." The man's voice is genuine and sincere. Dazai is searching for any signs of insincerity in his eyes, or tone, or gesture, but the redhead is now looking at the unknown with a longing eyes filled with visible pain.
Dazai thinks about what Tsuyuu stated. In the past, the man never mentioned having a brother or anything. He wasn't even sentimental like this. In contrast, Tsuyuu would often give remarks about how he hates familial things and would tell Dazai rants about how overrated it is to have a family. Tsuyuu is definitely not the type of person who would long for someone else he deems important.
But now, why in the name of good graces is he acting unlikely like what Dazai perceived him to be? Is it because he knows he will die tonight that he's using his 'mercy-me' card to escape that inevitable death?
"You don't look like the sentimental type of person." Dazai stated calmly and the redhead rolled his eyes before looking at Dazai with genuine eyes far from deceptions.
"So are you, but here you are, disturbing me instead of moving on. By the way, I've shared my shits, what about you? You said you want to kill your ex? What brought on it?"
Dazai looks at the smaller ones with blue eyes. Those eyes are genuinely curious, as if he didn't betray the hell out of the brunette in the past. His blue eyes are surprisingly warmer tonight— different from Tsuyuu's usual cold and deceitful gazes.
"Betrayal." Dazai whispers and the redhead didn't look guilty at least. He just nodded in understanding.
"Did he... uh, did he choose an another man over you? Did he cheat?" The redhead asked curiously and Dazai blinked before he paused.
"Do you think I'm the type of vampire who people can easily replace?" Dazai asked in curiosity because this man's suggestion is really stupid. It's far different from what he did to Dazai but why is he acting as if...
"You got a point there," The redhead nods, "But aren't you too cocky? You're a vampire, you can certainly find whoever that person is and just... you know... sort things off and move on?"
Dazai's lips curve a little in fascination, "So you're searching for your brother's killer to sort things out and move on?"
The redhead gives him a death glare, "Shut the fuck up. Didn't I tell you earlier? Murder is bad. I really shouldn't be in this place in the first place but I heard reports that the person my brother is involved with is possibly here. I don't know, but that person is my primary suspect. Too bad, I have nowhere to start with other than the possibility that that person is still here. I just want to give whoever they are a strong and mind blowing punch or maybe some broken bones, too."
Dazai stares into the redhead's eyes as he craftifully reads his mind to know if he's telling the truth. His actions and words are sincere but nothing can be hidden inside a person's mind. And so, Dazai read this redhead's mind and he's expecting to hear evil thoughts but—
'Damn it, I need to punch that suspected person for my brother but the wine here tastes good. Lovely, tasty wine. Should I drink more? I really should. I'm getting a little tipsy but this weird looking mackerel is also here. I should give him a proper love advice to not result into murdering people. But the wine, it really tasted good! Wine, wine, wine, wine—'
Dazai blinks again when he realizes how he's already staring at the redhead's eyes for a minute straight. 90 percent of this chibi's thoughts are all about wine and he even dared to call Dazai, one of the greatest vampires to ever exist for centuries, a weird looking mackerel?
"I can help you find the suspected person that you are talking about tonight." Those words came out of Dazai's mouth as he got too swallowed by the pair of ocean blue eyes in front of him.
He loathes Tsuyuu a lot and he can no longer play this game of lies. Before he gets fooled again, he needs to kill this person now. Right now.
The chibi blinks innocently but it later on turns into a suspicion, "Why?"
"You look hopeless and you don't seem to have the intellectual capacity to figure out who that person is." Dazai unknowingly teases the person he hates because it's amusing how the redhead's eyes twitch in anger right now.
He's definitely different from Tsuyuu's usual characteristics. This snake really gives his best, changing a lot of things about him, huh?
"Hah!? You piece of shit! How sure would I be sure that you have the capacity to search for someone when you look like a mummified fish?" The man grit his teeth and Dazai's lips smile more in amusement.
"You wouldn't know until you find out." The smile on Dazai's lips slowly turns dangerous as his crimson red eyes slowly lighten while staring at the redhead, "Follow me."
Those last words are not some mere whispers, but rather, a command from a vampire too powerful who is capable of controlling someone's mind. Chuuya’s body raised up as he obediently followed the man. Dazai’s calm and serious expression didn’t change as he started walking away with Chuuya behind him. He can’t wait to slit this man’s throat or slowly torture him to death. He can’t wait to see his tears and hear his cries. He can’t wait to see Tsuyuu die and—
“Chuuya!” Someone from inside the hall called and immediately, the person behind Dazai flinched and blinked cluelessly, breaking free from the man’s mind control, “The ball is starting. I thought you wanted to dance?”
Dazai’s thoughts halted for a second as his eyes side-glanced at the redhead behind him. Chuuya? So Tsuyuu even changes his own name.
“Ah. Yes. I’ll be there in a minute, Yuan.” The redhead mumbles as is he’s confused with what’s happening, “When the fuck did I stand up? Am I too drunk? Oi, bastard.” Dazai falters a little when the chibi pokes his back. His eyes widened a little with this person’s audacity, “Why are you walking away from the main hall? The dance is starting.”
Confusion arises over Dazai’s system as his eyebrows curl a little, “What?”
The redhead, which the woman earlier called Chuuya, crossed his arms with an expression of genuine concern in his eyes, “I said you’re drifting away from the main hall, where are you even going?”
Dazai’s eyes remained unreadable. Where are we even going? You should have come with me as I’ll kill you in a clean way possible—
“You know what? Since you’re a broken hearted piece of shit, maybe you need to cool down a little.” Chuuya stated, oblivious to the fact that Dazai is itching to slit his throat open, “Come on, let’s dance.”
Dazai’s eyes widened again when Chuuya suddenly pulled his wrist and dragged him inside the main hall. He is one of the most dangerous vampires to ever live. The most feared. Now, this chibi is dragging him effortlessly without fearing for his life at all. Why is Tsuyuu acting like this? Like he’s a totally different person? No, he knows Tzuyu is capable of acting because he’s a fake trash. But this redhead right now, Chuuya, is holding his wrist tightly as they walk inside the dancing hall.
“I don’t want to dance.” Dazai unknowingly mumbles. Dancing is not a part of the plan. All he wants to do right now is take Chuuya away from this place and kill the man.
“Oh?” Chuuya whispers and that’s when the lights start changing into something red. Dazai is already within the hall and his thoughts pauses for a while when Chuuya suddenly pulls his waist closer with a small sexy smirk.
Is he seducing me? Nothing changes, Tsuyuu, you’re still a snake.
Dazai’s eyes slowly turn cold and serious as the sexy and seductive sound starts playing on the background. His jaw clenched as he slowly leaned down to give Chuuya a better look. The man’s skin is delicate and soft. Dazai inhales and the aroma of Chuuya’s gentle sweetness touches him. Without thinking, he let his hands rest on Chuuya’s tiny waist, pulling the man closer, as the two of them slowly sways on the music.
You don't own me
I'm not just one of your many toys
You don't own me
Don't say I can't go with other boys
Everything around them seems to blurry. Dazai stared into Chuuya’s deep blue eyes as the redhead gave him a small smirk before turning around carelessly (maybe he’s a little drunk from drinking wine). Chuuya’s back pressed on Dazai’s chest as Dazai wrapped his arms on Chuuya’s stomach. Chuuya arch his back as his hands slowly touch Dazai’s cheeks. Dazai tilts his head a little until their lips almost touch. Chuuya shows his neck and Dazai leans down to let his breath slide softly against Chuuya’s neck.
And don't tell me what to do
Don't tell me what to say
And please, when I go out with you
Don't put me on display 'cause
Chuuya closes his eyes as he feels tingles from Dazai’s hot breath on his neck. He turned around again to face the brunette with a lazy smirk, “Pervert.”
Dazai’s lips crept into a meaningful dark smile, “What are you trying to do, Chuuya?”
Chuuya was mesmerized by how Dazai’s deep and dark voice lingers within his soul. Before he could reply, Dazai held his hand like a gentleman before he turned around again. Dazai holds his hand while his other hands are placed on Chuuya’s upper back to gain more control. Chuuya lets his head rest on Dazai’s chest, and Dazai’s jaw tightens with this closeness. WIth his mind being illogical for a matter of second, he puts Chuuya’s hand on his own chest as he holds the redhead close to his heart. They both sway into the music with such intimacy.
You don't own me
Don't try to change me in any way
You don't own me
Don't tie me down 'cause I'd never stay
“I feel a little dizzy,” Chuuya whispered as he leaned on Dazai’s chest like it’s the safest place that he could ever be. The wine’s effect is making his brain a little fuzzy, and Dazai, for a moment, forgets about his plan to kill Chuuya right now.
Unknowingly, his hands hold Chuuya close as if he’s protecting the little chibi in his arms from anyone that can hurt him. Fucking ironic.
“Do you want to come to my place tonight?” Dazai whispers and Chuuya slowly looks up to him. Their lips almost touches as Dazai is looking down, and from the intimate angle, he can see Chuuya’s innocent eyes staring straight at him— as if he never did something to fucking mess Dazai up.
I don't tell you what to say
I don't tell you what to do
So just let me be myself
That's all I ask of you
Chuuya wrapped both of his arms on Dazai’s neck as if he’s searching for something he can hold onto as his knees start to weaken, “You told me you’ll help me find the man who killed my brother…” Chuuya hiccups, cheeks still resting on Dazai’s chest, “I might not get the chance anymore to punch that person’s face.”
Dazai doesn’t want Chuuya to pull away because the warmth from his body and the aroma of his blood is quite different in a delicate way, so in order to longing the conversation, he held Chuuya close, “May I know the name of your brother?”
Chuuya nods, “Yuu.”
“Me?” Dazai asked with a playful smirk on his lips. It gains a glare from the chibi redhead.
“No, ‘Yuu’,” Chuuya mumbles, “Yuu is the name of my brother… or at least how I remember it? I’ve seen a report from Yuu’s belonging that if he were to ever die, I shouldn’t go this place since the person connected to his death would be in this place. He didn’t even give me enough details about who that person is, he just… he just left it.”
“How did he die, Chuuya?” Dazai asked, feeling a lot more comfortable to call the redhead in his new name instead of Tsuyuu.
“He committed suicide,” Chuuya whispers, “I don’t know if it’s because of pain or fear, he just… he just took his life and leave me. His body was found on some rivers near a cliff, and the reports that I was saying are on his pocket.”
Dazai knows that Tsuyuu is clever in a negative way, but the way Chuuya talks about his brother’s death is genuine. Dazai can hear the raw pain in the man’s voice, and if Tsuyuu is really faking it, then that means, the fucker has been really good on wearing mask and facade.
Unfortunately, Chuuya, this man on his arms right now, doesn’t look like he’s faking anything.
“I see,” Dazai whispers as a dry chuckle plastered on his throat, “I finally understand now.”
How can he not realize it earlier? It’s obvious… the man right here, swaying to the music with him, is not Tsuyuu… but rather, it is his brother, Chuuya. They’re probably twins, identical twins. Chuuya also said that his brother is dead— fucking snake. He would have appreciated his death more if he were the one who killed the man. But why did Tsuyuu even committed suicide? Is it because of fear? Fear of him to the point where he even left the note to point him as the suspect…
“Chuuya, do you have your brother’s note with you?”
“Even if I have it, why would I show it to you?”
“Chibi, I know your brain may be too small to decode something. There might be more to what your brother’s suicide letter is.” Dazai replied and he heard Chuuya growl a little.
“If I won’t be able to find that person, I will punch you instead later, bastard.” Chuuya whispers and Dazai just smile with the irony. No matter the result, he would still get punched later on.
WIthout any word exchange, Chuuya pulled away and Dazai’s cold body felt abandoned. The redhead pulled his wrist again and dragged him outside, far from everyone. When they were finally alone in the corners of some garden, Chuuya took a deep breath.
“I… I’m trusting you enough for this but I don’t even know your name yet. Who are you?”
“Dazai Osamu.”
“Nice vampire name.” Chuuya nods tipsily and Dazai unknowingly chuckles. Chuuya is really different from his evil brother, “Promise me one thing, Dazai.”
“Hmmm.”
“You won’t ever disclose this to anyone, or if you break that promise, I swear I’ll break your bones.” Chuuya threatened.
“You know that I'm a vampire and you will never get a chance to hurt me, do you, Chuuya?” His voice sounded like a predator talking to his small prey but Chuuya remained nonchalant.
“Yes. It’s a pain in the ass but you got a point there,” He nods and then he suddenly tug Dazai down to level their faces together, Dazai remained impassive but he pauses with what Chuuya did, “Still, it doesn’t mean that I can’t fucking throw a punch or two. Try me, shitty Dazai. It doesn’t matter if you’re a vampire. I’ll fucking break your ass if you fucking break your promise.”
“You…” Dazai started breathless, “You’ll break my ass?”
Chuuya’s still drunk as he nodded, “Yeah, I break that ass—” He froze as if he realize what he just said and Dazai’s lips curl into a smirk, “No, I mean, not your literal ass but it’s uh, a figurative manner, you asshole!”
Dazai laughs. This time, he’s laughing genuinely since Chuuya’s face is turning red right now, “Very well. Show me the note.”
Chuuya’s telling the truth when he says he trusts Dazai, and without any hesitation, he gets a certain note in his pocket and opens it. Dazai walks beside him as they both read the note from Tsuyuu.
Chuuya,
“It’s either the curse will end me or he will kill me. I’m supposed to visit him at Valoire’s Ball and ask for forgiveness but before I can reach that place, I might’ve been dead because of the curse. I hate how I fucked up and left him. Good for me, because when I do, I acquire a curse that will certainly kill me. Maybe it’s the payment for all the cruel things I’ve done. I deserve it. Now, before either of the two will take my life, I’d rather take it myself. No one can kill me, I’ll die on my own hands.”
“Chuuya, if you are reading this, it means your twin has fucked up real bad. I didn’t go anywhere near you and I try to make myself believe that you don't exist because I used to hate you. I hate how we are in a different world, and I hate how you’re living a fucking good life. But I hope you'll be fine wherever you are. If only I can have another day, I’d apologize to you and tell you that maybe… maybe I don’t really hate you and I just miss you.”
“However, I have one thing that I need to warn you with. Never go to any vampire’s ball, Chuuya. You’re a human and don’t ever dare. He might be there and since we look like each other… there’s a possibility that he’ll kill you. No, I’m certain he’ll kill you because of what I did. You might suffer because you have the same features as me. You might’ve hate how you look identical to your fucking insane brother. No worries, I’ll die later on so you can have our face all for yourself. Beware of the vampires, Chuuya, I don’t want you to meet him in whatever the circumstances are for your safety. You have to be safe from that man.”
“I hope you’ll be fine and find happiness. Until we meet again, brother.”
— Nakahara Yuu
“He told me to be cautious of that man and I don’t even know who he is,” Chuuya stated in a half-lidded eyes, “Do you find anything useful for us to find whoever the man he’s referring to, Dazai?”
Dazai remained calm.
That man is me and your brother did well in giving you a warning because I would’ve killed you earlier if I didn’t see this note.
“I think I know who that person is,” Dazai muttered and Chuuya’s eyes widened as he looked at him with anticipation. Oh. Dazai finally realizes the difference between the twins. Tsuyuu’s eyes are deceiving and it is always filled with darkness underneath, but Chuuya’s eyes are sincere and pure. His mouth may love cursing but he’s honest with what he feels. For a second, Dazai forgets to breathe as he stares into Chuuya’s eyes.
“You do? Holy shit, that’s awesome, Dazai!” Chuuya’s eyes brightened as his hands rested on his shoulders, “Tell me, who is it?”
“What your brother says is true, though.” Dazai suddenly stated with a serious tone, “That vampire is dangerous. He will kill you without any hesitation. He would either give you a quick death by slitting your throat open or a painful death by breaking your limb one by one. In that way, let me take care of that person.”
The light in Chuuya’s eyes disappeared, “But how can I—”
“You can punch me instead,” Dazai smiles, “I’ll deliver the punch to the person who deserves it.”
“Hah!?” Chuuya laughs, “You really are a crazy vampire, aren’t you? Naaah, I won’t punch people who don’t deserve it.” Chuuya leans and put his hands on his pocket, “You’ve helped me enough so I guess I need to go—”
“Punch me, Chuuya.” It’s a semi-mind control and unknowingly, Chuuya’s fist pasted on Dazai’s cheeks, hard. His body also moved as he kicked Dazai’s balls hard, too, making the redhead’s eyes widened. Dazai seems satisfied with the punch though, but he is grimacing in visible pain after the unexpected kick. Thankfully he’s a vampire— a kick on the balls won’t kill him.
“What the fuck.” Chuuya whispers as his eyes widened while looking at Dazai with a shocked expression, “I… I didn’t mean it. My fist and knees move on their own and, oh fucking damn it, I’m fucking sorry.”
Dazai chuckles with the choice of words from the ginger. He ignores it and straightens up before patting Chuuya’s head gently. It made Chuuya’s eyes widened, “You’re safe now, Chibi. I promise that no vampire would ever hurt you.”
“I just punched you, shitty Dazai. Why are you protecting me now? Are you on drugs?”
Not drugs exactly but he feels high with the aroma of Chuuya’s blood. It’s entirely different from Tsuyuu. Chuuya’s blood smells like an intoxicating sweet and minty perfume of pheromone that is more than addicting and arousing than it should be. Dazai has been fighting the urge to lean now and bury his nose on Chuuya’s neck near his pulse to smell the redhead more. He smells really good, and Dazai is more than sure that the taste of his blood would make him crazy.
“No. I have—”
Before Dazai can continue further, Chuuya falls down on him, completely passed out from drunkenness and his eyes widened slightly with the sudden changes of events.. He should kill Chuuya, fuck, he knows he should kill Chuuya but right now, he just stated a promise to protect this human.
What has gotten unto him?
When Chuuya opened his eyes, he's being carried on someone's back. From the look of it, the man carrying him is tall enough and his groggy eyes tried to comprehend what is happening right now. He blinks some sleepy tears away and that's when he realizes that his face is buried into someone's soft neck. Ah, he can even smell someone's conditioner and there, a fluffy look of messy brown hair met his eyes. The man is walking in a dark and silent hallway, and Chuuya is a little tipsy with what's happening.
His eyes look back on the creamy skin near his nose and without thinking straight, he leans down and plants a small kiss on that skin.
He felt the man carrying him paused and froze. Chuuya didn't mind it as he chuckles and licks the skin, before softly sucking it to leave some mark on that soft spot.
"Chuuya, what are you doing?"
Ah. It is Dazai's voice but Chuuya doesn't care who it is. He wants to suck and lick a certain spot in Dazai's neck so he ignores Dazai's question. His hand runs down the man's soft hair as he pulls it to the opposite side to tilt Dazai's head and give him more access to the man's neck.
There, he hears Dazai curse silently.
"I'm bringing you to your room, chibi. You're drunk so I suggest you don't do anything you'll regret in the morning." Dazai mumbles in a sharp breath but Chuuya ignores him again.
He just smirks as he plants a row of small kisses from the spot he's sucking on Dazai's neck, towards the curve where the neck and the shoulder connects, back to the spot. He feels Dazai's breath slowly getting heavier as seconds passes by but the brunette continues walking. Chuuya didn't mind it. He just wants to keep his mouth occupied.
He doesn't know how many hours it is since he passed out earlier because of drunkenness or how many minutes Dazai's been carrying him, but he pauses for a second when he hears a click. They're now inside a room and Dazai has locked the door.
"I'll leave you here until you sober up and go back to where you should—"
"I'm not drunk," Chuuya immediately cuts him off, "My head's a little tipsy but 'hmm not drunk."
Dazai gently put him on the bed and raised his eyebrows a little, "I'm pretty sure that you won't snack on my neck if you're sober, Chuuya."
Chuuya just smirks and licks his lips. It made Dazai's eyes narrowed dangerously, "For a stinky fish, you taste delicious."
Dazai's jaw deliberately tightened.
"You're not going to push me to my edges, chibi." He whispered slowly. It’s a warning.
"Hmm, c'mere, shitty Dazai. Let me..." He hiccups and chuckles with half-lidded eyes as he stares into the deep brown and red eyes staring back at him, "Let me taste you more."
"You won't survive this night unscathed, Chuuya." Dazai threatens with his deep velvety voice.
Before Chuuya can even reply, Dazai grabs his arms tightly but not in a painful way as he pulls him and pushes him down his bed, making Chuuya stay still. Dazai harshly held the redhead's chin before tilting it upwards to make the smaller one stare more into his eyes.
"Do you understand that?" Dazai added and instead of seeing fear in Chuuya's eyes, the man just chuckles.
Chuuya knows what's happening clearly. Yes, he's drunk a little, but he can still make logical choices as he should. He knows Dazai is a total stranger that he met earlier— an annoying stranger to be exact, but even if he won't admit it, Dazai is beautiful. The man is mysteriously mesmerizing.
Dazai's lips curve into a wolfish smirk as he reads Chuuya's mind.
Dazai takes a step back and gets something inside one of the bedside drawers. Chuuya follows Dazai's movements with his eyes until he hears a clink. His mouth parted a little when he saw the man holding handcuffs right now.
"Oi—"
Dazai didn't wait for Chuuya's statement as he pulled both of his wrists above his head. Chuuya's busy staring into the small mark slowly forming on Dazai's neck, the mark that he causes, that he forgot about that handcuff for a second. He's about to push Dazai but that's when he hears a locking sound from the metals.
His wrists are now being handcuffed on the bed's headboard and Chuuya feels exposed underneath Dazai despite being fully clothed. It's as if Dazai's gaze penetrates down his deepest soul, and little by little, that gaze turns darker like it holds a burning desire for something.
"I loathe how you resemble him." Dazai whispered and it made Chuuya's eyes widen in realization.
Yuu's ex is a vampire, a dangerous vampire. Dazai might be a piece of shit but Chuuya can tell that he can be very dangerous if he wants to. Earlier, Dazai also asked for a punch. Does it mean...
"Oh shit." Chuuya muttered in pure realization, "You're... you're that vampire?"
Dazai suddenly leaned down and crashed his lips into Chuuya, making the redhead's eyes widened slightly again. His mouth parted, and the vampire used that opportunity to use his tongue to ask for an entrance. Chuuya tries to pull his face away from Dazai after finding out who the man is, but Dazai chases his lips until Chuuya willingly gives into him, closing his eyes, as the kiss deepens.
Chuuya imagines breaking his brother's ex-boyfriend's bones before the day ends but it never occurs to him that he'll be handcuffed on a bed kissing with his suspect right now.
Dazai tilts and angles his head to deepen the kiss even more, and Chuuya stills when he feels Dazai's hands slowly traveling on his shoulders. The brunette nibbles and sucks his now swollen lower lip harshly before parting a little from the redhead, "You're too trusting, Chuuya. I could've snapped your neck and killed you the moment I set my eyes on you."
Chuuya hissed and shot Dazai a sharp glare, "Why didn't you kill me, then?"
"Hmm, I wonder the same thing, too." Dazai whispers and leaned down again to claim Chuuya's lips harshly.
Chuuya purred in frustration since he can get himself to protest because he's too drunk with Dazai's kisses. He can't get enough of it. He hates how Dazai pretended to not know anything and he also hated how he trusted Dazai with his brother's stuff, but shockingly, he doesn't hate how Dazai's lips feel against his own. His breathing is hard as he chases for breath since Dazai won't let go of his lips.
Dazai is claiming his lips brutally. He's nibbling and fighting with his tongue with such violence. He even sucks and bite Chuuya's lower lips multiple times until the both of them can taste blood. Chuuya realizes how that seems to turn Dazai on since Dazai kissed him deeper after that, not letting him go at all.
Chuuya's chest tightens with the lack of oxygen and when Dazai seems to get back to his senses, he pulls apart, giving Chuuya the privilege to breathe.
"Asshole," Chuuya mumbled, breathless, "Is that all you can do?"
Dazai's eyebrows raise with the challenge as he stares down at Chuuya. Despite revealing the truth, Chuuya doesn't look like he hates him at all. Instead, the chibi has a small challenging smirk on his lips while staring back at him.
"Believe me, you won't ask that after I partake you."
Chuuya licks his lips with the challenge, "Take me then and make me eat my own words."
Dazai smile in a dangerous manner as he lean down until his lips is just a mere inches away from Chuuya, "My pleasure."
He starts planting kisses on his cheeks down to Chuuya's jaw, and lower down towards his neck and settles there. Chuuya, being restrained, can only whimper as Dazai's lips start sucking a spot on his neck. He's pretty sure that the vampire is itching to dig his bare fangs on his skin but Dazai's not doing anything that can hurt him yet. He's just showing his sweet dominance to make Chuuya feel intimidated, in which the redhead doesn't feel at all. Dazai starts licking, sucking, and nibbling the sensitive skin, marking it as his own, and all Chuuya can do is softly moan with the contact.
Chuuya's head is in total vague.
His thoughts are blurry. He's too drunk in the realm of pleasure that he's experiencing right now. He knows how messed up it is to do this with the man who might've been the reason why his brother died but for tonight, just for tonight, Chuuya wants to scream, 'fuck it,' to everything.
Dazai's lips aren't gentle at all. He starts marking every possible corner of Chuuya's skin, licking it with intense fervor and hunger. Dazai unbuttons the upper part of Chuuya's suit to reveal the man's chest to inflict marks from his neck, down to his chest. Dazai is literally marking every inch of the redhead's body and Chuuya's turning insane with the sensation that the vampire is bringing him. He's rough and gentle at the same time, enough to drive him crazy.
"You're so sensitive, chibi. I'm not even touching you yet." Dazai whispered and a sharp moan escaped from Chuuya's lips when Dazai's tongue started playing on the tip of his nipple.
"Shut up..." Chuuya pants and gasp a heavily when Dazai starts sucking it, "I-I fucking hate you."
Chuuya lets out a sharp breath again as he feels the odd sensation flowing within his veins. He has never done this before. It is his first time and it feels... good.
"You do?" Dazai licks the swollen nipple in a circular manner, making Chuuya tug the handcuff with a helpless pant, "Figured. You're leaking underneath me. That 'hate' feeling is too complex for your little mind, isn't it?" Dazai asked and smirked when Chuuya gave him a death glare.
While playing with one nipple, Dazai gently plays on the other with his thumb. His mouth is occupied as he licks and sucks. It makes Chuuya unable to fight a moan from escaping his lips.
"Ngh, haah..."
Dazai's lips curve into a smile once again as he sucks Chuuya's overstimulated nipple harder before wetting it through his lick. Chuuya's jaw clenched tightly as his back arc forward. He's gasping for a breath and he wants to touch Dazai but since he's restrained, all he can do is moan and pant.
His feet are scratching on the sheet and his wrists are still handcuffed. Dazai devoured his chest like his favorite meal before pulling up to kiss and claim his lips once more. Chuuya kissed him back in the same intensity, same hunger, same violence, as the both of their tongues dueled.
Dazai leaned back slightly and looked at Chuuya with his eyes darkened with desire, "I won't stop now, Chibi. I'll certainly ravish you."
"The hell," Chuuya breathed heavily and smirked, "Do it, bastard. I dare you."
Dazai's eyes stare at him with amusement and gentle fascination. Chuuya can clearly see the emotions in his eyes this time and it makes butterflies play inside his intestines. It's a weird and odd feeling— is it disgust because he's making out brutally with a mackerel?
Dazai chuckles, "I should make you refrain from calling me fish names, stubborn chibi."
What? How did he—
Before he can even ask Dazai, the man tore his clothes effortlessly and violently, making Chuuya's eyes widened for a second. Chuuya squeeze his thighs together when Dazai's eyes starts observing his naked body with deliberation. He also caught the way how the vampire licked his lower lip wet before he lowered down to start planting small and teasing kisses down his abdomen, licking the skin gently, as his head went down lower.
"Fucking mackerel, pay for—" Chuuya's annoyed voice turn into a moan when Dazai tore his boxer and lowered down before spreading his legs apart.
"Pay for what, hmm?"
Chuuya forget what he's about to see when he sees how Dazai is looking up at him, staring, with his fucking face near his cock. It made him hitch his breath.
Why the hell are you fucking beautiful?
Dazai's lips curve teasingly but a faint red appeared on his cheeks, "Oh? You think I'm beautiful? How awful, I want to vomit."
"When the fuck did I say you're beautiful!?" Chuuya grit his teeth, "You're damn ugly and fishy, you asshole egocentric silvery epitome of a fish—"
Before Chuuya can even continue a line-up of names, Dazai grabs his cock and pumps it ruthlessly. The handcuff was tugged again as Chuuya moan a loud, "Fuck!" with what Dazai is doing.
The vampire strokes him cruelly as he starts licking the tip leaked with precum. Chuuya doesn't know what he'll do. Dazai's tongue is soft and warm, and his hand is cruelly squeezing and stroking him without any care.
Fuck, he loves it.
He loves the violence in Dazai's touches.
"Masochist." He hears Dazai whisper and he's about to retort it back when Dazai, without any warning, starts taking his cock in his mouth, making Chuuya groan in pleasure.
Dazai took him into his mouth deeply until it reached his throat.
"Fuck, fuck, ngh..." Chuuya chants it repeatedly as Dazai professionally sucks him off.
His hips move on its own as well as he fuck Dazai's mouth carelessly, moaning everything his hits the back of the man's throat. Dazai is also moaning in return as he gladly takes Chuuya's violent thrust into his mouth.
Chuuya feels a burning sensation knotting inside him. His breath tightens as his body arch slightly. He can hear the sound of metal brushing against the headboard combining with his loud pants. The burning sensation and pleasure in his core is overwhelming. This is all odd to him but incredibly pleasurable as well.
"Dazai," He wants to punch his face when he unconsciously moans Dazai's name. The brunette paused for a second.
"Hmm, there, Chuuya. Moan my name like my good dog." Dazai mumbles and sucks him again.
Chuuya bites his lower lip to prevent himself from aimlessly moaning Dazai's name again. When Dazai seems to realize how Chuuya turns silent, his movement on Chuuya's cock get slower. It's enough to pile up frustration down Chuuya's gut.
"More...more..." Chuuya whimpers as he moves his hips for more friction but Dazai holds both of his hips to prevent him from moving further.
Dazai let go of his cock.
"Say my name, chibi."
Fuck.
"Y-you damn..."
Dazai's half-lidded eyes and wolfish smirk adds fuel to his intensifying desire, "Say it, Chuuya. Beg."
He wants to thrust inside Dazai's mouth again, and fuck, he wants to release something but... but... ah, fuck!
"Dazai, more... more..." Chuuya couldn't help it as slight tears appeared on his eyes. He's fucking pathetic and orgasm-deprived, "Please... more... Dazai..."
Chuuya wants to be touched. He can't explain it but he's itching for Dazai's touches. He wants Dazai inside him, fucking him like a ragdoll. He can't wait any longer and he's fucking confuse right now.
He wants him, he needs him so bad... he wants him so fucking terribly and he needs Dazai to ruin the hell out of him. Chuuya knows that it's not the best decision that he should make but he's too overwhelmed by the temptation that only this damn annoying vampire can bring.
Dazai didn't move as he stares softly at Chuuya's sexually frustrated look. It's enough to turn him hard, "Make it audible, Chuuya. Please, what?"
Chuuya's gut is aching so bad but in a good way. His fists clenched tightly as he tried to say what he wanted to say, "Please don't s-stop, motherfucker."
"That never crossed my mind, prey." He whispered and smiled seductively. Chuuya feels his heart skip a beat when he hears Dazai calling him 'prey' and it increases the heat in his body.
Dazai pulls out a sachet of lube from his pocket and tear it before soaking his fingers with some. Chuuya is patiently staring down at him as Dazai slowly massages the rim of his ass hole. Chuuya has never fucked anyone before but he's sure it will hurt. Dazai gave him a small glance before he slowly put a finger inside. Chuuya's breath hitches as he feels a burning pain but Dazai is making sure to thrust gently to avoid hurting him so much.
Thankfully, the lube makes it easier for the vampire's finger to move as it slowly thrust in and out. Chuuya tried to relax as he focus on his breathing to loosen up, and Dazai smile approvingly with his obedience.
"Relax, Chuuya. I'll prepare you thoroughly so it won't hurt later on."
Dazai remains focused as his finger starts thrusting inside Chuuya's wet core, repeatedly and roughly. All Chuuya can do is moan and feel the movements inside him. Dazai curls his fingers in a certain angle that hits his prostate. He gasps whenever Dazai hits that bundle of nerves, and he lets out a long moan when Dazai uses his other free hand to pump his cock more. Dazai is doing those forceful maneuvers simultaneously that Chuuya finds it hard to breath. His hips is searching for an escape from the overwhelming pleasure that Dazai is doing but he's restrained and hopeless.
"Dazai... 'Zai... ah!" Chuuya pants repeatedly as he feels his body convulsing a little with the brutish thrust and pump from Dazai's hands.
Dazai, on the other hand, is indulging the pleasure of hearing the delicate moans of Chuuya saying his name deliriously.
Dazai's hands become more violent as his thrust gets rougher and his stimulation on Chuuya's cock gets faster. Chuuya's scream echoes inside the room as his fist is clenched tightly. Tears are building on his eyes and his cheeks are flushing red. Because of too much pleasure, a tear fell at the side of his cheeks.
Chuuya feels a burning itch inside him as he tightens up. He moans louder, cursing amidst the panting, but Dazai's thrust keeps going. Tears continues to stream down his cheeks as he feels the extreme overstimulation. His cock feels really sensitive and his insides are burning but Dazai's not stopping at all.
It continues for fuck knows how long, but Chuuya kept on coming multiple times. He's kicking Dazai away until he's absolutely exhausted to move but he keeps on orgasm.
Dazai stares at the mess that he did— Chuuya looks incredibly mesmerizing and perfect for him. The redhead's cries and moans are so intoxicating that he feels a bulging ache on his own pants. He's torturing the little one in a pleasurable manner and it's just a warm up for his sweet punishment.
Dazai doesn't hold a grudge on Chuuya, but the anger inside him doesn't truly cease. He's angry that he wasn't the one who got to kill Yuu, but now, Chuuya is here— he can release all his anger on this mesmerizing chibi. Though, unlike his brutal murder plan to his brother, he wants to break Chuuya in a pleasurable manner. After all, this person is innocent from all his brother's dirt. Chuuya doesn't deserve the unnecessary pain but they share the same blood so he deserves a punishment.
A pleasurable punishment.
Chuuya tugged the handcuff again as he tried to squeeze his legs together to push Dazai's face away from his crotch. It's just the usage of the brunette's tongue and fingers but Chuuya feels like his entire body is giving up from the extreme exhaustion.
"Y-you fucking mackerel, s-stop. Please. I c-can't take it anymore..." Chuuya begged as he chased for breath with extreme exhaustion. Dazai hasn't fucked him yet, he's just using his finger, but Chuuya can already feel himself fainting, "Dazai... haaah---"
"I want you to remember how I'll own every inch of you, Chuuya." Dazai stated calmly as he finally stopped stimulating and thrusting his fingers inside the redhead, "I want you to remember every single detail of you being my prey tonight."
Chuuya is breathing hard. He feels tired. He feels exhausted, really exhausted from releasing multiple orgasms. Dazai finally moves away from him, lips glistening wet, as he smirks. He slowly takes his black coat off, leaving the white long sleeves unbuttoned. Chuuya can see the small blot of bandages underneath. Dazai crawls and kneels between Chuuya's already spread thighs. He can see Chuuya's cock still leaking with fresh cum and he lets out a small smile.
"You fucker," Chuuya whispered weakly as he smirks at the vampire, "You tire me big time." His exposed chest is moving up and down. He's exhausted but unbelievably, his body is still in extreme heat.
Dazai stares into his eyes as he whispers something in his deep and dominating voice.
"Ah, my little prey, we're just getting started."
Dazai leaned down to claim Chuuya's lips once again as his hands travels down Chuuya's body. He hears Chuuya whimpering his name repeatedly and it's such a beautiful music to his ears. He starts kissing Chuuya's neck and buried his face there as the aroma of the man's blood arouses him further.
"Dazai," Chuuya whispered, his voice faint and soft, "Let me go... take the handcuffs off." His voice is pleading and Dazai licks the skin before he answers.
"In your state, you can no longer run away from me—"
"No, a-asshole, I'm not p-planning to run away," Chuuya immediately answers, "I... I want to touch you, too."
"Chuuya."
"Please, let me touch you, Dazai." Chuuya pleads again and something inside Dazai burns.
It's as if Chuuya's wishes are hypnotic, he pulls away and unlocks the handcuffs from the bed's headboard. He sees the bruises around Chuuya's wrist since he's been tugging the handcuff a lot earlier. When Chuuya's hands were free, he took a satisfied exhale, before cupping Dazai's cheeks, making the man stilled for a moment while staring down at the redhead.
"My twin seems to hurt you so bad," Chuuya whispers, "Do you want to kill me?"
Dazai's jaw clenches as he sexily lower down to plant a passionate kiss once again. There, he indulges himself in the softness of Chuuya's lips, and his intoxicating taste. He can also feel Chuuya's hands softly caressing his biceps, his chest, and his hair. When he pulled away and parted, a small smile appeared on Dazai's lips.
"Are you the one who hurt me?"
"No, but I punched you earlier and kicked your balls hard." Chuuya replied. It made Dazai giggle sexily.
"Yeah, but I deserve it because I almost killed you, too." Dazai answered, "Now, I'm asking forgiveness through my actions." His lips curve upwards.
Chuuya just rolled his eyes, "You don't seem to be asking forgiveness at all— ahh!"
Chuuya's words stopped on his throat when Dazai bit his neck as he positioned and thrust inside him. His eyes widened when he felt a sharp pain in his neck because of Dazai's fangs in addition to the small burning sensation of Dazai's thing inside him. Unknowingly, he pulled Dazai closer as he moaned when Dazai fully dug inside him. With every inch of it penetrating inside, his breath tightened heavily. It's painful, but since he's wet and already warmed up earlier, the pain is immediately replaced by pleasure.
Chuuya feels full, contented. He can't move. He can't breathe. All he know is Dazai feels huge inside him and it's fucking painful and pleasurable.
Plus Dazai is also sipping his blood.
"Mine."
Chuuya doesn't know if he's hallucinating when he hears Dazai whisper those words but his nails dig sexily on the brunette's covered back as he tightens up. Dazai is throbbing inside him, pulsating even, and it makes Chuuya moan inevitably. Dazai licks his blood and sucks his neck again as he starts thrusting in and out. Chuuya pants heavily with how full and content he feels.
He also hears Dazai groan a little, and the mixture intoxicating smell and sounds from pleasure, blood, and sex combines inside the room. The sound of slapping of skin echoes together with their moans. Dazai starts squeezing Chuuya's thighs as he thrust roughly and more violently...like a beast devouring its prey. The smaller one keeps on panting, moaning, until his throat hurts.
Dazai fucks him so damn rough, fast, and deep, that Chuuya feels he won't be able to walk tomorrow. His nails continues to dig deeper on the vampire's back as he lean closer towards him to pull Dazai's hair harder while he's being fucked with such intensity.
Chuuya's eyes widened when Dazai pulled out and flip him to his stomach before he pulled his ass up, and starts fucking him again from behind.
"F-fuck, Dazai... haah—"
"Yes, Chuuya, moan my name." Dazai whispered in between his hot groans as he licked the blood on his lips.
Chuuya gasps when Dazai starts moving really rough from behind. From the angle, he can feel him hitting a spot inside, and all he can do is cry out from extreme stimulation and pleasure that the vampire is bringing him. Chuuya's knees are shaking as Dazai grasps the side of his waist before he continually pounds in and out with such violence and danger.
Every thrust is dangerous and violent, but there is also a glint of gentleness on it. Chuuya know that Dazai is trying to suppress himself to avoid hurting him so much but that suppression isn't really visible since the vampire is fucking him so rough that Chuuya feel himself losing his mind.
"Say my name." He commanded in a deep and dominating manner.
"Son of a bitch—" Chuuya whispered and he groaned when Dazai slapped his asscheeks so hard that he felt it stinging painfully. Fuck, yes, he loves that.
Sure, Dazai smirks as he hears his thoughts.
"You love getting hurt, don't you, Chuuya?" Dazai pulls his hair harshly as his back touches the vampire's chest.
Chuuya just moans and Dazai tilts his head to kiss him again— this time, with intense roughness and hunger.
Dazai hits a sensitive spot of his prostate hard and violently in a repetitive manner, making Chuuya moan continually amidst the kiss. His walls tightened as Dazai still fucks him repeteadly. His eyes are blurry from tears and pleasure and his throat is hurting. Dazai's free hand starts pumping his deprived and overstimulated dick, bringing Chuuya near his edge.
Chuuya inhaled sharply when Dazai pulled a fist of his hair hard while he's still fucking him from behind. He parted from the kiss and gave Chuuya a dark gaze.
"Did I say you can cum?" He whispered dangerously and got even rougher.
Damn it, he's too fucking violent that I can die later. Shit, shit, shit.
"Y-you're being too r-rough, b-bastard, argh ngh haah, f-fuck, ahh damn!" Chuuya shouted again when Dazai's thrust got faster and harder while still stroking his cock.
Chuuya can't breath. Tears from intense pleasure are streaming down his cheeks. The sweat in his body is too much. Dazai, this fucking vampire, is hard, rough, and violent, like a really wild beast filled with darkness and hunger— no, more than that, it's something unexplainable and complex.
"I love how you tightened up around me. You badly want to get fucked this rough, don't you, Chuuya?" Dazai asked again, making Chuuya moan helpless with the brunette's grip.
Dazai keeps on fucking him repeatedly. He's insatiable. He's so good, no, he's extremely great at bed. He knows how to pleasure him so badly. He knows how to make Chuuya lose his mind. He's rough in a good way.
Chuuya is panting, crying, and moaning hard when he feels his entire body almost convulsing. The heat and itch in his core is at its peak. He can no longer continue. He's tired. He's fucking tired and pleasured. He's slowly losing your consciousness. Is it from Dazai's insatiable stamina? Is it because of the loss of blood after Dazai feast on his neck earlier? He doesn't know. Dazai's a monster in bed, and Chuuya is his willing prey.
"Aaah! Haaaah haaah, d-damn, Dazai, Dazai, fuck it, Dazai..."
Chuuya can feel Dazai's cock pulsating and throbbing as he gets extremely fast and deep inside. His walls are tightening around him uncontrollably. The heat, the itch, the pleasure, the violence, the euphoria— everything is blending perfectly inside his senses. He hears Dazai pant and moan sexily behind him, and it makes everything better.
"Release it." Dazai whispered as he thrust so deep inside Chuuya.
Chuuya comes and he also feels a hot liquid inside him. He leans on Dazai's chest without any strength but he feel fucking satisfied. He was about to say something when exhaustion flooded over his body.
Because of how rough and violent Dazai is on the bed, Chuuya fainted.
When he wakes up, he can't move his entire body. His wrists are all bruised, there are a lot of kiss marks all over his skin, and he feels a little dizzy from the loss of blood. Ah, one more thing, he feels... fucking sore.
Chuuya looks around to check his surroundings when he realizes that Dazai bought him into a luxurious hotel last night. Dazai... Dazai... shit, did I fuck with Dazai!?
That's when everything flows back to his memory like a cold bucket of water. The talk with Dazai, the dance, the secret that he shared, the steamy sex, and the fact that Dazai is the dangerous vampire that was used to be his twin's fucking ex boyfriend.
Chuuya's eyes widened as he covers his face in frustration and embarrassment, "What the fuck."
Thankfully, Dazai is no longer there.
He can no longer show his face to the vampire, and this... what happened last night may not be a mistake, but it should be just a distant memory. He hopes he won't fucking see Dazai again because... damn it. What the hell am I thinking last night!?
Chuuya wants to stand up and just forget everything but his entire body is a mess. His limbs feel painful, and oh god, even his legs feel like jelly. He pull a pillow and cover his face before screaming there in intense, unexplainable frustration for his fucking actions. Yuu— even when he's not really close to his twin, might be disappointed for what he did in the afterlife. Chuuya remembers his brother's note.
“However, I have one thing that I need to warn you with. Never go to any vampire’s ball, Chuuya. You’re a human and don’t ever dare. He might be there and since we look like each other… there’s a possibility that he’ll kill you. No, I’m certain he’ll kill you because of what I did."
"Well, he didn't kill me. Surprise, dead twin brother." Chuuya whispered in frustration.
"Beware of the vampires, Chuuya, I don’t want you to meet him in whatever the circumstances is for your safety. You have to be safe from that man.”
Chuuya took a deep breath and scream again on the pillow, "I got fucked by that man."
After screaming multiple times, and punching the air, Chuuya finally settles down and manage to sit on the bed. He didn't bother to covers his naked body since he's all alone in the room. When he looks to the side, he sees a white envelope on the bedside table. Chuuya's brows furrowed in confusion but he took it to check the content nonetheless.
Did Dazai leave it here? Of course. Who else might have left it here?
When he opens the envelope, he sees a letter and a choker inside. The choker is plain black but it looks really expensive and it suits his style. Chuuya unknowingly checked it closer and he chuckled in annoyance when he realized that there's a small gold embroidery on the choker.
"Mine."
The hell was that supposed to mean?
Then Chuuya pulls out the letter next and he sees a very neat handwriting that resembles some gothic dark academia style. The color of the ink is red like it's from someone's blood, but Chuuya's too sore to mind that. He just silently read the letter and his lips crept into a small smile when he read them.
Chibi,
I'll spare your life this once. I'll let you live because you manage to amuse me with your chibified antics. Though, I would love to warn you about one thing: if I were you, I would hide and run away. I won't hesitate to hunt you down again after some days just for the fun of it. Until then, rest and get healed. I won't promise that I'll be merciful enough the next time I'll see you.
You're different from him, and I can tell it the first time I met you. You're not like your twin, and that's a relief. I just want to clarify what happened between us last night... it's not because of your connection with Tsuyuu, but simply because you're you— a small chibi with foul words and sweet lips.
Ah, just the thought of seeing you on an unpredictable day excites me. Take the choker because from now on, you won’t be spared anymore. You better hide because I'll certainly find you again, Chuuya.
The next time I see you, I'll make you mine.
Osamu Dazai
Chuuya chuckled and instead of throwing the letter away, he just leaned on the headboard in an exasperated manner. What the hell just happened? Why is his heart beating painfully in excitement?
He fucking needs to smoke.
Osamu Dazai, that beautiful vampire is such a pain in the ass.
Figuratively and literally.
Chuuya smirks with the challenge, "Shitty Mackerel, the hunt is on."
THE END