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Yearning

Summary:

Seven months pregnant, Chuuya had a bad fever that he recovered from, but it made Dazai restrain himself from touching Chuuya or going any further than that. As a result, Chuuya began to suspect that Dazai didn't want him anymore because of his physical changes.

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Chapter 1: Yearning

 

Note: This is an AU Beast Soukoku one-shot to “No Distance Escapes Gravity” if Odasaku hadn’t died. 

 

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My Omegaverse Rules:

 

  • Bond Marks require renewal over time.
  • Scent Blockers and Rut/Heat suppressants are common and can affect perception.
  • This AU treats bonds more as a commitment rather than a destiny.
  • If an omega bond marks an alpha, both partners experience the effects of the bond equally.
  • An alpha can decide whether they want to knot or just ejaculate normally.
  • Knots do not last more than an hour.

 

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10:45 PM

 

 

He’s not kissing me as much anymore.

 

And–

 

Chuuya placed the paperwork down, his eyes catching his reflection in the mirror.

 

It’s been over two weeks since he last touched me.

 

His brows furrowed.

 

Is he holding himself back–

 

His eyes drifted to his stomach, covered by his robe.

 

 

Because of this?

 

 

Maybe…

 

He doesn’t want me anymore–

 

Knock. Knock.

 

“...Chuuya.”

 

Chuuya’s eyes flickered towards the taller male who stood at the already open door.

 

 

He turned back to the paperwork.

 

 

The footsteps got closer, forcing Chuuya to face the taller male who hovered over him.

 

 

Dazai’s gaze narrowed.

 

“You’re still working?”

 

Chuuya averted his gaze.

 

“Obviously.”

 

He’s extra moody tonight.

 

Dazai paused, his voice softening.

 

...It’s late.

 

Chuuya’s eyes drifted back up at him.

 

“And?” 

 

 

Dazai leaned down, careful to keep his weight away from Chuuya’s stomach, tilting his head toward the paperwork.

 

He’s been staring at the same page.

 

 

Dazai leaned back and Chuuya turned his head to face him.

 

“What–”

 

Chuuya’s breath caught; their faces were barely two inches apart.

 

Is he…?

 

 

Dazai’s gaze lowered to his lips, resting his arms around Chuuya’s hips before tilting his head and placing a soft kiss on his lips. Chuuya’s eyes closed, and he instantly parted his lips, allowing Dazai’s tongue to overtake his with a soft moan. 

 

 

Chuuya’s hands that rested on Dazai’s forearm instinctively made their way around his neck, deepening the kiss. Soft moans spilled from the shorter male as their tongues glided along each other.

 

 

"Ahn..Osamu."

 

Chuuya moaned out between kisses, his eyes fluttering open, and Dazai flinched, instantly pulling away softly. 

 

Not good.

 

 

His gaze lingered on Chuuya’s flushed face, his dazed eyes fixed on him.

 

I want him too much.

 

 

Damn it.

 

Dazai cursed internally, nuzzling his face into Chuuya’s neck, breathing in his pheromones as his own slightly flushed face reflected in the mirror.

 

He’s doing that again…

 

Chuuya nearly frowned before he felt a soft kiss on his neck.

 

It’s late…

 

Dazai said softly, retracting Chuuya’s arms from his neck, placing one last kiss near the side of Chuuya’s lips before turning his back to him.

 

Go to sleep…

 

He took a step, then paused.

 

“I’ll join you shortly.”

 

The door shut behind him.

 

 

Chuuya’s fist tightened.

 

…He’s still holding himself back!

 

 

His eyes drifted from the door and wandered to the wall.

 

tch…I’m not even sick anymore…

 

 

 

It wasn’t long before Chuuya fell asleep from exhaustion.

 

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3:13 AM

 

 

Chuuya’s eyes opened, his body aching and a sudden heat pooling between his thighs. His pheromones slowly spread throughout the room.

 

Is that–

 

 

…coming from me…?

 

The room was dark, and a familiar arm rested near his hips from behind. Chuuya slowly turned his neck towards Dazai.

 

…I need him.

 

His gaze narrowed.

 

Now.

 

Dazai.”

 

The arm near his hips shifted, and that hand slipped lower, settling beneath his abdomen, drawing a soft moan from the shorter male.

 

 

He’s still sleeping…?



Chuuya shifted his body upward, grabbing Dazai’s arm, slowly guiding it towards the heat pooling between his thighs.

 

“...Mm.”

 

The taller male hummed unconsciously near his ear, and Chuuya's breath hitched with a soft moan, instinctively leaning his head towards Dazai's shoulder.

 

…More.

 

Chuuya held on to his arm, shifting his own thighs as he slowly parted them.

 

 

The hand resisted, and Chuuya turned his head back to face the taller male.

 

 

Dazai's narrowed, heavy-lidded gaze lingered on him, his wavy hair pooling softly over his expression.

 

Oh.

 

Chuuya’s breath hitched, and Dazai leaned in, still keeping some distance between their lips, maintaining eye contact.

 

“...Chuuya.”

 

His Husky voice shredded through.

 

“...Are you sure?”

 

Chuuya’s brows furrowed.

 

“Do I look unsure–Mmm!

 

Chuuya hissed before he was interrupted by the lips that came crashing onto his.

 

 

As their tongues collided, Dazai shifted upward with his elbow while his right arm hovered slightly over the shorter male, careful of his stomach. 

 

Dazai put his hands through the shorter male’s robe before he slowly slipped his briefs off, his hand brushing across Chuuya’s hard cock as he brought the hand up and underneath Chuuya’s slightly raised thigh.

 

He took a moment, adjusting his fingers to his entrance, simultaneously parting away. 

 

Mmh…!”

 

Chuuya shuddered, his dazed eyes fluttering open to meet his own with a string of their saliva slowly descending from his tongue.

 

Dazai slowly slipped a finger through, and Chuuya’s grip on his upper arm tightened.

 

The taller male hovered slightly over Chuuya, angling his fingers to set a slow, steady pace against his prostate, and the shorter male wailed soft moans spilling from his lips as another finger followed after.

 

Daz–Ah!”

 

The hand that gripped onto Dazai’s upper arm loosened, reaching backwards to cup his face, bringing it towards him, and Dazai faltered as he was brought into another kiss.

 

…oh.

 

Dazai’s gaze narrowed.

 

As their tongues collided, the taller male continued his pace, watching as Chuuya's muffled moans slowly began to falter in broken syllables.  

 

…He’s close.

 



The taller male kept his steady pace, and before he knew it, Chuuya parted away, gasping as the hand wrapped around Dazai’s face tightened, his toes curling and his body shaking as his eyes slowly rolled back.

 

Chuuya’s cock shuddered before a load of cum spurted out, landing on him and on the bed. Dazai’s body shivered, his lips parted slightly, nearly drooling; Chuuya’s grip around him loosened, and Dazai watched as Chuuya's thighs slowly descended to rest across his forearm, the shorter male’s body still shuddering softly.

 

 

After another shaky breath, Chuuya’s dazed eyes fluttered open.

 

…More.

 

 

Chuuya slowly turned his head towards the man hovering over him, immediately meeting Dazai’s heated gaze.

 

Their lips met again desperately as he slowly lifted Chuuya’s thigh that rested on his forearm, and the shorter male flinched, his face slightly scrunching up.

 

Dazai immediately stopped, parting away softly while bringing his thigh back down, his gaze fixed on Chuuya.

 

 

“...Did I hurt you?”

 

Chuuya blinked, his expression softening.

 

He still cares…

 

Chuuya averted his gaze.

 

“No…it’s just the position.”

 

He said softly before meeting his eyes again.

 

Dazai leaned in further, their lips almost touching, and Chuuya’s breath caught.

 

“...Do you want to go on top?”

 

Chuuya glanced over at his stomach, taking a moment.

 

…It’s bigger.

 

 

His eyes landed near the edge.

                                                                                                               

Can I even do that anymore…?

 

Dazai followed his gaze, his expression softening.

 

 

“We can look into it later.”

 

Chuuya immediately turned his head back to him, frowning.

 

“But–”

 

“It’s nearly four.”

 

Dazai leaned in, placing a soft kiss near his temple.

 

“...You need to sleep.”

 

He paused, carefully removing Chuuya’s arm from his head.

 

“I’ll clean up.”

 

 

Dazai made his way off the bed and through the door.

 

 

Chuuya grabbed onto the nearby pillow before slowly curling himself up while hugging the pillow to his chest.

 

…Idiot.

 

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