un: nolongerhuman

[thesettingsun]

Quick survey: do you know anyone from home here, or are you the only one who got brought from your world?

And is it weird to people from modern Japan to see Valentine's Day not being advertised in February? It was only really brought over after my death, but the last few years I've been around for it, you can't miss all the sales and promotions.

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[thesettingsun]

Without question. It's a shame I can't tell who's watching me, I'd put in extra effort if I knew you were in attendance.

[darkdisgrace]

Just means I'll have to keep you guessing, won't I? Because you'll never know if I'm there, you can believe I'm there watching anytime you perform.

[....W e l l.]

[thesettingsun]

But it wouldn't be special if I did it for everyone, would it?

[Chuuya gets special treatment!]

[darkdisgrace]

I mean, knowing you're thinking about me while you perform is special in itself.

[He grins, letting his fingers run through the hair at the back of Dazai's scalp.]

[thesettingsun]

[Oh, that feels good, and he leans more into the touch as he rests one hand on Chuuya's hip.]

I aim to please ♥ Any requests for what you want to see?

this sure got NSFW

[darkdisgrace]

Oh, too many to name without going on for quite a while.

[He leans a little closer, using his grip on Dazai to bring him eye to eye.]

You, spread out and moaning my name, your fingers deep inside you, desperate and needy...

[His gloved thumb strokes the nape of Dazai's neck.]

As for something a little more private... you'd look fantastic tied up in crimson, bound to my bed and begging for me to fuck you.

[thesettingsun]

[Oh. Oh. Dazai's skin flushes as a filthy smile spreads across his face.]

I'm not supposed to use names at work - but in private, I think I can make those happen.

[darkdisgrace]

That's fair. You can just think of me there instead, hm?

[There's an equally filthy smile on Chuuya's lips as he takes in Dazai's flushed face, his smile.]

As for the rest... I'd need some supplies before I make some of that happen, but I'm sure plenty of shops will have what I need.

[thesettingsun]

I will from now on, I can promise you that.

[He hopes Chuuya really does come to watch.]

Right, right, I understand. But I'm sure we can still have a little fun tonight, if you're interested.

[darkdisgrace]

[Hm... this probably isn't a smart idea after the shots he'd had, but that's precisely why the idea is so appealing: This was another way to take the edge off.]

What kind of fun do you have in mind, hm?

[thesettingsun]

You can do whatever you want with me.

[He turns his head, pressing a kiss to the inside of Chuuya's wrist.]

[darkdisgrace]

[That hand cups Dazai's head just a little, gloved fingers sliding down to stroke his jaw.]

How about you tell me what you want?

[thesettingsun]

Hmmm... How about you bend me over and fuck me until I scream?

[He could ask for a lot of things, but that sounds pretty good to him.]

[darkdisgrace]

Straight to the point, huh?

[His fingers curl in Dazai's hair, just enough to pull him close enough to bite his bottom lip.]

How do you feel about a private performance before I give you what you want?

[thesettingsun]

[Dazai sighs, pleased, and swipes his tongue over Chuuya's lips.]

I can do that.

[He's certainly wearing enough layers for a decent striptease.]

[darkdisgrace]

[Chuuya leans in to make it a proper kiss, sucking on Dazai's tongue in a filthy manner before finally pulling away.]

I'm sure you'll put on a good show, considering all your practice.

[thesettingsun]

Nothing but the best for you ♥

[He's red when Chuuya pulls away, the flush extending to his neck.

The tie goes first. Dazai hooks his fingers in and pulls it off, looping it behind Chuuya's neck to pull him a little closer before letting it hit the floor.]

[darkdisgrace]

[Chuuya follows that tug, grinning at Dazai before he's let go and catching the tie as it falls, looping it around gloved fingers idly as he watches Dazai with a heated gaze.]

Nothing but the best, huh?

[thesettingsun]

Of course.

[His cape flutters to the ground, and he undoes his vest one slow button at a time. Dazai tugs his shirt open enough to reveal his collarbone.]

Chuuya ♥

[darkdisgrace]

[Chuuya's grin turns sly as Dazai slowly works his vest and shirt open, and he tightens his grip on the tie in his hands, as if he wants to reach out and touch.]

You look amazing... but I bet you'd look even better with bites and bruises all over your collar.

[...Or taste.]

[thesettingsun]

I'd love to have your mark on me, Chuuya ♥

[The shirt comes off the rest of the way - being incarnated like this has left his skin free of any blemish.]

[darkdisgrace]

Well, then I certainly can't disappoint now can I?

[Chuuya watches Dazai remove his shirt, gaze appreciative.

Meanwhile, his own hand is coming up to absently undo his vest and shirt with far less show-- if they're doing this, he wants to feel skin against skin. His skin bears scars in contrast, some small, some large, but surprisingly not as many as you'd expect for someone in his line of work. At least one large patch of scarred skin that looks like it didn't heal right low on his abdomen.]

[thesettingsun]

[Dazai watches Chuuya undress with clear appreciation. He palms himself through his pants, moaning low.]

Chuuya...

[Right, these pants have got to go. Followed by his underwear. Dazai sucks on his own fingers, maintaining eye contact as he does so.]

[darkdisgrace]

[Dazai isn't the only one who's feeling a little tight down below. Chuuya's already undoing his belt as Dazai moans, and there's a flash of want in his eyes as Dazai sucks on his fingers.

Yeah, that's enough of a striptease. He makes his way towards Dazai, never once breaking eye contact.]

Hmm.. I might have something better for you to suck on.

[Dazai might think he's suggesting his cock, but what Chuuya offers is his still gloved fingers, stroking them against Dazai's bottom lip.]

[thesettingsun]

[Cock would be better, but Dazai can work with this. He wraps his lips around Chuuya's gloved fingers, sucking as eagerly as he had before on the train. The taste of leather is strong, but it's not bad.]

Mmm...