[Of course Chuuya wants this. Dazai is doing everything that Chuuya wants him to now. The bite has him gasping, lips already parted when Dazai deepens the kiss, but he would have let him in anyway, would let Dazai do whatever he wants as long as he keeps this up. He presses up against him now, needy and no longer able to hold it back or even attempt to hide it.
He lets out a needy sound. They're in public, but he's pretty much forgot about that, and if people want to stare then it's not important. He's alive, they're both alive, and he's no longer alone. Dazai could never chase him away when this is the feeling he brings out in him. He's finally feeling warm.]
What the hell would it get me if I keep pretending I don't want this?
[He's tried it. It didn't work. And Dazai has known for a while anyway, even if they've both pretended not to acknowledge it. And other people - the Organization, his boss - he's not even thinking about them right now. They're not here, and besides, it's always been the two of them, hasn't it?]
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He lets out a needy sound. They're in public, but he's pretty much forgot about that, and if people want to stare then it's not important. He's alive, they're both alive, and he's no longer alone. Dazai could never chase him away when this is the feeling he brings out in him. He's finally feeling warm.]
What the hell would it get me if I keep pretending I don't want this?
[He's tried it. It didn't work. And Dazai has known for a while anyway, even if they've both pretended not to acknowledge it. And other people - the Organization, his boss - he's not even thinking about them right now. They're not here, and besides, it's always been the two of them, hasn't it?]