[Just stating the obvious, but stating it all the same. It's not mocking or even disapproving, just a statement of fact. Clearly Dazai is doing this solely for Chuuya's benefit! ... Okay, maybe not quite. But Chuuya still can't complain too much if he enjoys it!
It's fine, Dazai will lend a hand with the button, since Chuuya has made a good show of all the rest. See? He can be a generous owner! Just... when the mood strikes. Don't chip your teeth though, Chuu, he's not paying those vet bills. (Actually maybe do chip your teeth, might be funny. (... Okaaaaay more fun in theory than practice, probably.))
Somehow, he really is rather looking forward to this, even if his arousal tends to be caused more by mental than physical factors. Must just be that Chuuya is fun to bully!]
[Dazai complains about things he likes all the time, so clearly Chuuya can, too!
But he's not complaining about the challenge. He does appreciate the help with the button, since otherwise he might have had to use his hands anyway, and right now that would feel like giving in. Which is a sign that he really is getting more into this than he'd planned to.]
You wouldn't know. You're never easy.
[Dazai still knows. That doesn't mean Chuuya can't call him out right back. His expression is a bit playful, for a once, still looking up at Dazai as he pulls his dick out for him - using his hands now, since he doubts Dazai would appreciate it otherwise. He doesn't break eye contact as he leans in to swipe his tongue across the head.]
[Bold of you to assume that Dazai has things he likes!! But admittedly he doesn't dislike this.
Dazai indeed doesn't mind Chuuya using his hands, even though it would also have been interesting to see how he did without. This is fine, though. In fact, Dazai wouldn't have minded Chuuya using his hands for the button, either, but that is just his mood at the moment, and he's not looking for excuses to punish Chuuya further when Chuuya is taking his current punishment pretty well. It's a lot of fun to bully Chuuya, yes, but Dazai is not normally truly cruel for no reason. (Nevermind that he's good at finding reasons.)
And so it begins. It really is satisfying more mentally than physically - but Dazai has no complaints about the physical stimulation either.]
Neeeever.
[Excuse you, he's not easy. He's not easy because life's not easy and why should he honestly lose to life in that way, it's never liked him and he dislikes it right back.
... Well, maybe he is a little easy. But admitting that kind of messes up his entire world view even now, so he'd rather just not think too deeply on it.]
[That pause was him trying to pick a honorific, but really, there's a limit to how formal he can be with Dazai. Especially when he somehow found a way to tease Dazai a little, in the middle of a scenario specifically designed to humiliate Chuuya. He can't pass that up.
He licks again, taking his time, swirling his tongue around the head.]
If you don't like being easy, I'll get you hard.
[And maybe that bad pun is a sort of not-apology for the teasing, since he knows he won't get away with it if Dazai decides he shouldn't. Especially since he can't even do anything right now without getting himself more desperate. He leans in to lick along the length of Dazai's cock, not yet taking him in his mouth, knowing it's better if he doesn't rush it... And the plug shifts, making him moan. His own erection keeps brushing against his thigh, too, so he shifts his knees a bit further apart to avoid that stimulation.
He swears spreading his legs causes the plug to get pulled in just a fraction deeper, pressing more firmly against that spot inside him. He lets out a breath, eyes closing briefly in frustration.
He wants to focus on Dazai.
He's determined to give a great blowjob and to ignore his own needs. Even if he could probably cum with a touch.]
[There are no complaints from owner-chan, as it happens. This was never about being formal. Besides, who expects a dog to understand formality? ... They should just save the formal language for when Chuuya is a maid, clearly!
That is an excellent bad pun, and as a reward, Dazai continues to pet Chuuya's hair, running it through his fingers and stroking behind Chuuya's ears (both the real ones and the dog ones). He's not trying to guide Chuuya at all - not yet, at least - because it's far more interesting to see what Chuuya will do.
It's honestly tempting to just let Chuuya come, especially since he's being relatively well-behaved here, but Dazai doesn't want the effort he put into setting this up (all, like, five minutes of it) going to waste too quickly. Besides, he does enjoy teasing Chuuya, whether the guy is behaving or not.]
Since you're having such a good time, shouldn't you be wagging your tail?
[Clearly Chuuya can't be having a good time, otherwise!]
[He shouldn't do it. He never promised to be obedient, so he doesn't have to do it.
But he's too needy already, and Dazai's hand is in his hair, petting him, and it feels good. And he wants to impress. The look he sends Dazai makes it clear he's not happy about it - it's too damn embarrassing - even if it's not nearly as convincing as it normally would have been. He lifts his hips up a bit so he can attempt to shake the damn tail.
He groans. His head drops forward as his body stills again.]
Shit. [This is why he was avoiding movement.] I can't do both. And I'll cum too soon.
[Maybe that's the challenge. Somehow keep his focus on giving Dazai a great blowjob, while also shaking the torture device inside of him, without cumming. He does love a challenge, to prove himself, but Dazai hasn't said that's what it is. Maybe he wants Chuuya to spill himself onto the floor, so he can tease him about it, or make him too sensitive for the next stage.
It doesn't matter. It's impossible to tell with Dazai, and either way, Chuuya is along for the ride. Dazai knows what he likes and what he can take.]
At least let me taste you.
[He lifts his head up again, to get his lips back on Dazai's cock, kissing the base before letting it slide along his cheek until he reaches the tip, not caring about the trail of precome and spit that's left behind on his skin. A bit impatiently, he takes it into his mouth. It'll be easier this way too, an easier motion to match with his hips, if he has to start that shaking up again.]
[Well, as long as Chuuya is admitting that he can't do it, that's a good result in and of itself. Dazai does enjoy his petty victories.]
Put in the work, then.
[Of course Chuuya will; of course Dazai doesn't have to say it. Words aside, it's more of an agreement that, yes, Dazai will let Chuuya taste him, since Chuuya asked so "nicely". For now, Chuuya doesn't have to wag his tail. Only when Dazai is about to come, himself - in the not-so-distant future, because Chuuya definitely knows what he's doing - will he tell Chuuya to wag his tail again.
And then maybe Dazai will see if he can nudge at Chuuya's dick with his foot, too, just to bring him crashing down properly. Not his fault if this should result in Chuuya not tasting all of him, but getting some on his face or wherever! Any results are good as long as they both come, though.]
[He always puts in the work, especially when it comes to this. He loves doing it - the taste of precome and skin, the weight of Dazai's dick on his tongue, the fact that it's so filthy and so intimate all at once - and more than that, he loves to please. He wants to impress. He starts off a bit more slowly, paying attention to any signs from Dazai that it's time to build in intensity.
(He doesn't care about warming up for his own sake - it might be uncomfortable, might make his throat extra sore, might make him choke and struggle to time his breaths, but all of that just makes it better. He does know, though, that being on the receiving end of a blowjob that goes too hard too fast is uncomfortable more than pleasurable. So for Dazai's sake, he starts off slow.)
But it's not long before they're both into it, and at that point, obviously everything will go to Dazai's plan. Even Chuuya can't deny that he's easy like this. Dazai gives the order, and the thought of not obeying doesn't even cross his mind, he just wiggles his hips, the tail shaking behind him.
He groans around Dazai's length, movement stuttering at that wave of pleasure from the plug. And then Dazai's foot rubs against him. He'd already lost his rhythm. He tries to force himself to take Dazai deep again, but he's coming, he can't hold himself back, the head of Dazai's dick stretches his throat and he chokes, hard enough to make his eyes water. The first bit of Dazai's cum does hit his tongue, but some of it dribbles back out again as Chuuya pulls off, trying the whole time not to pull off, fighting his own body. The rest of Dazai's cum streaks across his face, dripping onto his chest.
While Chuuya has spilled himself over Dazai's foot, the floor, making even more of a mess. He's panting, looking up at Dazai.]
[Orgasm is nice and all, but Dazai still keeps his other head in the game to some degree too, because, well, what fun is it if he just comes? He can do that all by himself! Why would he ever settle for just coming if he can also mess with Chuuya in the process? Not to mention that looking at Chuuya when Chuuya is like this isn't exactly terrible. It's almost entertaining in its own right, in fact.
He moans as he climaxes, but it's nothing compared the noises Chuuya is making - more of a very satisfied sigh, if anything. Dazai cups Chuuya's face in his hands, his thumbs lovingly stroking Chuuya's cheeks... and maybe wiping some of Dazai's cum around, but hey, who cares? With Chuuya down there, dirty and panting, Dazai can only conclude once again: Chuuya is truly, genuinely, just like a dog.]
There's a good boy.
[He's not mocking Chuuya or anything. He really means it, and means it quite lovingly - sick and twisted though it may be.]
[Chuuya's head is definitely not in the game, at this point. Either head, though the lower one is likely to recover a lot faster. He leans into Dazai's touch, turning his head enough to press an open-mouthed kiss to his palm, not thinking much about it. He doesn't care about the mess. There's none of his usual defenses left, for now, not while he feels this good.
Which is why that praise just makes him feel warm, instead of humiliated.]
Mmm.
[Words are overrated. He's still Dazai's dog for tonight, so he wiggles his hips again... Only to whimper from how sensitive everything is. Shit.
[Dazai makes a mental note to himself to send Chuuya toys ahead of time more often. This has really been a roaring success! And the night's not over yet, but they certainly both need a bit of time to recover before they consider a round two, so Dazai pats Chuuya's head once more, and gets up, loosely tucking himself in in that same motion.]
Wait there. You're going to need to drink some water before we continue.
[And so Dazai goes to the kitchen, gives himself a very brief wash, and gets some water for Chuuya.
In a bowl. Which he'll place on the floor. Listen, he's nice, but not that nice.]
[Chuuya isn't surprised. He'd already predicted this kind of thing from Dazai, so when he sets the bowl down in front of him, he doesn't bother trying to object. He does need some water, and he knows won't be allowed to drink it out of anything else, even if he asks. He could pick the bowl up to drink, but he doesn't really want to deal with whatever punishment Dazai comes up with for that, and he doesn't want to go back on his own promise either.
Besides, he feels good. It's not just because of the orgasm, but the submission, and being pushed to the point where he can actually start to let go. Isn't that the point of this?
Even if Dazai is going to be unbearably smug about it, and the humiliation will only get worse from here on out.
Resisting now would mean putting his guard back up, and losing that quiet sort of buzz filling his brain and wiping out his normally ever-present stress.]
Such a considerate owner.
[Which doesn't mean he can't add a bit of sarcasm to his tone. He doesn't sound defensive at this point, though, and he just leans down, awkwardly trying to lap up a bit of water with a tongue that definitely wasn't designed to drink like this. Maybe the best way would be to slurp some up...
Yeah, no, relaxed or not, it's definitely still embarrassing.]
[Is it better or worse that Dazai is, at the very least and for what it's worth, not really making a show of how smug he is about all this? It's like he never doubted that this would all go exactly the way it did.
Well, he didn't, really. He does know Chuuya fairly well by now. And while he enjoys putting Chuuya in this kind of position, he doesn't really care about the details too much. A little bit of slurping isn't going to make him look at Chuuya any differently, if it comes to that.
Rather than sitting on the couch again, Dazai sits next to Chuuya on the floor - just straight up, not on all fours. (He can at least keep some height advantage here!) He runs a finger along Chuuya's spine, a parody of petting his dog.]
It's my dog's fault for being so adorable like this.
Go on, then.
[Drink some water already, Dazai is waiting. (Not really. (He's also "forgetting" to drink anything himself, but hey, who cares? This is pet-spoiling time.))]
[Chuuya ducks his head, surprised himself by the effect those words have on him. It's the combination of teasing and praise, being called adorable, which he'd normally bristle at, when Dazai is being this possessive. Dazai really knows all of his weaknesses, the bastard.
He leans down to drink, obediently, keeping his hips raised this time, too, just to stay within reach of the hand stroking his back. And there's really no dignified way of doing this. He tries to lap up water, ineffectively, mostly getting his chin wet, which does wash off some of the cum. But it's only when he leans down a bit further that he's actually able to successfully drink, slurping as quietly as he can.
He can feel water dripping off him when he lifts his head.]
[Dazai makes a vaguely disgusted sound at the suggestion.]
Not thirsty.
[He'll drink eventually. Probably. Maybe. He's just not in the mood for it right now, but that's not reflective of anything other than his general laziness, and perhaps some small measure of genuine contentment regarding what he's doing.
... Or maybe it's the unease resulting from that contentment that has him semi-consciously reject the basic necessities, because who wants to think about having a nice thing when no nice thing ever lasts? May as well very low-key sorta-kinda-almost self-destruct (albeit in a very lowkey, basement-bargain kind of way that honestly doesn't count, especially for him).
He knows Chuuya might not agree, though, so he heads that discussion off before it even begins, distracting with some gentle(?) mocking.]
[Chuuya doesn't agree, Dazai's right about that, but he's also not going to push it too much. There are better ways to get Dazai to drink water, and besides, he doesn't want to ruin this mood either. Sure, that mood is at Chuuya's expense, but... It's not, really.
Well, the mocking is.]
Just because you don't know how to satisfy anyone.
[That's an obvious lie, no matter how quickly he recovers after each round, so his best course of action is to distract Dazai before he can call him out. And he hates the feeling of water on his face, so he turns, and "jumps" on Dazai - lifting up to throw his weight against him, hands against his chest.
His goal isn't to knock Dazai over, though it might be funny if he does. No, his goal is to lean in and rub his face clean against his shirt.]
[An even bigger lie, cut short by Chuuya almost knocking him over, because Dazai is weak and wholly unprepared. (Maybe he's a bit more dazed from his orgasm than he cares to let on!) He doesn't quite fall down, though, and then he's left with a lot of confusion as he stares at Chuuya... rubbing his face on him.]
This is why people hate dogs, you know.
[Not really, and even Dazai doesn't actually care, but... what else is he supposed to say when Chuuya is being his mad dog self?]
[His face feels a lot cleaner now. And actual washcloth would have been more effective, but getting to annoy Dazai a little is a bonus.]
You really can't complain about dogs tonight.
[He can. Dazai always can. He nuzzles into Dazai's neck for a moment, considers playing up the part, maybe biting him a little, but... He's still not in the mood to annoy Dazai too much. He smells good.]
A lot of people like when their dog jumps on them.
[He says that, but it's not like he tries to push Chuuya away: it's more of a verbal shrug, saving Dazai the trouble of moving with Chuuya pressed up against him. That said, he does move to cup Chuuya's ass with his hands... before using one hand to mess with that plug a little bit. (What? Some animals like it when you stroke the base of their tail!)]
And I can certainly complain about an ill-behaved dog that's made a mess all over.
[He can... but he doesn't. This kind of teasing is easier than giving his actually honest, surprisingly positive opinion on Chuuya, though.]
[Chuuya can tell when Dazai is actually complaining, and he knows that this isn't it. It's just teasing. Dazai wants this, after all.]
Like y--
[But apparently he won't get to tease him back about his lack of taste. He's cut off by a small gasp as Dazai starts playing with the plug. Chuuya presses closer, hips shifting, still feeling too sensitive from before. It's not like that tail is giving him a chance to actually recover.]
[Indeed, what a terrible tail this is turning into! But Dazai's still having fun, and clearly that's all that counts.]
You behave poorly every single day. [Then again, if Dazai had a problem with that, he wouldn't be "complaining" in a low, seductive semi-whisper, continuing to play with the plug and fingering Chuuya's skin around it.] Isn't it about time you started making your owner-chan proud?
[Well, a fully behaving Chuuya would get kind of boring... but for now? Dazai wouldn't mind it. It is rather nice to have Chuuya squirming under his touch, after all.]
[Chuuya keeps squirming, moving his hips like he's trying to pull away. But considering that he's still pressed against Dazai, easily within reach no matter how much he moves, his efforts are not that convincing. He doesn't want Dazai to stop, except that it's definitely a little too much.
And he could behave. He has been behaving. He should be mortified by the idea. He opens his mouth like he's tempted to bite, letting Dazai feel his teeth against his shoulder, but pauses there, because he's torn, but he's doing this, he agreed to the game, and he likes the way Dazai's been praising him and petting him. He could misbehave. He could also not.]
So teach me how to make you proud.
[Train your dog. He pulls his mouth away, letting Dazai have the satisfaction of knowing he's won.]
[Dazai wasn't particularly aiming for such a reply - he knows better than assuming too much from Chuuya, after all - but it certainly is satisfying to get it, heat pooling heavily inside of him all over again. How, indeed! So many options, so little -... Well, nevermind that part. They have plenty of everything they need, probably.]
First of all, you'll need to get rid of this, won't you?
[He pulls lightly on the plug, before letting go of it altogether.]
No hands. Dogs don't have hands to use, after all.
[That's not what he'd expected. He lifts his head finally, looking at Dazai.]
How the hell am I meant to do that?
[He could try pushing it out, but the plug is designed to stay in, so he's not likely to get very far. Especially not with Dazai distracting him. He wonders if he could get away with using his hands more like paws... Or if he did something similar with his foot, trapping the tail against the floor and then yanking his hips up. He's trying to think of ways to make it the least embarrassing he can.
That's not what Dazai wants.
He twists his body so he can look at the tail, because he's pretty sure he knows what Dazai is getting at.]
[Which is a supposedly wholesome statement for a decidedly not wholesome situation, but there ya go. Dazai thinks that Chuuya could push out the plug if he really tried, and he'd welcome the sight of Chuuya trying regardless of success... but that's hardly the only outcome here that would satisfy him. Hell, just seeing Chuuya struggling for a bit is always satisfying enough!
Worse comes to worst, Dazai can always hold the end of the tail between his feet and make Chuuya climb up towards him to pull it out. Since dogs like to jump on their owners so much, and all that.]
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[Just stating the obvious, but stating it all the same. It's not mocking or even disapproving, just a statement of fact. Clearly Dazai is doing this solely for Chuuya's benefit! ... Okay, maybe not quite. But Chuuya still can't complain too much if he enjoys it!
It's fine, Dazai will lend a hand with the button, since Chuuya has made a good show of all the rest. See? He can be a generous owner! Just... when the mood strikes. Don't chip your teeth though, Chuu, he's not paying those vet bills. (Actually maybe do chip your teeth, might be funny. (... Okaaaaay more fun in theory than practice, probably.))
Somehow, he really is rather looking forward to this, even if his arousal tends to be caused more by mental than physical factors. Must just be that Chuuya is fun to bully!]
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But he's not complaining about the challenge. He does appreciate the help with the button, since otherwise he might have had to use his hands anyway, and right now that would feel like giving in. Which is a sign that he really is getting more into this than he'd planned to.]
You wouldn't know. You're never easy.
[Dazai still knows. That doesn't mean Chuuya can't call him out right back. His expression is a bit playful, for a once, still looking up at Dazai as he pulls his dick out for him - using his hands now, since he doubts Dazai would appreciate it otherwise. He doesn't break eye contact as he leans in to swipe his tongue across the head.]
Maybe a little easy.
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Dazai indeed doesn't mind Chuuya using his hands, even though it would also have been interesting to see how he did without. This is fine, though. In fact, Dazai wouldn't have minded Chuuya using his hands for the button, either, but that is just his mood at the moment, and he's not looking for excuses to punish Chuuya further when Chuuya is taking his current punishment pretty well. It's a lot of fun to bully Chuuya, yes, but Dazai is not normally truly cruel for no reason. (Nevermind that he's good at finding reasons.)
And so it begins. It really is satisfying more mentally than physically - but Dazai has no complaints about the physical stimulation either.]
Neeeever.
[Excuse you, he's not easy. He's not easy because life's not easy and why should he honestly lose to life in that way, it's never liked him and he dislikes it right back.
... Well, maybe he is a little easy. But admitting that kind of messes up his entire world view even now, so he'd rather just not think too deeply on it.]
Now be a good boy and keep going?
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[That pause was him trying to pick a honorific, but really, there's a limit to how formal he can be with Dazai. Especially when he somehow found a way to tease Dazai a little, in the middle of a scenario specifically designed to humiliate Chuuya. He can't pass that up.
He licks again, taking his time, swirling his tongue around the head.]
If you don't like being easy, I'll get you hard.
[And maybe that bad pun is a sort of not-apology for the teasing, since he knows he won't get away with it if Dazai decides he shouldn't. Especially since he can't even do anything right now without getting himself more desperate. He leans in to lick along the length of Dazai's cock, not yet taking him in his mouth, knowing it's better if he doesn't rush it... And the plug shifts, making him moan. His own erection keeps brushing against his thigh, too, so he shifts his knees a bit further apart to avoid that stimulation.
He swears spreading his legs causes the plug to get pulled in just a fraction deeper, pressing more firmly against that spot inside him. He lets out a breath, eyes closing briefly in frustration.
He wants to focus on Dazai.
He's determined to give a great blowjob and to ignore his own needs. Even if he could probably cum with a touch.]
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That is an excellent bad pun, and as a reward, Dazai continues to pet Chuuya's hair, running it through his fingers and stroking behind Chuuya's ears (both the real ones and the dog ones). He's not trying to guide Chuuya at all - not yet, at least - because it's far more interesting to see what Chuuya will do.
It's honestly tempting to just let Chuuya come, especially since he's being relatively well-behaved here, but Dazai doesn't want the effort he put into setting this up (all, like, five minutes of it) going to waste too quickly. Besides, he does enjoy teasing Chuuya, whether the guy is behaving or not.]
Since you're having such a good time, shouldn't you be wagging your tail?
[Clearly Chuuya can't be having a good time, otherwise!]
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But he's too needy already, and Dazai's hand is in his hair, petting him, and it feels good. And he wants to impress. The look he sends Dazai makes it clear he's not happy about it - it's too damn embarrassing - even if it's not nearly as convincing as it normally would have been. He lifts his hips up a bit so he can attempt to shake the damn tail.
He groans. His head drops forward as his body stills again.]
Shit. [This is why he was avoiding movement.] I can't do both. And I'll cum too soon.
[Maybe that's the challenge. Somehow keep his focus on giving Dazai a great blowjob, while also shaking the torture device inside of him, without cumming. He does love a challenge, to prove himself, but Dazai hasn't said that's what it is. Maybe he wants Chuuya to spill himself onto the floor, so he can tease him about it, or make him too sensitive for the next stage.
It doesn't matter. It's impossible to tell with Dazai, and either way, Chuuya is along for the ride. Dazai knows what he likes and what he can take.]
At least let me taste you.
[He lifts his head up again, to get his lips back on Dazai's cock, kissing the base before letting it slide along his cheek until he reaches the tip, not caring about the trail of precome and spit that's left behind on his skin. A bit impatiently, he takes it into his mouth. It'll be easier this way too, an easier motion to match with his hips, if he has to start that shaking up again.]
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Put in the work, then.
[Of course Chuuya will; of course Dazai doesn't have to say it. Words aside, it's more of an agreement that, yes, Dazai will let Chuuya taste him, since Chuuya asked so "nicely". For now, Chuuya doesn't have to wag his tail. Only when Dazai is about to come, himself - in the not-so-distant future, because Chuuya definitely knows what he's doing - will he tell Chuuya to wag his tail again.
And then maybe Dazai will see if he can nudge at Chuuya's dick with his foot, too, just to bring him crashing down properly. Not his fault if this should result in Chuuya not tasting all of him, but getting some on his face or wherever! Any results are good as long as they both come, though.]
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(He doesn't care about warming up for his own sake - it might be uncomfortable, might make his throat extra sore, might make him choke and struggle to time his breaths, but all of that just makes it better. He does know, though, that being on the receiving end of a blowjob that goes too hard too fast is uncomfortable more than pleasurable. So for Dazai's sake, he starts off slow.)
But it's not long before they're both into it, and at that point, obviously everything will go to Dazai's plan. Even Chuuya can't deny that he's easy like this. Dazai gives the order, and the thought of not obeying doesn't even cross his mind, he just wiggles his hips, the tail shaking behind him.
He groans around Dazai's length, movement stuttering at that wave of pleasure from the plug. And then Dazai's foot rubs against him. He'd already lost his rhythm. He tries to force himself to take Dazai deep again, but he's coming, he can't hold himself back, the head of Dazai's dick stretches his throat and he chokes, hard enough to make his eyes water. The first bit of Dazai's cum does hit his tongue, but some of it dribbles back out again as Chuuya pulls off, trying the whole time not to pull off, fighting his own body. The rest of Dazai's cum streaks across his face, dripping onto his chest.
While Chuuya has spilled himself over Dazai's foot, the floor, making even more of a mess. He's panting, looking up at Dazai.]
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He moans as he climaxes, but it's nothing compared the noises Chuuya is making - more of a very satisfied sigh, if anything. Dazai cups Chuuya's face in his hands, his thumbs lovingly stroking Chuuya's cheeks... and maybe wiping some of Dazai's cum around, but hey, who cares? With Chuuya down there, dirty and panting, Dazai can only conclude once again: Chuuya is truly, genuinely, just like a dog.]
There's a good boy.
[He's not mocking Chuuya or anything. He really means it, and means it quite lovingly - sick and twisted though it may be.]
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Which is why that praise just makes him feel warm, instead of humiliated.]
Mmm.
[Words are overrated. He's still Dazai's dog for tonight, so he wiggles his hips again... Only to whimper from how sensitive everything is. Shit.
Well, Dazai's tortured him worse in the past.]
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Wait there. You're going to need to drink some water before we continue.
[And so Dazai goes to the kitchen, gives himself a very brief wash, and gets some water for Chuuya.
In a bowl. Which he'll place on the floor. Listen, he's nice, but not that nice.]
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Besides, he feels good. It's not just because of the orgasm, but the submission, and being pushed to the point where he can actually start to let go. Isn't that the point of this?
Even if Dazai is going to be unbearably smug about it, and the humiliation will only get worse from here on out.
Resisting now would mean putting his guard back up, and losing that quiet sort of buzz filling his brain and wiping out his normally ever-present stress.]
Such a considerate owner.
[Which doesn't mean he can't add a bit of sarcasm to his tone. He doesn't sound defensive at this point, though, and he just leans down, awkwardly trying to lap up a bit of water with a tongue that definitely wasn't designed to drink like this. Maybe the best way would be to slurp some up...
Yeah, no, relaxed or not, it's definitely still embarrassing.]
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Well, he didn't, really. He does know Chuuya fairly well by now. And while he enjoys putting Chuuya in this kind of position, he doesn't really care about the details too much. A little bit of slurping isn't going to make him look at Chuuya any differently, if it comes to that.
Rather than sitting on the couch again, Dazai sits next to Chuuya on the floor - just straight up, not on all fours. (He can at least keep some height advantage here!) He runs a finger along Chuuya's spine, a parody of petting his dog.]
It's my dog's fault for being so adorable like this.
Go on, then.
[Drink some water already, Dazai is waiting. (Not really. (He's also "forgetting" to drink anything himself, but hey, who cares? This is pet-spoiling time.))]
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He leans down to drink, obediently, keeping his hips raised this time, too, just to stay within reach of the hand stroking his back. And there's really no dignified way of doing this. He tries to lap up water, ineffectively, mostly getting his chin wet, which does wash off some of the cum. But it's only when he leans down a bit further that he's actually able to successfully drink, slurping as quietly as he can.
He can feel water dripping off him when he lifts his head.]
You'll need water, too.
[Alcohol doesn't count.]
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Not thirsty.
[He'll drink eventually. Probably. Maybe. He's just not in the mood for it right now, but that's not reflective of anything other than his general laziness, and perhaps some small measure of genuine contentment regarding what he's doing.
... Or maybe it's the unease resulting from that contentment that has him semi-consciously reject the basic necessities, because who wants to think about having a nice thing when no nice thing ever lasts? May as well very low-key sorta-kinda-almost self-destruct (albeit in a very lowkey, basement-bargain kind of way that honestly doesn't count, especially for him).
He knows Chuuya might not agree, though, so he heads that discussion off before it even begins, distracting with some gentle(?) mocking.]
I was never as thirsty as you, you know~
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Well, the mocking is.]
Just because you don't know how to satisfy anyone.
[That's an obvious lie, no matter how quickly he recovers after each round, so his best course of action is to distract Dazai before he can call him out. And he hates the feeling of water on his face, so he turns, and "jumps" on Dazai - lifting up to throw his weight against him, hands against his chest.
His goal isn't to knock Dazai over, though it might be funny if he does. No, his goal is to lean in and rub his face clean against his shirt.]
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[An even bigger lie, cut short by Chuuya almost knocking him over, because Dazai is weak and wholly unprepared. (Maybe he's a bit more dazed from his orgasm than he cares to let on!) He doesn't quite fall down, though, and then he's left with a lot of confusion as he stares at Chuuya... rubbing his face on him.]
This is why people hate dogs, you know.
[Not really, and even Dazai doesn't actually care, but... what else is he supposed to say when Chuuya is being his mad dog self?]
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You really can't complain about dogs tonight.
[He can. Dazai always can. He nuzzles into Dazai's neck for a moment, considers playing up the part, maybe biting him a little, but... He's still not in the mood to annoy Dazai too much. He smells good.]
A lot of people like when their dog jumps on them.
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[He says that, but it's not like he tries to push Chuuya away: it's more of a verbal shrug, saving Dazai the trouble of moving with Chuuya pressed up against him. That said, he does move to cup Chuuya's ass with his hands... before using one hand to mess with that plug a little bit. (What? Some animals like it when you stroke the base of their tail!)]
And I can certainly complain about an ill-behaved dog that's made a mess all over.
[He can... but he doesn't. This kind of teasing is easier than giving his actually honest, surprisingly positive opinion on Chuuya, though.]
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Like y--
[But apparently he won't get to tease him back about his lack of taste. He's cut off by a small gasp as Dazai starts playing with the plug. Chuuya presses closer, hips shifting, still feeling too sensitive from before. It's not like that tail is giving him a chance to actually recover.]
Should I behave worse?
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You behave poorly every single day. [Then again, if Dazai had a problem with that, he wouldn't be "complaining" in a low, seductive semi-whisper, continuing to play with the plug and fingering Chuuya's skin around it.] Isn't it about time you started making your owner-chan proud?
[Well, a fully behaving Chuuya would get kind of boring... but for now? Dazai wouldn't mind it. It is rather nice to have Chuuya squirming under his touch, after all.]
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And he could behave. He has been behaving. He should be mortified by the idea. He opens his mouth like he's tempted to bite, letting Dazai feel his teeth against his shoulder, but pauses there, because he's torn, but he's doing this, he agreed to the game, and he likes the way Dazai's been praising him and petting him. He could misbehave. He could also not.]
So teach me how to make you proud.
[Train your dog. He pulls his mouth away, letting Dazai have the satisfaction of knowing he's won.]
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First of all, you'll need to get rid of this, won't you?
[He pulls lightly on the plug, before letting go of it altogether.]
No hands. Dogs don't have hands to use, after all.
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How the hell am I meant to do that?
[He could try pushing it out, but the plug is designed to stay in, so he's not likely to get very far. Especially not with Dazai distracting him. He wonders if he could get away with using his hands more like paws... Or if he did something similar with his foot, trapping the tail against the floor and then yanking his hips up. He's trying to think of ways to make it the least embarrassing he can.
That's not what Dazai wants.
He twists his body so he can look at the tail, because he's pretty sure he knows what Dazai is getting at.]
What if I can't do it?
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[Which is a supposedly wholesome statement for a decidedly not wholesome situation, but there ya go. Dazai thinks that Chuuya could push out the plug if he really tried, and he'd welcome the sight of Chuuya trying regardless of success... but that's hardly the only outcome here that would satisfy him. Hell, just seeing Chuuya struggling for a bit is always satisfying enough!
Worse comes to worst, Dazai can always hold the end of the tail between his feet and make Chuuya climb up towards him to pull it out. Since dogs like to jump on their owners so much, and all that.]
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