[Dazai doesn't want Chuuya to stay quiet, enjoying the way he's proclaiming his pleasure to the world. As Chuuya throws his head back, Dazai scrapes his teeth against Chuuya's neck, not biting down too hard, but still wanting to encourage every sound he gets as Chuuya clenches around him, and Dazai keeps going, thrusts becoming faster and a little erratic as he belatedly rushes his own climax.
He's really not far behind, teeth finally releasing Chuuya's neck as he comes with a rough moan - nothing nearly as dramatic as the concert Chuuya has been giving him all this time, but a simple and sincere sign of pleasure all the same. Trembling briefly, he spends every last drop inside of Chuuya.
It's really strange... Somehow, he still hasn't grown bored of these things.]
[Chuuya could never grow bored of this. Not when it's about so much more than just the pleasure of a really good orgasm. It's the way Dazai pushes him further than anyone, always knowing exactly the right buttons to push to get him to submit. It's the way submission, being owned, is one of the only things that can truly make him feel like he belongs, and that's always something he's desperately craved.
It's the threat of teeth against his throat, scraping against the bruises Dazai already left there earlier, causing pained noises to escape Chuuya, adding to the overstimulation. As though his collar wasn't already rubbing against that spot.
And it's the moment when Dazai actually shows his own pleasure, those rare moans always feeling like a victory to Chuuya. Or maybe like a hard-earned reward.
He doesn't move after Dazai is finished. He wants to enjoy the moment for as long as he can, his entire body feeling wrung out but relaxed, good. He keeps his arms around him, grip looser now, and keeps his hips lifted so Dazai can keep his cock in him for as long as he feels like. He likes the feeling of being filled by him, too, and doesn't like the thought of his cum leaking out and leaving him empty.]
[Dazai, for his part, has no intention of pulling out just yet. His reasons are not quite as sentimental as Chuuya's, perhaps, but he's comfortable, and he doesn't really want to move.
So he just relaxes, letting his body drape all over Chuuya. He wasn't tired just before, and even Dazai isn't in bad enough shape to be knocked out so quickly by a little sex, but... he's just feeling lazy, and calm. He mumbles against Chuuya's neck.]
We can nap before check-out... right?
[He doesn't know. He doesn't care. They can always pay for an extra night if they have to. The point is: he's in no mood to rush back to their respective daily lives.]
[That is exactly what Chuuya wants, too. Not because he needs more sleep, but because it really is comfortable, and few things feel as good as this. He's not sure anything does.
He strokes his hands over Dazai's back, just to touch for a moment, presses a kiss to the side of his neck.]
You're trying to trick me into extending the vacation.
[He's just teasing. He doesn't mind paying for a late checkout or an extra day, and part of him does wish they could drag the vacation out longer. But they do have plans for another vacation in the future, don't they?]
[Oh good, Chuuya isn't going to fight him on this. Dazai had hoped, of course, but you can never be sure when the workaholic side of Chuuya returns! (And maybe that is another reason why Dazai likes to control when he, himself leaves. But it's probably not something worth thinking about.)]
Mhm... Sabotaging Chuuya's work is always a fun passtime.
[Since he's not nearly as busy, himself. Clearly he's just trying to hold Chuuya back. That's why he's flopped out here, still inside of Chuuya, his mumbling only audible because it's fairly close to Chuuya's ear.
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He's really not far behind, teeth finally releasing Chuuya's neck as he comes with a rough moan - nothing nearly as dramatic as the concert Chuuya has been giving him all this time, but a simple and sincere sign of pleasure all the same. Trembling briefly, he spends every last drop inside of Chuuya.
It's really strange... Somehow, he still hasn't grown bored of these things.]
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It's the threat of teeth against his throat, scraping against the bruises Dazai already left there earlier, causing pained noises to escape Chuuya, adding to the overstimulation. As though his collar wasn't already rubbing against that spot.
And it's the moment when Dazai actually shows his own pleasure, those rare moans always feeling like a victory to Chuuya. Or maybe like a hard-earned reward.
He doesn't move after Dazai is finished. He wants to enjoy the moment for as long as he can, his entire body feeling wrung out but relaxed, good. He keeps his arms around him, grip looser now, and keeps his hips lifted so Dazai can keep his cock in him for as long as he feels like. He likes the feeling of being filled by him, too, and doesn't like the thought of his cum leaking out and leaving him empty.]
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So he just relaxes, letting his body drape all over Chuuya. He wasn't tired just before, and even Dazai isn't in bad enough shape to be knocked out so quickly by a little sex, but... he's just feeling lazy, and calm. He mumbles against Chuuya's neck.]
We can nap before check-out... right?
[He doesn't know. He doesn't care. They can always pay for an extra night if they have to. The point is: he's in no mood to rush back to their respective daily lives.]
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[That is exactly what Chuuya wants, too. Not because he needs more sleep, but because it really is comfortable, and few things feel as good as this. He's not sure anything does.
He strokes his hands over Dazai's back, just to touch for a moment, presses a kiss to the side of his neck.]
You're trying to trick me into extending the vacation.
[He's just teasing. He doesn't mind paying for a late checkout or an extra day, and part of him does wish they could drag the vacation out longer. But they do have plans for another vacation in the future, don't they?]
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Mhm... Sabotaging Chuuya's work is always a fun passtime.
[Since he's not nearly as busy, himself. Clearly he's just trying to hold Chuuya back. That's why he's flopped out here, still inside of Chuuya, his mumbling only audible because it's fairly close to Chuuya's ear.
Yup. That's definitely it.]