I can't last all day if that's what you're planning!
[It's difficult to sound annoyed when you're also trying to keep your voice down. And Chuuya will do his best to last however long Dazai wants him to, because that's the game, but still. At some point that plug will have his knees buckling, and he refuses to let anyone else see.
Though maybe that's already admitting too much.]
Well, maybe I could, but I don't want to.
[And the machine is free now, so he grabs a couple of tokens and goes to claim it to escape Dazai's expression.]
Well, Dazai wasn't serious about making Chuuya do that, anyway. They do have the escape room to get to at some point, and they'll have a lot more privacy there, not to mention different "games" to play. Dazai cheerfully wanders after Chuuya, and just because he can't let Chuuya have that graceful escape:]
Maybe we can play Dance Dance Revolution next!
[L O L no okay he's just messing with Chuuya now. Even Dazai is not that cruel (maybe)!]
[That disappointment is just unfair, even if Chuuya knows Dazai isn't that serious. But he loves to impress. He hates letting people down. He'll do his best, if that's what's asked of him. But he really doesn't want to come in his pants, either.]
I can try.
[It's a sincere if reluctant offer. And that offer definitely does not include Dance Dance Revolution. Chuuya's eyes widen in brief horror, trying to decide if Dazai is serious or not.]
You're just saying that because you could never win against me normally!
[Nah, he really couldn't. But then, why would he want to? It's more fun to win by cheating, anyway! If being better is all it takes to win, then -... Well, Dazai does enough winning that way already, doesn't he? At least cheating allows him to get creative!
But he wasn't super serious, of course. They do have quite a packed schedule to go with Chuuya's packed ass, so they may as well have some fun time with this horror game.]
Humanity's obsession with ghosts is truly something. Who decided that dead people could be scary?
[Well, maybe Dazai just doesn't want to believe in an afterlife, because life is more than enough as it is. That probably doesn't help.]
[So yeah, this is normal for them. But it's also normal for Chuuya to come up with some excuse for why Dazai's wins don't count.
Not that it matters much for this game, since they have to work together if they want to progress further. They could find some way to turn it into a competition - and usually do - but Chuuya weirdly isn't in the mood. And it's not just the plug, which would give Dazai too much of an advantage anyway.]
Because it's something they can't fight, I guess? Not that most people can fight to defend themselves anyway.
[The first level is easy enough. There's only a couple of bats to dodge, and they pick up their first "clue," a shopping list with the bottom half ripped off. Chuuya focuses on keeping his lower body still as he plays, but he knows that when he gets into it he'll inevitably forget himself and start moving around more. He just hopes no one but Dazai will overhear his moans.]
If "normal" is me cheating, then clearly I could and would always win "normally".
[Weeeeeell, he could probably win without cheating, too. But, again, what's the point of doing it that way, really? Not only is not cheating more boring, but it also demands a certain acceptance of the world and the way it is. Dazai doesn't have as much of a problem with that as he once did, perhaps, but old habits die hard.]
Oh - it looks like your shopping list, Chuuya!
[Nah, it just says milk on there. And maybe something else unrelated that could be grossly misinterpreted, as most things can be.]
[Most of the time, a fact Chuuya still hates, but still. He can't let Dazai get to him, though. He turns too sharply towards him, and his face goes from annoyed to a weird sort of scrunched up horror as that plug shifts and presses inside him. He turns back towards the game, ducks his head. Slowly lets that breath back out. Regrets wearing pants this tight.
Presses the button for the next level.]
More like your shopping list when you want my apartment to smell bad for some reason.
If I want your apartment to smell bad, I have better ways of accomplishing that.
[Dazai probably won't actually do any of those things, especially now that he shows up at Chuuya's place often enough, but it's the principle of the thing! Don't insult him by suggesting he has dumb and barely effective plans. That's just ridiculous.
Clearly Dazai's plans are always extremely effective, even when they're super low effort. Chuuya is experiencing that right now!
On the next level, apparently the enemies to be dodged are ghosts, which means they can move through walls even though our intrepid heroes can't. It's still pretty doable, though.]
I don't suppose the ghosts were the ones doing groceries...
[He stops himself. They both know that's a lie, and he doesn't want to risk Dazai challenging him on that point. It's too easy to accidentally encourage him to be a dick.]
I won't agree unless you work to earn it. And I'll just sleep at your place until the smell goes away.
[He could just say he'd sleep at the office, since he already has a bed there for those times he's working too hard, but he's too used to regularly spending his evenings with Dazai now, and not sure he'd want to give that up.
And it's difficult to think about these silly arguments of theirs while also playing the game, while also worrying about whether he'll end up coming in his pants at some point. But he's still managing to play well enough. He dodges a ghost, and shifts his stance unconsciously, gritting his teeth against that spark of pleasure. The game encourages teamwork, so at least he can distract that ghost and create an opening for Dazai's character to grab a key they need.]
Maybe before they died. Maybe they died of hunger.
[Yeaaaaah, neither of them actually believes what Chuuya was about to say. Cutting things off where he did, Chuuya can pretend that he just didn't want to say That Word out loud in public, which is fine. That's some hard-earned embarrassment for Dazai to enjoy, too!
Ah, the game is just like real life, isn't it? Chuuya provides the convenient distractions, and Dazai does all the actual work. But at least he does it quickly and effectively, and he's quite good at it. Even when another ghost shows up right when Dazai's approaching the key, he manages to dodge seemingly effortlessly. Mission accomplished; time to move on again. Eventually Dazai will get bored and lose on purpose, probably, but so far so good.]
Or maybe they were allergic to some of the things on the list!
[If Dazai gets bored and starts losing on purpose, then Chuuya gets to brag about being better than him in spite of that distraction he's wearing. At least if it happens before Chuuya starts making too many mistakes.
And the gameplay definitely gets more difficult as they progress. Chuuya dodges another ghost, and jerks his body in real life, too, out of habit, because he's always all in with everything that he does. He's biting back moans, literally biting the insides of his cheeks. But he's determined to keep playing. He's actually a little curious about the story.]
There's too many ways the owner of this house could have died. The mansion is more of a death trap!
[He has to wait in between levels to talk, voice definitely strained. He's definitely gonna ruin his pants at this rate. Maybe more than once.]
[Chuuya can get his pants carefully dry-cleaned, it's fine. Or maybe they should just burn them afterwards. 'Tis the season for happy bonfires, after all! ... Maybe not the season to walk home pantsless, however.]
I'm inclined to agree. Either this game was extremely well written, or -...
[Well, it's probably just a matter of some "genius" writer throwing in everything all at once and not bothering to tie up 90% of the loose ends. But you never know! Dazai might be pleasantly surprised.
Meanwhile he's going to hurriedly start the next level, because where's the fun in letting Chuuya have a break, really?]
[Arcade games are not usually known for their logic or well written storylines. There are still some that manage it, but Chuuya is getting the feeling that this won't be one of them. Or maybe he's just struggling to pay attention or really care, when he has other things to worry about.]
Seems like the kind of place you'd design.
[Don't start the next level! He's not ready!
He'll throw himself immediately back into it, though. Maybe it would be a good idea to take it easy, allow himself to do badly, let Dazai handle the more difficult challenges, but that's never been his personality. He has to do his best, even as he feels precum starting to wet the inside of the panties he has on.
He loses one life, then another, on the same level. He only has three total. There's a minor boss they have to get past, and Chuuya moves his whole body with the controller as he dodges. He's so close to an orgasm. It's some kind of torture that he's so close, but it's not enough to get him there, but he doesn't want to get there, but he wants it so bad.]
Dazai--
[He definitely just spilled a little, a ruined orgasm. One life left.]
[They both have other things than game plot to worry about, so it's probably fine. This does give Dazai some ideas, though! Maybe he should design this kind of game as a side gig. And install some vibrating options for entirely innocent reasons. Actually, how about internal controllers..?]
Focus on the game, Chuuya!
[You're going to lose at this rate, l o l~
Well, maybe this is enough for now. Dazai drags things out only a little longer, before he accidentally-on-purpose lets this boss or the next kill Chuuya, because why honestly not. Dazai does have like a billion tokens left, but they have other things to get to as well, so....]
As expected, Chuuya is really bad at games where he can't just beat everyone up.
[Well, Dazai also wanted to avoid those, just because the unexpected in this game made for better stimulation, but, you know.]
[It's a relief to die, really. It's still frustrating, because Chuuya wants to progress in the game, he'd just been getting the hang of it, he knows he'd be able to do it now... Except that's a lie, so he can't even bring himself to say it.]
That's not why and you know it!
[He shoots Dazai a quick glare. Then hesitates. They finished this game, but he has no idea what else Dazai might decide to put him through. He's still worried about the possibility of Dance Dance Revolution.
[The lack of beating up enemies may not technically be why Chuuya died, but does it really matter? It's still Chuuya's own fault, no matter how you look at it! ... Dazai isn't going to point that out, though. Even he knows how to pick his battles.
A claw machine, hmm..? Well, Dazai supposes he can give Chuuya a little break. They still have a long day ahead of them, after all.]
As you wish~! Let's see...
[What to win, what to win..? Maybe an oversized plush toy? Dazai doesn't really want to give Chuuya something to hide behind, but at the same time, the memories that would make would still be fun. And it's not like Dazai needs Chuuya to be publicly humiliated, as long as they both know he's publicly humiliated. The actual public is almost secondary.
Dazai makes a mental note to himself to create claw machines with sex toys in them, where the winner has to use whatever he wins on the spot. Maybe it's not suitable for this arcade, but clearly it needs to exist somewhere.
Whilst pondering these important life choices, Dazai spots something else.]
[Chuuya is a little surprised when Dazai goes along with it so easily. Surprised and maybe worried, because any concession from him usually means Chuuya will be paying for it in some other way later. But he's still relieved as he awkwardly follows after him, letting him choose a machine that looks interesting. It's not like the prizes really matter in the end.
Except of course Dazai finds a way to make fun of him.]
At least choose a dog that looks like it could win a fight!
[He already knows there's no way of making Dazai stop calling him a dog at all, especially when he's currently wearing ears and a tail. And he's too horny to manage any stronger annoyance.]
But if you think I should decorate my apartment with dogs everywhere, I guess I can.
[Dazai would hate that. So would Chuuya, but still.]
[Chuuya should definitely be worried, but then, he knew what he was getting into from the start. They have a long day ahead of them~!]
Looks can be deceiving, Chuuya! I shouldn't need to tell you that.
[... But Dazai would definitely hate it if Chuuya decorated his apartment with dog deco, yes. So let's not.]
Well then? What prize would you prefer?
[Leaning into Chuuya a bit, Dazai reaches down to ever so gently stroke Chuuya's wolf tail. At the same time, the plug inside of Chuuya is going to vibrate. Because why the fuck not?]
[He did know. Chuuya wanted this. Sort of. Nothing with Dazai is ever that straightforward. But for now all he can do is try to walk in a way that doesn't make his erection too obvious, almost wishing he wore a skirt instead, since it would have been easier to hide that way. But the skirt didn't work with the tail.
And he's not prepared for anything more when Dazai pets the tail. It's a little embarrassing, having Dazai essentially stroke his ass in public, but he thought that was all it was.
He nearly yelps as the buttplug starts vibrating at the same time, one hand coming up to grip Dazai's shirt tightly, like he needs him for balance.]
Dazai!
[He tries to keep his voice low. He's so close to an orgasm, right here in the middle of the arcade, and he just knows everyone can tell something's going on. He turns his body more into Dazai, almost embarrassed to lean against him in public too, but at least he can hide against him. He waves a hand towards one of the claw machine desperately.]
[Whatever could be the matter, Chuuya~? Dazai is sure he doesn't know! He has no idea whatsoever that he is controlling the vibrations of that plug through a remote in his pocket or somewhere!!
But okay, okay, Chuuya used his words like a big boy, so Dazai will let him have a break. It's better to keep dragging things out, anyway.]
Gotcha~!
[Dazai replies with a smirk, an unusual determination to win the awkwardly cutesy stuffed vampire-cat creature, because -... Well, he decided he was in the mood! Even Dazai doesn't mind putting in effort once in a blue moon.
So he targets the machine instead of Chuuya for the moment. Unfortunately for Chuuya, it doesn't take Dazai long to win the prize. Sure, the machine is rigged, but Dazai can beat the system.]
Here you go! Nya~!
[Yes, he is posing to look exactly like the stuffed vampcat when he hands it to Chuuya. And yes, he looks absolutely ridiculous.]
[Chuuya isn't even sure if getting a break is a relief or not. Now he's still left right on the edge of an orgasm, dick rubbing against his pants every time he walks, and the knowledge that the plug can start vibrating again at any moment. Then again, if he did end up having an orgasm, he'd just end up overstimulated, and Dazai could quickly have him hard again as well.
He tries not to think about it too much. He leans against the glass of the claw machine, trying to calm his body down at least a little.
But of course Dazai works quickly. Chuuya has seen him do that before, when he's decided he wants to win something, even though it should be impossible to be good at these stupid claw machines. Normally he'd be annoyed that Dazai is so good at it. This time, Dazai is technically doing this for him, so... And then Dazai makes that expression. Chuuya actually lets out a laugh.]
I didn't even realize how much it looks like you.
[What does it say about Chuuya that he asked for it? Whatever. He takes it, considers shoving it in front of his crotch, but decides against it (for now) just because of the kinds of jokes Dazai will inevitably make. He holds it in the crook of his arm instead.]
[Dazai says this with an air of genuine confusion, like he didn't literally just try to look like the cat, because -... Well, just because. He's decided. That's it.]
I thought you were the one with the tail fetish.
[And at the T-word, Dazai makes a quick grab for the tail and - tangentially - Chuuya's butt too, while making the plug vibrate once more.
You laughed at him. :( It doesn't matter that it wasn't mockingly or anything, you're not allowed to laugh. :((( ]
[Chuuya is about to say something. He jerks forward into Dazai as though there's any way for him to get away, any thoughts he might have had instantly erased.
That damn plug. Dazai's fucking hand on his tail. He knows it's not because Dazai is touching him, but it feels like it. His brain is gonna start thinking that it is, and that's gonna be a problem. Dazai is gonna end up training him to react to his touch that way.
He grips onto Dazai's coat, feeling his legs buckle slightly. It doesn't matter. It's too late. He's already coming.]
Dazai.
[The name might as well be a moan. They're in the middle of an arcade and it's all Chuuya can do to turn his body so hopefully no one can see, but his pants are a sticky mess, and the plug is still vibrating, and his face is burning up, and he knows the bastard is enjoying it.]
[Between the lights and the sounds in the arcade, both from the games and from people talking, it's doubtful if anyone but Dazai has noticed Chuuya's behavior, beyond perhaps assuming he's drunk because of the clinging. Well, if people noticed what Dazai did, that would be fine too. It's only if they try to comment on it - or, worse: get in on the action - that Dazai will be required to take further steps.
Dazai takes his time, enjoying the view of Chuuya coming apart, before he belatedly turns off the vibrations of the plug.]
... See? Definitely a tail fetish.
[There's no real teasing in the words now. If anything, his tone is warm and loving.]
[Chuuya isn't sure he wants to know if anyone else noticed. If he looks around to check, he stands the risk of making eye contact with any strangers nearby, and that would make the humiliation a hundred times worse. Maybe it's better to just keep using Dazai as a shield.
At least once Dazai finally turns the vibrations off, he's able to focus on calming himself back down. He still doesn't move for several moments.]
Bastard.
[But he doesn't sound annoyed at all. He did sign up for this. And that tone of Dazai's always gets to him, a clear sign that Chuuya has pleased him, the possessiveness he can sense behind it. It makes him feel weirdly warm. He'd do worse than this, just to hear that.]
You're really gonna make me walk around like this?
[His pants are a sticky mess now. And they still have so many tokens left.]
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[It's difficult to sound annoyed when you're also trying to keep your voice down. And Chuuya will do his best to last however long Dazai wants him to, because that's the game, but still. At some point that plug will have his knees buckling, and he refuses to let anyone else see.
Though maybe that's already admitting too much.]
Well, maybe I could, but I don't want to.
[And the machine is free now, so he grabs a couple of tokens and goes to claim it to escape Dazai's expression.]
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[Such disappointment. Weak, Chuuya!
Well, Dazai wasn't serious about making Chuuya do that, anyway. They do have the escape room to get to at some point, and they'll have a lot more privacy there, not to mention different "games" to play. Dazai cheerfully wanders after Chuuya, and just because he can't let Chuuya have that graceful escape:]
Maybe we can play Dance Dance Revolution next!
[L O L no okay he's just messing with Chuuya now. Even Dazai is not that cruel (maybe)!]
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I can try.
[It's a sincere if reluctant offer. And that offer definitely does not include Dance Dance Revolution. Chuuya's eyes widen in brief horror, trying to decide if Dazai is serious or not.]
You're just saying that because you could never win against me normally!
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[Nah, he really couldn't. But then, why would he want to? It's more fun to win by cheating, anyway! If being better is all it takes to win, then -... Well, Dazai does enough winning that way already, doesn't he? At least cheating allows him to get creative!
But he wasn't super serious, of course. They do have quite a packed schedule to go with Chuuya's packed ass, so they may as well have some fun time with this horror game.]
Humanity's obsession with ghosts is truly something. Who decided that dead people could be scary?
[Well, maybe Dazai just doesn't want to believe in an afterlife, because life is more than enough as it is. That probably doesn't help.]
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Normal would be you finding some way to cheat.
[So yeah, this is normal for them. But it's also normal for Chuuya to come up with some excuse for why Dazai's wins don't count.
Not that it matters much for this game, since they have to work together if they want to progress further. They could find some way to turn it into a competition - and usually do - but Chuuya weirdly isn't in the mood. And it's not just the plug, which would give Dazai too much of an advantage anyway.]
Because it's something they can't fight, I guess? Not that most people can fight to defend themselves anyway.
[The first level is easy enough. There's only a couple of bats to dodge, and they pick up their first "clue," a shopping list with the bottom half ripped off. Chuuya focuses on keeping his lower body still as he plays, but he knows that when he gets into it he'll inevitably forget himself and start moving around more. He just hopes no one but Dazai will overhear his moans.]
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[Weeeeeell, he could probably win without cheating, too. But, again, what's the point of doing it that way, really? Not only is not cheating more boring, but it also demands a certain acceptance of the world and the way it is. Dazai doesn't have as much of a problem with that as he once did, perhaps, but old habits die hard.]
Oh - it looks like your shopping list, Chuuya!
[Nah, it just says milk on there. And maybe something else unrelated that could be grossly misinterpreted, as most things can be.]
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[Most of the time, a fact Chuuya still hates, but still. He can't let Dazai get to him, though. He turns too sharply towards him, and his face goes from annoyed to a weird sort of scrunched up horror as that plug shifts and presses inside him. He turns back towards the game, ducks his head. Slowly lets that breath back out. Regrets wearing pants this tight.
Presses the button for the next level.]
More like your shopping list when you want my apartment to smell bad for some reason.
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If I want your apartment to smell bad, I have better ways of accomplishing that.
[Dazai probably won't actually do any of those things, especially now that he shows up at Chuuya's place often enough, but it's the principle of the thing! Don't insult him by suggesting he has dumb and barely effective plans. That's just ridiculous.
Clearly Dazai's plans are always extremely effective, even when they're super low effort. Chuuya is experiencing that right now!
On the next level, apparently the enemies to be dodged are ghosts, which means they can move through walls even though our intrepid heroes can't. It's still pretty doable, though.]
I don't suppose the ghosts were the ones doing groceries...
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[He stops himself. They both know that's a lie, and he doesn't want to risk Dazai challenging him on that point. It's too easy to accidentally encourage him to be a dick.]
I won't agree unless you work to earn it. And I'll just sleep at your place until the smell goes away.
[He could just say he'd sleep at the office, since he already has a bed there for those times he's working too hard, but he's too used to regularly spending his evenings with Dazai now, and not sure he'd want to give that up.
And it's difficult to think about these silly arguments of theirs while also playing the game, while also worrying about whether he'll end up coming in his pants at some point. But he's still managing to play well enough. He dodges a ghost, and shifts his stance unconsciously, gritting his teeth against that spark of pleasure. The game encourages teamwork, so at least he can distract that ghost and create an opening for Dazai's character to grab a key they need.]
Maybe before they died. Maybe they died of hunger.
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Ah, the game is just like real life, isn't it? Chuuya provides the convenient distractions, and Dazai does all the actual work. But at least he does it quickly and effectively, and he's quite good at it. Even when another ghost shows up right when Dazai's approaching the key, he manages to dodge seemingly effortlessly. Mission accomplished; time to move on again. Eventually Dazai will get bored and lose on purpose, probably, but so far so good.]
Or maybe they were allergic to some of the things on the list!
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And the gameplay definitely gets more difficult as they progress. Chuuya dodges another ghost, and jerks his body in real life, too, out of habit, because he's always all in with everything that he does. He's biting back moans, literally biting the insides of his cheeks. But he's determined to keep playing. He's actually a little curious about the story.]
There's too many ways the owner of this house could have died. The mansion is more of a death trap!
[He has to wait in between levels to talk, voice definitely strained. He's definitely gonna ruin his pants at this rate. Maybe more than once.]
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I'm inclined to agree. Either this game was extremely well written, or -...
[Well, it's probably just a matter of some "genius" writer throwing in everything all at once and not bothering to tie up 90% of the loose ends. But you never know! Dazai might be pleasantly surprised.
Meanwhile he's going to hurriedly start the next level, because where's the fun in letting Chuuya have a break, really?]
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Seems like the kind of place you'd design.
[Don't start the next level! He's not ready!
He'll throw himself immediately back into it, though. Maybe it would be a good idea to take it easy, allow himself to do badly, let Dazai handle the more difficult challenges, but that's never been his personality. He has to do his best, even as he feels precum starting to wet the inside of the panties he has on.
He loses one life, then another, on the same level. He only has three total. There's a minor boss they have to get past, and Chuuya moves his whole body with the controller as he dodges. He's so close to an orgasm. It's some kind of torture that he's so close, but it's not enough to get him there, but he doesn't want to get there, but he wants it so bad.]
Dazai--
[He definitely just spilled a little, a ruined orgasm. One life left.]
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Focus on the game, Chuuya!
[You're going to lose at this rate, l o l~
Well, maybe this is enough for now. Dazai drags things out only a little longer, before he accidentally-on-purpose lets this boss or the next kill Chuuya, because why honestly not. Dazai does have like a billion tokens left, but they have other things to get to as well, so....]
As expected, Chuuya is really bad at games where he can't just beat everyone up.
[Well, Dazai also wanted to avoid those, just because the unexpected in this game made for better stimulation, but, you know.]
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That's not why and you know it!
[He shoots Dazai a quick glare. Then hesitates. They finished this game, but he has no idea what else Dazai might decide to put him through. He's still worried about the possibility of Dance Dance Revolution.
He quickly grabs the tray with the tokens.]
Win me something from a claw machine.
[Just to keep Dazai away from anything worse.]
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A claw machine, hmm..? Well, Dazai supposes he can give Chuuya a little break. They still have a long day ahead of them, after all.]
As you wish~! Let's see...
[What to win, what to win..? Maybe an oversized plush toy? Dazai doesn't really want to give Chuuya something to hide behind, but at the same time, the memories that would make would still be fun. And it's not like Dazai needs Chuuya to be publicly humiliated, as long as they both know he's publicly humiliated. The actual public is almost secondary.
Dazai makes a mental note to himself to create claw machines with sex toys in them, where the winner has to use whatever he wins on the spot. Maybe it's not suitable for this arcade, but clearly it needs to exist somewhere.
Whilst pondering these important life choices, Dazai spots something else.]
Oh look, it's a little statue of Chuuya!
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Except of course Dazai finds a way to make fun of him.]
At least choose a dog that looks like it could win a fight!
[He already knows there's no way of making Dazai stop calling him a dog at all, especially when he's currently wearing ears and a tail. And he's too horny to manage any stronger annoyance.]
But if you think I should decorate my apartment with dogs everywhere, I guess I can.
[Dazai would hate that. So would Chuuya, but still.]
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Looks can be deceiving, Chuuya! I shouldn't need to tell you that.
[... But Dazai would definitely hate it if Chuuya decorated his apartment with dog deco, yes. So let's not.]
Well then? What prize would you prefer?
[Leaning into Chuuya a bit, Dazai reaches down to ever so gently stroke Chuuya's wolf tail. At the same time, the plug inside of Chuuya is going to vibrate. Because why the fuck not?]
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And he's not prepared for anything more when Dazai pets the tail. It's a little embarrassing, having Dazai essentially stroke his ass in public, but he thought that was all it was.
He nearly yelps as the buttplug starts vibrating at the same time, one hand coming up to grip Dazai's shirt tightly, like he needs him for balance.]
Dazai!
[He tries to keep his voice low. He's so close to an orgasm, right here in the middle of the arcade, and he just knows everyone can tell something's going on. He turns his body more into Dazai, almost embarrassed to lean against him in public too, but at least he can hide against him. He waves a hand towards one of the claw machine desperately.]
That one. That -- Vampire cat. Thing.
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[Whatever could be the matter, Chuuya~? Dazai is sure he doesn't know! He has no idea whatsoever that he is controlling the vibrations of that plug through a remote in his pocket or somewhere!!
But okay, okay, Chuuya used his words like a big boy, so Dazai will let him have a break. It's better to keep dragging things out, anyway.]
Gotcha~!
[Dazai replies with a smirk, an unusual determination to win the awkwardly cutesy stuffed vampire-cat creature, because -... Well, he decided he was in the mood! Even Dazai doesn't mind putting in effort once in a blue moon.
So he targets the machine instead of Chuuya for the moment. Unfortunately for Chuuya, it doesn't take Dazai long to win the prize. Sure, the machine is rigged, but Dazai can beat the system.]
Here you go! Nya~!
[Yes, he is posing to look exactly like the stuffed vampcat when he hands it to Chuuya. And yes, he looks absolutely ridiculous.]
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He tries not to think about it too much. He leans against the glass of the claw machine, trying to calm his body down at least a little.
But of course Dazai works quickly. Chuuya has seen him do that before, when he's decided he wants to win something, even though it should be impossible to be good at these stupid claw machines. Normally he'd be annoyed that Dazai is so good at it. This time, Dazai is technically doing this for him, so... And then Dazai makes that expression. Chuuya actually lets out a laugh.]
I didn't even realize how much it looks like you.
[What does it say about Chuuya that he asked for it? Whatever. He takes it, considers shoving it in front of his crotch, but decides against it (for now) just because of the kinds of jokes Dazai will inevitably make. He holds it in the crook of his arm instead.]
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[Dazai says this with an air of genuine confusion, like he didn't literally just try to look like the cat, because -... Well, just because. He's decided. That's it.]
I thought you were the one with the tail fetish.
[And at the T-word, Dazai makes a quick grab for the tail and - tangentially - Chuuya's butt too, while making the plug vibrate once more.
You laughed at him. :( It doesn't matter that it wasn't mockingly or anything, you're not allowed to laugh. :((( ]
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That damn plug. Dazai's fucking hand on his tail. He knows it's not because Dazai is touching him, but it feels like it. His brain is gonna start thinking that it is, and that's gonna be a problem. Dazai is gonna end up training him to react to his touch that way.
He grips onto Dazai's coat, feeling his legs buckle slightly. It doesn't matter. It's too late. He's already coming.]
Dazai.
[The name might as well be a moan. They're in the middle of an arcade and it's all Chuuya can do to turn his body so hopefully no one can see, but his pants are a sticky mess, and the plug is still vibrating, and his face is burning up, and he knows the bastard is enjoying it.]
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Dazai takes his time, enjoying the view of Chuuya coming apart, before he belatedly turns off the vibrations of the plug.]
... See? Definitely a tail fetish.
[There's no real teasing in the words now. If anything, his tone is warm and loving.]
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At least once Dazai finally turns the vibrations off, he's able to focus on calming himself back down. He still doesn't move for several moments.]
Bastard.
[But he doesn't sound annoyed at all. He did sign up for this. And that tone of Dazai's always gets to him, a clear sign that Chuuya has pleased him, the possessiveness he can sense behind it. It makes him feel weirdly warm. He'd do worse than this, just to hear that.]
You're really gonna make me walk around like this?
[His pants are a sticky mess now. And they still have so many tokens left.]
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