[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.]
[Dazai fakes indignation at the question. The tokens are one thing - he's willing to save those for some other time, or even to give them away to whatever brats may be hanging around the arcade - but they do have other plans, still.]
We still have an escape room to get to, Chuuya!
[Do you really want to cut your date short just to change your pants? :( It's not Dazai's fault that Chuuya wet his pants!! :((( (Well, it kind of is, but shhh!)]
[He'd forgotten about the escape room. Well, not really, but he'd been trying not to think about how long all of Dazai's plans are going to take. He still doesn't hesitate before answering, though.]
I'm not backing out of anything. I already agreed.
[He's just whining because he's half convinced he'll end up with a noticeable wet spot on his pants. And because Dazai is a bastard and it's humiliating and Chuuya is going to have to step back and face the reality of other people existing soon.]
Even if you wanna make me try Dance Dance Revolution. [Pause.] How many times are you planning to make me come in public?
Well then... Dazai entertains the idea of DDR a little more seriously, but in the end, decides against it. The plug is effective, but the longer they keep doing this, the higher the odds of Chuuya accidentally expelling it during climax, and that seems inconvenient to have happen in public, even disregarding any potential mess and subsequent rearranging. Besides, Chuuya shouldn't get too used to these things, lest they lose their effectiveness in the future.]
Let's go to the escape room. Before everyone around sees how you've tried and failed to mark your territory.
[You bad wolf, you.
By all means, let's pretend that Dazai is a nice and considerate guy with this plan. And let's not think too much about how an escape room, with some prior arranging, can be a lot more private, and even more escape-oriented than usual.]
[That really is a horrifying suggestion. Chuuya wonders if he'll even be able to walk at the end of it, but quickly forces that thought away again. It's better not to worry about that yet. He can feel his cock throbbing slightly as though he didn't just come in his pants.
No, Dazai is definitely not nice or considerate, not when it comes to this. If they're leaving, it's more likely because he's possessive, and the longer they keep doing this the more likely it is that someone else will notice. That probably won't bother Dazai -- someone might already have noticed, though Chuuya still doesn't dare to check -- but he'd never allow anyone to actually interfere, or maybe even comment.
(There's a part of Chuuya almost wants to see what Dazai would do if they did.)]
Thought you were the one marking your territory.
[Or reminding Chuuya who he belongs to. He pulls back finally, though not far, just enough that they can actually start walking. He reaches up to adjust the ears, just in case.]
[Listen, his marking hasn't even started yet. But it will. (Probably, anyway. But, even if not, it's fun to both excite and scare Chuuya.)]
That would make you an extremely shameful wolf!
[There's something to be said for making Chuuya run, but nah. It might give someone else ideas, too, and Dazai isn't looking to threaten or execute murder on this particular day.
Instead, he'll put an arm around Chuuya, and more or less turn him in the right direction so they can start walking. It may or may not be a bit exposing, but hey, they do need to go to the next location! Clearly any embarrassment on Chuuya's part is not Dazai's fault.
As they make their way out of the arcade, Dazai will shove the unused tokens at someone. It's Fine.]
[Dazai keeps being frustratingly vague with his answers. Chuuya should be used to it now, because Dazai never tells him his plans, even going so far as to mislead Chuuya into thinking he knows what's coming, like with those tokens they were clearly never going to need. And Chuuya still always falls for it, too. It puts him on edge, anticipation building as he tries to guess what the real plan is.]
I wasn't actually going to run.
[It's a slight objection to the way Dazai just grabs and steers him, jolting his body. He doesn't resist, though. It's a bit difficult to keep up with the plug pushing him into too much stimulation, but he tries his best.
And refuses to look at any other people they pass. With how obvious Dazai is being, he might as well have just put a leash on him.]
Is this because I said I'd defeat the evil vampire?
[In retrospect, the leash does seem like something Dazai might actually have gotten away with! But then, it is a bit much for in public, even for a day when dress-up makes many things more acceptable. Maybe next year~
At any rate, while Dazai is grabbing Chuuya, it's hardly intended as a leash alternative, or even to be particularly trapping. He really only means to get Chuuya moving! It's just that, once Dazai has grabbed hold, it seems a shame to let go. Chuuya is basically the perfect height for an arm rest.]
For someone with such expensive taste as Chuuya, you should know that talk is cheap.
[Le sigh. Silly to think that that threat was more than so many meaningless sounds.]
Though if you want to engage in a battle with this vampire... how about a battle of wits?
[Voilà~! They have arrived at the escape room. Dazai, being the gentleman that he is, will even open the door for Chuuya, though that does regrettably mean he has to let go of Chuuya.
Of course, an escape room is meant to be a collaborative effort. But maybe Dazai was idly threatening in his own way.
Or maybe Dazai is just hinting about what's to come, since he does have evil plans. (When doesn't he?)]
[Dazai could get away with a lot, really. Chuuya complains but he hasn't been resisting - not in any way that actually matters, at least - and an orgasm usually leaves him more compliant anyway. He ends up leaning into Dazai as they walk, still embarrassed by what other people might think about their relationship (that they have a relationship), his face a little red, but it's nice. He doesn't actually want it to stop.
So he's just as reluctant to move away once they reach the escape room.]
I know better than to play by your rules. You never even follow them yourself.
[They're both cheaters, really. And a battle of wits against Dazai sounds like an even worse idea than playing DDR while wearing a butt plug. Chuuya already knows he'll be losing today, no matter what Dazai's plan is, and there's no way to tell if what he's saying is a hint at all.]
Don't they watch through a camera the whole time we're in the room? Meaning we can't be too obvious?
[Dazai never following even his own rules is a fair point, and he doesn't bother arguing, at most humming a bit in agreement in passing. He has other priorities at the moment, like guiding Chuuya through the fairly neutral hallway of the supposed escape room, with some options to shed coats and shoes as desired, and onto the main venue.
It definitely looks vaguely like a quasi-medieval fantasy torture basement. And there are a few cameras around, fairly visibly, though of course Dazai has made arrangements for no one to be watching. There's no need to share that information with Chuuya, though, and so:]
Now you're worried about being seen?
[After coming in public in a busy arcade, no less? Seriously, Chuuya, that is just strange!
Anyway, there is a mystery to (potentially) solve, here. That just isn't what Dazai is most focused on.]
[Chuuya listens halfheartedly to the instructions from the employee, which mostly have to do with not being an idiot or breaking anything. If anything goes too wrong in there, Chuuya figures he'll just throw money at the problem until he forgets it exists, because he really doesn't want to pay attention to anyone other than Dazai at the moment. Thankfully, the employee seems happy to just run through the instructions as quickly as possible, before locking them in the room together.
Chuuya is trying not to react too visibly to the decorations in the room. They're just props, so Dazai can't actually use anything in there against him, right?]
I've been worried about it the whole time, but it's not like I could do anything about it.
[Because if Dazai wants Chuuya to humiliate himself, then he will be humiliated. Which unfortunately is true here as well. Chuuya glances at the cameras, and wonders if there are any blind spots. If there are, then Dazai knows all about them already.
He's just hoping Dazai's possessive streak will save him here as well.]
I'm getting started before you can get started.
[He quickly moves away from Dazai to start looking around for clues.]
[As the staff leave and Chuuya gets to work with absurd but characteristic enthusiasm, Dazai just hangs back. Not only is there no need to rush this, but it will be entertaining enough to make Chuuya run around briefly before he inevitably hits a wall.
Well, Chuuya could get some way into the puzzle, and that would be fine. But it's not going to be what sets them free! And Dazai expects Chuuya to get stuck in a trap of some sort sooner rather than later. Of course, he can help with that if not. Looking at one of the cameras, he gives it a thumbs up. He's got it from here, thanks!]
So eager to finish? ... Even though you finished just before.
[He's hilarious, thank you for noticing.
Making no effort whatsoever so solve the room's mystery, Dazai focuses instead on the props, flicking a finger against a massive Saint Andrew's cross.]
[Stop talking about his orgasm. Chuuya glances at a camera, and then away, so whoever is watching can't see his face turning red. At least looking around at the props is a good excuse for hiding his face, so he focuses on a box labeled "evidence." It seems to need a key to open, though. It's clearly not where he's meant to start.
There's a skeleton over in a corner, with manacles around it's wrists and legs, stuck to the wall. He'll go look at that instead, grabbing a small coin pouch it was clutching in its hand for his first clue.]
Is that what the game is? I have to get away from you?
[If so, he really is screwed. He can actually feel some adrenaline building at the thought, which is ridiculous, because it's still just Dazai. And he's never been scared of Dazai. And these torture devices are still just props.]
[These things really are a bit silly, aren't they? Imagine real life ever being so bluntly obvious as to label an important box "EVIDENCE"! ... But of course, that could just be a distraction. Either way, Dazai is just going to let Chuuya do any and all "work".
He smirks at Chuuya's first questions, revealing his cheesy vampire fangs.]
Don't you think it's a little late for that?
[He's not even talking about the escape room as such - though he could be. Chuuya was fucked (in all but the literal sense (and also sorta kinda in the literal sense)) since the arcade - and since long, long before that.]
You'll find out, won't you?
[Since Chuuya absolutely couldn't figure out an escape room by himself! ... That, or Dazai is just rushing him so he'll make a stupid mistake.]
[Those fangs should not be threatening. They're cheap plastic, and besides that, out of the two of them, Chuuya is the one who actually bites. Maybe he should bite. He's playing this game on Dazai's terms, and that's definitely not the way to defeat the evil count. He could do this another way if he really wanted.
But that's only a passing thought, and then he's already looking around for more clues and puzzles to solve.]
What do I get for managing to escape?
[He says it like it's a sure thing, that of course he'll be able to escape. But then it's no fun for either of them if he admits defeat already. And he's stubborn.
He can also tell why it's recommended to bring a group of people to these things, though. He's having to move around a lot, finding clues in one place, leading him back to a puzzle he was unable to finish earlier, which then gives him a missing piece to unlock something at the other side of the room. It's a lot to keep track of, and it takes a lot of extra time going back and forth like this.
Not to mention what all the movement is doing to that damn plug. He's already hard by the time he has to get down on all fours, crawling inside a dog crate cage to read a message scratched into the floor.]
If you manage all by yourself? [Dazai barely even pretends to think this over, because they both know it's not happening - not because Chuuya isn't smart enough, but because any game involving Dazai, even on the sidelines, will always be rigged in his favor, somehow.] A bottle of whatever wine you want.
[... If Chuuya magically manages, he will literally just get an empty bottle. But that makes Dazai's promise not-empty, so!]
Say what?
[Dazai is sure he has no idea what you are even talking about, Chuuya! Look at him sounding all innocent here!! ... Well, until the cage closes up the moment Chuuya is fully inside of it. Dazai did kind of see that coming, and not only because he basically arranged for it. (He may have even pushed a button to make it happen. But you'll never prove anything!)]
... "I told you so"?
[That is definitely not what he would have said before, but he has every right to say it now.
It's probably also the message scratched into the floor, let's face it.]
[Chuuya doesn't reply for a second. Dazai is too damn smug, and Chuuya is too damn hard, and he really should have seen this coming. He'd known this entire game was a trap, but it's still different being caught in the middle of it.]
All this just to put me in a dog crate?
[He knows that's what it is. He has a feeling it wasn't even originally part of the escape room - if any of it actually was. The crate doesn't offer much room for movement, leaving him stuck on all fours inside of it, but he manages to twist enough to look at the now shut door, using one leg to try to push it open. It doesn't budge - he could force it, but not without breaking it.
He's not giving up. He refuses to give up. If this is part of the game, then there is a way.]
You didn't even tell me so, I'm the one who said I shouldn't play by your rules.
[That possibly counts as an "I told you so!" too, if you squint. But Dazai doesn't feel any need to explain himself, especially since he already has Chuuya right where he wants him. Dazai saunters over.]
You could refuse to play by my rules, but then you could be stuck there for a long, long time. Besides, weren't you the one who was eager to get this game started?
[Depending on how you want to define the game referenced, but Dazai thinks it's a fairly accurate statement either way. Maybe not when it comes to the dog crate in particular though, L O L!
Dazai stops in front of the crate, towering over Chuuya even more than usual.]
Well? Are you eager to hear how you can free yourself from my evil clutches?
[Chuuya is briefly tempted to point out that the escape room only gives them an hour, so he won't be stuck for that long. But it's pretty damn clear by now that Dazai paid them off. He'd never allow his game to be interrupted. Chuuya won't be saved just because their time runs out.
He twists his body to look up at Dazai.]
We both know I'll never be free from you.
[He might get out of the crate, but he'll always belong to Dazai. But he's mostly pointing that out now because he's hoping it will make Dazai go a little easier on him.]
But sure, tell me how I can free myself from the cage.
[Going easy on Chuuya is always going to be relative in this context, but the words do please Dazai more than they have any business to. He smirks, his tongue teasing at one of his fangs as his lips part. Clearly he's playing up his evil persona to the max! (That, or he's actually feeling a thing. But that would be awkward, so let's stick to acting.)]
Why don't you be a good boy and jerk yourself off?
[It's going to be a bit awkward in that cage, but then, most things would be. And considering Chuuya doesn't know for sure exactly how much control Dazai has over this situation, including but not limited to having no one man the cameras, it's more fun to have Chuuya start solo.]
He does actually know for sure that Dazai has complete control over the situation. He's Dazai. It's clear by now he's put actual effort in, and he's not one to half-ass it when he's decided he wants to do something. But that doesn't mean no one's watching, or that no one's listening, or that he can just assume he knows what the set up is. Dazai is possessive, but he also loves showing Chuuya off.]
Bastard.
[He glances around for any cameras, but he can't really see much from down there, and Dazai is blocking a lot of his view as well. There's probably a camera. It might be a blindspot. Maybe - if he's lucky - Dazai's plan is to force Chuuya to do humiliating acts just out of view.
Just in case he stops twisting his body, going back to standing on all fours, turning his now bright-red face down with it. It ruins Dazai's view a little, too, but the bastard will just have to live with it. Chuuya reaches down to get his pants open, making a slight grimace at the way his panties are almost stuck to his skin already because of the drying cum. He doesn't want to push his pants off, but the feeling really isn't a good one.]
[Dazai definitely does love showing Chuuya off, but not like this. ... Well, alright, maybe under very specific circumstances. But not here and now, not this intimately - not to some random strangers who have no right to see Chuuya like this. Of course it's not like Dazai has to protect Chuuya from wandering eyes; Chuuya can do that just fine all by himself. But Chuuya still belongs to Dazai, and so Dazai decides what goes.]
Do you really have more to offer in your position?
[Dazai is such a reasonable man, always open to discussions and striking a deal. But the fact is that Chuuya can't really bring much to the table here, probably.
Then again, maybe Dazai will be pleasantly surprised.]
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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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We still have an escape room to get to, Chuuya!
[Do you really want to cut your date short just to change your pants? :( It's not Dazai's fault that Chuuya wet his pants!! :((( (Well, it kind of is, but shhh!)]
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I'm not backing out of anything. I already agreed.
[He's just whining because he's half convinced he'll end up with a noticeable wet spot on his pants. And because Dazai is a bastard and it's humiliating and Chuuya is going to have to step back and face the reality of other people existing soon.]
Even if you wanna make me try Dance Dance Revolution. [Pause.] How many times are you planning to make me come in public?
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[Enjoy that horrifying suggestion while it lasts.
Well then... Dazai entertains the idea of DDR a little more seriously, but in the end, decides against it. The plug is effective, but the longer they keep doing this, the higher the odds of Chuuya accidentally expelling it during climax, and that seems inconvenient to have happen in public, even disregarding any potential mess and subsequent rearranging. Besides, Chuuya shouldn't get too used to these things, lest they lose their effectiveness in the future.]
Let's go to the escape room. Before everyone around sees how you've tried and failed to mark your territory.
[You bad wolf, you.
By all means, let's pretend that Dazai is a nice and considerate guy with this plan. And let's not think too much about how an escape room, with some prior arranging, can be a lot more private, and even more escape-oriented than usual.]
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No, Dazai is definitely not nice or considerate, not when it comes to this. If they're leaving, it's more likely because he's possessive, and the longer they keep doing this the more likely it is that someone else will notice. That probably won't bother Dazai -- someone might already have noticed, though Chuuya still doesn't dare to check -- but he'd never allow anyone to actually interfere, or maybe even comment.
(There's a part of Chuuya almost wants to see what Dazai would do if they did.)]
Thought you were the one marking your territory.
[Or reminding Chuuya who he belongs to. He pulls back finally, though not far, just enough that they can actually start walking. He reaches up to adjust the ears, just in case.]
Is this when I should try to run away?
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[Listen, his marking hasn't even started yet. But it will. (Probably, anyway. But, even if not, it's fun to both excite and scare Chuuya.)]
That would make you an extremely shameful wolf!
[There's something to be said for making Chuuya run, but nah. It might give someone else ideas, too, and Dazai isn't looking to threaten or execute murder on this particular day.
Instead, he'll put an arm around Chuuya, and more or less turn him in the right direction so they can start walking. It may or may not be a bit exposing, but hey, they do need to go to the next location! Clearly any embarrassment on Chuuya's part is not Dazai's fault.
As they make their way out of the arcade, Dazai will shove the unused tokens at someone. It's Fine.]
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I wasn't actually going to run.
[It's a slight objection to the way Dazai just grabs and steers him, jolting his body. He doesn't resist, though. It's a bit difficult to keep up with the plug pushing him into too much stimulation, but he tries his best.
And refuses to look at any other people they pass. With how obvious Dazai is being, he might as well have just put a leash on him.]
Is this because I said I'd defeat the evil vampire?
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At any rate, while Dazai is grabbing Chuuya, it's hardly intended as a leash alternative, or even to be particularly trapping. He really only means to get Chuuya moving! It's just that, once Dazai has grabbed hold, it seems a shame to let go. Chuuya is basically the perfect height for an arm rest.]
For someone with such expensive taste as Chuuya, you should know that talk is cheap.
[Le sigh. Silly to think that that threat was more than so many meaningless sounds.]
Though if you want to engage in a battle with this vampire... how about a battle of wits?
[Voilà~! They have arrived at the escape room. Dazai, being the gentleman that he is, will even open the door for Chuuya, though that does regrettably mean he has to let go of Chuuya.
Of course, an escape room is meant to be a collaborative effort. But maybe Dazai was idly threatening in his own way.
Or maybe Dazai is just hinting about what's to come, since he does have evil plans. (When doesn't he?)]
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So he's just as reluctant to move away once they reach the escape room.]
I know better than to play by your rules. You never even follow them yourself.
[They're both cheaters, really. And a battle of wits against Dazai sounds like an even worse idea than playing DDR while wearing a butt plug. Chuuya already knows he'll be losing today, no matter what Dazai's plan is, and there's no way to tell if what he's saying is a hint at all.]
Don't they watch through a camera the whole time we're in the room? Meaning we can't be too obvious?
[Right? That will protect him a little, right?]
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It definitely looks vaguely like a quasi-medieval fantasy torture basement. And there are a few cameras around, fairly visibly, though of course Dazai has made arrangements for no one to be watching. There's no need to share that information with Chuuya, though, and so:]
Now you're worried about being seen?
[After coming in public in a busy arcade, no less? Seriously, Chuuya, that is just strange!
Anyway, there is a mystery to (potentially) solve, here. That just isn't what Dazai is most focused on.]
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Chuuya is trying not to react too visibly to the decorations in the room. They're just props, so Dazai can't actually use anything in there against him, right?]
I've been worried about it the whole time, but it's not like I could do anything about it.
[Because if Dazai wants Chuuya to humiliate himself, then he will be humiliated. Which unfortunately is true here as well. Chuuya glances at the cameras, and wonders if there are any blind spots. If there are, then Dazai knows all about them already.
He's just hoping Dazai's possessive streak will save him here as well.]
I'm getting started before you can get started.
[He quickly moves away from Dazai to start looking around for clues.]
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Well, Chuuya could get some way into the puzzle, and that would be fine. But it's not going to be what sets them free! And Dazai expects Chuuya to get stuck in a trap of some sort sooner rather than later. Of course, he can help with that if not. Looking at one of the cameras, he gives it a thumbs up. He's got it from here, thanks!]
So eager to finish? ... Even though you finished just before.
[He's hilarious, thank you for noticing.
Making no effort whatsoever so solve the room's mystery, Dazai focuses instead on the props, flicking a finger against a massive Saint Andrew's cross.]
Well, I suppose I should give you a head start.
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[Stop talking about his orgasm. Chuuya glances at a camera, and then away, so whoever is watching can't see his face turning red. At least looking around at the props is a good excuse for hiding his face, so he focuses on a box labeled "evidence." It seems to need a key to open, though. It's clearly not where he's meant to start.
There's a skeleton over in a corner, with manacles around it's wrists and legs, stuck to the wall. He'll go look at that instead, grabbing a small coin pouch it was clutching in its hand for his first clue.]
Is that what the game is? I have to get away from you?
[If so, he really is screwed. He can actually feel some adrenaline building at the thought, which is ridiculous, because it's still just Dazai. And he's never been scared of Dazai. And these torture devices are still just props.]
What happens if I run out of time?
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He smirks at Chuuya's first questions, revealing his cheesy vampire fangs.]
Don't you think it's a little late for that?
[He's not even talking about the escape room as such - though he could be. Chuuya was fucked (in all but the literal sense (and also sorta kinda in the literal sense)) since the arcade - and since long, long before that.]
You'll find out, won't you?
[Since Chuuya absolutely couldn't figure out an escape room by himself! ... That, or Dazai is just rushing him so he'll make a stupid mistake.]
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But that's only a passing thought, and then he's already looking around for more clues and puzzles to solve.]
What do I get for managing to escape?
[He says it like it's a sure thing, that of course he'll be able to escape. But then it's no fun for either of them if he admits defeat already. And he's stubborn.
He can also tell why it's recommended to bring a group of people to these things, though. He's having to move around a lot, finding clues in one place, leading him back to a puzzle he was unable to finish earlier, which then gives him a missing piece to unlock something at the other side of the room. It's a lot to keep track of, and it takes a lot of extra time going back and forth like this.
Not to mention what all the movement is doing to that damn plug. He's already hard by the time he has to get down on all fours, crawling inside a
dog cratecage to read a message scratched into the floor.]Don't even say it.
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[... If Chuuya magically manages, he will literally just get an empty bottle. But that makes Dazai's promise not-empty, so!]
Say what?
[Dazai is sure he has no idea what you are even talking about, Chuuya! Look at him sounding all innocent here!! ... Well, until the cage closes up the moment Chuuya is fully inside of it. Dazai did kind of see that coming, and not only because he basically arranged for it. (He may have even pushed a button to make it happen. But you'll never prove anything!)]
... "I told you so"?
[That is definitely not what he would have said before, but he has every right to say it now.
It's probably also the message scratched into the floor, let's face it.]
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All this just to put me in a dog crate?
[He knows that's what it is. He has a feeling it wasn't even originally part of the escape room - if any of it actually was. The crate doesn't offer much room for movement, leaving him stuck on all fours inside of it, but he manages to twist enough to look at the now shut door, using one leg to try to push it open. It doesn't budge - he could force it, but not without breaking it.
He's not giving up. He refuses to give up. If this is part of the game, then there is a way.]
You didn't even tell me so, I'm the one who said I shouldn't play by your rules.
[And yet he's playing by Dazai's rules.]
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You could refuse to play by my rules, but then you could be stuck there for a long, long time. Besides, weren't you the one who was eager to get this game started?
[Depending on how you want to define the game referenced, but Dazai thinks it's a fairly accurate statement either way. Maybe not when it comes to the dog crate in particular though, L O L!
Dazai stops in front of the crate, towering over Chuuya even more than usual.]
Well? Are you eager to hear how you can free yourself from my evil clutches?
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He twists his body to look up at Dazai.]
We both know I'll never be free from you.
[He might get out of the crate, but he'll always belong to Dazai. But he's mostly pointing that out now because he's hoping it will make Dazai go a little easier on him.]
But sure, tell me how I can free myself from the cage.
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Why don't you be a good boy and jerk yourself off?
[It's going to be a bit awkward in that cage, but then, most things would be. And considering Chuuya doesn't know for sure exactly how much control Dazai has over this situation, including but not limited to having no one man the cameras, it's more fun to have Chuuya start solo.]
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He does actually know for sure that Dazai has complete control over the situation. He's Dazai. It's clear by now he's put actual effort in, and he's not one to half-ass it when he's decided he wants to do something. But that doesn't mean no one's watching, or that no one's listening, or that he can just assume he knows what the set up is. Dazai is possessive, but he also loves showing Chuuya off.]
Bastard.
[He glances around for any cameras, but he can't really see much from down there, and Dazai is blocking a lot of his view as well. There's probably a camera. It might be a blindspot. Maybe - if he's lucky - Dazai's plan is to force Chuuya to do humiliating acts just out of view.
Just in case he stops twisting his body, going back to standing on all fours, turning his now bright-red face down with it. It ruins Dazai's view a little, too, but the bastard will just have to live with it. Chuuya reaches down to get his pants open, making a slight grimace at the way his panties are almost stuck to his skin already because of the drying cum. He doesn't want to push his pants off, but the feeling really isn't a good one.]
That's my only option?
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Do you really have more to offer in your position?
[Dazai is such a reasonable man, always open to discussions and striking a deal. But the fact is that Chuuya can't really bring much to the table here, probably.
Then again, maybe Dazai will be pleasantly surprised.]
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