[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.]
[Chuuya knows there's nothing he could offer to get him out of this. Dazai wants to humiliate him, so the only thing that might sway him would be a different kind of humiliation, but it's not like Dazai couldn't have that, too, if he wanted. Chuuya would have to come up with something Dazai couldn't easily get from him. And its' not like he can think.
His hand finds his dick, but he doesn't pull it free, because he doesn't want to make a mess.]
Is it a blindspot?
[He doesn't expect an answer. If Dazai wanted him to know, he would have told him already. Chuuya really doesn't like the idea of anyone other than Dazai seeing him like this, because no one else has ever earned that right, but at the same time...
Dazai makes the calls here, and Chuuya has to trust him. Dazai wants this. He has the right to show Chuuya off. Humiliation is burning him up as he starts to stroke himself, awkwardly in the tight space, with his hand still trapped in his pants.
He forgets about hiding his face as he looks up at Dazai, needing his reaction.]
[Dazai answers simply and (probably) honestly, for once; he has no reason to lie. If he had a problem with the chance, no matter how theoretical, that Chuuya might get seen like this, he wouldn't have done this particular thing in this particular place.
Well... Admittedly, he's definitely enjoying looming over Chuuya like this, regardless of the circumstances. But he could have accomplished that in easier ways, probably!]
If it was, I couldn't enjoy the video later.
[So clearly that was a very silly question, Chuuya! Gosh.]
[Chuuya's eyes widen in continued horror, reflexively glancing around for cameras again. Maybe if he's lucky, Dazai is blocking the camera with his body the way he's standing over Chuuya... But he knows the bastard too well for that to be any real hope. It's more likely there's a camera placed inside the cage itself for a close-up view.]
Bastard. Goddamn bastard. I'm not an exhibitionist!
[Isn't he? This is definitely turning him on. At the very least this should be over quickly, though the awkward position he's in is making jerking himself off harder than it needs to be. He groans, before giving in, allowing himself to tip over onto his side, and then his back, so at least he's not awkwardly trying to hold himself up at the same time.
He's fully aware it's leaving him more exposed to any cameras, but if that's what Dazai wants, he won't get anywhere trying to avoid it. He's also aware that he's going to end up looking like a dog rolling over to expose its belly for its owner, especially with the way he has to hold his legs up in the cramped space, but he's trying his best not to think about it. It's a little bit easier to touch himself like this.]
[... Chuuya are you seriously going to pretend you're not into this?!?! Dazai doesn't even bother saying anything, only giving Chuuya a look. Some levels of playing hard-to-get are not actually attractive, and only extremely silly.
Dazai leans onto the cage, then decided to sit on top of it with his legs pulled up, making sure he's got just enough of a view that he can tell how Chuuya keeps going.]
Never say never. There are many other cages we can still try.
[And yes, he is also thinking of chastity cages. It's not his usual priority - not when Chuuya is pleasantly horny at all times - but it's an option. Definitely worth trying at least once!
Meanwhile, Dazai is enjoying himself in his own way, but not overtly sexually. Soon, he'll have gotten Chuuya to have come twice, but he's not planning to waste his own shot too soon. Maybe he'll save that for round three! Or maybe he'll have Chuuya suck him off or something. No rush in deciding any of that when he's still playing Chuuya like a first generation console.]
[Chuuya groans again at the look Dazai gives him. Being called out by him really shouldn't be a turn on, either. And he could argue that it's not exhibitionism by itself, so it's not a complete lie, but there's no way he'd be able to make a coherent argument. And it doesn't seem important anyway.]
Never. No cages.
[He knows he shouldn't say it. He knows Dazai might take it as a challenge. But he's stubborn. And he's tempted to kick the top of the cage when Dazai sits on it, but it's only a passing thought, forgotten a second later. His orgasm is already so close. He's looking up at Dazai. He's twisting his hand awkwardly in his pants as he jerks himself closer to the edge, twisting his body with it, because it's hard to get that perfect motion like this.
He reaches up his other hand so he can hold onto the bars next to where Dazai is sitting, knuckles not quite touching his thigh. And then he's coming, forgetting to hold back his moans, forgetting to care that the sounds might be caught by the cameras.]
[No cages, indeed. Well, Dazai will get Chuuya on board for it again in some form or other, at some point. But it's not a priority right now. He's currently got Chuuya right where he wants him, after all.
And what a sight it is. Lounging on top of the cage, Dazai enjoys the view. Suddenly, briefly, he feels like the cage hampers him as well, because while he's having fun looking, it's hard not to touch when Chuuya is getting close, if only to claim ownership for something that Dazai admittedly put minimal effort into. But then, isn't that what he always does?
He puts his hand over Chuuya's clenching fingers in the end, though he takes care to only do it at the very last moment before Chuuya comes. He doesn't want his fingers broken, after all. The entire touch might almost have been an illusion, too, because once Chuuya is just about finished coming, Dazai hops off the cage again, and somehow the cage opens, seemingly by itself.]
Well done~! [Dazai beams brightly, not quite the right mood for the situation - but since when does he care about that?] And you claimed you didn't like it...
[Chuuya might not remember. He's not really thinking at the moment, his orgasm wiping all that from his mind, leaving him panting and still moaning softly inside the cage. It doesn't matter though, because Dazai will remember, and Dazai will remind him, and he'll definitely get his way. Chuuya doesn't even make it as difficult for him as he used to, now that they're not not in a relationship.
And it's a problem for future Chuuya anyway. He doesn't even immediately get out of the cage. After a second of just catching his breath, he at least lowers his legs, stretching them partially out of the now open cage. He pulls his hand out of his pants - that's going to be even more of a sticky mess now, and he's not looking forward to the sensation of his too sensitive dick trapped and rubbing against the wet fabric.
He licks the cum off his hand, and then wipes the saliva off against his thigh.]
Bastard. You know why it got me off.
[But it's hard to make himself sound annoyed after an orgasm. Chuuya starts to slide himself out of the cage finally, only rolling onto his stomach once his lower body is clear, then backing out the rest of the way on all fours. With each movement the plug reminds him that Dazai still isn't finished torturing him.]
You're really making me solve all this on hard mode...
[Dazai knows everything (more or less), so he doesn't argue that point, leaning against some impressive-looking prop or other with no attention paid to it at all. Instead, his focus is on Chuuya, albeit lazily. Dazai has more in mind, sure, but the human body does have its limits. He kind of regrets not arranging for a plate of snacks and drinks or something: it would have been a nice way to take a quick break! But he supposes he shouldn't spoil Chuuya too much, anyway. Maybe later.]
You'd be bored if it wasn't hard mode.
[Or maybe he's projecting a little, but he's pretty sure it still applies. Then again, Dazai himself is hard mode regardless of the circumstances, so maybe it's not strictly necessary to make things even harder...? Too bad if that's the case, though: Dazai needs his fun, too!]
[Boring wouldn't be the right word for it, but he still wouldn't want it any other way. Even if it's humiliating. Even if he doesn't know who's watching. Even if he knows it's going to leave him wrecked. He's already having to remind himself to keep moving, feeling a little worn out and boneless after that second orgasm, and he can feel his body objecting to the way the plug is already trying to get him interested in round three.
He's still on all fours. He looks up at Dazai, head tilted back to meet his eyes. The bastard is too damn hot even when he's not towering over him and looking that pleased. Chuuya's eyes briefly drop to his crotch as if to check that he's getting off on this, too (there's a part of him that already just wants to beg for it even if he's in no way ready for another round), but he quickly lifts his gaze again, and then starts pushing up his body. He's doing this.]
I already figured out the next clue anyway.
[He thinks. It's hard to think. He's definitely walking a bit awkwardly, trying not to shift the plug or cause friction, biting back a few whimpers that he knows Dazai will still catch.]
[That's a dog for you: always hungry for a bone! Dazai isn't sporting a raging boner, as it happens, but that doesn't mean he's not enjoying himself. It's just that the mental excitement always comes long before the physical. The physical can catch up quickly enough, when the time comes!
Dazai looks on curiously as Chuuya continues. Has he really figured out the next clue? Well... it's not like Chuuya isn't smart in his own way, but Dazai is still a bit surprised if Chuuya's managed to keep his other head in the game as well.
It's kind of heartwarming (or dickwarming!) to see Chuuya soldier on, regardless, and Dazai can't help a soft smile, though he tries to make sure not to show it while Chuuya is looking at him. "No point if it's not a challenge," indeed. There's something truly adorable about Chuuya's particular brand of stupidity.]
That is impressive.
[He doesn't mind saying that. He can always pretend it's sarcastic.
Meanwhile, Dazai isn't even pretending like he's helping with the escape room at all. He should. He could. But he's having more fun witnessing Chuuya trying so very hard, so why would he contribute, himself?]
[Chuuya isn't too disappointed that Dazai isn't fully hard. He knows how he works, and he knows that Dazai is enjoying this. After all, he set this up, there are few things Dazai enjoys more than getting his way, especially if it involves Chuuya torturing himself for him.
Well, and for whoever is on the other side of that camera, but it's easier if he doesn't think about that too much. Dazai is the only one here who matters to Chuuya.]
If the cage was just a trap, then it's obvious.
[But he sounds surprised - and honestly pleased - by the compliment. It's enough to make him want to push himself a little more, just to be praised like that again. It's always been weird to him how much he craves those words whenever he's submitting like this, when the idea that he might need approval at all would normally just piss him off and get him defensive.
It's not going to be easy, though. His brain is definitely more than a little fried, and the plug is a constant distraction, but he's stubborn.]
What will you do if the werewolf manages to escape your dungeons after all?
[Dazai leans a shoulder against the Saint Andrew's cross, because it's actually not uncomfortable, and standing is definitely way too much effort. Besides, this is an easy way to keep an eye on Chuuya without following him around. He can always breathe in Chuuya's neck again later.]
Now there's a good question!
[His tone suggests it's not that great a question at all, but he'll generously answer anyway. Or, rather: he'll bring the focus back to the actually important point.]
The question is: does the werewolf still want to escape?
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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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His hand finds his dick, but he doesn't pull it free, because he doesn't want to make a mess.]
Is it a blindspot?
[He doesn't expect an answer. If Dazai wanted him to know, he would have told him already. Chuuya really doesn't like the idea of anyone other than Dazai seeing him like this, because no one else has ever earned that right, but at the same time...
Dazai makes the calls here, and Chuuya has to trust him. Dazai wants this. He has the right to show Chuuya off. Humiliation is burning him up as he starts to stroke himself, awkwardly in the tight space, with his hand still trapped in his pants.
He forgets about hiding his face as he looks up at Dazai, needing his reaction.]
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[Dazai answers simply and (probably) honestly, for once; he has no reason to lie. If he had a problem with the chance, no matter how theoretical, that Chuuya might get seen like this, he wouldn't have done this particular thing in this particular place.
Well... Admittedly, he's definitely enjoying looming over Chuuya like this, regardless of the circumstances. But he could have accomplished that in easier ways, probably!]
If it was, I couldn't enjoy the video later.
[So clearly that was a very silly question, Chuuya! Gosh.]
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Bastard. Goddamn bastard. I'm not an exhibitionist!
[Isn't he? This is definitely turning him on. At the very least this should be over quickly, though the awkward position he's in is making jerking himself off harder than it needs to be. He groans, before giving in, allowing himself to tip over onto his side, and then his back, so at least he's not awkwardly trying to hold himself up at the same time.
He's fully aware it's leaving him more exposed to any cameras, but if that's what Dazai wants, he won't get anywhere trying to avoid it. He's also aware that he's going to end up looking like a dog rolling over to expose its belly for its owner, especially with the way he has to hold his legs up in the cramped space, but he's trying his best not to think about it. It's a little bit easier to touch himself like this.]
Never letting you get me in a cage again.
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Dazai leans onto the cage, then decided to sit on top of it with his legs pulled up, making sure he's got just enough of a view that he can tell how Chuuya keeps going.]
Never say never. There are many other cages we can still try.
[And yes, he is also thinking of chastity cages. It's not his usual priority - not when Chuuya is pleasantly horny at all times - but it's an option. Definitely worth trying at least once!
Meanwhile, Dazai is enjoying himself in his own way, but not overtly sexually. Soon, he'll have gotten Chuuya to have come twice, but he's not planning to waste his own shot too soon. Maybe he'll save that for round three! Or maybe he'll have Chuuya suck him off or something. No rush in deciding any of that when he's still playing Chuuya like a first generation console.]
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Never. No cages.
[He knows he shouldn't say it. He knows Dazai might take it as a challenge. But he's stubborn. And he's tempted to kick the top of the cage when Dazai sits on it, but it's only a passing thought, forgotten a second later. His orgasm is already so close. He's looking up at Dazai. He's twisting his hand awkwardly in his pants as he jerks himself closer to the edge, twisting his body with it, because it's hard to get that perfect motion like this.
He reaches up his other hand so he can hold onto the bars next to where Dazai is sitting, knuckles not quite touching his thigh. And then he's coming, forgetting to hold back his moans, forgetting to care that the sounds might be caught by the cameras.]
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[No cages, indeed. Well, Dazai will get Chuuya on board for it again in some form or other, at some point. But it's not a priority right now. He's currently got Chuuya right where he wants him, after all.
And what a sight it is. Lounging on top of the cage, Dazai enjoys the view. Suddenly, briefly, he feels like the cage hampers him as well, because while he's having fun looking, it's hard not to touch when Chuuya is getting close, if only to claim ownership for something that Dazai admittedly put minimal effort into. But then, isn't that what he always does?
He puts his hand over Chuuya's clenching fingers in the end, though he takes care to only do it at the very last moment before Chuuya comes. He doesn't want his fingers broken, after all. The entire touch might almost have been an illusion, too, because once Chuuya is just about finished coming, Dazai hops off the cage again, and somehow the cage opens, seemingly by itself.]
Well done~! [Dazai beams brightly, not quite the right mood for the situation - but since when does he care about that?] And you claimed you didn't like it...
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And it's a problem for future Chuuya anyway. He doesn't even immediately get out of the cage. After a second of just catching his breath, he at least lowers his legs, stretching them partially out of the now open cage. He pulls his hand out of his pants - that's going to be even more of a sticky mess now, and he's not looking forward to the sensation of his too sensitive dick trapped and rubbing against the wet fabric.
He licks the cum off his hand, and then wipes the saliva off against his thigh.]
Bastard. You know why it got me off.
[But it's hard to make himself sound annoyed after an orgasm. Chuuya starts to slide himself out of the cage finally, only rolling onto his stomach once his lower body is clear, then backing out the rest of the way on all fours. With each movement the plug reminds him that Dazai still isn't finished torturing him.]
You're really making me solve all this on hard mode...
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You'd be bored if it wasn't hard mode.
[Or maybe he's projecting a little, but he's pretty sure it still applies. Then again, Dazai himself is hard mode regardless of the circumstances, so maybe it's not strictly necessary to make things even harder...? Too bad if that's the case, though: Dazai needs his fun, too!]
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[Boring wouldn't be the right word for it, but he still wouldn't want it any other way. Even if it's humiliating. Even if he doesn't know who's watching. Even if he knows it's going to leave him wrecked. He's already having to remind himself to keep moving, feeling a little worn out and boneless after that second orgasm, and he can feel his body objecting to the way the plug is already trying to get him interested in round three.
He's still on all fours. He looks up at Dazai, head tilted back to meet his eyes. The bastard is too damn hot even when he's not towering over him and looking that pleased. Chuuya's eyes briefly drop to his crotch as if to check that he's getting off on this, too (there's a part of him that already just wants to beg for it even if he's in no way ready for another round), but he quickly lifts his gaze again, and then starts pushing up his body. He's doing this.]
I already figured out the next clue anyway.
[He thinks. It's hard to think. He's definitely walking a bit awkwardly, trying not to shift the plug or cause friction, biting back a few whimpers that he knows Dazai will still catch.]
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Dazai looks on curiously as Chuuya continues. Has he really figured out the next clue? Well... it's not like Chuuya isn't smart in his own way, but Dazai is still a bit surprised if Chuuya's managed to keep his other head in the game as well.
It's kind of heartwarming (or dickwarming!) to see Chuuya soldier on, regardless, and Dazai can't help a soft smile, though he tries to make sure not to show it while Chuuya is looking at him. "No point if it's not a challenge," indeed. There's something truly adorable about Chuuya's particular brand of stupidity.]
That is impressive.
[He doesn't mind saying that. He can always pretend it's sarcastic.
Meanwhile, Dazai isn't even pretending like he's helping with the escape room at all. He should. He could. But he's having more fun witnessing Chuuya trying so very hard, so why would he contribute, himself?]
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Well, and for whoever is on the other side of that camera, but it's easier if he doesn't think about that too much. Dazai is the only one here who matters to Chuuya.]
If the cage was just a trap, then it's obvious.
[But he sounds surprised - and honestly pleased - by the compliment. It's enough to make him want to push himself a little more, just to be praised like that again. It's always been weird to him how much he craves those words whenever he's submitting like this, when the idea that he might need approval at all would normally just piss him off and get him defensive.
It's not going to be easy, though. His brain is definitely more than a little fried, and the plug is a constant distraction, but he's stubborn.]
What will you do if the werewolf manages to escape your dungeons after all?
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Now there's a good question!
[His tone suggests it's not that great a question at all, but he'll generously answer anyway. Or, rather: he'll bring the focus back to the actually important point.]
The question is: does the werewolf still want to escape?
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