[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?
[Of course Dazai doesn't answer. It's a valid counter-question, but Chuuya is still tempted to refuse to answer, just on principle. It's a good principle. Except after two orgasms, there's not much fight left in him, and he's using it all on solving this puzzle.]
I want to prove that I can. [Which isn't the same thing as wanting to escape at all. He picks up a couple of props, looks at them, then slots one in to unlock a drawer. See? He had figured something out!] -- For you.
[The last part is said in a lower voice, harder to catch, because he's not sure why he's admitting it. It's gross, is what it is. But this game was always about entertaining Dazai. And Chuuya wants Dazai's attention on him. He wants more than just that.]
Shit, why is the next part across the room...
[He'll walk over there, very stiffly, very awkwardly, biting the insides of his cheeks to prevent any sounds from escaping.]
[Awwwwwwww look at the cute murderpuppy!! He's so adorable, Dazai could die. (And he still kinda hopes he does. But he supposes that death will come, whether he hurries it along or not.)
Given that he definitely heard Chuuya's confession, Dazai leaves his lazy leaning position to catch up with Chuuya - not exactly difficult, considering the circumstances.]
Chuuya...
[Dazai isn't going to try to stop Chuuya, but he does put a hand on his head, gently stroking it. Really, Chuuya has proven that he could beat the escape room, even with the special handicaps that Dazai put in place. It's fine; he doesn't have to go through the formalities of actually finishing the rest of the required actions, unless he really, really wants to.]
You've proven yourself already. Rather than escaping... how about spending a few more minutes locked up, hmm?
[It seems a shame not to use that cross, after all. And, hey, it's a lot closer to where they are than the next step of the escape room solution is! So it would even save Chuuya some oversensitive steps!!
Dazai is not going to insist, though: they can always finish up the game here, and see about continuing their other game at home. The choice is Chuuya's. Dazai has already acknowledged Chuuya's accomplishments, regardless.]
[Dazai wouldn't have needed to do anything more to stop Chuuya. He's immediately pausing, leaning his head into Dazai's hand, and then, because it feels natural - even though these things should never feel natural to him - turns and just fully leans his body into Dazai's. He'd be embarrassed if he actually thought about it, but his brain is wiped.
And he likes the sound of Dazai's voice. It's not a tone he uses very often at all.]
So that was your plan.
[Chuuya is assuming he would have ended up trapped again one way or another, if Dazai wanted him to be. But this does sound like he's somehow earned himself a reprieve. Except that Dazai's offer is for him to keep torturing Chuuya, so can he really call it a reprieve?
Well. A softening of his sentence, maybe. And giving in to him would feel good. Torture feels different when he's fully submitting.
He really doesn't want to keep thinking.]
Let me guess, with at least one camera pointed straight at me? [Another thing he doesn't want to think about.] -- Fine. My legs won't hold me up much longer, there's no way I'd actually get away.
[Well, well... It seems like Dazai has done an even better job of softening up Chuuya than he thought! So much the better. He puts a careful arm around Chuuya at the leaning, just in case. Maybe Dazai can't offer much in the way of real, actual physical support, but it's the thought that counts!
The cross was hardly Dazai's one and only plan, or even the most important one, but it was a plan, and a nicely aesthetic one at that. It's even better when Chuuya is relatively malleable, and all Dazai really needs to do is fuck him. The fact that the arm and leg cuffs will help keep Chuuya up is just a bonus.]
Of course this is getting filmed. [There are heavy undertones of DUH in his voice, before Dazai switches moods again.] But... this part, nobody else gets to see.
[He's not necessarily letting anyone see any of the rest, either, honestly. But he will make a hard promise for this part, anyway!
It's only a few steps to the cross, but Dazai lets Chuuya take his time with it, holding and encouraging him, but not forcing him ahead. Then it's just a matter of grabbing Chuuya's wrists, one by one, and slowly lifting them up towards the cuffs. Again, Dazai isn't forcing anything; with some imagination, one might think he is making Chuuya do everything himself. There's only the gentlest of guidance.]
[Chuuya can push himself to keep going for a long time, if he has to. He probably could have now, too. But he has permission not to, he has permission to let go, and so it didn't matter how stubborn he can be. It had been an incredibly easy flip to switch.
He hadn't wanted to escape. He'd wanted this. He'd wanted to keep working hard until he was given this. He allows Dazai to guide him where he wants him, enjoying the arm around him, even if it's not exactly holding him up.]
Do I even want to know how often you've filmed things?
[Probably not. Chuuya steps up onto the small footrests meant to hold him in place as he's been strapped in, and raises his arms up above his head. Even those movements feel too sensitive now.]
Should just let you get some bigger toys like this for the apartment, so you don't have to do this to me in public.
[He knows that's not why they're doing it in public.]
Should I share my password with you so you can see for yourself?
[... He's probably kidding. Probably. Honestly, it's not like he often goes back to what photos and recordings he does have, because there's little point: that's just second-hand enjoyment at best, and he can have the real deal if and when he wants it, for the most part.
But he probably does have a thing or two. You never know when it comes in handy!]
Mhm. Too bad your cellar is filled with wine.
[You could have had a sex dungeon, Chuuya! Your priorities are absurd. :/
With Chuuya's hands locked in, Dazai is free to slide Chuuya's pants down, putting in the half-assed effort of getting one leg out of them. That's all he needs for full access, after all! Chuuya can just deal with standing there with one leg fully clothed, and the other naked and without a shoe. Dazai gives Chuuya's ass a light pat.]
I definitely don't want to actually watch any of it.
[He's not sure if watching it after the fact would be just as humiliating as experiencing it - or maybe even more so. He'd probably be more embarrassed seeing his own actions after Dazai has worn him down enough to make him give in. The way he needs touch and praise so much. The way he'd do almost anything to get it. The way he just wants to curl up into Dazai afterwards.
But it's not like he's worried about that now - because Dazai already has him at that stage. He starts to kick off the other shoe, but when Dazai tells him to spread, he's immediately obeying instead.]
There's the dojo.
[Or the spare bedroom he turned into a dojo/home gym, since he doesn't actually use it that much. He usually works out elsewhere.]
[With Chuuya's legs spread, it's easy to lock those into place as well, so Dazai crouches in order to do just that, wrapping the padded cuffs around Chuuya's ankles before strapping them in. In retrospect, the fact that this cross is of reasonable quality should have been a sure sign that it was not just a prop - but then, it's not difficult to make things seem worse than they are. Chuuya does tend to expect quality, anyway.]
So there is. Let's consider redecorating it later, hmm?
[They are a little bit occupied at the moment, after all. Not that Dazai minds if they keep talking about their future sex dungeon, but he enjoys it when Chuuya is incapable of thinking (in even his usual, weird ways, that is!), so he means to take advantage of how far he's gotten Chuuya at the moment.
Straightening himself, he pushes against the plug, then starts playing with it, pulling it back a little before letting it go back in.]
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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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I want to prove that I can. [Which isn't the same thing as wanting to escape at all. He picks up a couple of props, looks at them, then slots one in to unlock a drawer. See? He had figured something out!] -- For you.
[The last part is said in a lower voice, harder to catch, because he's not sure why he's admitting it. It's gross, is what it is. But this game was always about entertaining Dazai. And Chuuya wants Dazai's attention on him. He wants more than just that.]
Shit, why is the next part across the room...
[He'll walk over there, very stiffly, very awkwardly, biting the insides of his cheeks to prevent any sounds from escaping.]
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Given that he definitely heard Chuuya's confession, Dazai leaves his lazy leaning position to catch up with Chuuya - not exactly difficult, considering the circumstances.]
Chuuya...
[Dazai isn't going to try to stop Chuuya, but he does put a hand on his head, gently stroking it. Really, Chuuya has proven that he could beat the escape room, even with the special handicaps that Dazai put in place. It's fine; he doesn't have to go through the formalities of actually finishing the rest of the required actions, unless he really, really wants to.]
You've proven yourself already. Rather than escaping... how about spending a few more minutes locked up, hmm?
[It seems a shame not to use that cross, after all. And, hey, it's a lot closer to where they are than the next step of the escape room solution is! So it would even save Chuuya some oversensitive steps!!
Dazai is not going to insist, though: they can always finish up the game here, and see about continuing their other game at home. The choice is Chuuya's. Dazai has already acknowledged Chuuya's accomplishments, regardless.]
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And he likes the sound of Dazai's voice. It's not a tone he uses very often at all.]
So that was your plan.
[Chuuya is assuming he would have ended up trapped again one way or another, if Dazai wanted him to be. But this does sound like he's somehow earned himself a reprieve. Except that Dazai's offer is for him to keep torturing Chuuya, so can he really call it a reprieve?
Well. A softening of his sentence, maybe. And giving in to him would feel good. Torture feels different when he's fully submitting.
He really doesn't want to keep thinking.]
Let me guess, with at least one camera pointed straight at me? [Another thing he doesn't want to think about.] -- Fine. My legs won't hold me up much longer, there's no way I'd actually get away.
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The cross was hardly Dazai's one and only plan, or even the most important one, but it was a plan, and a nicely aesthetic one at that. It's even better when Chuuya is relatively malleable, and all Dazai really needs to do is fuck him. The fact that the arm and leg cuffs will help keep Chuuya up is just a bonus.]
Of course this is getting filmed. [There are heavy undertones of DUH in his voice, before Dazai switches moods again.] But... this part, nobody else gets to see.
[He's not necessarily letting anyone see any of the rest, either, honestly. But he will make a hard promise for this part, anyway!
It's only a few steps to the cross, but Dazai lets Chuuya take his time with it, holding and encouraging him, but not forcing him ahead. Then it's just a matter of grabbing Chuuya's wrists, one by one, and slowly lifting them up towards the cuffs. Again, Dazai isn't forcing anything; with some imagination, one might think he is making Chuuya do everything himself. There's only the gentlest of guidance.]
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He hadn't wanted to escape. He'd wanted this. He'd wanted to keep working hard until he was given this. He allows Dazai to guide him where he wants him, enjoying the arm around him, even if it's not exactly holding him up.]
Do I even want to know how often you've filmed things?
[Probably not. Chuuya steps up onto the small footrests meant to hold him in place as he's been strapped in, and raises his arms up above his head. Even those movements feel too sensitive now.]
Should just let you get some bigger toys like this for the apartment, so you don't have to do this to me in public.
[He knows that's not why they're doing it in public.]
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[... He's probably kidding. Probably. Honestly, it's not like he often goes back to what photos and recordings he does have, because there's little point: that's just second-hand enjoyment at best, and he can have the real deal if and when he wants it, for the most part.
But he probably does have a thing or two. You never know when it comes in handy!]
Mhm. Too bad your cellar is filled with wine.
[You could have had a sex dungeon, Chuuya! Your priorities are absurd. :/
With Chuuya's hands locked in, Dazai is free to slide Chuuya's pants down, putting in the half-assed effort of getting one leg out of them. That's all he needs for full access, after all! Chuuya can just deal with standing there with one leg fully clothed, and the other naked and without a shoe. Dazai gives Chuuya's ass a light pat.]
Spread.
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[He's not sure if watching it after the fact would be just as humiliating as experiencing it - or maybe even more so. He'd probably be more embarrassed seeing his own actions after Dazai has worn him down enough to make him give in. The way he needs touch and praise so much. The way he'd do almost anything to get it. The way he just wants to curl up into Dazai afterwards.
But it's not like he's worried about that now - because Dazai already has him at that stage. He starts to kick off the other shoe, but when Dazai tells him to spread, he's immediately obeying instead.]
There's the dojo.
[Or the spare bedroom he turned into a dojo/home gym, since he doesn't actually use it that much. He usually works out elsewhere.]
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So there is. Let's consider redecorating it later, hmm?
[They are a little bit occupied at the moment, after all. Not that Dazai minds if they keep talking about their future sex dungeon, but he enjoys it when Chuuya is incapable of thinking (in even his usual, weird ways, that is!), so he means to take advantage of how far he's gotten Chuuya at the moment.
Straightening himself, he pushes against the plug, then starts playing with it, pulling it back a little before letting it go back in.]
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