It's true; Dazai ending up dead in an apparent suicide would make people more suspicious than anything. It's an interesting thought, though, and he hums as he considers it, though the sound catches rough in his throat. Dazai's eyes flutter closed, but he's far from passing out just from this; instead, he's enjoying the hand on his dick, only opening his eyes to frown when the friction of Jouno's hand is gone.
Ah, lube, then. Dazai doesn't particularly care if it hurts or not, and he knows Jouno doesn't either. The look on Jouno's face, the wrinkle of his nose, is a bit cute, if Dazai were into guys like this. Which he's not. Jouno is a good fuck, but god forbid Dazai ever want to date him.
The expression on Dazai's face doesn't change when Jouno's hand comes back down, presses against his entrance. He's used to it, shifts his hips to spread his legs a bit more. He's not expecting foreplay here, but he doesn't want it, either; that's too soft, too pleasant, too nice. Nothing about either of them is nice. That's why Dazai likes it.
"Go ahead. If anyone were to kill me, it ought to be you. You've earned it." He says it with nonchalance, reaching down to wrap his hand around his dick, picking up where Jouno had left off.
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Date: 2022-05-19 04:20 am (UTC)Ah, lube, then. Dazai doesn't particularly care if it hurts or not, and he knows Jouno doesn't either. The look on Jouno's face, the wrinkle of his nose, is a bit cute, if Dazai were into guys like this. Which he's not. Jouno is a good fuck, but god forbid Dazai ever want to date him.
The expression on Dazai's face doesn't change when Jouno's hand comes back down, presses against his entrance. He's used to it, shifts his hips to spread his legs a bit more. He's not expecting foreplay here, but he doesn't want it, either; that's too soft, too pleasant, too nice. Nothing about either of them is nice. That's why Dazai likes it.
"Go ahead. If anyone were to kill me, it ought to be you. You've earned it." He says it with nonchalance, reaching down to wrap his hand around his dick, picking up where Jouno had left off.