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[dressing]

[As a human, Chuuya is insanely strong. As a vampire, without self-limits? Dazai can't even hope to outrun him, so he doesn't bother. They've fought before, and Dazai has lost plenty (not that he'd willingly admit it), but this is different. No amount of teasing is going to snap Chuuya out of it, and no amount of manipulation is going to get him to relent.

Is this how Dazai will end up dying? He'd laugh, but it feels pointless to gloat about it when Chuuya isn't aware enough to understand it.

Ah... he can't help himself.]

Is this how you end up falling, Chuuya? It's really quite pathetic; you've completely lost that humanity you craved so desperately, you know?

[As if saying the worst things he can think of might snap Chuuya out of it, even though Dazai is aware that's not how this works. Still... if it did, if Chuuya were to punch him in the face right now with that angry expression Dazai knows so well, he wouldn't be terribly mad about it.

Dying like this would absolutely suck, to be honest. It's not going to be painless at all. What a pity.]

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[dressing]

[This is the first time Dazai hasn’t wanted Chuuya to bite him. He’s kind of fucked here, isn’t he? The only thing worse than Chuuya is a feral Chuuya who won’t listen to any sort of orders, who doesn’t get embarrassed and end up giving into what Dazai wants. So, this isn’t Chuuya. It’s nothing like him, and Dazai genuinely tries to shove him back, tries to get space between them. Because he doesn’t like it.

Unfortunately, Chuuya is too good at being a mindless thing getting in Dazai’s way. And Dazai’s body is too good at reacting to what Chuuya does—the tearing of bandages, the nails on his skin, the blood blooming and staining. And the way Chuuya’s hips move, definitely mindless, but still-]

Stop. Whatever it is in there, Chuuya or some inconvenient little parasite, knock it off.

[Dazai knows words won’t do anything, and he also knows he’s not strong enough to overpower Chuuya, who could genuinely kill him at any moment. How horrific, honestly. This wasn’t the way Dazai wanted to go at all.]

[indensity]

[Chuuya licks Dazai's blood off his fingers, pleased, shoves three of them into his own mouth at once just to make sure he gets every last drop. The more blood he gets, the warmer his body feels, the brighter his eyes turn, although there's still no humanity to see there at all.

Chuuya really would hate what he's become. He fought hard to prove his humanity, and now he's losing it completely. He's going against everything he believes in.

But it's not like the vampire cares. Spit-slick fingers grab Dazai's head, push it back uncomfortably so Chuuya can reach down and lick at his exposed throat. There's so much delicious blood still there. He can feel Dazai's pulse. His hips push down more insistently, grinding too roughly now, because how Dazai feels about all of this is irrelevant.]

[dressing]

[If Dazai were the sort of person to wear his emotions on his sleeve--something he most certainly is not--he might look disgusted. Ah, actually... that's just his face when he looks at Chuuya, isn't it? Seeing him shove his fingers in his mouth almost mimics things they've done before, considering how much Dazai likes to see Chuuya's mouth too full to talk, but in a weird, disconcerting way. He watches the lightness of Chuuya's eyes, but no matter how much warmer his body feels, it's not him, nor does it seem like him at all.

It's a pathetic imitation, and maybe that's what has Dazai so irritated. Chuuya has always been unfailingly human, and this? This isn't anywhere near that. It's not Chuuya; it's a thing that looks like him, and this was absolutely meant, at least in some part, to get under his skin.

He hates that it's working.

The strength is Chuuya's. Dazai has never been able to contend with that, as much as he rarely admits it, but it's apparent when a familiar hand grabs his hand and pins it in place. He swallows under the warmth of Chuuya's mouth, around the sound that threatens to spill out at the feeling of Chuuya's hips grinding down.

With an annoyed noise, Dazai tries to free himself again.]