(it is. part of him wonders why it is, after all - is it a flaw of dazai to use others, or is it a flaw of chuuya to simply not walk away? hardly matters. dazai can't argue. it's too much happening at the same time, the pleasure, the way his brain fights through it to breathe, and just how masochistically, he enjoys it. all he makes chuuya feel in return, a hand reluctantly leaving the hips it purples to bring chuuya's hair into a pull, all his strength, as he rides the waves of orgasm.
not that he is stopping, it's dry, contained. surprise, chuuya, things he can do with his own control.)
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not that he is stopping, it's dry, contained. surprise, chuuya, things he can do with his own control.)