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Sister in Crime

Tying up both thieves who broke into my house. I bet both of you worth a fortune... both of you will still be suspended till the Slave Trader from the dark web come collect both of you..

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Eye Contact (Dazai x Reader)

Kinktober Day 4: Blindfold my boyfriend gave me the ick today so I'm mad at him My works: enjoy Bye now - Mars ♡

Osamu had set the mood, he went all out tonight, it was the first time since you both got together. Insisting you wanted to go slow with your new partner.

When you walked into Osamu’s apartment, his place was decently tidy, candles lit, and a diffuser that you were sure you once saw on Kunikida’s desk. Petals sprinkled on the bedsheets, and a single heart chocolate on each of the pillows.

Your boyfriend was sitting on the edge of the bed, legs sprawled wide, and smiling. “What ya think?” he gestured around the room.

“I think you’re extra but it’s cute” You joined him on the bed, pecking his kiss softly, “I love it, babe”

The detective smiled and let out a giddy chuckle, “I knew you’d like it, Bella”

He takes your hand and kisses your wrist, then your knuckles, soon enough he’s pulling you onto his lap. Eyes exploring your face, “I want you so bad right now” he whispers against your skin, placing soft reverent kisses on your body. “Been thinking about this moment all day” another soft kiss on your shoulder.

Flipping you over and gently laying you down as he cages you under him, lips finding yours in a slow kiss. “You are beautiful,” he rasps whilst he’s kissing down your neck, leaving hickeys in his trail.

“I’m going to take this off now, kay?” Osamu said whilst kissing along your collarbone, “May I have this honour?”

When you nodded, he smoothly undressed you, pausing and staring at your body, at your bare breasts exposed to his eyes.

“I am such a lucky man,” he’s leaning down and plopping himself face first into you, face squished against your soft mounds as his greedy mouth licks, sucks, and bites. Drawing delicious sounds from your throat as he does.

Osamu props himself up on his elbows, kissing your tummy and then dragging his tongue down to your hips, biting the soft flesh there. He is so slow and teasing and borderline torturous.

And you think he’s going to eat you out now but then he’s kissing back up your body, leaving you frustrated and whiney. Osamu revels in those sweet little whines that you make.

“Osamu, you tease”

“Hmm, can’t I enjoy my woman on our first night together?”

A small pout formed on your lips, making you boyfriend lean down and kiss you passionately. Swallowing your sounds, stuffing his tongue down your throat. By the time you pull away, your lips are swollen.

Osamu settled between your legs, he’s still fully dressed, the fabric of his pants pressing deliciously into your heat. Making you clench around nothing.

“I need you, right now, please, Osamu, baby please” you beg but your boyfriend doesn’t relent. Instead he smiles wickedly, and kisses you.

“I’m all yours, Bella”

Whining and pulling him closer, you kiss him back with equal passion and want. He breaks the kiss, looking at you with adoration, “I want you to keep your eyes on me”

“Okay,” you looked at Osamu’s tender eyes, your own going back and forth between his for a few seconds. Confusion swirling in your own as you look at his left eye, then right eye, then left eye again “Osamu?”

“Hm”

“I don’t know which eye to look at” you bite back a laugh, burying your face into your lover’s neck, your failed concealed laugh vibrating against his skin.

Osamu joins in with your laughter, hugging you and rolling over with you, so you’re on top of him. “Bella, I’m trying to be sexy here”

“You are sexy Osamu, you don’t need to try” you kiss each of his cheeks.

He smiles, sitting up with you in his lap, “Let’s try something then… to help with your dilemma”

You watch your boyfriend with an intrigued look as he gets up and stoops down, getting something from the nightstand bottom drawer.

Dazai stands up and holds out a red silk blindfold, smirking “May I?”

“Yes”

He steps closer, one knee sinking into the bed as he leans forward and secures the fabric around your eyes.

“I miss your beautiful face” you tease, hands coming up to wrap around his waist and pull him on top of you.

“You’ll survive, my darling” he pulls you forward, making you welp in surprise. Osamu spreads your thighs and settles between them.

“Focus on my touch… on my voice” his voice is like silk, you feel them deep in your bones. Your skin tingles when he dips his head and kisses your inner thigh.

You can feel his smile against your skin. Skin that is flushed with heat, “Osamu, I need to feel you”

“But you are feeling me, Bella”

“You know what I mean” you squeeze your thighs around his head, he moans wantonly at the action. In retaliation he bites your inner thigh, dangerously close to your heat.

The detective lazily traces his fingertips up and along your thighs, then further up against your lips, using his index and middle finger to spread you open.

You clench around nothing, heat burning your cheeks, suddenly you’re grateful for the blindfold secured around your eyes.

Dazai smiles as he takes in your pretty little cunt, clenching around nothing. He lets a globe of spit fall from his mouth to your fluttering hole. You whine as you feel the wet against your heat.

“Osamu” you groan in frustration, hands gripping the bedsheet tightly.

“Mhmm?” The detective lazily traces his fingertips around your labia, flicking your clit when he’s finished. He sighs like a man who just came from a long day of field work and settles between your thighs. He lifts one of your legs and places it on his shoulder, bandaged arm pressing over your tummy to lock you in place.

A needy whine slips out of your lips, you wanted to cuss him out right now because of course he was taking his precious time whilst you were dying to feel him.

Osamu finally, finally, connects his mouth to your awaiting heat. He uses his thumb to lift the hood of your clit, his teeth grazing the sensitive bud as he kisses it.

His mouth covers your pussy and he sucks the soul out of you. You cry out, thighs tensing against his head. He is relentless with his laps and sucks teasing little soft bites, more his teeth grazing your clit than actual bites.

It feels so good, he takes you up to the highest high and then holds you there, never giving you that sweet release you crave. Osamu does this a few times, messily eating your pussy without stopping until you’re close to exploding and then he draws back, placing soft sweet kisses around your slit and inner thighs to bring you down. Then he’s repeating that same tortuous cycle again until you’re screaming and crying for him to just let you cum.

“If you want it so badly, beg for it”

Oh, he’s so mean!

“Please, I need it, pleaaaseeee” you’re whining and crying out his name, the blindfold wet from your tears. Your hands reach out for him and he threads his fingers with yours, bringing your knuckles to his lips and kissing it.

“Need what, pretty?”

“Need to cum” you whine out, thighs trembling from your muscles tensing and untensing to relieve your frustrations.

“Pretty girl wants to cum?” he muses, connecting his mouth to your core again, attaching his wanting mouth around your clit and hallowing his cheeks to create a suction that adds the perfect pressure to your sensitive buds.

Your peak builds again, stomach twisting in that delicious way that signals you’re about to release and for once Osamu lets you, never stopping as you release into his mouth. He drinks up your cum and continues even after you become sensitive.

Too sensitive.

It’s too much, all at once and your poor little clit can’t take anymore. You buck your hips and try to wiggle away from his mouth but he grips your thighs and holds you down as he continues to lavish you like a madman.

“You wanted to cum, right?”

Damn bastard!