Dazai traced the outline of Chuuya's lips with his tongue, asking permission and tasting the remains of the wine and shed tears, at the same time. Chuuya moaned and a pleasant warmth settled in his stomach at the sound, but then Chuuya pushed him away and broke the kiss. Dazai blinked in confusion, lips swollen and pupils dilated. Chuuya covered his mouth with his hands in embarrassment.
“What...?” His voice sounded strained and hoarse. He cleared his throat and tried again. “What’s wrong? Why did you push me away?”
Dazai shook his head to compose himself, ran a hand through his hair and smiled against his better judgment, because Chuuya hadn’t just said what he had said, had he? He bit his lower lip to hide the grin that was trying to bite its way into his face. Still, Chuuya noticed because his blue eyes fell into his mouth anyway.
“Chibi, it’s a kiss. Of course, there’s tongue. Are you a child?”
Chuuya reddened to the tips of his ears and Dazai amused himself at his expense, anything but acknowledging the lick of desire that had seized him as he held the chibi in his arms, melting against his lips and moaning for more. He didn’t want to dwell on the tingle that lingered on his lips, nor the need to close the distance between them and lose himself in his mouth.
He licked his lips in reflex, and Chuuya’s impossibly blue eyes fell on his mouth again.
“You liked it,” he hummed to himself with pleasure and slowly moved closer, Chuuya recoiled, “and you’re dying for it to happen again.”
“You wish, you waste of bandages!”
“I want to,” he admitted without hesitation. Chuuya bumped into the wall and held his breath. There was something special about having the most powerful ability user in Yokohama, in the entire world, pinned against a wall in a darkened hallway. Dazai smiled and leaned over to him. “I can’t wait to kiss you again, Chibi.”
It was Chuuya, of course, who captured his lips in a gentle lunge, and his bare fingers tangling in his brown hair. They kissed with the awkwardness of those who had never done this before, looser as they grew more confident. They parted just enough to breathe, laughing as their noses collided in impatience.
“I liked it,” Chuuya growled, clinging to Dazai’s hair so tightly that Dazai grimaced.
[Ao3 Link] | Fic inspired by @shrimpkini's fancomic
I finally finished this seen page madness!!! Here’s more of my t4t soukoku au
The next day they went their separate ways and never spoke of
