“Shall you dance with me, my insufferable lady?”
Ft. Dazai, pm! fem! Reader
Request: Dazai with 2. I can just hear him saying that phraseeeee
Prompt: a dance in the ballroom with your enemy
A/n: Wanna buy me a Pilot Acro 1000 pen??? It's my first time writing smut so sorry for any wrongs that I wrote.
Tw! kinda enemies to lovers kinda trope, adult themes, teasing, clothed play, fingering, edging
"What?!" You shouted, slamming the mission files you once held on the desk while seething in anger.
"You heard me y/n-chan, the detective agency and the port mafia decided to have an alliance because of our mutual enemy organization. That leads to your mission-" Mori, your boss, said it nonchalantly, unfazed by your outburst as he took a sip of his tea.
"And in that mission I have to go to the enemy's fancy masquerade with an agency member? Yet for some reasons you decided to have Dazai Osamu of all people, as my partner?" You tried to calm down but you almost felt like pulling your hair out.
"Well.. yes, I understand that it's upsetting to you especially since you had... a past, with Dazai, but this is for the sake of the mafia. All you have to do is associate yourself with them if needed, get the files then leave, quite simple." He said in an almost upbeat tone.
Biting your lower lip and tapping your feet on the floor, you thought for a few moments, yet all you could do is agree.
That's how you ended up leaning on the balcony railing, waiting for the event to officially start and for your target to show up. You were wearing quite the eye-catching dress, a cream colored off-shoulder slit dress, with sparkling pearls and beads covering the skirt of it.
You observed the sparkling champagne on your glass as you swirled it, then, letting out a long and exasperated sigh, you wondered where the hell is your supposed partner at. After hearing the start of the music, you wore your silver coated mask and gulped down the champagne. You went past the balcony entrance and headed to the ballroom, where the lively celebration took place. After putting back your glass at the platter of a waiter, you scanned the crowded room to find your target. When you found him, you tried to head to where he was, and then disguised yourself by trying to take another glass of champagne, but a hand suddenly snatched yours away and pulled you close by the waist. You felt your body collide with a man's chest, along with the tight grip on your waist to keep you close. Just as you were about to look at the face of the guy who pulled you, you could only stiffen and frown at the sound of the familiar voice.
"My, my, you already seem to be enjoying the masquerade party, bella~ you didn't even wait for your partner afterall" Dazai cooed, he was wearing a fancy tuxedo along with a black mask.
The nickname almost made you want to puke, but you tried to keep that to yourself, however the frown on your face makes it obvious.
"Oh I'm so sorry that you're late, I couldn't bear to wait a year just for you to arrive" with your voice laced with sarcasm, he chuckled, and pulled you closer again, earning a gasp from you, as personal space was technically nonexistent between the two of you. He tilted his head down to your side so that he could whisper in your ear, his hot breath hit your ear and it sent shivers down your spine.
"In all honesty, you look beautiful darling" he whispered in a seductive and flirtatious tone that made you huff in frustration.
"Let's just get this mission over with so I don't have to deal with you and your stupid antics.." you whispered back, noticing the slight change of music, cluing the start of the first dance.
"Still impatient hmm? Fair enough, but before that-" He teased, but before you could reply, he pulled away and slightly courtsied before offering you to take his gloved hand.
"Shall you dance with me, my insufferable lady?" He gave you a mischievous grin, one that makes you want to wipe it off his face.
"I'll take up that offer, my obnoxious sir" You gave him an annoyed grin in return, placing your hand at top his gloved one.
Just as your hand landed on his, he quickly pulled you towards him and held you by your waist, your left hand rested on his right shoulder, and your right hand was interlocked with his left, raised on his shoulder position. You and him swayed by the rhythm, exchanging a few words.
"You look uglier since I last saw you" A small smirk was evident on my lips as we continued to follow each other's movements in complete sync.
"Well you look... disappointing, I thought you would gain at least a few inches, turns out I was wrong" He shrugged, loosened his tight hold on your waist, and repositioned his hand that was interlocking with yours, noticing it was time for the exchange partners.
You huffed in annoyance before stepping on his foot and then spun once after being caught by someone's partner who continued your part of the dance. You and the man exchanged a few words and introduced himself as Akaky. As the music was on the last ridge, you spun back to Dazai and he catched you on his chest, he was finally serious now.
"I'll distract the target, you get the files, we could meet at the room near the end of the left hallway upstairs" he said and you could only manage a nod as the music ended and the two of you courtsied before parting.
You headed upstairs, and you found a large wooden door at the end of the right hallway. Upon entering it with caution, you saw not a single guard but a messy room. Miscellaneous papers everywhere, a broken window, discarded books, shards of glass everywhere, a dead body on the chair near a discarded gun, blood, and a slightly tilted painting. You narrowed your eyes while you stepped inside the room, it was too suspicious as if the room was made to look this way. Looking around once more, you noticed a small detail on the file to your right, it seemed like a simple letter written in English but when read, all the capital letters in each sentence formed a word; when in a paragraph, it formed a clear yet simple sentence, it was probably planted by those who turned their backs on the organization. You then take the letter in your hand and fold it small enough so that you can hide it inside your bra. Looking around again, you couldn't help but notice the small red light from the pen that was neatly sitting on the pencil holder on the bookshelf in the corner of the room. You headed there, and only after grabbing the pen did you notice that it was a small camera. You dropped it, then stepped on it, and having to make sure it was destroyed; you crushed it. Then, you walked outside the room and then to the end of the left hallway.
As you arrived, you hurriedly looked back and forth at the two doors, one is where you and Dazai are supposed to meet. Before you could decide which one to enter, the right door bursts open and you were pulled into the room. The door slams shut along with you, and you could see Dazai's figure towering over you, his left hand pinning your hands above your head while his right one pinned your left thigh with a mischievous grin adorning his face. He leaned down, his hot breath continuosly hits your ear as he breathes. He then whispered, his voice was hoarse and raspy.
"Y/n..." he slips his hand between your dress, his eyes were full of lust... Fuck- you felt yourself being aroused, you can't even remember why you hated him that much at such moments like this.
"Hah... I knew you were a manwhore but I never expected you to be someone who'd beg his enemy for sex" you mocked, your expression as smug as ever.
His hand went upward, and his fingers were brushing up your inner thighs. He leaned on to you more, his head was completely resting on your shoulders down, and you could feel his lips on your neck forming a smirk. Then, you gasped when you felt his fingers brushing on your soaked panties.
"Yet you're so wet, maybe even eager for me to fuck you" he teased your clit through the wet fabric and licked your neck before he sucked near your collarbone earning both a gasp and a quiet whimper from you afterwards. He raised his eyebrows at this before chuckling after getting the reaction that he wanted, he continued to tease you through the soaked fabric, knowing that your core is aching and is in need of friction. You were too turned on right now, if a few minutes go by, you were so sure that you would be a whining and begging mess, begging to be fucked, so you decided to swallow your pride.
"f- fuck.. Dazai please" you huffed out, wanting to move your body down against his fingers but he was preventing you in doing so.
"please what, hmm?" he hummed and licked your earlobe.
"Please-" before you could continue, he bit your ear harshly and tossed your panties to the side. He lowered himself more onto you and said something almost inaudible.
"Use your words properly darling" he sucked on the flesh near your collarbone, leaving marks, while his fingers teased on your clit, twisting and making ghostly touches to the sensitive bud. He began to gather your slick on his middle finger and aligned it on your entrance.
"fuck-! Please- agh-!" you were once again interrupted as you felt his finger entering your cunt, leaving you whining, he didn't move for a while.
"continue~" he cooed in the most teasing tone.
"p-please... Fuck me.. agh~!" You moaned outloud when you felt his tongue going from your collarbone up to your jawline then to your earlobe, lapping circles near the back of your ear. As he did this, he inserted two of his digits and went at a rigorous and unholy pace leaving you moaning as his fingers hit the right spots.
"you're the one who begged me, so you'll be getting your reward now but your punishment comes later sweetheart~" he lets go of your hands pinned above your head and you landed them on his shoulders. His other hand went to your clit and rubbed on it quickly.
You were moaning and whining right now feeling your release come closer. He was fingering you with his fingers at an overwhelmingly fast pace, your cunt is clenching on it and your legs were trembling, precum slowly dripping down to the floor. His hand was soaked and you were clawing at his shoulders, throwing your head back and unholy sounds leaving your lips along with his groans of satisfaction as he sucked along your neck, collarbone, and shoulders. You rolled your eyes to the back of your head in pleasure before closing them, but then he completely stopped, pulling his fingers out of you, and stopped nibbling on your neck.
"What... Why'd you stop?" you almost whined, you fluttered your eyes open and panted at the feeling of your release washing away, then you felt him smirk through the skin of your neck.
"We still have a mission to finish!" he smiled mischievously yet cheerfully, parting from your neck to stand straight.
You furrowed your eyes in annoyance, and began to realise what he meant.
He brought the fingers that fingered you to his lips, then to his tongue, tasting your arousal and humming in satisfaction. Before you could protest, he took the same hand away from his lips then near your cleavage, he then leaned to whisper.
"I wonder what Mori-san will feel when he finds out that his loyal executive is distracted from a mission because she's being fucked by her partner from what she calls ‘a stupid treaty’" he said in a mocking tone, even taunting as he took the letter from your bra, placing it in-between his index finger and his middle finger. He parted away from you and was leaning enough to see you on eye-level, putting the neatly folded letter on the inside pocket of his tuxedo with the same smirk he always has.
Now you remembered why you hated him so much.