people that say that chuuya should be the bottom for the sole reason being that he is shorter are sexist.
like I'm not saying that bottom!chuuya is wrong, its not my cup of tea im more of bottom!dazai personally BUT BUT BUT if i see another discusion of this topic and someone slandering bottom dazai and saying the ONLY reason it makes more sense for chuuya being on the bottom is because he is shorter..? HELL NAH
look a lot of people have some really good points for each but istg JUST BECAUSE SOMEONE IS SHORT DOES NOT MEAN ANYTHING. Its personality and aura like oh my god. I just know that people that say that subscribe to the whole yn x ceo type of dynamic between them. Not to mention how those fics completely change his personality to some basic tiny uwu (tbh that could be said about both bottom dazai and chuuya but bottom chuuya has significantly more fans so the mischaracterization is WAYYY more rampant).
this whole combo where one has to be big and strong and the other small and weak just gives such an icky feeling.
and again im not saying that its not enjoyable or that there arent some legitimately good arguments for both, but that specific argument ticks me off to no end.
Terms used to describe Chuuya’s anatomy: dick, cock
Minors DNI.
Enjoy
"Are you sure about this, Dazai?" Chuuya started, hands hovering two tantalising inches from where he desperately needed them. Dazai resists the urge to roll his eyes or whine or cry. So close to what he needs, and Chuuya chooses now to hesitate?? "We can always do this some other time—"
"Chuuya, if you don't get inside me in the next few minutes, I'll tie you up and ride you until you cry." He hisses, hands twisting tighter in the sheets around his head. Chuuya observes him for another agonising moment before huffing.
"Alright, you big baby," He teases, tone dripping in amusement. He thinks this is funny!? He's been edging Dazai since he got here, and he wants to laugh!? "Since you don't know how to be patient…"
Dazai opens his mouth to retort back— Chibi just doesn't know how to have fun— But the hands dragging his legs further open pulls an embarrassing squeak from his lips, one that quickly becomes a whine as Chuuya drags his finger over Dazai's stretched hole.
"I'll bet you thought about me, about this." Chuuya grins, far too cocky. "You did, didn't you? thought about me spreading you open with my cock, deeper than your fingers could reach?" One of Chuuya's hands grabs at his thigh, kneading the flesh as he speaks, and all of Dazai's higher brain functions have been shut offline to focus solely on breathing.
Chuuya laughs, the sound vibrating against his neck as Chuuya lavishes kisses and bites there in equal measure. "Can't even answer me, and we've barely begun." He teases, sucking a mark into the space just below Dazai's ear. He doesn't even complain about the mark being too high to fully cover with his usual bandages, breath hitching at the steady pressure applied to his hole.
Chuuya takes his cock into his hand, stroking a generous amount of lube up and down the plastic with a grin. the cock head slides over his hole for a few tantalising moments before Dazai snaps and whines, lifting one slender leg to wrap around Chuuya's waist, tugging him closer.
"Pleaseee, Chuuuuyaaaa," He whines, cupping Chuuya's cheek with a small pout. "I've been so gooood, right? Shouldn't I be rewarded?" He pulls Chuuya's face closer, pressing feather-light kisses to his cheeks, over each freckle and imperfection.
Chuuya allows the illusion of control for a moment before pulling back, hands settling on his hips with a punishing grip. "A reward, huh?" The ginger muses, rocking his hips back and forth leisurely, teasingly. "For breaking into my apartment instead of waiting nicely?"
He pushes forward, slowly working the head inside before cruelly pulling away and tearing a whine from Dazai's throat. "Hm, I think you can do better than that." He teases, trailing his hands up Dazai's chest to tweak his flushed nipples. His grin widens at the sound he pulls from Dazai. "Beg."
Dazai blanks, eyes wide and unseeing for one moment before Chuuya drags the head of his cock over Dazai's entrance again. It's like the floodgates open. "Please— Please, Chuuya— I've been so— sooo good I promise—"
Chuuya presses in with no warning, weight boring down as he grinds the head of his cock against Dazai's walls. "There we go," He groans, hands pressing hot and heavy against Dazai's hips as he pulls him down further on his dick. "Knew you could be good f'r me, god—"
Dazai hisses as Chuuya bottoms out, the stretch and fullness settling deep in his stomach as he shifts his hips back and forth slowly. "S- So, deep… chuuyaa..!" He groans, arching his back off the sheets involuntarily as Chuuya slowly pulls out until just the tip remains. His whine quickly becomes a moan as Chuuys slams back in, working up a brutal pace that leaves him seeing stars.
"God— never know when to shut up, do ya?" Chuuya snarls, grip tightening on his hips, and Dazai hopes for one, delirious moment, that he'll leave bruises. "That's alright— all ya need is a good dicking down and you shut right up." He mocks, pointedly aiming for Dazai's prostate to kick his moans up another pitch.
Dazai attempts to rock his hips down onto each savage thrust, but with Chuuys holding onto his hips as tightly as he is, he only manages to shake with each slap of hips against his own. At some point, even his moans die down to fucked out whines as his orgasm fast approaches.
"Ch- Chuuya—!" He attempts to warn, but the ginger only shushes him, kissing away his tears sweetly, a striking difference to the brutal pounding.
"It's okay, 'Samu," He pants, head coming to rest on Dazai's shoulder as his thrusts falter, as his energy wavers. "Just— let go, yeah? Be good for me, just- just—"
Dazai cuts him off with a choked whine as his orgasm washes over him, cum spurting onto his stomach in pulses. Chuuya curses and fucks him through it, sucking a few more marks onto his chest until Dazai shakes from overstimulation and cries— actually cries— for respite before he finally pulls back, hand reaching under the fake cock to rub furiously at his.
Dazai watches with awe as Chuuys comes apart above him, chest heaving and skin flushed a pretty pink. Chuuya cries out as he comes, jerking himself off through his orgasm until his body twitches with overstimulation.
He flops down against Dazai, hot breath puffing against the flushed and shiny skin of his neck.
Dazai waits a moment to speak, clearing his throat with a cough. "So… round two?"
