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“Shut that shit up fore I Make You”— (Plug)Dazai x blkReader (Toxic Arguin' + Makeup Sex)
Rating: 🔞 Extremely Adult. NSFW.
Vibe : Arguin' in the kitchen at 2am. He say "leave" and you ain’t no pussy so you try but he stands in front of it blockin’ the door. You say "don’t touch me" but can’t be mad for too longg.
Words: I have no fuckin idea?
Summary: Dazai got you heated. Disappearin’ for days, showin’ back up like you supposed to melt at the sound of his voice. Nah. You done. (Except... you not.)
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You waitin’ in the kitchen, arms crossed, hoodie on, face tight. He strolls in like nothin’ happened.
"Wsp mama" he grins, with them low red eyes, like his ass didn’t go ghost for two whole days without a call text or nun.
“Where the fuck you been?" you snap, voice already cracklin’.
He leans on the counter, smug. "Aww, you missed me baby."
"Missed you ? Nigga You think this a joke?"
He shrugs. "I told you, I had work."
"Work don’t stop you from sendin’ a fuckin message, Dazai!"
Now he’s smirkin'. You hate that smirk. Love it too, which pisses you off even more.
"You get like this every time I vanish?" he mutters.
“You vanish every week, bitch! I’m tired. This ain't love, it’s emotional cardio."
He steps closer, voice low now.
"Then leave."
You flinch like he hit you. Eyes glossy. Voice cold. As you stare right back at his ass
"...Bet." You say quickly as you go to walk past him.
He blocks the doorway.
Move bro," you say quietly , voice shakin’, eyes watering.
“Mani” he says quietly Just lookin’ at you like you the problem.
"You don’t wanna leave," he murmurs.
"Watch me tf."
"Then why you cryin’ mama?"
You go silent. Looking at the ground, trying not to show any signs of weakness.
His hand cups your cheek wiping your tears. Rough, warm, bandages scratchin’ your skin just a lil bit.
"You b so mad at me," he whispers, eyes heavy, voice soft now. "But you still love me, don’t you?"
You look up at him.
"...Fuck you, Dazai."
He smirks.
"ight bet. Fuck me."
You don’t remember who kissed who first — just know it was angry. Messy. Teeth clashin’, tongues fightin’ for straight dominance. (He won ofc)
Hes got you pressed up on the counter hand around your neck, and hand grabbing your ass, grindin’ you against him like he got a point to prove.
"You always runnin’ that smart ass mouth," he growls. "Maybe I should stuff it full, since talkin’ ain’t doin’ shit for u."
You moanin’ already and he ain’t even touched you all the way yet.
He bends you over the counter, pushes your lower back into an arch, pulls your shorts down halfway, and slides in without a warning.
"Ahh Fuck, Dazai waittt— it’s too—fuckk"
"You mad?" he pants against your neck and into your ear. "U Still wanna leave mama?"
You cry out when he goes deeper. Mixing up ur insides.
"Nah baby. Didn’t think so, ur a slut for this dick u never gonna leave me."
He’s talkin’ in your ear so nasty, hand tight on your throat, and reaching a hand to your lil clit makin’ you feel every stroke he’s giving you.
“Pussy too good to leave.”
“Say you mine mama.”
“You don’t want nobody else fuckin’ you like this. Be so fr.”
You grip onto the counter like it’s gonna save you from his animalistic strokes. hitting your spot soo good you see stars . Drooling and all
"I hate you," you gasp. Eyes rolling to the back of your head. ready to give him anything he wants.
"I know mama," he smirks. “cum on this dick."
You do. Loud, legs shaking, tears fallin, creaming all over it just as he said.
Mmhhh— fuck daddy I love you sm.
“Yess just like that baby”
After, y’all lay there on the floor, both breathin’ heavy.
You curled into his chest, lips puffy, mascara ruined.
He kisses your forehead.
"...Still mad at me?"
You nod. "Yup."
"...Still love me?"
You nod slower. "Yeah."
He smirks against your skin.
"You dramatic as hell."
"And you toxic."
"Yeah. But this dick bring peace."
Your breath still comin’ in stutters, legs barely holdin’ you up, panties dangling off one ankle.
You try to move away.
He grabs your wrist.
“Where you goin’, sweetheart?” Dazai asks, voice low and sticky like molasses.
“Gon’ to get a towel,” you mumble, cheeks hot.
He yanks you back.
“Nah. You not done.”
You blink up at him. “What?”
“You thought I was done after that lil’ kitchen meltdown?” He grins darkly. “You cute.”
He picks you up — literally — throws you over his shoulder like you weigh nothin'. Walks straight to the bedroom.
You hitting his back, but not too hard. “Put me down!”
He spanks your ass once, open palm, loud.
You squeal, oww dazai thatt hurtt!!
Rubbing the stinging spot he says “Keep talkin’. I’ll tie you up and make you apologize with your mouth next lil girl.”
He tosses you on the bed like you light as air. Hoodie still on you, pulled up now, showing your waist and your ruined thong.
Dazai crawls over you, eyes locked on yours.
“You really was gon’ leave me?” he asks, voice raw.
You don’t answer. Opting to stay quiet
His hand wraps around your throat again — not tight, just enough to make you listen.
“Answer me.”
“I was mad.”
“I don’t give a fuck,” he growls. “You was really gon’ walk out? After every time I been the one patchin’ you up when the world breaks you down?”
He pulls your legs apart again.
“I don’t need nobody runnin’ when shit gets ugly. You hear me?”
You nod, breathless.
“You mad at me?” he asks.
“Yeah.”
“You love me?”
“…Yeah.”
“Good,” he growls. “Then take this dick like a good girl.”
He slides in again, slow this time. Real slow. Like he tryna teach your body a lesson.
Every inch makes you gasp. Knocking the air out your lungs,
He watches your face like it’s his favorite movie.
“You look soo pretty taking this dick”
“Fuck baby this mine,” he whispers.
You nod.
“Say it.”
“This yours.”
“Say my name.”
“Dazai—fuck—”
He thrusts deeper. Harder.
“Say it like you mean it.”
“DAZAI!” You scream out
He puts your legs over his shoulders, foldin’ you up. Hittin’ that spot that make your back arch and your eyes roll.
“Yeah,” he pants. “That’s it. Let me see you lose it mama.”
You try to keep quiet, but he grabs your chin.
“Nah. Don’t hold back. I wanna hear everything.”
You break. Moanin’ his name like a prayer. Scratches down his back. Beggin’ for him to slow down, speed up, something.
But he don’t stop. Just keeps strokin’ you into a puddle.
“You gon’ run from this again?” he pants.
“No daddy—!”
“You mine?”
“Yes—yes, Daddy, fuck—!”
When you finally come again — harder than before — your body tremblin', vision blurry, throat sore from screamin’… he collapses on top of you.
He still inside. Still twitchin’.
You whisper, “You gon’ disappear again?”
He kisses your jaw.
“No.”
You turn your head. “You always say that.”
He kisses your lips this time. Slower.
“I mean it this time.”
You look at him, half-naked, sweaty, bruised where you bit him.
“…You ain’t got no sense.”
He smirks. “But you love me.”
You sigh.
“Yeah. I do.”
He rolls onto his side, pulls you with him, dick still buried deep.
“You still mad?”
“Little bit.”
“…Wanna go for round 3?”
You just groan.
He already smirkin’.
“Boyy noo I’m donee”
End. But y’all gon' do it again next week. 😭
Okkkkayyy🤭
The hornier I am the more fucked my kinks become like idk who that nasty bitch is but she scares me sometimes 😭
Yalll I’m bckkk it’s been a minn cs ya girl was workinn and my birthday was in December so ya girl just turned 19, I needa change my bio but yktvvv.😭😭 love and miss y’all.. I need to start back writing and reading like I was like 4 months ago cuz this was my happy place, just got off track for a long ass time ns.
Blunts n bitches, Kiyah
Bro I like this guy n he knew my sister before me btw their older then me by like a year why he got proof saying that I said he was my mannn … n I did 😦 long story short he knows that I like him😒
i’m sorry if we’re moots and i’ve never talked to you. i promise it’s nothing personal i’m just so shy and socially anxious it hurts 😍
