Just imagining puppy!Dazai and bunny!Sigma going into heat while you're out at work…
Sigma’s heat will trigger Dazai’s, and since you’re out, they have to fuck each other. They both want you instead, but they really can’t control themselves — when you get home it feels too good for them to stop.
You’ll open the door to find Sigma bent over on all fours on the carpet, face pressed against the ground, flushed and drooling, arching hard into Dazai, while Dazai is gripping Sigma’s small waist, rolling his hips against his ass, pushing his cock deep inside, head lolling forward, moaning at each thrust.
You’ll laugh as you walk up to them, grabbing a fistful of Dazai’s sweaty hair and forcing his head up to look at you. Dazai moans at the feeling of being manhandled but doesn’t have much other response – his eyes are foggy and far away, pupils blown, and as soon as you snicker, muttering “dumb puppy”, and drop his head, his eyes shoot back to where his dick is plunging in and out of Sigma’s hole, entranced by the lewd sight.
Sigma is more responsive to your presence – his eyes light up when he sees you and he tries to push himself up to greet you, to no avail. You sit in front of him and help him up a bit off the carpet, supporting him with your arms, letting him grab onto your shoulders, whining out “mommy” over and over into your neck while Dazai ruts into him from behind. You just stroke his hair and mutter “I know, bunny, I’m here now.”
You’ll ask Sig if he feels good and he’ll nod rapidly, unable to stop himself from drooling onto your shoulder. His poor cock is slapping against his stomach with the force of Dazai’s thrusts, so hard and clearly untouched, all pretty and pink and dripping. You can tell he’s close and you’ll reach out and stroke his cock to help him because Dazai sure as hell isn’t focused on that.
Poor baby, he’ll look up at you, so pitifully grateful for the bare minimum, gasping out, “ahh-thank you–thank you-”, twitching into your hand.
“Awwh, poor bunny,” you’ll pout at him, “Dazai’s been mean to you, huh? Is he being a selfish puppy?” and Sigma will just nod, only half aware of what you’re saying but loving the way you’re cooing at him and coddling him, like “Uh-huh, uh-huh. s-so mean…g-gonna cum, mommy~”
“S’okay, bunny. Go ahead, you’re okay.”
He’ll bite down softly on your shoulder, crying out as he cums all over your lap, gripping your shoulders in his trembling hands like you’re going to disappear as soon as he finishes.
Dazai can barely even process anything until he gets his first load out into Sigma’s ass. His balls are so tight and heavy and his cock is aching, his brain is hazy and his whole body is on fire. He can barely get a coherent word out besides “ffffuckk…” and “s-so tight….”
When he finally lets go, his thick cum pumping into Sigma’s tight hole, he digs his nails hard into Sigma’s ass, moaning loudly. “Fuck–…cumming!”
Sigma will cry out, grabbing your shirt, and whimper “mommyy he’s hurting meee…” and you’ll stroke his hair and coo at him, making his brain go fuzzy again. He’ll just cling onto you hard as Dazai finally slows down, sniffling and nuzzling into your neck, scenting you to calm himself down.
Dazai will be panting heavily as he pulls out, still dazed but finally registering that you’re there, and he’ll crawl over to you and collapse his head into your lap, not caring that you’re covered in Sigma’s cum. Already feeling his cock hardening again, hyper-responsive to your scent, he’ll just nuzzle his head against you and moan softly, murmuring “you’re home~ ♡ thank god. Please help us.”
-ˋˏ᯽ a/n: might make this into a full fic later...pls tell me i'm not the only one obsessed w/ sigzai and their dynamic <3 also hope i'm not the only hybrid freak out there oops! sorry for the kinktober delay, day 4 is coming out soon! enjoy this in the meantime hehe˚⊹.♡ ࣪⊹˚.
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Cow Dazai? Breeding/Dumbification? Full creative freedom to you otherwise.
a/n: omg a bsd request 🙀 first ever let's lock in
how we do it in the countryside
what happens when cow hybrid!dazai asks countryside!reader how country cows get bred in comparison to city cows?
warnings: sub!dazai, dom!reader, gn!reader, dazai has a pussy, reader has a cock, piv sex, breeding, dumbification, spanking, creampie, slight pregnancy kink, pussy plug mentioned
oh, your poor, poor, sweet cow... he was so fucked out of his mind. dazai had wanted it. he had even begged for it. but now, it seemed like too much.
dazai was on his hands and knees, your hand holding him up by his cute little tail with the black tuft of fur on the end. curiosity killed the cat, and apparently the cow too as you thrust your hips into him at a bruising pace, not giving him a lick of mercy. after all, he was the one who wanted to know how country cows were bred. it wasn't your fault that city cows were treated so much more delicately than their farm-owned counterparts. if anything, it should make him grateful by the end of your little breeding session.
the detective whined pathetically, his arms shaking and threatening to collapse entirely as his entire body rocked forward with each punishing snap of your hips. "y-you know... you could ah~ go slower than that!"
your sweet cow's complaint fell on deaf ears as you tugged his tail just hard enough to make him writhe and push back against you to make it stop. "nope. if we're going to get you bred, we can't do it half-assed. i thought you were smart enough to know that's not how it works, baby."
your condescending pat on his head combined with your fond chuckle like he was some dumb little pet made dazai's head spin, his brain filling with fog as if you were actually making him dumber.
"that's not... that's not what i meant..." he mumbled, a frowning pout on his face as he pushed his hips back against you weakly. suddenly, he felt the urge to help you fuck him harder to prove he wasn't stupid.
"awwww... it's okay, baby. you don’t worry your pretty little head about it and just let your owner fill your womb with cum, okay?" you cooed with a mocking edge, petting his hair and scratching his soft ears while your other hand released his tail to instead grip his hip. you had to give him a little something softer to cling onto with what little brain cells were left working in him while your hips slammed into his.
dazai's ass jiggled with each thrust of your hips. every time your cock filled his pussy to the brim, he gasped, his walls clenching around you desperately even as you were already slipping back out of him to repeat the process. he felt like his fucking brain was melting. every minute he spent like this was another minute spent making him feel like nothing more than a stock breeding cow. it wasn't your fault of course, you just wanted to fully immerse him in the experience!
that reasoning was why your hand came down hard to spank his ass as you pulled out so only your tip was penetrating his tight entrance.
he yelped cutely, making you want to spank him again but you knew that would just be mean. "what the hell was that for?!" dazai cried, looking back at you over his shoulder with watery eyes.
"in the countryside, cow hybrids aren't allowed to hit their owners with their tails." you told him easily, like you weren't on cloud nine from treating your prissy little city cow like nothing but livestock. he didn’t even realize his tail had been swishing around so hard after you let go of it.
dazai opened his mouth to retaliate, only to glance back at it and see it swishing back and forth. suddenly, his tail was tucking between his legs shyly and he turned his head back to facing forward. he didn’t feel like he had anything to say anymore. with a gentle rub to his ass, you whispered a soft, "good boy," unable to resist rewarding your sweet cow at least a little bit for taking such rough treatment so well.
moments later, dazai's arms collapsed for real on the bed and his face was buried in the pillow as his body shook with the force of each quick thrust you were giving him. he was lucky you weren't so mean as to tell him that countryside cows had to stay upright while being bred. his pussy was so wet, leaking onto the bed beneath him. hell, he was leaking more than his tits did on a heavy day--all from the feeling of your dick stretching his walls open and the tip hitting his womb.
his eyes rolled back and he mooed. he actually mooed. and that was probably the most humiliating thing about it all. his mid was falling apart so beautifully that he was reverting to his instincts of being bred and being milked. that didn’t stop his face from flushing though.
"was that a moo, my sweet cow?" you asked, your jaw falling open in shock and your cock pulsing with barely contained release. your hips slowed down, needing to prolong this moment just a little more.
dazai shook his head fervently, wishing that if his body could pick any moment to finally give in and die, it would be right now.
"yes, you did. ohhhh, my dumb little cow... do that again. moo for your owner." you told him, practically begging as you squeezed his ass, slowly moving in and out of him in a way that made his pussy clench around you tightly, urging you to go back to the brutal thrusts from before.
"...moo~..." he conceded, his body too desperate for your cum. his mind was mush now, too focused on sex and being bred to protest any demands you had.
"good cow~." you purred, your voice low and rumbling in his ear as you fucked him deep and hard, even faster than before with the newfound fuel. dazai continued to make the noise, too high on the feeling you were giving him when he did.
he hoped you'd never go back to the countryside. the thought of you doing this to some other dumb cow hybrid on the farm, doing it to all the hybrids on the farm, to impregnate them made his tummy coil with jealousy. he'd make sure you only ever wanted to breed him, even if his mind was the cost.
dazai's hands clenched around the sheets, gripping them tightly as he pushed back weakly against you, pants and soft moos mixing in with loud moans. your dick filled him up so perfectly, all he could think about was how good you fucked him, how full he'd be afterwards full of your cum, and how round his belly and tits would be if you actually got him pregnant from this.
his body gave out when he felt your cock stop against his g spot, your thumb moving to his clit to rub it and make him convulse around you while you filled him up with a stream of hot, sticky cum. you slowly pulled out of him, rubbing his hips approvingly while you stared at the white, milky liquid filling up his hole. your hands held him up by his hips just long enough for you to get a small plug to push into his dripping pussy, your thumb holding your cum inside momentarily before the rubber replaced it.
"there we go... all nice and stuffed. you did so good, my sweet cow." you whispered, petting his hair softly as you watched the way his jaw stay slack, eyes glossy with not a single thought behind him. he mooed softly, pushing back against your hand and wiggling his ass back at you a bit. oh, you absolutely broke your darling city cow. that much was for certain. but, neither of you thought you minded--if dazai could think at all that is.
a/n: idk about you guys, but personally i'm shocked it's already december. this year has felt like 2 months and 5 years all at once
“mmngh… hic- y’so mean to me…- please…- hic… so mean…” dazai mumbled, tears running down his puffy cheeks when he sobbed. “wanna cum…- hic…-” he looked like he was about to fall apart if you didn’t let him climax. “not yet, darling. you can take it..” you cooed, kissing his cheek. his cock was just as much of a mess as he was, dripping precum from his pretty tip and twitching every time your hand went up and down on it. he whined something incoherent, back curving into an arch of pleasure. you squished his cheeks and rubbed his sensitive tip with your thumb, earning a pitchy moan from him. “mean.” he repeated. dazai pouted and gave you puppy eyes, but that only made you want to ruin him more. he just stared up at you with his glassy eyes, trying to make them as wide and pathetic as possible to guilt you into letting him cum. his efforts were useless, and you shook your head, before kissing him on the cheek again. “shh… baby….not yet… shh…” you hushed. dazai wailed at your words, tears were now streaming down his pretty face, and his legs were shaking profusely. “ask nicely for it, osamu.” his pout grew and his cock throbbed in your hand. “please… hic-…wanna cum s’bad… pl- hic- let me cum…” he mumbled, weakly trying to buck his hips up into your hand. “good boy… go on, baby.. cum for me...” dazai didn’t have to be told twice, and immediately released after you spoke. warm sticky ropes of cum oozed from his aching cock, coating his heaving stomach. he was panting, lightheaded, and dizzy. “hic…mgh…” his eyelids fluttered, but didn’t close all the way. he was happy, but not completely content yet. “wan’ another… please…”
Warnings: nsfw, mdni, porn/no plot, sub!Dazai, dom!reader, established relationship, bondage, swearing, pet names, edging, orgasm denial/ruined, vibrator, oral (m!recieving), hand job, begging, nipple play, slight choking, dazai cries, humiliation, mean reader, sorry if I'm forgetting anything.
Word count: 10,096
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"Mmhf!"
"Aw, what was that? Come again, my love."
He whimpered louder when your delicately manicured nails pinched his nipple, twisting them to the point where he couldn't figure out pleasure from pain. The hitachi was pressed against his clothed crotch, not moving once in that agonizingly slow setting that was enough to have him squirming, but never pushing over the edge.
He laid there helplessly. Hands tied behind his back, the rope was attached to the one that wrapped around his thighs, leaving him spread open for you and your mean hands with no form of escape. The first couple of buttons of his shirt were open, exposing smooth milky skin and pink nipples that were slowly turning red and swollen because you just refused to let up, enjoying how much he shuddered even with the gentlest caress.
"You wanted this, didn't you?" You moved the vibrator to the clothed tip, and his legs jerked, a muffled cry bouncing off the walls.
He's lost track of time now. Minutes or hours, he doesn't know anymore. He can't think. The blindfold made him all the more sensetive, and the gag made his brain foggy. All he can do is whine and take it.
He knew exactly what he was doing, and so did you. He was a womanizer, you knew that much. It's how he went by, how his clever brain always came on top because he knew ways, many ways, to get what he wanted. You already accepted it. But if he was going to flirt with the cafe lady for no fucking reason other than to piss you off, then he must've also thought about what would come after he's actually pissed you off.
"Fucking whore," you twisted his nipple between your fingers, and his back made the most beautiful arch, pretty muffled noises never stopping.
You could see little wet spot on the blindfold, right on the corner of his eyes. You would feel bad if he wasn't moaning like porn star, back arching to chase your hand as his trembling thighs spread more. He was grinding against the vibrator, he was fucking enjoying this.
You leaned down, taking one flushed nipple in your mouth as you bit down on it, while your hand still fondled with the other one, increasing the vibrations on his crotch just a tad bit.
"Mfh!" He jolted, thrashing around against the soft mattress of the bed. Your hand moved to hold him down by his hip as your mouth abused his nipple, sucking so hard he was certain something would come out.
His thighs trembled around your hand, whines growing as he jerked and trembled with each lick of your hot tongue. So much for the gag if it wasn't enough to shut him up. You pulled back, pulling the gag away as well. He panted before loud moans erupted from his chest as he threw his head back.
"Mnn b-baby...fuck!" His voices died down in a weak whimper, spit glistening his lips in the prettiest gloss.
"You never shut up, do you?" Your hand found his neck, firmly gripping it that was just enough to make his breath hitch a little.
"Please..." He managed to choke out.
"Aw, is it too much?" You cooed, now moving the vibrator up and down his clothed dick as your thumb caressed his bottom lip.
He let out a small cry, nodding. His tongue darted out to lick the pad of your thumb, his dick felt like it was on fire with the constant stimulation and no release. He desperately squirmed for something more, and his cheeks turned and even brighter shade of red then they already were when he heard your mocking chuckle.
"Should've thought about that before you decided to be a smartass, hm?"
You pulled the vibrator away entirely, leaving him panting and aching for more. He tensed up a little when you started unzipping his pants. Your warm fingers brushed against his abdomen, contrasting almost borderline uncomfortable with the cold metal of the zip, making him shiver.
"For someone so sensitive, you sure have the nerve knowing it'll have consequences." You spoke, warm breath ghosting over his twitching nipple.
"Y-you just give the most adorable reactions..." He mumbled, that infuriating cocky smirk now forming on his face once again. Like he was in any position to do so. Like he wasn't tied up and completely at your mercy right now.
You glared up at him, and for a moment there was silence. His heart was hammering against his chest, both anticipation and panic rising at your sudden withdrawal.
"Bella- ah!"
He practically screamed when your hot, sticky mouth wrapped around his entire length. He had no time to react. He was a moaning, blabbering mess as you roughly sucked him off, head moving up and down so fast like you hated him. The suction as your cheeks hollowed out sucked the soul out of him.
"Shitshitshit!" He tired to squirm away. It was overwhelming, but you held him in place.
You arms wrapped around his thighs that trembled violently, threating to close. But the ropes held them apart, shaking miserably around your head. You didn't know what he was blabbering around, but it was something along the lines of "please!" and cries from the overwhelming sensation on his poor neglected cock.
Drool dripped down the corner of his mouth, and the wet spots on the blindfold grew. His back arched and you could feel him tense up. His noises grew desperate, hips bucking up to fuck into your mouth to the best of his attempt and the worst of his self control. He was so close, right on the edge. And for a moment he thought you'd push him over, let him have it because you continued for half a second longer.
But to his demise, the moment that sweet moan escaped him, one that always came with release, you pulled back, leaving his cock twitching and aching, whines and cries echoing in the room.
"Shh," you gulped down the pre-cum that was profusely leaking form the angry red tip, hands gentle cradling his balls. "Do you want the neighbours to know what a slut you are?"
You leaned down, silencing his cries with a harsh kiss, tongue traveling into his mouth. He shuddered when he tasted himself on you, mixed with your unique sweet taste that had his mouth go numb.
"You're so mean..." He mumbled when you pulled back slightly, smirking against his lips.
"Coming from the devil himself, it sounds like a compliment."
And if he wasn't so horny, wasn't so fucking painfully desperate down there, he'd chuckle as well. Yet, his dick was still stiff, twitching as it was once again exposed to the cool air. The cold breeze was enough to make him twitch, letting out small whimpers that quickly turned into a hiss once you're warm hand wrapped around his length.
"Oh..." He mewled, head thrown back as his hips bucked into your hand. "Mnn, p-please..."
Your lips traveled down to bite and suck at his neck, leaving marks that would for sure show even through the bandages. He could feel your smirk against his skin, it was humiliating. The slow up and downs of your hand on his hard cock, so gentle and delicate, had him trembling underneath you. His moans would grow more desperate whenever your thumb traced the slit, wet and slippery as the tip flushed an even deeper shade of red.
Your hand was covered in pre-cum, no friction between you and him at all. But you never picked up the maddeningly slow pace. Always keeping it nice and slow, patience was a virtue after all, right? Your other hand fondled his puffy nipple once again, warm breath tickling his ear, and you could feel him shiver after each gentle caress, each stroke, each puff of air making him go insane.
It didn't take him long to reach the edge again for the nth time. Though he has no hopes, he's grown greedy, addicted to your mean game, addicted to that feeling right when he's about to tip over. The sweet release has always been right there, his thighs trembled just thinking about it, unfiltered wanton moans coming from his sweet, spit stained lips.
"'M so- fuh- close..." He whimpered. "Please baby..." He let out a small cry, voice so unlike him, so small and desperate that had you all sticky and soaking.
"It's okay." You placed a kiss right under his ear. "Go on." Your hand stopped, still curved around his cock.
He whined, hips shaking as he thrusted upward into your hand desperately, chasing that tight coil in his stomach that was so ready to break. With a couple more messy and uncoordinated thrusts, his moans grew breathy, thighs struggled against the restraints as they tensed up, and just as he tipped over, you pulled your hand away with that cruel smirk.
"Nonono-" his voice died out in a choked cry, trembling as his orgasam hit him hard after being on edge for so long. But the sensation quickly faded away. He only felt his toes go numb, tremors running through his body from an orgasm he couldn't even feel. Only a small string of cum leaked from his still hard cock, and he cried as he humped the air in search for your hand to find some sort of relief.
He could hear you laugh menacingly, you hand moving to remove the blindfold, revealing pretty brown eyes and long lashes shining with tears that now ran down the side of his face.
"What wrong?" You tsked, tilting your head with that same mocking smirk he always gave you. "You came, didn't you?" Your thumb wiped the tears away, but more quickly followed as he whimpered, his lower half still trembling. "Isn't that what you wanted?"
He pouted, actually pouted, hips moving closer to slowly grind his painfully hard length against your thigh, a drunk red flush across his cheeks.
"Why'd you stop?" He whined.
Your smirk grew. "I said you could come, I didn't say it would feel nice."
His voice grew into small high pitched pants, spreading pre-cum over your thighs, messing up the shorts he bought because they made your ass look good.
"Haven't you had enough?" He grumbled.
"Enough?" You hands moved, one grabbed the wand again, and the other reached down to play with his balls.
A shiver ran through him, still sensitive from the orgasm, but still wanting more. His eyes slightly widened when you placed the vibrator on the tip of his dick again, not turning it on, but just a dooming presence. He gulped, the silicon becoming slick with his arousal as his nervous eyes met your absolute amused ones.
"We're just getting started."
Click!
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Authors note:-
I'm ovulating hehe
To all the artists who make tied up dazai fanarts, i love you so much <3
Also I'm sorry if this was a bit rushed I'm so sleep deprived.
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Spoil him spoil him spoil the sugar baby dazai he deserves it he's been good right?
Sits on your lap and let's himself be pampered, asks for new lingerie sets and you promise to buy them if he will behave well. Oh he's weak when you run your hands through his hair .
Absolutely!
Poor thing even comes to you at work, insisting how good he's been lately, flashing his panties to you under his cute pink miniskirt you brought for him last week as he sits on your lap. Purposely grinding himself on your thigh as he gasps about how good he's been, hiding his face in your shoulder as he asks for a new set of lingerie because you ruined his favourite pair the other night. Cumming with a soft cry as you run your hands through his hair. Grabbing his hair as you pull him back to kiss him, seeing his flushed cheeks and teary eyes hehe
i feel extremely unstable but i really want to fuck dazai rn like softly murmuring into his ear about how good he’s doing as you fuck him from behind, trailing your hands across his body and making him whine in satisfaction. or going rough on him, bending him over and fucking him til he can’t think -💋
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeEEEeeeEE he’s trying to keep himself propped up on his elbows but he’s so fucked out he keeps falling so he finally gives up, face smooshed into the pillow as he just exists in the ecstasy of getting fucked. like you said just whispering to him how he’s doing so good, being so good for you, and all he can do is whine and whimper as he starts tearing up. he feels so full and so stimulated he literally cant think or talk and he knows he’s gonna be so sore later but goddamn does it feel good 💔💔
cw: public dirtytalk, voyeurisim(?), HEAVILY suggestive, fem reader (pronouns used)
“Oh- [name]?- She’s all over me. She’s so needy, even at work. It’s a such a pain.” Dazai bragged smugly, his slim fingers tracing the rim of his cup as he slouched back into the leather café booth. “U-uhm… you probably shouldn’t say that when she’s right there…” Atsushi said with a great amount of discomfort as he shifted in his seat. Unfortunately for Dazai, you had been passing by the table he was seated at, only to overhear him. You glared down at him, before bending over, yanking his hair and hissing into his ear just loud enough for everyone within earshot to hear. “Hm Osamu, you must be pretty fucking stupid to think anyone’s gonna buy your bullshit. I’ll have to see if I can fuck you any dumber.”
