Vmo

One shots:-

Chuuya

Merry-go-round of life (King!Chuuya x Queen!reader)

Safe space (Chuuya x fem!reader)

Lightning (Chuuya x wife!reader)

Ice cream (Chuuya x fem!reader)

Pop! (15!Dazai x 15!fem!reader x 15!Chuuya)

Timeout (Chuuya x wife!reader)

Upgrade (Chuuya x chubby!fem!reader)

Exception (Chuuya x fem!reader)

Third time's the charm, right? (Chuuya x fem!reader)

Simple (Chuuya x fem!reader)

Anniversary (Chuuya x fem!reader)

One of those days (Chuuya x wife!reader)

He's my man (Chuuya x fem!reader)

Struggle meal (Chuuya x fem!reader)

Personal bubble (Chuuya x fem!reader)

Dazai

Pathetic (Dazai x fem!reader)

Pop! (15!Dazai x 15!fem!reader x 15!Chuuya)

Drabbles:-

Dazai

Pervert!Dazai who loves your thunder thighs.

Head cannons:-

Pervert!Dazai who stops sleeping at night for a whole different reason now. Before, it used to be because of insomnia, but now he imagines all the filthy things he'd do to you. He'd have you sit on his face, suffocate him which he imagines is the best way to die.

He would spank you, becoming hard at the thought of your thighs red with his handprints, thinking in detail about how they would quiver at each sharp slap.

He would have you ride him, already shivering at the thought of your soft thighs pressed up around his waist, on his hips as you bounced helplessly. The soft flesh would tremble weakly, rubbing against his side. He thinks he could cum just for that. And he does. Dirtying his sheets and hands as he snaps back into reality.

Pervert!Dazai who starts attending meetings. Kunikida genuinely thinks there's something wrong with him. But he only attends them so he can sit next to you and play with your thighs under the table like a stress ball. You're slightly squirming, trying to stay quiet as to not embarrass yourself in front of everyone, especially your boss. And he just sits there, joking and smiling like his hand isn't nearly palming your clothed pussy.

Pervert!Dazai who's finally got you now. And he's doing all the above and more. He loves to fuck your thighs. And he doesn't last more than just a couple thrusts. The warm heat of your thighs is overwhelming. He's already cumming ropes and ropes of thick seed, panting and slightly shaking. But that smirk never leaves. It only grows as you whimper when he's smearing his cum around, purposely passing his still very hard dick over the spot where you need him the most.

Another thing Pervert!Dazai likes to do is to eat you out. He has you laid on your back, and he's not afraid to use bondage to keep you in place as he continues to feast. He was right, you were sensitive. For a man who's very skinny, he's surprisingly strong as he holds your legs apart and chokes on your pussy. He moans obnoxiously loud, cooes mockingly and teases while your legs tremble around his head.

He loves the feel of your thighs shaking in his hands, knowing that he's the one causing it. But what he loves even more is when your legs tightly close in around his head because of the overstimulation. He sighs into your pussy like he's in pure bliss, which he is. The first time it happened, he came in his pants because of that. He wasn't even embarrassed about it, smirking proudly as he humped the bed, mouth still french kissing your pussy.

Pervert!Dazai's favourite position is doggy style. He gets to watch, to feel your thighs vibrate with each harsh thrust. The sound of skin slapping skin fills the room, and he twitches inside you each time you jolt forward. His hands are groping your thighs the entire time, keeping them spread, keeping you arched and pulling your hips back into his hard cock slamming inside you. He especially loves it when you eagerly rub your ass back against him. It brings more contact and a shudder runs through him.

Pervert!Dazai loves to watch the aftermath of his play on you. You're on all fours, slumped forward as you whimper into the pillow. Your hair is wet with sweat as it is splayed out on the pillows, and your hands tightly grab the bedsheet as you try to catch your breath. The best part? Your legs tremble deliciously, your cum dripping down your wobbly thighs, giving them a sticky shine that he can't look away from. He sits back on his heels, catching his breath as well as he just stares at your trembling legs for a heartbeat. The sight is too hard to look away from as your soft thighs jiggle and quiver and twitch. He could sit there and watch it forever.

But soon enough he gets up, carries you with his arms around your legs. He groans with a newfound greed and desire as he feels your thighs squish against his arms, but suppresses it down seeing how tired you are. He cleans you up, making sure to pamper you with kisses and soft ticklish touches, loving how you laugh and swat him away when he focuses on your soft thighs a little too long.

Pervert!Dazai loves how sore you are the next morning. Obviously he doesn't like seeing you in pain. But the night before he gives so much attention to your legs that the next day they beg for more. And the only thing that provides relief is his long slender fingers massaging your sore thighs and hips. You love it as much as him. You want to roll your eyes at how eager he is to grope, squish and rub your thighs. But you'd never admit that his fixation for your thighs is the same as yours for his beautiful hands.

And lastly, Dazai, who, for the first time in a long time, finally gets a good night's sleep. Because he slept with his head rested against your thighs.

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Authors note:-

First time writing something like this heh

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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 ability 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 gently 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, your 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 absolutely 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.

Hope y'all enjoyed this!!!

Thank you so much for reading!!