Dazai

It's quite often that the both of you bicker and make dumb bets just for fun, just to have a second away from the killing, the blood, the gore. So you shouldn't be surprised when Dazai makes a bet on who can make the other submit first, using any means. No boundaries. That's how it's always been.

"You said no boundaries," Dazai murmurs against your neck, biting the soft skin just hard enough for you to feel it, but not enough to draw blood.

He's currently pinning you against his bed, your wrists tied up with his belt and your bare body on full display for him to use however he wants.

A small part of him is doing this solely for the bet, but the other? He just wants you all to himself. After only allowing himself to be just friends with you for the past year and a half, his patience is running thin.

His hands roam your body with impatience, while his mouth takes his sweet time marking your skin with his bites.