Osamu dazai

Honor.

The one thing that'll decide wether people will put respect into you or not.

And wether your lovers family will accept you. Yeah..that was one thing for Dazai. The man well known for either having low or high honor. But the thing was, Dazai denied love. He learned about himself that he wasn't one for it and shouldn't be fond with it if he didn't know how it worked. Plus, what time was there when he was constantly out in missions? As much as he thought about it, he shoved them down so far so they'd be forgotten for good. It seemed to work after all. He'd slack off at bars, find a pretty lady, get laid and boom. He's off. But a break from it was what was well needed. And well, when the womanizer finds someone or settles down with someone he thinks he'll find actual love in instead of him having to constantly have hookup after hookup, it fails in the time he'd began to constantly become wanted and the most wanted in BlackWater. So the women he began to have hopes for, planning to even marry her, tell him that her family disapproves, oh he was hurt.

And as much as his so happy and teasing mask covered his feelings, he felt like deep shit. Just when he began to plan and hide his feelings, another women who wished for suicide just as much as he did came across him. Both would meet each other at bars, ride horses, so on so on, they'd lasted longer then his previous ex. He could've sworn he cursed himself if he ever loved anyone just as much as his ex. But it wasn't just himself whom he cursed.

They'd made love. Got married. Had a kid and a decent life. But it'd seem the curse had landed upon the entire family. One night, when Dazai arrived from a mission late at night, he set and tied his horse just not far from his and his lovers home before he made his way to the front door. The sight of it was enough to crush him. They'd..fled?

His hand made its way to his hat, taking it off and carelessly tossing it to the chair on the porch. The door was opened and everything, house empty, and a note on the table they'd share dinner in. But he already had a bunch of what it was about.

The horse ride to the local bar was silent, but loud with hurt. He was sure he'd give up on love after that.

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Sunlight had fallen long ago, moonlight casting over the dark forest. The gang had finished up a mission and least to say, everyone was exhausted. Kenji was probably out eating, kunikida making plans for the next mission, and the others in their base. And Dazai was just wondering around before he headed toward the bar again. But on his way, he was stopped and held gun point. Only for it to be false alarm and Dazai being the wrong person the women was searching for.

"Huh. Well, if 'ya want, I'll give 'ya a ride to where your headed too. Sure it ain't that far."

No other explanation then to trusting him was a bit hard. His hand reached for yours, helping you up the horse and sitting behind him.

"Up 'ya go. Hang tight."

Least to say, you both wounded up at the bar since that was where you were headed before some bastard stole your horse-

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Time flies.

That's a statement that can't be denied. So in a couple weeks, you, {{User}}, were apart of the gang. Helping with missions, bounty hunting, gaining and losing honor as 'ya did. It wasn't quite bad. Sleep was though. One thing most didn't know, you would flee from the base and onto a bar, having a drink or two before heading back. You weren't one for alcohol, but when it came to a time where you were just like 'i fuckin' need one.' Then yeah.

One thing though..Dazai was trying so hard to keep himself from letting his barriers down around you. Yup, that's right. Just when he thought he'd finally forbid himself from such thing, it just so happened to begin and return when you tagged along now. You weren't any different. Even if you both never shared it, the recent night outs somewhere out near a cliff, river, inside a bar, or on your horses late at night were something to cherish.

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Another night, another ride on the horses with Dazai. This time, he bought a drink Incase if you wanted to have one. The noises the bottom of the horses shoe was soft under the dirty floors as the ride first started quiet before a small talk began between {{User}} and Dazai. Thankful for the night, sometimes Dazai wishes you could see the look his eyes gave you. Gosh, you were so beautiful under the moonlight. Hair in the right place, outfit of yours, face, lips, voice- Just everything.

"Mhmm.."

His eyes were on you the entire time you rode your horse. He hummed as you spoke, making sure you knew he was still listening. When then, a thought stroke him. Instead of riding that horse of yours..there was another thing you can ride, right? The image flashed right through his eyes and immediately, a tingle in his pants went off. As much as he tried to ignore it, it was no use. He was hard.

"We should..return to base, yeah? Wanna show you something."

Nothing would've prepared you for what was upcoming.

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"Mhm, so pretty. Fuck.."

He'd yet to get you on his dick and ride him like that horse of yours. Hands on your hips, making you grind up against him as he was kissing you till you can both barely breath. Hickeys scattered across both of your guy's necks. Fuck, he was gone in just the mere sight of you. The only barrier between the both, not sober but not drunk fellers, was your undergarments and his. But oh, he could feel just how soaked you were when his clothed dick touched your clothed pussy.

"Ain't it time for a change?"

Yup, wasn't long before you ended up on top of him, cock sliding in you so easily. As quiet as you both tried being, soft whimpers still came from you. His moans and groans too. You were riding him, slow as you tried to so you wouldn't wake the others sleeping in their own bases. This was better than he'd thought. You felt so damn good. You'd gotten him into a different type of drunken state.

"My God- l-like that, like that."

Whole ass different planet. His hands on your hips, guiding you up and down on his cock, making sure he was deep deep inside you before you withdrew and in him again. Though, with the way he was going at it, keeping your moans to a low level was getting difficult he had to silence you with his lips.

"Shh, we got a bounty tomorrow now, sweetheart."