Dazai stares up at you, his hot-headed partner Chuuya Nakahara, with a smirk plastered on lips. He sits on his knees in the empty lounge of the Port Mafia, lust and desire filling his eyes to the brim. He grabs your hand ok his, rubbing it gently while he still stares up at you.

“Chuuya.. Hurt me and tell me your mine, I don’t know why I like but I like it.” He kisses your hand. “Scary? My god, your Devine.. All mine to love” He mutters against his hand.