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OSAMU DAZAI: ❛❛ FIRST TIME? ❜❜
.ೃ࿐ most people take it easy on virgins, but he's quite the opposite. NSFW
contents: fem!reader. degradation, corruption kink, name-calling, dacryphilia, sadism (?), very slight masochism if u squint, edging, implied prior overstim.
author's note: plannin' on rewriting this trope later on bc i don't rly like this :<
when you told dazai that tonight would be your first time, you weren't expecting him to go about it like this.
it's barely been half an hour since he got you in his sheets, but in just that short amount of time, dazai's got you crying and mewling things you had never thought would come out of your mouth.
"tsk, where'd my good girl go? all i see in front of me's a little cock-hungry slut," dazai drawls, roughly grabbing a handful of your hair and forcing you to meet his eyes.
"aw, does that hurt? m' sorry, baby, but you look so pretty like this."
the corners of his mouth curve upwards when he sees the tears streaming down your cheeks, and he languidly runs his tongue up the side of your face.
in the past thirty minutes, you've already cummed more times than your nearly-delirious brain can count. you had been expecting dazai to take it easy on you, especially considering that this was your first time having sex. ever.
but no, like the tease that he was, dazai saw it as a great opportunity to rail the shit out of you instead.
"s' not every day i get to break into a virgin," dazai groans, adjusting his grip on your waist to give you more space to spread your legs. "you're so tight, darling, i can barely open you up."
dazai has your back pressed deep into the mattress and legs spread wide enough for you to feel tomorrow's inevitable soreness already settling in, and you just know that it'd be a good idea to beg your boss for a sick day.
"ah, you're doing so well for someone with such little experience. tch, i'm not even sure if i buy that you've never slept with anyone before. fuck–" dazai cuts himself off with a groan as he feels himself hit your sweet spot deep inside. "you almost there yet, pretty?"
you nod quickly, unable to form any words besides his name. being fucked by dazai was the most painful experience you'd had in a while, but it was the type of pain that felt like food for your soul.
"yeah, that hurt?" he says, voice almost a purr as his thrusts become more and more intense. "look at you, such a mess on my cock, baby. you're doing so well."
"'samu, i-i'm close," you whine, back arching against your will. somehow, your fingers find themselves on dazai's chest, practically clawing at any bit of skin they can latch onto. this feeling of being so close to ecstasy is entirely new to you, and god, you never want it to end.
"really?" dazai cooes, pace slowing the moment those three words escape from your swollen lips. and when you let out a pitiful and almost needy wail, dazai throws back his head and laughs.
"aw, did i ruin it for you?" he says condescendingly, running a hand through your hair and pressing his lips to your damp forehead. "look't you, this tired from slutting yourself out on me for just thirty minutes," he tsks, shaking his head.
you whine his name again and make a face. "'s-samu, you didn't finish," you mumble, each word punctuated by a heavy, shaky breath.
his eyes round in faux sympathy and he makes a pouty face, grabbing your chin with one of his hands and forcing two of his fingers into your mouth. "what's that, baby?"
when you try to repeat yourself, the words come out as incoherent gibberish. dazai being knuckle-deep in your mouth doesn't help either.
"i'll let you cum later, sweetheart," dazai murmurs, a mischievous smile on his dimly lit face. he runs one of the fingers inside your mouth over your tongue and withdraws it, licking your saliva off of his fingers with a satisfied smile.
"you gotta work for it, darling," he cooes, leaning in for a messy kiss before he pushes you down impossibly farther into his dick, relishing the pained cry you let out a second later.
"i don't let pretty girls like you cum for free."