Dazai x oda6/25/2023 ![]() When your arms fell away from his shoulders, too weak to push him, he let go. You tried pawing at his chest and shoulders, but nothing worked. Your breathing was erratic, as you desperately needed to inhale, but he didn’t budge. He held onto you neck, and held you in place, even as you tried pushing him away. You were falling short of breath, but he didn’t seem to care. You gasped into the kiss, surprised at the way his tongue barged into your mouth, claiming it as his. He pulled you towards him, and smashed his lips onto yours, not letting go of your neck even once. “If you wanted some thrill, some danger, you should’ve just asked.” He inhaled deeply, before growling, “Then why, pray tell, did you put yourself in real fucking danger?” “All I ever ask of you, is to stay safe.” You couldn’t reply, the pressure was too much for you to respond. “All you had to do was stay at home and look pretty. He didn’t squeeze hard enough to hurt you, yet made it hard to breathe. He grabbed your neck, taking you by surprise. He suddenly tightened his grip and leaned in to whisper in your ear, “ I don’t like my partner getting hurt.” He sighed and kneeled down to your level, clasping your chin in his fingers. “Are you going to keep staring like an idiot?”, he said, voice low and uncannily calm. The way his jaw clenched, fists tightened just enough to showcase his veins, the way his eyes seemed cold yet just so fucking sexy… You wanted him to destroy you. You didn’t know if you had suddenly gotten so dumb because of fear, or something else, as you took in the rare sight.Īn angry Oda Sakunoske was a rare, but beautiful sight. Your stutters were embarrassing, you thought. He didn’t say anything afterwards, choosing to stare at you with rage filled eyes. ![]() ![]() ![]() Oda punched the wall above your head, making you squeak. You gulped, and continued to ramble on about how you had been practising martial arts and had wanted to make his day easier, which is why you barged into a dangerous battlefield. Whenever he got angry, his shoulders clenched, defining every single ridge and curve of his toned muscles. “I can explain!”, you said, hoping to ease his clenched shoulders. You had wanted to clean up before he came home. You hadn’t realised how late it had gotten. You jumped at the sudden interruption, face going pale and heart beating faster. “So that was you.”, he spoke, voice too low to sound even remotely friendly. Odasaku’s beautiful orbs widened in horror when he saw a peculiar red mask lying precariously on the edge of the sink. He slowly turned the knob, to find you sitting against the wall, eyebrows furrowed in concentration as you wrapped a bandage around your forearm. He scuffled over, assuming that you had forgotten to turn it off, when he heard shuffling inside. Just as Oda was about to walk over to the bedroom, he noticed light from inside the bathroom. But he had to admit, they did a good job at beating up the enemy. While they did do him a favour without him even asking for one, he was still worried that they might’ve been hurt. He swore he made eye contact with his mystery saviour when they were about to leave, and they gave him a wink. Whoever it was, wore a large black coat, not very uncommon in the mafia, and a peculiar red mask. He had had a stressful day, but someone had magically appeared at the scene of a tiresome mission, and done half his work for him. Oda enters the apartment silently, trying his best to not wake you up. I mean… kajshshshshsushajaiNSJAUSUSHW JUST SKSJSUSNSN I spy with my little eye, someone who’s into hate sex□
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