Collecting My Debt - Soukoku

Chuuya's POV:

"Alright, can you get the fuck off me now? My back is killing me, you idiot!" I demanded, still pinned against the desk. I had no idea how long this had been going on, but the ache in my back was becoming unbearable.

"Hm? But chibi, I enjoy having you beneath me~" Dazai purred, leaning closer with a smirk that only fueled my irritation.

"Say Chuuya~ you've broken up with that bitch, right? Does that mean I can have you now, hm~?" He continued, his breath hot against my ear as his hand trailed down to my waist, making my body heat up with a mix of desire and anticipation.

"Her name is Lucy. And no, you can't. I don't want to, so move," I lied, struggling to ignore the way his touch was setting my mind ablaze. Who wouldn't want to kiss this hot bastard!?

"Whatever, she's irrelevant now." Dazai said, hooking a finger under my choker and giving it a playful tug. The sudden jerk made me gasp. "Are you sure about that, sweetheart~? Your body seems to be saying otherwise," he whispered, brushing our lips together, and clouding my thoughts even further.

"Y-Yes, I'm sure," I managed to whisper, though the conviction in my voice was wavering.

"Then when will I get your consent to kiss you, hm? I waited until you broke up with Lucy. What's the hold-up now?" he asked, sounding almost sad if it weren't for the kisses he was placing along my jaw and neck. Fuck I don't want to wait any longer either, but I'd be damned if I let this bastard take control.

In a moment of desperation and longing for dominance, though I doubt he'd ever let me top him, I managed to free my hand and yanked him down by his tie, crashing our lips together.

Dazai was momentarily taken aback but quickly responded, his arm wrapping around my waist while the other hand tilted my face up. His kiss was passionate, as though he'd been waiting for this moment for years, and maybe he had.

We kissed for several minutes, taking breathers only to dive right back into the intensity. His tongue explored my mouth, and I was not one to shy away from the battle of dominance. Though given the position we are in, he had the upper hand, and I could only tug on his hair as he kissed me deeply.

Someone has a hair-pulling kink~ His groans in response to the tugging only heightened my arousal, but this wasn't the place for anything more, nor was I entirely ready for it, or at least I thought so.

Breathing heavily, Dazai eventually pulled away, his lips finding my neck again. "Fuck, Chuuya..." he murmured, sucking on a sweet spot that made me moan with pleasure. How did he remember the spot so accurately!?

"Dazai... someone's coming," I said between breaths and moans, hearing footsteps approaching. Didn't he tell the guards not to disturb us?

"Focus on me, Chuuya~" he whispered against my skin, unbuttoning a few of my shirt's top buttons before trailing wet kisses down my body.

I tangled my fingers in his hair again, moaning his name softly. The moment he heard my moans, his self-control seemed to snap. He grew rougher, biting and sucking as he marked me.

I felt his length pressing against mine, eliciting a groan from me as pleasure coursed through my body. That' sit. My mind is too blank to come up with any excuses. I need him. I need him right now. Since when have I become this desperate!?

I tugged on his hair again, pulling his head up to meet my gaze. Flushed face, clouded eyes, desireful expression, now that's a sight to sore eyes~

Before I could kiss him again, the door burst open, making me flinch. Dazai, however, remained nonchalant. Isn't he embarrassed!?

I pushed him away quickly, buttoning my shirt as I turned to find a little girl standing in the doorway, staring at us with curiosity before she launched herself into Dazai's arms. "Daddy!!"

"A-Apologies, sir... We couldn't stop her from coming in," the guard who followed the girl said, bowing in apology. My mind snapped back to reality upon hearing her call Dazai "Daddy."

So that's what he's been busy with while I was mourning him? My heart shattered as I watched Dazai hold the girl tenderly. Am I invisible now..?

Clicking my tongue, I gathered my things and left. Maybe I am overreacting, but who wouldn't jump to conclusions after witnessing such a scene?

"Chuuya-!" I heard Dazai call after me from a distance, but it was too late. I was already in my car, driving away, not wanting to face him right now.

Despite my lack of mood for work, I returned to the office and instructed Atsushi to halt any further actions regarding my mother's case. He looked puzzled but complied.

I slumped into my chair, still reeling from the shock. Dazai has a child! That bastard! Did the mother of his child leave him, and now he wants to chain me up as his toy while he takes care of his kid? All that talk of "missing me" and "loving me" only to discover he has a child. Damn it! My fists slammed onto the desk in frustration. It doesn't matters. Nothing matters anymore. I'm doomed.

Just as I was about to continue my work, an unknown number called. I ignored it initially, but when it rang a second time, I picked up.

"Hello. Chuuya speaking."

"Chuuya! My baby! Finally, you answered! I've been trying to reach you but every time it gets redirected somewhere else-" I ended the call when I realized it was my mother. She probably called to ask for help. And if not, I'm too pissed off to deal with this shit.

She called repeatedly, so I answered again. "Mom, stop calling me. I'm not helping you."

"Chuuya, please! I haven't done anything wrong! Tell that criminal friend of yours to stop targeting me for no reason!" she shouted, making my ear ring.

"Mom. First of all, he's not a criminal. Second, if you did nothing wrong, it will be proven in the investigation. And lastly, I have nothing to do with this. It's between you and Dazai. Deal with him. Goodbye." I hung up, feeling a headache coming on. Maybe I should just go home for the day.

I called Atsushi to my office. As usual, he rushed in. "Yes, sir?"

"I want you to inform everyone in the company that today and tomorrow are off days. They've been working hard and deserve the break," I instructed while packing my things. I'll do some work at home instead, with a nice glass of wine and a cigarette.

Atsushi's face lit up with a smile. "I'll take care of that right away, sir. Thank you."

"Good. You can go now," I dismissed him and headed to my car.

Lighting a cigarette, I drove home, taking a longer route to clear my mind. The wind blowing through my hair as I sped along the empty outskirts of the city was oddly soothing. I knew driving fast was dangerous, but it felt good to let go. Unfortunately, rain cut my trip short. An hour of freedom was better than none.

When I arrived home, Dazai was waiting for me on my doorstep, head hung low. He doesn't seems to have noticed me but is he crazy? Waiting in the rain, on the doorstep, like a creep? Stupid mackerel. I was furious, yet a part of me worried about him catching a cold.

I sighed, grabbed an umbrella, and walked up to him. "Not a word. Just get inside and shower. Unless you want to catch a cold." My tone was icy, but he followed my instructions without protest, though I could sense his eagerness to explain. Whatever, I'll hear after I have some wine in my system.

A/N: Thank you for reading!

Word count: 1333