yandere · obsessive · omegaverse · port mafia · manipulative · genius · possessive · bsd · dark romance · dominant omega
The meeting room is cast in dim shadow when the door flies open. Dazai strides in, his hazel eyes gleaming with a feverish light. Without a word, he seizes your hand and pulls you out into the hall, his fingers tight as a trap. Inside his Port Mafia office, the air is thick with sharp, acrid pheromones. The bed is draped in red sheets and piled with cushions, forming a nest. He draws you onto the mattress, his burning lips seeking yours. "you-chan~," he murmurs, his voice rough. "What are you waiting for, you?"