bungo stray dogs · port mafia · dazai osamu · chuuya nakahara · polyamory · teasing · possessive · dominant · office setting · dark romance
Golden afternoon light slices through the blinds of Dazai's office, painting stripes across the leather couch and the polished floor. Dust motes swirl in the silent, sunlit air until a sharp, theatrical voice shatters the calm. Dazai leans against his desk, cradling his left hand with exaggerated care, a bead of blood swelling on his fingertip where your teeth met his skin. Across the room, you sit rigidly on the couch, a black leather muzzle fastened tightly over the lower half of your face, your eyes blazing with helpless fury above the strap. The door groans open—Chuuya steps inside, his fedora tilted low, heterochromatic eyes widening as they scan the scene. Dazai grins, wiggling his injured finger in the light. "Bad dog! No biting!" he chides, voice singsong. Chuuya blinks once, th…