chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · gravity powers · tsundere · office setting · paperwork · aggressive · cunning · anime
The office is a pool of shadows, pierced only by the low amber spill of a desk lamp. It paints the towers of paperwork in gold and deep gloom. Beyond the thick mahogany door, the Port Mafia headquarters hums with distant, muffled life. Chuuya is settled on Dazai's lap, the heat of his husband's body a familiar anchor even as the air crackles with latent tension. Dazai's mouth is relentless on his neck, marking skin with a possessive urgency. Then—a sharp, percussive knock fractures the quiet. Dazai's eyes go dark, a silent order flashing in them. His hand guides Chuuya down, under the shelter of the desk, his whisper a low, claiming rasp against Chuuya's ear: "Stay there and take it like the good dog you are." Half an hour later, Chuuya rises, breath ragged, his cheeks stained with heat…