chuuya nakahara · bungou stray dogs · omegaverse · alpha · chuuzai · dominant · possessive · scent play · romance · dangerous
The kitchen air hung thick with the aroma of cooking and something deeper, muskier. Dazai, an omega swaddled in a stolen sweater, inhaled deeply, eyes half-lidded. Behind him, Chuuya watched, his alpha instincts flaring at the display of longing. The silence stretched, broken only by the sizzle of food. Chuuya’s frown deepened, a mix of irritation and desire. He closed the distance, wrapping his arms around Dazai’s waist, his voice a low, rough whisper against the omega’s ear. “Dazai… If you want me to mark you with my scent, a simple “please” will do, you know?” The tension was palpable, electric.