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Thinking Chuuya was only a pretty face was a mistake enemies and allies alike have made one too many times.
Soukoku had been retired from active duty for several years now and it seemed many had forgotten about Soukoku entirely. It was widely known that the new boss for the Port Mafia was one half of Soukoku, but everyone had forgotten that one Nakahara Chuuya was previously the other half.
Maybe Soukoku needed to destroy a few enemies again. Just so Dazai didn’t have to listen to the absolute filth people thought they were entitled to say.
“How much for an hour?”
Dazai was barely able to keep his scent reigned in.
“For what, Takenaka-san?” Dazai asked with a neutral smile.
They had just finished, what Dazai had thought, was a successful meeting. He and several of the Port Mafia’s business partners had set up plans and goals for the following year. When Takenaka, a wealthy shipping tycoon, had lingered behind, Dazai knew he wasn’t going to like whatever it was that the Beta was going to say.
“To borrow your whore for an hour.”
Dazai was surprised by the lack of survival skills this man had.
Standing next to Dazai, Chuuya kept a blank face like the well-trained dog he was. Not even a hint of discomfort was showing in Chuuya’s frame or scent. It likely came from a place of trust in Dazai, which he didn’t deserve, but it meant that they could play a little.
Across the room the last of his business partners had left, leaving Higuchi with her note pad. He could tell by the look on her face that she was nervous about what was about to happen. She had witnessed too many people make this mistake before, and it always depended on the day what Dazai chose to do.
Today, he was feeling a little vengeful.
“Higuchi-kun, you are excused. Please type up the notes and send them in an email.” Make sure we are not disturbed, was left unsaid.
“Of course, Boss. Expect them in an hour.” You’re next meeting is in an hour.
Dazai nodded. Higuchi bowed and took her leave. He heard Higuchi lock the door behind her. Maybe he should give her a raise.
Dazai turned back to his previous colleague and leaned back in his seat. The Beta was still sat with too much confidence. Dazai needed to knock him down a few begs.
“Hmm, Chuuya, come here,” Dazai said. He pushed the chair away from the table and leaned back to allow Chuuya room. Immediately Chuuya walked the short distance between them and sat on his lap facing Takenaka. Chuuya leaned back against Dazai and tucked his face in the crook of Dazai’s neck. Dazai hummed in approval as Chuuya began nuzzling his nose against Dazai’s bandaged neck.
“Now that we are properly alone, Takenaka-san; you wish to take my Chuuya for a ride?” Dazai questioned. He wrapped his arms loosely around Chuuya’s waist and used a hand to untuck Chuuya’s shirt so that he could trace the bare skin of Chuuya’s hips.
“Yes, Dazai-san.”
Dazai could practically see Takenaka’s eyes dilate and narrow in on the sliver of exposed skin even from where he was sat. If the man wasn’t a Beta, he likely would have been releasing pheromones so strong Dazai would have had to shoot him on the spot.
“Hmmm,” Dazai murmured. Maintaining eye contact with Takenaka, Dazai leaned into Chuuya’s ear and whispered, “Care to have some fun, doll?”
Chuuya hummed against his throat and Dazai could feel the cruel smile against his jaw. Chuuya untucked from Dazai’s neck and looked Takenaka up and down. A demure smile crossed Chuuya’s face before he gave a shy nod. Dazai tapped twice on Chuuya’s hip bone for praise. Chuuya was so magnificent at slipping into the character Dazai always needed.
“It seems my Chuuya has agreed to hear you out,” Dazai said lazily. “How much do you think he is worth for an hour?”
Takenaka took a moment to look Chuuya up and down. Male omegas were exceedingly rare. Especially in Japan. While female omega whores might have gone for 500 thousand to a million yen for an hour, Chuuya’s status left him being worth exceedingly more. Whatever the man offered better be good or Dazai was simply going to shoot the man on the spot for disrespecting his omega.
“Five million yen.”
Seems Dazai wouldn’t have to shoot him outright.
“Hmm, what do you think of that, Chuuya? Is that how much I give you?” Dazai questioned. If the man had any more brain cells, Takenaka would notice the bondmark that was peeking out from under Chuuya’s choker. Usually, it was hidden well but the choker seemed to have slipped today. He nosed at Chuuya’s throat in order to discretely push the collar back into place as to not ruin their fun prematurely.
Chuuya hummed and Dazai could feel the vibrations in his bones. “You definitely give me more.”
Dazai hummed in agreement. “You seemed to have lowballed him, Takenaka-san.”
“I mean no disrespect—”
“How about this,” Dazai cut the other man off. “How about I show off the goods then you can make another proposal. How does that sound?”
Based on the flush on Takenaka’s cheeks, he probably thought Dazai was going to give him a free show. Oh to be so stupid.
“What are you proposing, Dazai-san?”
Dazai nipped at Chuuya’s neck then patted him on the hip.
“Face down on the table, Chuuya.”
Chuuya slowly pulled himself off Dazai’s lap then he leaned forward on to the table. His face pressed down so he was facing Takenaka. Dazai hummed in appreciation and stood up to stand behind Chuuya. He slid his hands up Chuuya’s thighs and gave his ass a squeeze.
“I can show you what he’s worth,” Dazai said as he continued to feel Chuuya up. Being as attuned to his mate as he was, Dazai could already feel arousal shooting down the bond. Chuuya had always been an exhibitionist, though Dazai rarely allowed such proclivities as he never left someone alive who had seen his Omega in such a way.
Takenaka looked like a child on Christmas, but he carefully schooled his mask to one of neutrality. “If you are willing, Dazai-san.”
Dazai gave his Cheshire Cat grin and began undoing his built. “Of course. Are you ready to be on your best behavior, Chuuya?”
Chuuya nodded enthusiastically under him and ground his ass back against Dazai’s already growing erection. Dazai had to bite back a growl.
“Wonderful. It appears we are all in agreement.”
Dazai pulled the rest of Chuuya’s shirt from his pants and hiked it up to his shoulder blades. Beneath the shirt was the painting of hickeys Dazai had left behind from all their previous romps. Some were darker than others, a mural of partially healed hickeys that showed how often they fucked.
Dazai glanced over at Takenaka, and he was practically drooling. His eyes were tracing Chuuya’s spine as they took in the hickeys and hand bruises at Chuuya’s hips.
“Ass up,” Dazai commanded as he gave a slap to Chuuya’s covered ass.
Chuuya moaned like the good slut he was and lifted his hips. Dazai slipped his hands under Chuuya and unbuckled Chuuya’s belt. He carefully pulled it out then set it on the table next to Takenaka.
“No touching,” Dazai warned, “If you do, I will have to tie you up, understood?”
Takenaka nodded aggressively and Dazai smiled wickedly.
“Wonderful.”
Dazai grabbed Chuuya’s hips and gave them a tug till Chuuya’s crotch was off the table. Then he popped the button on Chuuya’s pants and undid the zipper. Dazai slowly pulled the pants down, and as he did so, he was greeted with a sight he hadn’t been expected.
“Oh?” Dazai murmured as pulling down the pants revealed pink, lacey panties. Not just that but tucked against Chuuya’s cunt was a sparkly pink plug.
No wonder Chuuya couldn’t stand still throughout the meeting. If Dazai had known Chuuya had this surprise waiting for him and would have simply shot Takenaka the moment he opened his mouth.
Hindsight was always 20/20. Might as well give his little slut some fun.
Takenaka was practically vibrating in his seat, clearly wanting to see what Dazai was staring at. Dazai took pity on the man and reached between Chuuya’s legs. He pushed the panties aside and gripped the base of the plug. He slowly pulled it out, and as Dazai did, cum from their morning romp began to drip out of Chuuya’s stretched cunt. Chuuya was groaning into the table and squeezing around the plug as it left him resulting in more cum dripping out.
Dazai hadn’t even noticed Chuuya put the plug in this morning.
Dazai had to reign in his scent as he felt it start to scream breed. Once the plug was entirely out, he watched as Chuuya’s cunt fluttered. Once it settled, he offered the plug to Takenaka.
“Care for a taste?”
Takenaka snatched the plug and brought it towards his face. The Beta gave it a sniff, then licked it. He groaned around the taste of Chuuya and Dazai’s cum.
“He tastes sweet, doesn’t he?” Dazai remarked as he rubbed a hand up and down through the lace covering Chuuya’s cunt. He could see Chuuya’s little cock hard straining against the lace, but he ignored it.
“Very sweet. Absolutely perfect,” Takenaka agreed.
Dazai palmed his crotch with his free hand as he felt the lace getting soaked with slick.
“Seems my little whore is stretch. Should we get on to the main show, Takenaka?” Dazai asked as he began to undo his belt.
Takenaka nodded enthusiastically without taking his eyes off Chuuya.
Dazai pulled his pants just far enough to pull his already hard cock out of his pants. He used the hand covered in slick to stroke his cock a few times. Then he rubbed Chuuya’s entrance through the lace. Beneath him Chuuya was positively shaking and moaning like a good whore. Dazai could feel how turned on Chuuya was through their bond.
“Dazai-san, please, I need you in me,” Chuuya begged. He kept his hands at his side like a good boy, but he minutely ground back against Dazai.
“Hmmm, but have you deserved it?” Dazai asked as he pushed the lace aside and teased Chuuya’s cunt directly.
“Yes! Yes! Please, I’ll be so good for you. I just need it inside.”
Dazai hummed. “Well, since you asked so nicely.”
Dazai pushed into Chuuya’s tight, warm heat, in one swift move. Beneath him Chuuya moaned like a porn star and pushed back against Dazai.
Show off.
Once bottomed out, Dazai waited a second for Chuuya to adjust before he pulled back out and slammed back in. Beneath him Chuuya was shaking and moaning in pleasure. Dazai grinned down at his mate and held on to his hips to keep the deep thrusts going. Dazai leaned down so his front was plastered against Chuuya’s back and bit hard into Chuuya’s shoulder. His shirt was still covering the skin but there would still likely be a bruise mark in a few hours.
Dazai kept up his thrusts hard and even as let himself get lost in the movements. He made sure to angle his thrusts, so he was hitting Chuuya’s g-spot every thrust. Beneath him Chuuya was groaning and letting out small yes yes yes and more!
When Dazai heard a choked moan, he looked up and remembered that Takenaka was there. The other man was staring intensely at Chuuya’s face. If Dazai wasn’t mistaken, he was palming his cock through his pants.
“I’m going to fuck you so well and deep that when I come, I know there’ll be a baby in you,” Dazai murmured against Chuuya’s ear. He made sure to be loud enough that Takenaka could still hear.
“Yes, Dazai-san, please, I want your baby. Knot me and keep me plugged up. I wanna be able to feel you all the time,” Chuuya practically screamed beneath him. While Chuuya was on birth control, he had a major breeding kink. And, based on Takenaka’s reaction, he was also into it.
“How would you like it, Takenaka-san, if Chuuya was round with your kin? Hmmm? He would be extra beautiful then. Yes?”
Takenaka barely nodded at Dazai’s comment, and it pissed Dazai off that he was being ignored.
He could fix that.
Dazai wrapped his arms under Chuuya’s and pulled the other man up off the table. Chuuya’s shirt slid back down barely concealing his hard cock. Chuuya’s debauched face was now on full display and Takenaka could likely see where Dazai’s cock was sliding in and out of Chuuya.
“How much do you think Chuuya is worth now?” Dazai panted out. At this point Dazai’s scent was likely pouring out in droves screaming mine but since Takenaka was a Beta, he likely didn’t realize the connotations behind Dazai’s pheromones. On top of that, Chuuya was leaking out breed me pheromones, and Dazai was having a hard time not shooting Takenaka and breeding Chuuya for the rest of the afternoon.
“Ten million—no fifty.”
Dazai hummed and nipped at Chuuya’s neck. “Chuuya dear, do you think that’s better?”
Chuuya hiccupped beneath him and said, “Maybe—oh right there Dazai.”
“Is that a deal, Dazai-san?” Takenaka asked hopefully.
Dazai slowed his pounding, much to Chuuya’s dismay, till he was stopped inside Chuuya.
“Hmm, do you really think that’s enough to fuck the Port Mafia Boss’s mate?” Dazai asked neutrally.
Takenaka froze at Dazai’s words, then he looked up at Dazai. For the first time since he started this nonsense, Takenaka seemed to realize what he had gotten himself into.
“Dazai-san—”
“You really are stupid, Takenaka,” Dazai muttered.
“I am so sorry. I meant no disrespect. I can give you—”
Before the man could even finish Dazai had pulled his pistol from his holster and shot the man between the eyes. Chuuya groaned in front of him and threw his head back against Dazai’s shoulder.
“Osamu, I was having so much fun. Why did you have to run it?”
Blood had splattered across the table, but thankfully none had landed on Chuuya or himself.
“He disrespected you, dear. We both know you are at least worth 500 million.”
Dazai could tell Chuuya was going to start arguing so he started thrusting up into Chuuya again.
“Now, how about I fuck you, stuff you back up with that plug, then we can go home and cancel my rest of my meeting for the day?”
Chuuya moaned in response and met Dazai’s thrusts with his own movements. He could tell Chuuya was barely standing so he sat back into his chair and brought Chuuya with him. Not ceasing his thrusts for even a second.
“Work for it, baby. Fuck yourself till I come so hard I paint your insides. Then we can plug you up so you’re ready as soon as we cross the door into our apartment.”
Chuuya nodded enthusiastically and started riding Dazai’s cock like the pro that he was. While he did that, Dazai pulled out his phone to text Higuchi and tell her to cancel the rest of that day’s meetings.
“Osamu, please, I want a knot.”
Dazai hummed and reached around to stroke Chuuya’s cock through his panties.
“Not now, love. When we get home. Now come.”
Dazai bit into Chuuya’s bond mark through the collar and he came hard on Dazai. The wet squelching from his cunt as he kept bouncing was loud in the empty conference room. That, along with the pleasure getting shot down the bond, Dazai came right after Chuuya. He was careful to not knot Chuuya as he wanted to go fuck his Omega in their nest and if he knotted that would be another half an hour of waiting.
“Osamu!” Chuuya moaned as he fell towards the bloody table. Dazai caught him and brought him back to lean against Dazai’s chest. He ran a hand over Chuuya’s stomach where he pressed down and felt his cock softening in Chuuya’s cunt.
“Beautiful. Now let’s get you plugged up and take you home.”