mikaswaltz

[mikaswaltz]

🕯️❆ Last Christmas I gave you my heart... ❆🍷

✦♱✦ ﹙pairings﹚. . . dazai & chuuya x reader (separately)

✦♱✦ ﹙synopsis﹚. . . 'Do you like my cookies? They're made just for you!'

✦♱✦ ﹙warnings﹚. . . fluff & comfort, gets progressively suggestive, cursing, heavy flirting, reader's gender is not stated but it is implied to be female, ( there are terms like 'doll' and 'bella' used)

✦♱✦ ﹙author's note﹚. . . This is another title for setting the house on fire along with Dazai and eating those crusty musty Christmas cookies you've made together

summary : baking Christmas cookies with your boyfriend in a late night date at home

★ DAZAI

As you and your boyfriend were standing in the cozy kitchen, wearing the Christmas themed matching aprons Dazai had just bought earlier that day, you eagerly mixed the ingredients for the Christmas cookies. Your lover hummed a cheerful tune as he poured the flour into the bowl, excited to indulge in these sweet treats. Despite the chilly air outside, the warmth from the oven filled the kitchen, bringing him closer to the love of his life. The scent of cinnamon and sugar permeated the space, making the both of you feel snug and content. Everything felt perfect.

"Didn't know my 'donna was soo good at baking cookies, but I'm afraid I might just get in her way if I offer to help"

A dramatic sigh escaped his velvety lips, soft and warm breathing hitting your nape as he moves swiftly behind you. Brown locks resting on your forhead while he leans closer, bandaged hands reaching over yours, capturing your pinkish fingers and brushing his fingertips over them.

You tried to continue the baking session, altough the profound black obsidian-eyed man behind endeavoured to distract you from work just so he can have his way with you. After scolding him a few times, he finally concured, pouting and crossing his arm reluctantly. As you reached to grab a utensil from the counter, you noticed a blob of dough on your boyfriend's finger. Without a second thought, you grabbed his hand and stuck his finger in your mouth, licking it clean. His eyebrows raise in absolute surprise, a mischievous grin playfully sneaking onto his lips

"Ooh, so my love wants to go on the naughty list this year hmm?"

His deep black eyes couldn't help but lay their gaze on every inch of your silhouette, hands reaching down to grab the plush of your hips.

"I was also thinking about how some white frosting would go along with these cookies, you'd like that, don't you bella?"

Those sweet words combined with his raspy but teasing voice almost made you freeze on the spot, making your knees melt right there.

Dazai couldn't resist to pull towards his lover and grab her by the waist, pulling in for a passionate kiss, grinning at he way you grab him closer, not getting enough of him. The dough and flour flew all around you in the heat of the moment, but neither of you couldn't care enough. You continued to capture his lips and embrace his slim, bandaged body fervently. Even as you finished baking the cookies amidst the mess and chaos, Dazai couldn't keep his hands off of you.

"The cookies can wait, we have something else we should be filling up with cream, right 'donna?"

★ CHUUYA

As the night settled into a soft and warm tone, you and your boyfriend began to gather all the necessary ingredients for baking the cookies you've waited the whole month to make. The kitchen filled with the sweet scents of sugar, butter, and flour. The atmosphere felt cozy as you were surrounded by the flickering lights of the Christmas tree and soft music playing in the background. It didn't take too long for the ginger to propose opening up a bottle of red wine, making sure to fill up you glass first thing first. You didn't get to taste the Pinot noir due to your lack of attention to the glas and as a result spilling it entirely on your Christmas sweater.

"Shit, baby. Hold up a sec, I'll wipe it off for ya' alright?"

Gloved hands rapidly grabbed a towel, wipping out the crimson stain from your sweater. You could smell the raspberry scented expensive red wine, tinged with only a bit of incense. Few drops even spilled on your neat, smooth neck, which Chuuya did not hesitate to lick clean, purposely marking it with gentle bites and hickeys.

"I think I've just found something more sweet than those cookies. That means I'll have to eat that up tonight, right, doll?"

A husky voice slipped from his lips, still pressed on your cherished neck.

Bit by bit, the conversation flowed like honey as ocean deep eyes proceeded to immortalize every response from you feeble body compared to his. The ginger enjoyed every single movement of yours, the way you twiched and gasped when the tip of his soft tongue traced over your tender skin, everything about you was driving him insane.

As you tried to move towards the countertop to mix the frosting, something sparked between both of you, a feeling that had lingered between you and you lover for so long. The piercing cerulean gaze had had enough and couldn't resist touching his doll anymore, breaths getting noticeably deeper as he gravitated towards the love of his life. As Chuuya surged forward, he captured your lips in a deep kiss. It felt so right–his lips brushing over yours in a soft, lingering manner.

You shared a brief, passionate kiss, which left both breathless, clinging onto eachother.

His long fingers made their way all up to the circular decorative vessel where the cookies you've already baked were arranged, snatching a heart-shaped one he made specifically for you. He made you peck on the cookie, leaving it between your lips as he swiftly grabs and throws you over his shoulder

"C'mere darl', I need to grant a special Christmas present for such a good girl like you, yeah?"