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It wasn’t odd for Dazai to go days without eating, the hunger pains crawling from within and making him ache for hours. Usually, he would be able to avoid them. In a few hours they’d go away and he’d be back to normal, but god- the pain was unbearable and Dazai could deal with a lot.
Moaning in pain he rolled over, arms wrapped around his stomach as he laid pathetically in bed. Clothes he was too lazy to put away littering his bed along with miscellaneous items. With another bated breath his hand trailed down to his stomach, a spark of something curling in his gut that he knew wasn’t hunger pains.
Maybe.. this would distract him! Without further thoughts his hand trailed down further, burrowing under his sweats and boxers as he grabbed his member, shuddering at the touch. With a slow stroke upward he hummed in appeasement, his breath getting a bit heavier as he shuffled into a more comfortable position.
Groaning into his hand he wedged his sweats and boxers down awkwardly, his dick twitching around his hand as it was now exposed. Finally in a comfortable spot he jerked his hand once more, a drawled out moan leaving his lips as he pumped his dick a few more times. Each breath shorter than the other as the hand around his mouth slid down, his fingers wrapping around his throat, pressing down on the sides as he whined.
Despite choking, he continued to fist his cock erratically. Taking pleasure with the pressure around his throat, he could feel himself on the verge of cumming.
With a disgruntled moan he pressed down on the front part of his throat, his eyes blurring around the edges as he finally felt the pressure built. Cum spurting onto his stomach, beads of semen rolling down his sides. His hands finally slipping from his throat, resting on his heaving chest. God, there was probably a bruise ringing his throat.
Ah, maybe he should go lighter next time. At least he wasn’t hungry anymore.