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Atsushi had a pleasant dream that night. By the wonderful scenery that Atsushi couldn't grasp - it certainly reminded him of the place from a novel he read the day before - there were two of them. Dazai-san and he.
In between of them was a sweet trusting atmosphere that Atsushi only dreamed of in reality. They talked. Though, their words made no sense, but the feeling of those words were so intimate Atsushi's face went warm.
The boy stared in Dazai's face, unguarded by usual masks and sweet lies. He had no bandages on and his large hand freely interwhined with Atsushi's. Atsushi felt sharp pang of adoration deep in his chest.
His wary suspicious mentor was so close!
Atsushi stilled. It's the first time for Dazai to behave this way. He never done this with anyone. Atsushi, not even himself, just his presence...was probably making Osamu feel wildly uncomfortable. Something reminded how hard it was for Dazai to be open for Atsushi like that.
Nakajima got hit with intense sense of guilt, that Dazai is so in the open and Atsushi isn't doing anything to ease his dear mentor's mind.
His head spin. Just where he could hide Dazai from the whole world? Atsushi's hazed lovesick mind imagined sometimes possesive, like locking Dazai in Nakajima's dorm, so there his teacher could put all his woes away...
No, that wasnt enough. Atsushi needed to feel one with his wonderful mentor. To feel with his skin whenever his dear is feeling well. Bound them forever, so Dazai-san would never have to worry about work, about his issues, about hurting himself.
Atsushi wants to hide Dazai within his stomach.
This thought seemed adequate enough in his dreamy state.
So young man straightforwardly asked if he could eat Dazai. The man's eyebrown twitched up, his smiled faltered to questioning shy smile. After a bit of amused silence Atsushi mumbled something like "it will be warm within him" and "my body is capable of that", which interested Dazai, so he smiled warmly at his swooned student and laid on the (ground? floor?) and lifted his legs in the air. So Atsushi could start swallowing him whole.
Nakajima got extremely shy all of a sudden, he grasped legs of his lover, unsure where to start. Dazai didn't hurry him, grinning wildly while his eyes shone with that adorable mischief light.
And that put Atsushi into action.
His mouth pulled uncomfortably over the wide feet, then the tension cleared when Dazai's calves slowly sinked between his teeth.
Nakajima noticed, that with every passing centimeter his mentor's face is getting closer as well. Would they- would it count as a kiss if Atsushi swallow his handsome face? The thought made the boy flush and swallow quicker.
His belly bloated, the process reminded of an inflating baloon he saw at the carnival. Young man patted at it, exited for it to become Dazai-san's new home.
Soon the whole of teacher's grown body got swallowed by Atsushi's greedy mouth without any discomfort. Only crown of brown locks was outside. Then, Atsushi got nervous, refusing to gulp further because of his stupid thoughts as always, but Dazai, ever his saviour, only chuckled at that, slipping deeper in Atsushi's stomach by himself.
Nakajima's belly was now swollen and round and full of his lover.
Somehow Atsushi could hear Dazai's voice through tissue and muscles. That didn't matter to him though. His mind was too busy fawning over the fact that his mentor seems joyful inside there and that they had some extra time to talk.
They did talk about something meaningless and funny, so when older detective laughed Atsushi's stomach jiggled violently, which made him panic and Dazai would calm down instantly.
Soon Dazai's voice slurred as if he was seconds from falling asleep.
After a beat of silence Nakajima suggested that Osamu could really try to sleep inside him, mumbling something like "I won't need the bathroom for a long time". His mentor soundly agreed.
Then his belly was moving once again. Then it relaxed. Osamu finally got comfortable, falling into peaceful sleep within Atsushi's warm insides.
Atsushi gently cradled his stomach, endeared with sheer trust Dazai showed by letting Atsushi work as a safe nest for him. Young man's heart swelled with love, becoming as big as his stomach.
Nakajima Atsushi woke up sweated and turned on. All the fluids left their smelly prints in his hair, on the pillow and in the air.
Young man groaned, refusing to wake up fully. He had a really nice dream! Why would he wake up from it?! If only he remembered what was it about though...
Atsushi's eyes opened wide, all signs of his excitement fading.
Oh gosh. No. No, it couldn't- He never had a fetish like that! Oh gosh, in the office there's gonna be Ranpo-san! What will he think of Atsushi?! God-
Young man crawled in panic to the shower, ignoring Kyoka's baffled look and planning to change countries and identity all together.
Seems a bit dramatic - it was just a dream, eh - but that's how Atsushi is.