Well then, you'll have to forgive my erroneous assumption.
[ Of the pair, Dazai is the one guilty of exuding an air of worldly experience. And that's the point of this particular persona he shifts into for the time being. But if they were stacking up their conquests against one another, and Linneus came out on top (at least figuratively speaking), then Dazai wouldn't feel the least bit emasculated.
His loves have been painfully few, less than even the fingers on one hand. While the sport of sex has been one he infrequently pursued. Cerebral as he is, Dazai suffers disinterest in the chase unless he's spurred on for reasons of exploitation and blackmail. More often than not, sex has been merely one of many tools within his life among Yokohama's underworld.
The sincerest irony of Dazai's life is that all the womanizing and philandering fables are greatly exaggerated. Real pleasure, the kind one seeks out time and time again, is rarely his unless an allegiance exists beyond merely his body and another, but their heart and mind as well.
However, they're already halfway there, underneath the veil of a budding friendship that couldn't be more sincere. So when Linneus' subtly opens the door to potentially more, Dazai doesn't go out of his way to shut it. ]
And perhaps some other time you'll do the honor of educating me on how knowledgeable you really are.
[ The reminder of Linneus' still healing wounds does shift his own interests, rekindling his genuine concern for the well-being of a man he's already begun calling 'friend' within his head. ]
Injured or not- [ He does risk lifting Linneus' blanket to slide in beside him. ] Taking advantage of you isn't what I hope to do.
[ The newly borne companionship is pleasant enough that Dazai is in no hurry to spoil it, so he settles within the shared space with a hum of thought, leaving the salacious talk behind them for a moment. ]
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[ Of the pair, Dazai is the one guilty of exuding an air of worldly experience. And that's the point of this particular persona he shifts into for the time being. But if they were stacking up their conquests against one another, and Linneus came out on top (at least figuratively speaking), then Dazai wouldn't feel the least bit emasculated.
His loves have been painfully few, less than even the fingers on one hand. While the sport of sex has been one he infrequently pursued. Cerebral as he is, Dazai suffers disinterest in the chase unless he's spurred on for reasons of exploitation and blackmail. More often than not, sex has been merely one of many tools within his life among Yokohama's underworld.
The sincerest irony of Dazai's life is that all the womanizing and philandering fables are greatly exaggerated. Real pleasure, the kind one seeks out time and time again, is rarely his unless an allegiance exists beyond merely his body and another, but their heart and mind as well.
However, they're already halfway there, underneath the veil of a budding friendship that couldn't be more sincere. So when Linneus' subtly opens the door to potentially more, Dazai doesn't go out of his way to shut it. ]
And perhaps some other time you'll do the honor of educating me on how knowledgeable you really are.
[ The reminder of Linneus' still healing wounds does shift his own interests, rekindling his genuine concern for the well-being of a man he's already begun calling 'friend' within his head. ]
Injured or not- [ He does risk lifting Linneus' blanket to slide in beside him. ] Taking advantage of you isn't what I hope to do.
[ The newly borne companionship is pleasant enough that Dazai is in no hurry to spoil it, so he settles within the shared space with a hum of thought, leaving the salacious talk behind them for a moment. ]
Campfires are always a good place for stories.