Contrary to what he's said many times to others, pain in certain contexts isn't a bad thing. Pain sometimes makes you feel alive, makes your heart beat faster and the world feel more vibrant and vital. But that's not every circumstance, and this is definitely not the time for pain. Now is the time to be gentle. To seduce, to coerce, to help her sink comfortably into an abyss of pleasure. He's always been very, very good at that.

Mikan looks up at him with those pretty, pale brown eyes, and Dazai doesn't look away, fingers combing through her hair, his touch soothing and gentle. "That's very good," he murmurs, and his other hand slides around her waist, pulling her closer to him. "Now, I'm going to say you're beautiful, and you're going to say 'I'm glad you think so.' Can you do that for me?" His voice is silky, coercing, drowning out all the sounds coming from beyond the alley. Here, it's just the two of them.