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Present Time…
"Shizuo, is not good to fight."
"Shut up! Don't get in my way!" Kida watched as Shizuo attacked Simon, only for it to fail.
Now was his time. Now or never. If he got caught here all the effort he had put in the last year to avoid both Izaya and Shizuo would have been for nothing.
"Hey, Mikado! Now is where we…" He turned to his friend ready to bolt, but Mikado just grabbed Anri by the hand and ditched him to the mercy of the beings above. "You're kidding! Mikado!" He stared dumbly after the pairing.
"Izaaayaaa-kun!" Shizou stalked towards the man on the ground. Oh, he had been able to smell him alright. There was no way he could miss Izaya. "Didn't I tell you to never show your face in Ikebukuro again?" He took his glasses off, getting a better view of the brunet. "Huh? Izaya?" This was going to be good. He'd been itching to beat the crap out of the bastard, but the flea always managed to get away.
"Shizu-chan, I thought you worked by the West Gate."
"I got fired from there long ago." Shizuo responded and Kida was surprised. Izaya was good at his job. Too good. He would definitely know something like that. "And didn't I tell to stop calling me that? I have a name and it's Heiwajima Shizuo!"
"Come on, Shizu-chan. You're still mad about that time I blamed you for that crime?" Izaya taunted and all three of them knew that it wasn't what Shizuo was mad for. What was really ticking the blond off went a lot deeper.
"I ain't mad." He denied "I just wanna kick your ass."
"You can't even see logic or reason when you get violent. I don't like it." Izaya sighed. He was still sore from the other day and definitely not in the mood to get his ass hurt again "Come on… Let me off the hook."
Shizuo's fists collided with Simon's and he glared at the man. He had been so close to finally snapping the flea's neck!
A movement to the right caught his attention. He turned to the side only to meet amber eyes. Kida! His anger evaporated as fast as it had appeared and he straightened up. He registered Simon falling on his face behind him, but didn't pay much attention. His sole focus was on the blond before him.
Kida gulped watching Shizuo's attention shift to him. Damn Izaya and damn Mikado for leaving him alone. He'd done well avoiding those two in the last year. But now… Shizuo was only a few steps away from him when his instincts finally kicked in and he bolted. There was no way he was going to get caught now. He had put too much effort into getting out of this situation to be dragged in back.
He dived in the alley closest to him and turned to the side, narrowly missing the hands that tried to grab him. It had been bad enough meeting Izaya here. But Shizuo… both of them at the same place, at the same time was too much for Kida's liking.
He turned around only to see the man trailing him close behind. This was no good. If Shizuo catches him, he'll demand answers. Kida was not quite ready to get himself into that again. He hopped over some trash cans and kicked them to the ground hoping that this would slow down the other. Kida took off faster than before.
"Kida-kun! Come back here!" The man's voice sounded too close for his comfort. He took the next corner and pressed in the narrow space between two vending machines. His heart raced from the sudden rush of adrenaline. It wouldn't work. He would get caught. But if he kept running he'll be caught anyway. He pressed backwards towards the wall. If Shizuo misses him… then maybe… just maybe…
"There you are!" His head snapped upwards to the blond that was looming over him. "Come here!" A hand reached over and grabbed him by the uniform and he was dragged outside and pressed against the glass. "Now, where have you been for the last one year, Kida-kun? Hmm?" the man smirked and Kida wanted to run.
Izaya was hopping through the busy streets of Ikebukuro. People were glancing in his direction, but they mutually ignored each other for the most part.
What a wonderful day it was! Today was the day when his plans would be set in motion. He grinned and spun around, enjoying the sun rays. Today was the day when Kida would finally face the fact that he can't go on without them. Izaya looked around. They should have been here by now.
It was painful for him to know that Shizuo would get to satisfy a very frustrated and needy Kida, but he had come to terms with it. It was all for the greater good! The greater good being Izaya having Kida in his bed again.
A shudder of excitement went down his body. Things would go exactly according to plan and very soon…
The sound of commotion attracted him and his legs immediately took him to a small alley where he was presented with the tight behind of no other, but Kida Masaomi. So that's where they've been! He took one look at the situation and it was crystal clear. Well, there were other things he could do…
"Bullies? You are going to go stop them?" He grabbed Mikado by the shoulders, but didn't miss the way Kida pulled back and then looked at him surprised. This was going to be good.
"Now, where have you been in the last one year, Kida-kun?" Kida adverted his gaze at the question. What was he supposed to say? Running away from the darkness you dragged me into? Keeping a safe distance, so you won't suck me back in? Because he knew quite well that if he fell in either Izaya's or Shizuo's hands he'll spiral down that road again. It was something he couldn't afford. "Hmm? Kida-kun?"
A hand grabbed him by the chin and he was forced to look at demanding brown eyes.
"I… I wanted to be normal." Why did he have to sound so pathetic? His own voice egged him on. It was something he had fought for the last year and he would defend it! "I want to be just a normal teenager, to have fun and only worry about exams. I don't want anything to do with your games. Been there, got burned and learned my lesson! So let me go!" He tried kicking Shizuo in the shin, but it was like kicking a concrete wall.
Shizuo's eyes narrowed at the sudden outburst and he kicked Kida's legs open, so he wouldn't be able to struggle.
"So in the end it was all that damn flea's fault again? I'll kill him!" His grip on Kida's hands tightened and the boy whimpered in pain. Shizuo took deep breaths, trying to calm himself. The bastard wasn't here. He had Kida in his arms and he would be damned if he let him go.
One year earlier…
Shizuo opened his eyes as he felt a familiar presence moving around his room. It was still far too early for any visitors and he had fallen asleep alone. He heard clothes being discarded on the floor and lifted his gaze to the window where he could see a slim body illuminated by the pale rays.
Izaya kicked his pants and slipped beneath his covers.
"The hell you want, bastard?" Shizuo asked groggily, his brain refusing to wake up.
No answer came. Hands slid around him and Izaya pressed firmly against him. His body was trembling from what Shizuo didn't know.
"Oy, flea!" He tried to stand and turn on the lights, but the hands around him tightened, keeping him close to the other man.
"He left us." Izaya spoke and his voice was so broken and torn that it managed to tug at Shizuo's heart and he lay down "Kida-chan left us." Somehow he knew that Izaya wasn't lying.
Present Time…
"What did he do this time?" Shizuo asked. He had heard rumors about it on the street. The Yellow Scarves and the Blue Squares getting in a fight and Izaya somewhere in the middle, but no one really spoke what had happened. Every time he had tried to demand information from Izaya it had ended in a fight. To top things Kida had disappeared completely from his sight. He had caught glimpses of the young blond around Ikebukuro, but never really managed to catch him. Kida had become just as elusive as Izaya. Until now…
Kida didn't answer for a long moment. Shizuo didn't know. He hadn't known anything at all.
"There was a girl." He offered, his gaze falling away from the man again "I… liked her and the bastard used her for his own sick games.'
"A girl." Shizuo forced the boy to look at him again. "All this for a girl?" His blood was boiling again.
"Shizu…" Kida winced as the hold on his hands became unbearable again.
"You went behind our backs to play with some girl!"
Kida didn't answer. Yes, it had been stupid of him. So very stupid… But he had actually thought that he could slip away from their grasps. How naïve.
Shizuo grabbed the boy's face again and forced him to look him in the eyes.
"You are mine and you better remember it!" He growled before kissing the lips he'd been wanting to kiss for a year now.
Kida tried to turn his head away and get out of the kiss, but the grip on his chin was too tight. Despite his mind's warnings his body thrilled by the sudden contact.
"I don't belong to you!" He spat when he was finally released "I belong to my self."
Shizuo stared at the boy for a moment. He touched the soft lips. Some part of him was happy. Kida hadn't lost his fire.
"You and no one else." He said before leaning in for another kiss. He tugged at the blond locks to have better access and Kida soon gave in under him. Shizuo heard the boy moan in his mouth when their tongues met. His own body was reacting violently to the contact he had been deprived from for so long.
"Don't do this to me." Kida whispered. He wouldn't be able to resist Shizuo. He had been without them for far too long. Even though he hated to admit the fact there was no one else that could satisfy him the way they did. No one else he wanted.
Izaya watched as the scene unraveled. It was just like high school. Shizu-chan beating up all those gangs, because of him. He looked to the side. Kida was still there. Such a nice day. He took a few steps behind. Everything was flowing so beautifully… according to his plan.
"Well, nice meeting you!" He turned on his heels and took off. He could clearly hear a vending machine being pulled from the pavement, but he ignored it. He had the perfect place in mind from which he could watch his plans coming to life.
He quickly climbed to the roof of a nearby building just in time to see Shizuo walking towards Kida. The boy was fast to react and run away. They dived in the back alleys and out of Izaya's sight. He narrowed his eyes in displeasure. He knew that Shizu-chan wouldn't take Kida on the main street, but he had hoped for something… more. Well there was only one place this could end up.
Shizuo kissed the corners of Kida's mouth gently. His hands slid from around his wrists to his back and he pressed the boy to him. Silent anger raged through him. What had the damn idiot done to Kida? But more importantly he wanted to sooth the boy in his hands. As insane as it sounded he wanted to heal away the scars that the younger had been carrying.
He took a few steps backwards and spread his arms.
"You can run, Kida, but this…" he motioned between the two of them "You can't deny that you want it."
Kida stared dumfounded at the blond. For a moment he had taught that he'll be forcefully taken somewhere or tossed aside. Maybe it would've been better. He wouldn't be feeling this painful ache in his heart right now. Because all the pain and hurt he'd been carrying… he wanted nothing more, but crash in Shizuo's arms and be told that it didn't matter anymore, that everything was good now.
A small smile crept to his face. There was nothing but the honest need to comfort etched on Shizuo's face. Kida couldn't resist. His body longed for the other man, but so much more than that his heart ached for the sincere gentleness that Shizuo offered.
His own legs forced him away from the machine and in Shizuo's arms. He hugged him tightly and pressed his face in the warm chest.
Shizuo hugged Kida and leaned to kiss the blond locks. What had Izaya started? Did the bastard really know? Because both of them were his weakness.
One year earlier…
Shizuo didn't respond. He didn't know what to say. Izaya, falling apart was not something he was used to. Izaya was indestructible. He could survive any hit, every emotion was hidden behind that damn smirk that drove Shizuo crazy.
"What do you mean he left us? What the hell did you do?" He growled, but didn't attempt to remove Izaya from himself.
A low, bitter laughter was emitted from Izaya's throat. "It has to be someone's fault. Why not mine?" Izaya trembled even harder in his arms and Shizuo knew that there was something really wrong with Izaya. His whole being demanded that he shove the bastard away and force the answers out of him, but the hard tremor that run through the other's body stopped him. Shizuo didn't know what to do. He had never been one that could console others. He did the only thing that came to mind. He hugged Izaya tightly and slowly run his hands up and down his sides.
Present Time…
Neither of them said anything else as they headed for Shizuo's house. The walk to the building was silent. The outside world had stopped existing. Both of them were in their own little world. Kida's hand was being held by a bigger, much stronger one, but he didn't try to pull away. As a matter of fact he welcomed the contact he'd been denying himself for far too long.
They sat silently in the living room. Kida twirled the glass of milk in his hands. Shizuo was sitting across him on the couch. The silence pressed down on him and he felt the need to say something, but nothing came to mind.
"So…" Shizuo cleared his throat "you've been admitted to Raira academy." He motioned at the uniform the boy was wearing.
Kida looked up and perked at the words. A bright, mischievous smile crept on his lips.
"Well, after what happened there was nothing for me to do except study…" Shizuo nodded and lifted his glass to drink "…and jerk off." He added, but Shizuo didn't choke. Damn! It always worked in manga!
"Is that so?" Shizuo asked and the look he sent him made Kida shiver.
"That's exactly so!" Kida jumped on his feet and took a step towards the other "As a certain bastard used to say fingers were never enough for me…. You'd be surprised at the things you can find on the internet! Even though it's hard to find one like Shizu's I still managed!"
"Find what?" Shizuo asked even though it wasn't all that hard to guess. Kida's smile widened and he plopped down on his lap.
"But having the real thing is so much better." Kida whispered tracing his fingers across Shizuo's jaw.
Izaya hummed a random happy tune as he buckled his pants. He turned around and was about to exit when he heard the main door open and a voice that he was very familiar with reached his ears.
"…fell for it! There's no way any woman can resist my charms!"
"You're so full of it. You've never had a girlfriend have you?"
A snicker could be heard.
"How can I have one if I haven't found the right one yet? I'll have to keep looking until I find my princess! The woman of my dreams is sure to be some unearthly beauty!"
Izaya narrowed his eyes. It wasn't the words that had gotten to him as much as the implications. There was something he had never thought about, something he had never even considered. Orihara Izaya did not miss things. But angry as he was the spark of possessiveness was even stronger.
The thought of Kida liking girls had never occurred to him. Actually the thought of Kida wanting to be with anyone, but him and Shizuo had never even crossed his mind. He pushed the door open after the boys were gone and went to sit on his table.
"Are you all right, Izaya-san?" Izaya looked up and something tugged at his mind about the whole situation.
"Nee, Saki-chan, did you just see a blond boy, about your age?"
Izaya waited patiently. It was so convenient that Shizuo's neighbors have decided to move out. He grinned. Turns out the man had been moved to another city.
He didn't have to wait long for the two blonds to arrive. Shizu-chan was holding Kida-chan by the hand and Izaya jumped at the sight. How very interesting. Those two could have actually made a couple he realized. Not without his help they wouldn't… unless Kida-chan took things in his own hands…
Izaya cut off that trail of thoughts. It was too late for it anyway. He stood up and moved to another window in order to view better what was going on in the Shizu-chan's living room.
One year earlier…
Izaya was leaning against a tree watching the situation unfold in front of him. He had done his homework – asked around about Kida Masaomi. Of course he had known that the boy had gone ahead and started a gang, but that was to be expected. After all the rumors that he was his and Shizu-chan's had been getting persistent. It had probably been about the same time Kida started making moves on girls. Puberty, rebellion, pride and all that.
He watched as Kida waved his hands around, his voice raising and falling. Saki laughed and the conversation went on.
Two steps were all it took and he grabbed Kida by the shoulder. A little too forceful maybe, but even he wished that not all of his plans worked so well.
"Hi, there. Kida Masaomi, right?"
The blond turned to face him and he could see the questioning look, but played along.
"Who're you?"
"Orihara Izaya, information broker. I'm kind of her guardian, not her boyfriend or anything. Don't worry. Pleasure to meet you." It was the only warning he ever gave for what was too come.
Telling Saki to get kidnapped was the easiest thing. Telling her to let them do whatever they want with her was even easier. Humans were such interesting creatures, humans were so lovable, humans were so weak and pathetic.
That's all he could think about as he sat in his apartment and listened to his phone buzzing. "Kida Masaomi" was no doubt what was written on the screen.
Izaya stood up and took out the pack of cigarettes that he kept in his desk. It was so rare that he felt disappointed by a human being. It was only Shizu-chan that refused to act according to plan, but he had found a better use for the blond.
Fire flickered and disappeared as he lit his cigarette. He inhaled deeply and exhaled. How very disappointing. Kida should have known better than to get a girl. Another buzz resounded in the room. The boy had been so easy to play. As if he didn't know who Orihara Izaya was.
He went to the big window and looked out at the city that stretched out in front of him.
Izaya laughed and it came out as a bitter, choked sound.
"You should know, Masaomi-kun, you belong to us. No one else can have you."
Another laugh. Izaya was suddenly reeling with realization. What was he doing? Why was he doing it?
Another buzz.
Was it worth it? The knowledge that Kida-kun liked girls? Was it worth it? The hurt that Kida-kun would leave them in the drop of a hat if he found a sweet girl that would hold his hand and smile gently at him?
He took a deep drag from his cigarette and exhaled.
Who was the one that had been played here? Kida? Shizuo? Or maybe Izaya himself without even realizing it? If the boy had meant nothing, but an entertainment why was he hurting so much?
A dry laughter escaped his throat. Played by Kida-chan's charm, won by those sincere brown eyes. Orihara Izaya didn't cry. He laughed. Laughed, so he would have more time to play with humanity, laugh so he would have more time to love, laughed, so he wouldn't cry.
He had fallen for Kida Masaomi the same way he hated Heiwajima Shizuo.
A buzz.
Present Time…
He didn't know who had moved first and it didn't matter. Shizuo was kissing him, so gently as if he would disappear any moment. He wouldn't, not now. This was also a part of him.
Kida put his arms around the other's neck and pressed his body to Shizuo's. Warmth seeped in him. He had felt so cold for so long. As if he didn't belong. Mikado and Anri had help. But this was different. This was so much more personal and Shizu's kisses were like a balm for his torn heart.
Shizuo kissed the corners of Kida's mouth before opening his lips and inviting the boy's tongue in. He was pushed backwards on the couch, but didn't mind at all at the moment. His hands slid beneath Kida's cloths and found warm skin. The boy had grown in the year he hadn't seen him. He was about as big as that bastard. His body had become slimmer, stronger, more like that of a young man than a boy. Shizuo could feel muscles beneath his fingers and the change excited him.
"You've grown." He commented when Kida lifted his head to look at him.
"In more ways than one."
Shizuo could see that. Kida's eyes had lost their innocent spark. They were more mature, more serious. Fifteen year old kids shouldn't have that look. He suppressed the rage that reared its head. Izaya was going to suffer for this.
Shizuo lifted Kida from the couch and headed towards the bedroom.
One year earlier…
It was his home phone that rang, but he let it go to voice mail.
"Orihara Izaya-san? I'm calling from Raira General Hospital. We have your number in case something happened to Saki Mikajima. She was admitted tonight. She is stable, but your presence is required."
So that's how it was…
It was Kadota that greeted him at the entrance of the hospital.
"Dotachin! What a…"
"Don't call me that. You were wrong, Izaya. He didn't save her."
But he was there, wasn't he? He was going to apologize to her and Saki, being the good person that she was would forgive him. They would kiss, hug and make out.
That wouldn't do, now would it? Kida wouldn't come back to him anymore. As much as it pained him to admit it he knew it for sure. But if he couldn't have Kida, Saki couldn't either. There was only one person that could claim the boy.
"I heard she hadn't died…" Kida opened the curtain and looked at him "Good to hear…" Then the words rolled out of his mouth easily. Poison dripping and ripping the boy apart. Kida accepted them, trusting each word as if it was something he had thought of. It wasn't. It was just Izaya giving some definition to the tangle of emotions that was no doubt tormenting the blond. It sounded painful, it felt painful, so Kida accepted it. Easily, effortlessly. Breaking…
"I have no idea what you're getting at!"
Of course he did. Kida wasn't all that stupid after all. Izaya could see the wounds that his words made.
It was easy… to shatter it… in little pieces… without mercy… only misery…
"But isn't that fine? You love her…" it was a mock. His last words to the boy were a mockery.
Because Kida-chan couldn't love anyone else. He might try and run away from them. He might try and disappear completely from their lives. But this wrapped up, sick relationship they've had would be what he strived for forever.
Love… Izaya wanted to laugh. Could he love? Could Masaomi love them back?
It was impossible to know. But this feeling, this need to protect the boy, to make him his own and have him close by… what do you call that?
Present time…
The sheets were soft against his skin and they smelled of cigarettes and cologne. Wood and nicotine mingling and fogging his brain only adding to the amazing view before him. Shizu was standing over him, slowly taking off his shirt. As if he wasn't as needy as Kida. But his eyes said otherwise. His eyes were burning up with desire and they sent a shiver running down Kida's spine.
As soon as the last button was undone he was on his knees, hands wrapped around the man's waist. He couldn't wait. Not now, not anymore. He finally had Shizu in his arms and his body was trying to take the wheel away from his brain. His hormones were going crazy with the sight and as much as Kida wanted to hand himself over… Not yet.
Shizuo shivered as a wet tongue trailed the skin on his stomach. It slid up, interrupted only by gentle bites, until he couldn't take it anymore and grabbed Kida by the hair. The boy tasted of the milk that he had drunk. Sweet, lots of sugar. Shizuo groaned when a tongue met his, kissing him slowly, making his blood boil with anticipation.
Kida was on his knees. He had lost the jacket of his uniform somewhere along the way. Fingers slid underneath the hem of his hoodie, caressing the skin they found there. Kida shivered and pressed more insistently against Shizuo as some of them dipped underneath his pants. His top was quickly removed and he was pushed backwards on the soft sheets. Wood and nicotine… it was an addicting combination that would kill him slowly.
The smaller blond closed his eyes as hands slid up his body. He spread his legs in a silent invitation that Shizuo wasted no time in accepting. He traced his fingers up lithe muscles and marveled at the change that had happened in only a year. Did Kida even realize how much he had grown up? He kissed a pert nipple and bit gently. The boy beneath him shuddered and his breathing quickened. Shizuo moved up and licked Kida's throat, teeth, grazing the sensitive skin, but not biting, not yet.
Kida's breath escaped him in a hot rush.
"Shizuo…" So close… he tilted his head and licked an ear before sucking at the sensitive skin. Kida wrapped his legs around the other's waist and buckled, creating some of the friction his body was craving.
Shizuo faltered for a moment, biting harder and Kida moaned beneath him, hips bucking again. He groaned reciprocating the movement and the smaller blond groaned. Desire slid through his veins, hot and thick, making him want nothing, but to make Kida scream and beg. He tried to restrain himself, but if Kida kept making those sounds…
He slid down the boy's chest and sucked at a nipple, while his hands went down. Kida arched beneath him as fingers slipped beneath his pants. Shizuo lifted his head to meet darkened amber eyes. He undid the pants and yanked them away. The younger blond took a deep breath, hands clenching the sheet, even before Shizuo had touched him. The honest display of neediness nearly made him lose it and ravish the boy right there and there. And the way Kida buckled when he touched the sensitive skin… so close to where he wanted to be touched, but yet so far away…
"Shizu…" his name slid through the air, heavy with need and desire. The blond had to restrain himself. He leaned forward and licked the place where his fingers had been touching just a moment ago. His hands spread long legs and started to caress sensitive thighs, goose bumps rising to the touch.
"Shizu…I…" Kida's head snapped to the side and he bit his hand when a tongue licked there, but not where he wanted to. He groaned and for a moment couldn't help, but wonder how fast this had turned out like that. Then finally Shizu was touching him, that same tongue, tracing the base of him and Kida was lost. All of a sudden he found himself reduced to that tongue, those fingers and that mouth. His hips rose and his hands grabbed the blond locks as he was suddenly engulfed in a hot mouth. He whimpered when Shizuo sucked him, before he let him slid out of his mouth. Kida panted, there was not quite enough oxygen in the room, but he really didn't care at the moment. It was rare when Shizuo did this, but when he did… Kida moaned loud when he was once again engulfed in the wet heat.
Each sound that the boy was making made Shizuo's hips jerk in his hand and he was softly groaning around the flesh in his mouth. When Kida had called out his name he had quickly undid his own pants and was now rubbing insistently at the throbbing erection. The way things were neither of them would last long. He let go of himself and pushed his hands beneath Kida and then slowly worked the muscles he found there, making the boy squirm in his arms.
Kida's hold on Shizuo tightened as a finger slowly entered him and his gut tightened. A tongue traced him from tip to base and then up again, sucking hard. The finger was working him inside and the boy could feel the building pressure as his more than willing body wordlessly begged for more.
Shizuo didn't fail to deliver as another finger slowly entered him. Too slow for Kida's liking, but then that mouth took him whole in and he forgot any protests he might have had.
Tight was all Shizuo could think as he stretched the boy. He sucked at the aroused flesh inside his mouth and Kida whimpered at each caress, each nip and kiss. He lifted his head to look at the amber eyes that were fogged with desire, the dark flush that was covering Kida's face and the mouth that was panting for breath. Then the boy looked at him and moaned loud and Shizuo lost it.
Kida turned his head as he felt Shizu's eyes on him and his body shivered as the long fingers inside him finally found that spot. He felt his pants being yanked and tried to help, but failed at it. It didn't really matter anyway as the next moment his legs were lifted and he was entered in one swift movement.
The scream that echoed in the room was definitely from pain. Shizuo knew that as he thrusted even deeper in the tight body beneath him. But just for a moment he couldn't control himself. Pleasure coursed through his veins and he wanted nothing, but to stay buried in the heat. But this was Kida and he couldn't…
His body was spun and he lurched, nearly hitting his face in the wall. Kida was on his knees and Shizuo lying between them.
"Lube, Kida."
Lube? Where? Then something clicked and he leaned over to the nightstand from where he found lube and condoms. He was about to grab them when he felt that same mouth wrap around him again and his body arched, hips pushing downwards.
"Shizu…" His grip tightened and he tried to hold on, but the pain from only a moment ago had left him quite vulnerable and sensitive. It had left him open to the pleasure that Shuzu was causing him. Kida whimpered as a finger entered him and started to slowly stroke him, breaking any thought process he was trying to form.
"Kida!" Shizuo's voice was low and impatient, making Kida's body tremble with lust. What was he doing? Yes. He retrieved the lube and a condom and handed them to the other male.
Shizuo grabbed the bottle and quickly coated his fingers as best as he could in his current position. They slipped even easier in the boy above him who was mewing with pleasure by now. Each sound that was emitted from Kida's throat went straight to his cock, making him want to finish immediately. But he didn't. He took his time, preparing the boy until he had turned into a moaning, quivering mess of desire. Kida had quickly become so sensitive that he might have come without even being touch.
Then his world swayed again and he was on his knees and legs. It took him a moment to realize the shift in position, but when he felt Shizuo press against him, it nearly undid him.
It was easier this time, the heated flesh almost sucking him in. The sound that came from Kida's throat was nothing like pain. In fact it was so filled with pleasure and need that Shizuo could do nothing, but grab the slim hips and slam inside.
Kida screamed as pleasure raced through his body. His body moved to meet the other's thrusts and that spot inside of him was rubbed again. Just when he felt that he was finally going to burst Shizuo pulled out of him and he was on his back. The man was once again lavishing attention all over his body. Lips sucked hard on his neck and fingers slipped inside of him. A hard bite made him throw his head back and moan loud.
Shizuo sucked on the abused skin, trying to calm his racing heart, he had almost spilled himself just a moment ago. Kida had answered, so eagerly, so readily that he had nearly finished. He had wanted to last longer, he wanted more time to enjoy Kida after all this time.
Kida had had enough of this. As nice as it was he couldn't take anymore teasing. He wouldn't last long and there was only one way he wanted this to go.
The taller blond found himself on his back with Kida straddling his hips. The boy grabbed his cock and slowly sunk on it. Shizuo knew this was the moment that the other had completely handed himself over to the pleasure. He could tell by the fine tremors that were racing up and down Kida's spine, he could tell by the way the flush had spread over his chest and shoulders. But there was also the way Kida looked at him and his hips moved clumsily, lifting him up and down. This was going to be it for both of them.
Kida groaned as Shizuo pressed more fully against all the sweet places inside of him. He was ready to fall from the pleasure, but strong hands grabbed his hips and guided him. Soon they managed to establish a rhythm and Kida moaned and groaned with the sweet sensations every time Shizuo pressed inside of him. But it wasn't enough… Harder, faster… commands slipped from his lips that went mostly unheeded. He couldn't take it, though. He wrapped a hand around his member and started to quickly stroke himself, his hips moving faster against the blond.
Shizuo's breath caught at the side. Kida threw his head back and his back arched against his own touch. Then the boy looked at him with those lost eyes, filled with pleasure and Shizuo flipped them over. He lifted the younger's hips and delved in again, while with one hand he grabbed Kida's cock.
"Pleasuring you is my…" His thoughts broke of as Kida tightened around him.
Kida hissed when Shizu's grasped his cock and yanked. He pushed back in the thrust and his legs wrapped around the man's waist, pulling him closer.
Shizuo could feel the smaller blond throbbing underneath his fingers, his body curling more and more with each thrust. He just hoped his body would hold out. He was so close, so very close, but he needed Kida to come before him. He needed to see the boy's face contoured with pleasure and abandon as the orgasm finally washed over him. So he pressed them both forward, pleasure rolling through them and making them lose themselves.
Feeling Kida tighten around him was what finally broke his control and he slammed in the tight heat. Then the boy called out his name as he came and Shizuo could feel the pleasure overtaking him as he trashed in his arms. Hips moved frantically against his and high pitched keens filled the air. It took a feel more strokes and Shizuo felt his own orgasm slam through him.
Izaya was panting against the warm glass. He took his hand out of his pants and scoffed at the sticky substance. How was he supposed to restrain himself from walking over to that bedroom when he knew those two would never settle for just one round?
Kida opened his eyes and slowly stood up. It was still dark outside and his head was heavy with sleep. He sat at the edge of the bed. His body felt pleasantly heavy and a small smile curled his lips without his permission. It felt good. He looked around in the dark, ready to stand up when a hand wrapped around him and he was pulled against a warm chest.
"Whatever he did – I wasn't part of it. You can always come here." A soft kiss was placed on his forehead and then a soft murmur "Don't go."
Kida swallowed the lump that had formed in his throat. Warm arms hugged him and Kida put his hands on them. Shizuo, Izaya. Izaya and Shizuo. Day and night. Nothing could be seen in the darkness, nothing was certain and in the end it all might be just a trick of your imagination. There was nothing hidden with Shizuo. Everything was plain to feel, plain to see. Kida craved that. He was desperate for the warm tenderness that Shizuo was trying to offer him. After all the games and lies he wanted nothing but a sincere smile and an honest affection. Shizuo was offering it, he was giving it…
…and Kida took it and clung to it. Trying to desperately deny that he too might not be made out of light…
Part of Shakugan no Shana's Dullalala circle.
- Kida meets Shizuo and Izaya upon his arrival in Ikebukuro and Izaya decides he wants a threesome (not mentioned here)
- The scene where Izaya overhears Kida`s conversation with his friend and makes up the plan with Saki
- Saki is introduced to Kida
- Kida tries to call Izaya for help when Saki was kidnapped
- The hospital calls in Izaya
- Hospital scene
- Izaya sneaks in Shizuo`s bed
- Izaya lures Kida and Shizuo to the fight in episode 3
- Episode 3 fight
- Shizuo chases Kida down and drags him to his house while Izaya follows them around
- Izaya wanks off to the sight of Shizuo and Kida having sex
Hope you guys enjoyed ^.^