That brute that came back for more
Chapter 1.
{[ Ahh.. So this is the first thing I've written on this website,. Although I read stuff on here all the time.. ^^;; It's told in first person from Izaya's point of view
Please don't hate! I know I'm not that good of a writer, and I had to tweak a bit of this story because one of the pages went missing a while ago. Anyway, kinky, nasty, profound Shizaya with an obvious M rating.
Enjoy~ ]}
"Get off Shizuo.." I sigh again, pushing Shizuo away from me and onto the carpet-lined floor.
" Tch.. fine, be that way. See if I care!" He shouts then walks over to my large window [ - The more fitting words would be 'Glass wall' ], crushing cigarette after cigarette and dropping each onto the carpet, smouldering the expensive material.
"It's obvious you already care." I mumble, staring at the information on my laptop's screen. 'Male, aged 22. Weight; 185LBS. Height; 5'6". ' ..Where's the rest? I need more information than that.
"... What did you say, flea?" Shizuo grunts, now snapping my pencils up in his monsterous hands.
"I said.. it's obvious you already care. Now stop snapping my pencils, they're expensive. You couldn't afford any replacements." I say carelessly whilst frowning at the illuminated screen.
"Me? Care about you? You're out of your mind." He sneers at me then walks over from the window to my splayed out figure on the sofa. "Let me sit down." He says with clenched teeth.
I just stare up at him blankly. "There's so many other chairs, Shizu-chan."
"Move outta my way."
"..No, sit somewhere else." I turn my attention back to the computer screen.
"Fine." The blonde bends down, then sits on my legs. "I'll sit here then."
"Ow.. that hurts.." I sigh loudly. "Would you like to move."
"No, I'm going to sit here and you can't stop me." He grins down at me, but I just frown and shut the lid on my laptop, then turn to look at him.
"What?"
"You heard what I said. ... You haven't even got your knife~" He mumbles, starting to push his cold hand up underneath my shirt.
I panic and slap his arm away quickly. "Wh-what the fuck Shizuo?" I stutter quietly, staring at him while my legs became a little more numb under his weight.
" Don't push me away." He growls then slaps my cheek as hard as I had slapped his arm, moving his hands underneath my shirt again.
"A-ah.. Get off of me you brute.. I can't feel my legs.." I start to struggle underneath him but his fingers pull on my nipples, making me groan slightly.
"Heh.. You like this, don't you? I suppose you've never had anyone to give you pleasure, ne, Iza~ya~ Kuuun..?" His fingers tighten their grip while his lips turned up slightly in a smirk.
"Sh-shit.." I gasp painfully. "Get.. off of me.. Why are you doing this.. Shizu-chan?"
"I like you." He replies quietly, then moves down over me and presses our lips together, his tongue poking in through my lips. He tastes like smoke, it's disgusting.
I start to struggle again and mumble complaints against his lips. He parts the kiss for a moment, so I take the opportunity to suck in some air.
Shizuo sighs and looks at me. "Just be quiet." He says, then presses his lips against mine and kisses me roughly, I notice his hand slowly move it's way to my trousers so I make more noise and move my head to the side quickly, forcing us to stop the kiss.
"Stop, Shizuo! Don't do that, not there." I watch in horror as his hand slips into my jeans and grabs onto my length. "Sh-Shizuo, get.. off of me!" I kick up and manage to make him lose his balance, also aquiring the pins and needles feeling in the process.
The blonde squeezes his hand probably with as much strength as he could without seriously injuring me. I whimper when he lets go and moves my trousers and underwear out of his way, and hold onto his arm loosely. "Please stop.." I ask him pathetically, the taste of second-hand smoke lingering in my mouth. I didn't want to degrade myself like this in front of him..
"Fuck you, Izaya." He smirks again and starts feeling along my member, making my grip on his arm tighten. "I'll do what I want to, I'm stronger than you."
"Nngh.. no.." I moan slightly as his hand wraps around my length, pumping it quickly. It burns, but it also feels kind of good. I clench my teeth, nails digging into the brutes' arm, and press my head back into the sofa. "A-ah.." A tear makes it's way down my cheek as I tense up and feel semen leak out of my tip, drooling over Shizuo's hand.
"Now can.. you stop..?" I pant, letting go of his arm quickly and laying it beside me, my cheeks heated.
He raises a hand, so I naturally flinch, but then lowers it and moves off of me. "Get up.." He grunts.
I stand up as quickly as I can, spying the world going by, the people not knowing the events that were happening in this office at this moment. My legs threatened to give way underneath me, but then my trousers dropped down onto the floor. I blush and bend over to pull them back up, but instead get a quick slap on my ass which made me yelp and gave a slight firey sensation to my behind. I straightened up quickly.
"Who said you could put those back on? You wont get dressed, you'll get un-dressed." He pulled down my underwear swiftly then smiled to me as if we were lovers having a picnic.
I blush angrily, moving a hand to cover my private area. "I'm not doing that, idiot! Leave me alone, get out."
"Izaya! I'm in charge, get your shirt off." He grabs my arm tightly and moves it away to uncover myself, while he glares at me. "Take. it. off."
"I.. I..I.." Now tearing up slightly, I shake his hand off of my arm and slip my shirt over my head, tossing it over in the direction of the sofa, then hang my head in embarrassment and anger.
"Nice body, Izaya-kun. I bet you've never worked a day in your life." The blonde then bends over and takes my nipple into his mouth, biting it slightly and rolling it between his teeth. I gasp sharply and scratch his back, groaning in discomfort. "O-ouh! It's not good, Shizuo, stop..!"
"No." He says simply, then moves behind me.
I tense up immediately, shivering a little from the loss of touch. "Don't you dare, Shizu-chan. I will kill you."
The brute just ignores me and grabs my ass, spreading me open. I gasp slightly as it hurts, and grab the office table right as he guides himself into me.
"Ah. Izaya-kun is a uke~ " He laughs to himself over the pained racket I'm making, scratches along my back, then grabs one of my hands - making me almost fall onto the floor, then presses it between my ass and his disgusting slimy meat rod which was thrusting inside me at a fast pace. I struggle to move it away but he keeps it there firmly.
"This is what love feels like~" He whispers into my ear.
I groan in reply, snatching my hand back and gripping onto the desk with it as he let it go to shove his filthy rod deeper into my intestines. I cry out, though I find myself sounding as if I enjoy it.
Shizuo reaches in front of me and grabs my length, making the sound a lion would make as he loaded his semen deep inside my gut. I moan, then gasp at the burning pain left from his cock stretching me open. "T-take it out.." I grunt, panting lightly.
"Oh, give it a rest flea." He grumbles, lets go of my length then leans in and whispers; "Now, you're mine~", And sinks his smoke-stained teeth into my delicate skin.
I feel a sharp pain snap through my back, as well as the pain that's now being inflicted onto my neck. I yelp, then groan and lean over further, watching my bare legs though my vision was slightly blurred with tears. When he had finished leaving a mark on me, he turned me over and stood me up straight.
"I'll come back when I'm bored." He told me, then kissed me once more. I try not to choke on the horrible taste and wait for him to finish. "Sayonara, Izaya-kun." He says to me with a smile. I stare after him while he walks out and shuts the door firmly behind him. Who knew Shizuo would ever do something like that to me? To anyone?
Knock, knock.
"Oh shit.." I curse to myself quietly and pull my underwear and trousers on - leaving my shirt off. I then tidy my desk up slightly and dump the forgotten cigarette butts and broken pencils into a rubbish bin.
"Erm, Come in." I call to whomever is behind the door. I stand up straight and pretend to be busy with something on my desk.
"Oh.. Izaya, what have you done to your back?" A narrarator-like voice asks me, I glance behind me and see Celty a few inches inside my office. I keep my back turned to her, not wanting her to see the bite Shizuo had left on my neck.
"I don't know. I guess I caught it on something when I was tidying earlier. Did you get the information I asked for?"
"Yes.. about that. I couldn't find anything on that man." Her phone replies loudly. I hear her turn the volume down slightly.
"Ah.. fuck.." I lean over slightly and clench my teeth, feeling a pain coursing up my spine. "Okay.. nevermind.."
"Are you going to be alright, Izaya?" She makes her phone ask, taking a few cautious steps toward me. I nod as a reply.
"Sure?" This time, she shoves her phone in my face and gives me the pleasure of reading it instead of hearing the robotic voice. I carefully push the device away and smile to her.
"I said I'm fine. You're acting as if I've been raped or something." I laugh nervously. "It's fine, really. I'll sleep it off in a moment."
"Okay." She replies, I watch her fingers hover over the screen on her mobile. "Alright. If you're okay. I'll get going then." She watches me nod and smile, then exits the room, shutting the door behind her.
It's been about three days, and still no word or sight of that replusive monster, he hasn't even been on the DOLLARS chatboard at all.
I sigh to myself, rubbing my head. I hadn't really slept at all the last few days. I stare at my desktop for a moment then decide to search his name on the internet for no reason. I type it quickly and scan the results. A few fanfictions[-probably written by Erika] and pictures show up, a bio on his face-book, but not much else. Nothing unusual, at least. I sigh again and frown a little then exit the web page and turn the screen off.
I walk over to my sofa and notice my flick-knife on the floor, though I'm certain it wasn't there a moment ago. Being a man with slight OCD tendencies, I bend over to pick it up - but suddenly my hands are behind my back in a painful, awkward manner. It takes me a moment to register that my hands could no longer pick up the knife on my carpet, as my mind was a little groggy.
"Izaya-kun~ Me again~ How're you feeling? " He holds my hands tighter as I start to struggle.
"Now, now," He laughs quietly. ".. Calm down."
"I.. didn't expect you to come back." I mumble then stop struggling. "Thought you were huddled up in some corner of your house feeling sorry for yourself."
"Hm.. sorry to dissappoint. So what have you got for me today~?" He chirps happily and holds my wrists with one hand, his other hand starting to grope my ass. I clench my teeth but don't protest. It didn't exactly get me anywhere last time.
"Do you like me touching you, Izaaaya kuuun?" He murmurs into my hair.
"Don't be such an idiot, you brute!" I growl, tensing up slightly as his fingers ran along my crotch.
"Tch, I thought you'd say something like that." He mumbles, pushing his hand down the back of my jeans and underneath my underwear, his fingers start to grope around again. I arch my back slightly at his cold touch to my heated area. "Mm.."
I jerk to the left slightly as one of his fingers pokes inside my still quite sore ass, then moan slightly.
"Are you alright, Izaya? You seem to.. be enjoying this too much." His lips press against my neck after he finished talking, then he nips there gently.
"Nnh.. fuck you, Shizu-chan.." I grumble, flinching at the tiny amount of pain.
He laughs at me and slips my trousers away as well as he could with one hand. "Vice-versa. Fuck you Izaya~ Now.. is anyone going to come in?"
"How the hell should I know.." I grumble, knowing full-well it's everyone's day off for today.
Shizuo hums to himself then lets go of my wrists to stretch my ass apart. I yelp and grab onto the carpet instead of my knife. He pushes my head down so my forehead touches the soft material. At least the carpet is clean.
The blonde spits on my ass, making me pull a face. Revolting. Then I feel him pushing into me and I feel like passing out so he can just do what he wants then leave me alone.
I clench my fists on the carpet and arch my back as he starts to move inside me, it doesn't hurt as much as it did last time, and I feel a nicer, warm fluffy feeling in my head. Instead of yelling, screaming or crying, I feel my ass push up to the brutes' thrusts and moans spilling past my lips.
I groan loudly as something explodes inside my chest while I hear Shizuo laugh to himself and feel his hand moving on my length. He pulls himself out of me pretty much all of the way and I think he's going to stop. I actually catch myself before I say anything to provoke him. But then I feel him drive his member deep inside me at a force only Shizuo would be able to do. I scream slightly, but in pleasure, not pain.
He thrusts into me a few times, pulling on my erection, then moves away momentarily and I feel his mouth on my length, sucking it lightly.
I moan and push my ass in the air so he can taste me better, moaning and rolling my hips with pleasure. It feels good. But then he nips the tip of my length and I groan in pain, then move my hips away a little.
"Hmm.. You're liking this too much." Shizuo says after moving away from my cock and pushing inside me again.
"Shizuo-" I moan softly. "Shizuo..."
"What?" He scoffs, brushing his lips over my neck and nipping at my shoulder.
"Shizuo!" I cry out, panting slightly. "Why.. are you doing this again..?"
"...Because I like you." He replies quietly. " I want you. But I'd never be able to say it to you otherwise." He sighs, slowly groping my length again and slows down his thrusting.
"I'd listen!" I cry, feeling pleasure course through my body, making me shudder. I gasp, feeling a little dizzy.
{[ ~ Okay guys I'm going to have to stop here. It's 3am and I'm tired and scared that my parents will come in and shout at me for being on my laptop, rather than asleep. ;w; I hope you're enjoying the story! :D ]}