"Wait, Shizu-chan~"
"Don't make me wait, louse."
"Let's try something new!"
Izaya was already sitting over the debt collector, straddling his hips, Shizuo's erection at his entrance. He teasingly rolled his hips, earning a low, menacing growl.
"I figured we were. I'm fuckin' chained to the wall."
That much was true. Shizuo was held down by his wrists by strong chains. Scars raked his flesh from Izaya's knife, and the smaller informant lapped at the blood with his tongue.
"I know, but..." the man got off of the blonde, who did not like it at all. He pulled against his chains, and the wall started to crack. Izaya's hand took hold of his erection suddenly and pumped, hoping to calm his captive.
"Shhh! Settle, Shizu-chan! I just..." Izaya started, grabbing Shizuo's legs and sliding in between them. "... just wanna swap roles this time!~"
Shizuo glared up at the information broker and scoffed. "Very funny, louse. Now, get back on my lap before I break free and rip you apart."
"My, some one is impatient," Izaya teased, studying the splayed legs and leaking erection, loving to be seeing what Shizuo usually only had the pleasure to see.
Shizuo gasped as a finger buried itself inside his virgin ass, and he writhed and lashed about. The wall protested by cracking again. Izaya's flick blade was suddenly at the brawny man's throat, tracing above his jugular.
"This is how it feels, Shizu-chan~ You'll like it soon enough! 3"
"Flea! Take that out." Shizuo groaned, mentally scolding himself for growing fond of the finger that angled itself inside of him.
"Don't worry, Shizzy... I know how to make you feel good~" the informant sang, inserting a second digit. Shizuo groaned, finding the pain starting to make his erection throb in masochistic pleasure. He ground against the fingers roughly and hissed. Izaya smiled down at him, seeming pleased. Shizuo glared back.
"My, I must say... It must get really hard to wait while the bottom is feeling so great," Izaya chuckled, stroking himself with his free hand. The two fingers inside of Shizuo began scissoring roughly, causing the body guard to groan.
"You dirty whore," he hissed, grinding against the fingers. "Fucking tease."
Izaya smiled as if he had just received a compliment. "I hate you, Shizzy~"
His fingers pulled away and he roughly spread apart Shizuo's ass. "It's ready now~ Are you ready, Shizu-chan? I'd hate to hurt you. 3"
"Go die, you filthy bitch."
Izaya giggled and prepared himself for the new experience before tearing in. Shizuo remained quiet, but Izaya could hear him gritting his teeth from behind his bruised lips.
"Does it hurt, darling? This is how it feels when you fuck me."
"You like the pain, slut," Shizuo spat, and Izaya thrusted back and forth happily, as if to agree.
"This is so nice~ Let me do this more often, Shizu!"
Shizuo arched up so their bodies pressed together snugly. Izaya grabbed the leaking cock that continually bobbed absently and fisted it rapidly. The bodyguard writhed and struggled yet again on his restrained hands.
Although Shizuo started to find the feeling inside of him pleasurable, he could not help but think Izaya was having more fun. Was that how it was when Izaya was receiving?
Suddenly, Shizuo's thoughts vanished and a sheet of white clouded his vision. His whole body jolted upwards and he let out an involuntary sound that he knew Izaya would never let him live down. He growled, wishing that it would make up for the moan before, but the smirk on Izaya's face could be seen through all that hazy white.
"Was that my pr- SHI-" Shizuo moaned out in pleasure again, eyes rolling back in his head. Izaya grinned, knowing the exact feeling, and angled himself in that same exact way, ruthlessly thrusting himself up against the pleasure point.
Shizuo writhed and moaned, his eyes clamped shut. His teeth gritted together, but now only from pure, hot pleasure. He ground his hips against the informant, who eagerly thrusted in and out like a horny puppy.
This continued until they both reached orgasm and Izaya rolled over to Shizuo's side, satisfied but still missing the feeling of Shizuo's seed filling him up and leaking from him.
"How did you like it, Shizu-chan?" he managed through pants.
"My ass hurts, louse."
There was a short silence.
"But I guess we can take turns from now on..."
Izaya giggled happily and rolled onto Shizuo again, and untied his hands. The blonde placed both of them on the informant's ass.
"Well, then let's swap for another round, Shizu-chan!"