A/N: Just a quick preview to the Haruhi and Durarara crossover fic which i should be updating later today :P Haruhi's not mentioned in this bit, as she's in the beginging bit and this parts Izuo time X3 x x
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Shizuo felt extremely weak as a pale slender hand pushed him down onto the bed and forced him to lye down. How had this even happened? Oh right, being drugged may have had something to do with it. He inwardly sighed as the informant he loathed so much joined him on the bed and began to straddle his waist.
"So Shizzy-chan, not feeling like retaliating at all?" He smirked with his toothy grin. "Good," he didn't bother waiting for a reply, "that must mean you secretly want this to happen, ne?" He teasingly rocked back and forth, causing friction to both of their clothed arousals so soon, as he traced a finger over his preys' chest.
"Fuck you Izaya, you know damn well I can barely move right now, fucking flea." Shizuo spat out as coldly as he could considering a certain area wax quickly becoming accustomed to the situation. Izaya's infamous smirk grew more, deciding to ignore most of his sentence, "fuck me? Oh don't worry Shizu-chan, you'll get that chance. But tonight it's me whose gunna get the honour of taking you."
Shizuo groaned in disbelief, this was not happening! He felt two smooth hands snake under his shirt before ripping it off, hands and mouth ready to explore the new territory. Shizuo bit down on his lip to stop any sounds of weakness being released as his enemy's sharp teeth bit down into the flesh of his collar bone. After creating a small bruise, he lapped at it with his tongue, then moved onto more exposed skin to abuse.
One hand was busy scaling the toned chest underneath him, while the other found its way up to a pert nipple, deciding to explore more into Shizuo's strained reactions he tweaked it, and moved his mouth closer to where his hand was currently abusing. All the while, he kept his eyes at Shizuo's face. His head had been thrown back, his eyes tightly screwed shit and teeth almost drawing blood from the amount of pressure he was putting on his bottom lip. Izaya smirked once more before playing more with Shizuo's body with his teeth and tongue, lazily trailing his hand down past the blonds' navel and stopping at the waistband of his trousers.
He slowly slid it along the top of the material, waiting for Shizuo to open his eyes, he wanted to see the look in his eyes more than anything when he fully exposed his supposed enemy.
That didn't take long, as after realising the embarrassing torture had stopped for a time, Shizuo slowly opened his eyes to see those crimson orbs with a glint in them. He knew he wasn't going to like what was coming next at all. He followed where Izaya's eyes trailed to and gritted his teeth threateningly. "Izaya. Don't even think about-" He inhaled a loud gasp as Izaya ignored the start of the threat and yanked down trousers and boxers in one go. "Well, Shizzy-chan, lets get to the main event." He smirked devilishly before lowering his head down to Shizuo's semi-hard member.