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A/N:- Thank you for the reviews, favourites and alerts. So this chapter contains smut, which is a lot quicker than the first story. Enjoy.

"Silly protozoan, don't you get it?" Shizuo shivered as the flea kissed him again, his hand sliding down the back of his pants. "I'm asking you a question." Then don't do that. "Why?" Why would he want to keep them together? "This isn't funny flea." He tried to move backwards up to the next step, failing miserably. "It's not supposed to be, I'm not joking." No he could tell that, by the determined gaze. "Why would you...?" The man on top of him grinned. "Unpredictable as usual. Do you intend to make anything easy?" It wasn't that, it was just that he still had doubts. He wanted Izaya to be happy. "Stop thinking, Shizu-chan. It doesn't do you any good."

"Why me? You could settle down with a nice woman and have kids." Nimble fingers undid the button to his pants, the flea leaning down, to pull at the zip with his teeth. "I know, I could have anyone. I want you, Shizu-chan." Those fingers ran down his arm, entwining their hands. "I know you love me, Shizu-chan." Shizuo flinched as a wet tongue ran down his ring finger, gently nipping along the edge. "Tell me you want me. To stay by my side forever." He wanted to. Mr god complex wanted to bind them together.

Damn his hormones, he could feel his eyes welling up, threatening to spill. He hadn't expected this. A smile tugged at his lips before he could cover it. Izaya was the one who had accepted him, the one who had broken him and made him feel whole. "Why?" His eyes closed as Mr god complex licked his eyelid, getting rid of his tears. "Try again, Shizu-chan." His body burned, craving Izaya's touch. Yes, he wanted him, needed him. But there was a nagging feeling in his chest. He hadn't given him everything, he was still scared of what made him different.

Swallowing thickly he glanced up, meeting sharp crimson orbs. "...Izaya. Can you do something for me?" Shizuo leaned into the touch, slim, warm fingers, caressing his cheek. "Anything." He felt sick and nervous, his abdomen twisting in disgust and anticipation. The words didn't want to leave his lips. It was the last wall, his last defence, he was going to give himself to the flea completely. He swallowed again, forcing himself to look into crimson eyes, to get those words out. "...Fuck me." He received a smile in return. "You don't have to ask me, Shizu-chan."

He jolted forward as a hand brushed his clothed ass. No. Not there. Clenching his fists, he shook his head, the movement jerky and stiff. "...Not there." He could feel his face heating up, no doubt becoming the same shade as the flea's eyes. "...Theotherone." He winced as the words rushed out, causing him to bite his tongue. He looked away, losing the little courage he had built up. Silence filled the room, becoming awkward with every passing second. "Shizu-chan. Do you mean?" Shizuo curled into himself, wanting the ground to swallow him up.

It was too late to take back, mr god complex gripped his chin, gently but firm. He felt his head being lifted, his eyes half lidded, wanting to see Izaya and wanting to shut everything away. "Shizu-chan, you already said it, you're not allowed to take it back."

He flinched as Izaya backed away, as usual he could still feel, the lingering touches, left behind. Slowly lifting his head, his coffee eyes widened, seeing Mr god complex standing at the bottom of the stairs, hand held out. Shizuo took it like a life line, watching Izaya's fingers wrap around his. "Are you sure?" The words made him pause, everything was similar to last year, when he had walked away from Kasuka, giving himself to the one person who truly accepted him. "...Yeah." He was surprised he could say it. Shizuo smiled nervously as Izaya helped him from the stairs, moving past him, their hands still joined.

They made it to the top of the stairs, before Izaya spoke again. "Last chance to back out." And just like last year, he shook his head, seeing the flea's smirk. "Good, it was too late anyway." Taking a deep breath, he allowed himself to be pulled into their bedroom. Shizuo faltered at the threshold, the flea already inside the bedroom. "I'll go take a bath first." But Mr god complex didn't let go. "Shizu-chan, you stopped bleeding yesterday, so you would've had a long soak, this morning." His eyes widened, as he gaped.

"...It's disturbing you know everything about that." Sucking in a deep breath he made his way into the room. He stopped again at the edge of the bed, fingers trembling as he undid the buttons on his nightshirt. His hand automatically gripped the slim wrist, that reached for the waistband of his pants. There was a look of pain that flashed across the flea's face, making him loosen his grip. Shizuo looked up, seeing the other staring at him patiently. Forcing his fingers open, he let his arm fall to his side. "...Condom?"

"In the drawer." He shouldn't be surprised, the flea was manipulative and didn't give up, though he probably had them from the start. That was the thing with Izaya, you didn't know what he was up to, until it was too late. The last button was undone, the flea pushing the material back, slipping it over his shoulders. This was it, he was really letting it happen. Shizuo tried to help, removing Izaya's jacket, but that crimson gaze was fixed on the expanse of skin visible.

The look made him shiver, as it always did and he told himself his nipples had perked up, because of the sudden cold and not in anticipation of what Izaya was going to do to him. He gulped as the flea removed the rest of his clothes, leaving them both topless.

Another shiver ran down his spine, a slim hand splayed against his chest, gently pushing him onto the bed, using his elbows he made his way up to the headboard. The blond swallowed thickly, seeing Izaya crawl after him, crimson eyes predatory. Why wouldn't they be? Mr god complex was finally getting what he wanted. His face flushed and he looked away, gaze dropping to the red and yellow gummy ring on his finger.

Who knew the flea was sentimental? proposing to him on their anniversary. His thought process short circuited, Izaya crouched over him, rubbing their arousals together, both hands rested on his chest, brushing over his perky buds. A wet muscle trailed along his abdomen, moving up his chest, those eyes never leaving his. One hand moved out of the way, that sinful tongue, flicking over the nub, taking his time, driving him insane with need. His other one was tweaked between the flea's fingers, he gasped, a slow grind, creating friction against his need.

Mr god complex, rested both hands on his shoulders, pulling himself up along his body, he could feel the clothed bulge against his stomach, a knee between his legs, rubbed against his own. His fingers twitched, arms uselessly at his side. Reaching down, he unbuckled the belt on Izaya's pants, pulling at the zip, so they fell down his legs, revealing tight black boxers, showing him exactly how much the flea wanted him. Mr god complex moved easily, kicking them to floor.

The flea returned to what he was doing, licking along the column of his neck. Shizuo shivered as that tongue reached the bottom of his earlobe, slowly lapping along the shell of his ear. "Nn." He couldn't stop the moan that escaped him, slapping a hand against his ear, only for Izaya to move to the next. Panic shot through him, feeling a hand cup him, then it was gone, along with the material that made him feel a little safer. He was left in his boxers, completely hard, his erection straining. His back arched, warm fingers slid past the waist band, teasing him. He threw himself into the touch, it burned and he wanted more.

Precum gathered at the tip, making him growl in embarrassment, at how well the flea could play his body. Seconds later his boxers joined the rest of their clothes, leaving him naked and vulnerable. Soft lips pressed against his, licking along his own, gently nipping.

Shizuo jolted as a hand cupped him, rolling his balls, he could feel the other one at work on his arousal. "Nn!" More moans escaped him, his lips parting, giving Izaya access. He knew it was a distraction and he felt grateful to him for it. Wrapping his arms gently around Izaya's neck, he pulled him closer, Shizuo grinned into the kiss, flicking his tongue against the flea's, he felt Izaya smirk, taking complete control.

His body spasmed, the final strokes sending him over the edge, he came hard, his vision blurred. His breathing was harsh, his heart nearly stopping at the sound of the lube being opened. His body tensed, confusion in his gaze, as he felt the cold liquid dribble down his ass. A single finger circled his entrance, before pushing into him. "Izaya?" Wasn't Mr god complex going to take his virginity? He was silenced with another kiss, one quickly becoming two and then three, pumping inside him, stretching him, before they brushed against something inside, sending him into a spiral of pleasure.

A few more jabs, the coil in his abdomen ready to explode. His eyes widened in disbelief, Izaya's fingers wrapped around the base of his shaft, ruining his release. The blond didn't have time to argue, after preparing him to satisfaction, the flea's fingers left him. Almost immediately a slicked cock, lined up against his entrance, slowly inching forwards. "Relax, Shizu-chan." He didn't get what was happening, maybe the flea knew he wasn't completely ready? Even though he knew his lover, was up to something, he had a feeling this was for his benefit.

Shizuo wondered how long it had taken for the flea to have a perfect map of his body, knowing all the right spots, turning him to jelly within seconds. He opened his eyes not knowing when he had closed them. It was the realisation that Izaya hadn't moved, that made him glance up. "Hurry up, flea." The quicker it was over the quicker... There was a cocky grin and then the feeling of being full, as he pulled out, launching forward. He opened his mouth, a kiss silencing him, as he hit that spot, a series of moans were swallowed. It wasn't long before that feeling built up in his abdomen, signalling his coming release.

"Ahn! Fuck." His body burned for the man inside him. "You can cum, Shizu-chan." The blond sighed, he really couldn't keep anything from Izaya. The thrusts became deeper, more desperate, the flea's hand pumping him, it was too much. "Ngh...Shit." His body tensed, back arching, as his orgasm hit him hard, his eyes practically rolling in the back of his head.

Shizuo shuddered, his arms falling uselessly to his side, he stared dazed at the ceiling, hearing his blood rush through his ears, his heart beating fast. One last spasm shot through him, as he felt Izaya's seed covering his insides, his inner walls tightening as the flea pulled out. The blond let his eyes slip shut, expecting Izaya to crawl into the bed and lay next to him, arms wrapped protectively around his waist. His eyes snapped open, the flea still hadn't let go of his spent length and he was licking somewhere he definitely shouldn't. "...Izaya."

His legs were pushed further apart, feeling Izaya's soft hair tickle his balls. That sinful tongue lapping at his untouched hole. He couldn't find the strength yet, to move his arms. He felt his cock stir, as the wet muscle prodded at his entrance, gently pressing inside him. Groaning, he pulled himself up on his elbows, feeling turned on as he watched the flea work his body. Crimson eyes met his as he pulled away, licking his lips. He kept their gazes locked, seeing the bottle of lube being flicked open in the corner of his eye.

It wasn't enough, pain shot through him as the first finger wound itself into him. "Fuck. Hurts." He could see the concern in the flea's gaze. "Keep going. Fuck!" The second one pressed into him. His body clenched around the third. As much as it hurt, he realised he was hard. He could tell Izaya was trying to prepare him thoroughly, pulling slicked fingers out of him. Shizuo knew there was no way out now, watching the flea tear open the foiled packet. "Ready? Shizu-chan" Not really, but he nodded his head, his gaze on Mr god complex, rolling the protective rubber on, using the rest of the bottle on himself.

Shizuo smiled, appreciating the thought. It turned into a grimace as the tip breached him, the flea had the same look on his face. "Hurts. " Past the pain, he could feel a movement on his thigh, slim fingers drawing on his skin. "So tight." Izaya's brow was furrowed in concentration, his voice coming out as a breathy hiss.

"Ngh!" The flea's free hand, wrapped around his arousal, as he slowly pulled out, pushing back in. "Ahn!" He bit his lip, as Izaya set into a rhythm, the pain dulling, turning into pleasure. His voice became garbled, handing everything over to his lover. Shizuo dropped back onto the sheets as he came, releasing his built up desire, The flea followed soon after. Closing his eyes, he let out a sigh, he missed the feeling of Izaya filling him. "Hmm, it fills better when I cum inside you." His eyes snapped open wondering if he had spoken aloud.

But Mr god complex wasn't looking at him, his fingers held into the condom as he pulled out, with a squelching sound, he looked down to see blood running from his entrance. "Izaya!" Shizuo looked up panicked, the flea dropping the tied condom in the bin. "What's wrong? Shizu-chan."

"I'm bleeding. Is that normal?" His fist clenched in sheets. "Yeah, I read up on normal intercourse. Don't worry, Shizu-chan. I know what I'm doing." He gave a tired scoff, using the last of his energy to pull himself up. "Need some help?"

"So you can molest me in the shower?" The flea lifted his hands. "I'm shocked you would think that." Shizuo shook his head. Taking the gummy ring off his finger. "Hold onto this." He received a cheeky grin in reply. "Why not eat it?" He opened his mouth, snapping it shut again. "Forget it." The blond grimaced as he finally stood, groaning as he felt something run down his leg. glancing down, he wrinkled his brow in disgust, seeing the red and white mixture running down his leg. Shooting a glare at Izaya, he limped to the shower. "Shizu-chan, I'm still waiting for your answer." Yeah, he knew that. Once he got out they would have to talk.

Next:- The future