Chapter 2

Shizuo was lying in his bad. Today he felt worse then he felt yesterday. At least, he could walk yesterday. Today, not so lucky. He felt that his strength has left him and he was weak as a new born baby; but he would be damned if he would ever, ever, ever let someone fuck him or blow someone's cock. He was a lot of things but a fagot was not one of those. So, he lied in his bed and waited the death to take him.

The sound of front door opening was what woke him up. Someone was in here. Perhaps, Kasuka came to say his goodbyes, he thought. However, nothing in the entire world could prepare him for the person that was now entering his bedroom.

"My, my, Shizu-chan. You look like shit. Don't tell me, you didn't take your medicine?"

"Fuck you. Get out or I am going to kill you." But he informant didn't move an inch. An amusing smile was creeping out on his face.

"Now, Shizu-chan, tell me, how are you planning to do that if you cannot even move?" He took one more step and he set next to Shizuo.

"I will kill you, you hear me? You stupid flee; I am going to kill you..."

"Mmmm... Shizu-chan, talk to me some more, I loooove when you speak like this; it almost makes me less disgusted with what I have to do."

Skinny white hand moved to open the zipper on black jeans. Izaya moved again and set himself on Shizuo's chest managing to trap both of beast's hands with his knees. The hand wrapped itself around the dick and started to move up and down.

"No. No. No. Stop it flee. I am serious I am going to kill you."

"For fuck's sake, Shizu-chan. Just shut up. You can't kill me if you are dead."

Silent; the entire room was clothed in silence. The only thing that could be heard was breathing and the sound of a hand jerking a dick. Shizuo didn't say a word after that. He also didn't move, even a little. He just watched Izaya and couldn't believe what was the other doing. No thoughts, no anything, he just watched.

Izaya was another story. He linked his eyes with the brown ones. Next, he settled in his new position. At first he tried not to think about anything. Then, when he realized that it was impossible, he tried to think that he was alone in his bathroom and that no one was around to see him masturbate. But that was equally imposable, as he looked in Shizuo who was looking back at him. Then, his mind started to play tricks with him. He started to imagine Shizuo's hand around him. And, if that wasn't enough, he started to think about few inches that were in between his dick and Shizuo's tongue. Mmm, that mouth around him... Taking it, licking it. He moaned loudly. It would be easy, just a few inches, and Shizuo couldn't do anything about it.

He felt disgusted by his irrational desire. He didn't even like men. In defense, he didn't even like women. The only person he liked was himself, and that was good enough for him. So, he tried to rationalize his thoughts. It was about the power, right? It felt better then usual because he was dominating the famous Ikebukuro monster. It was a power thing, not a desire thing.

A hand moved a little quicker. His mind was full of pictures of Shizuo beneath him, wanting him, even begging him for it. Fingers were tightening around the dick so hard; moving so fast. His tip was already leaking with want. More, he needed more. He spited on his hand, taking his time, enjoying it. During the entire thing he didn't break the eye contact between them. He wanted this and it felt so amazing.

The feeling of pleasure was getting stronger. The orgasm was building inside him. God, he was getting close. Another moan escaped his mouth while he was looking at those shiny brown eyes, those flashed cheeks, that mouth red and wet... Mmm, it would feel so good around him, so good...

"Open your mouth, Shizu-chan."

"No."

Shizuo tried to be rational. The flee on top of him was doing this because he was a shitty flee. He had always done shit that was annoying, terrible even. But there has always been a line somewhere however blurry it may have seamed. But this; this crossed that line. This was something else and he tried not to think about how erotic Izaya may have looked while touching himself. And, he tried not to think about the painfully hard erection between his own legs. At least the other didn't know about that. So, he remained silent until he heard a shitty voice ordering him to open up his mouth.

A hand was on his nose. He could not breathe. He needed air. But, if he would open his mouth... A minute has passed. His face was getting blue without oxygen. So, he finally opened the mouth in order to grab a little bit of air. But, along with the air a thick and sticky substance entered him.

Izaya was breathing hard. The orgasm that washed over him was so strong, so powerful. God, why did it feel so good? His heart was beating so loud.

"Swallow it." He said without removing his hand from Shizuo's nose. He just put the other one on top of monster's mouth so the beast couldn't spit anything out.

"Swallow it." He repeated. When he felt the other's throat contracting, he finally retrieved his hands. He stood up and started to zip his jeans back up.

"I am going to kill you, you hear me? I am going to kill you!"

Izaya left without another word. He could still hear the beast's shouts when he was closing the front door. And Shizuo, he didn't even thought for a moment that this was about saving his life at least until he was left alone with a bitter taste in his mouth.