Hello, it's me Chromo! I did it! Fuck, it was so weird, writing smutt, but I somehow managed. Please enjoy~
Oh, also I don't own Durarara and Christmas Carol. Though I believe that I've already said that.
Shizuo knew he was drunk. Like, really drunk.
But still, he was pretty sure that he wasn't yet at this stage when you start to see things.
Especially not Izaya.
Especially not Izaya, standing at his door.
Especially not Izaya, standing at his door in a weird, Santa-like coat with a holly attached to it.
Yeah, there was no way he was that drunk. Probably.
"Why are you staring at me like that, Shizu-chan? Let me in, it's rude to leave guests standing at your doorstep. Especially, considering it's Christmas."
Shizuo, who was still not exactly in his right mind, moved aside, letting the hallucination in. Izaya looked around the living room, spotting the empty bottles. He nodded to himself.
"As expected, everything exactly the same."
"Okay, what the fuck, flea?! What are you doing here?!"
Finally getting hold of himself, Shizuo followed the raven. He frowned, eyeing the other man, who was currently sitting himself on his couch. His imagination or not, this was just way too fucked up.
"Oh, c'mon, Shizu-chan! Don't act like you don't want me here. Plus, you should be grateful. You might not be aware of that, but I'm literally saving your life. Now come, sit with me. We need to talk."
Izaya smirked, patting a sit next to him on the couch. Shizuo sat there, after a moment of hesitation, curiosity winning in him with cautiousness. There was something off about Izaya's grin. It seemed forced, the raven looking nearly nervous, to the point that, if he hadn't known any better, Shizuo would have thought that he was afraid of something.
"Okay, flea, I demand an explanation. Why are you here? Are you that eager to get your head bashed into the wall?"
"Oh please, protozoan, we both know that you wouldn't hurt me even if I let you. Anyway, isn't it obvious? I'm here to help, you of course!"
Before he said that, Shizuo was pretty sure that Izaya in front of him was real. Now, however, he wasn't so sure. The idea of Izaya actually saying this with a straight face was just way too weird
"And why would you that?"
"Because you're a coward unable to confess his own feelings, obviously! Also, I don't feel like reading your suicide letter again. Really, Shizu-chan, your writing skills suck."
The blonde felt blood leaving his face. Just how...
Wait, no! Izaya couldn't know. It was literally impossible. So how?! How did know?
"Oh, I see it finally got to you. You really are slow, aren't you? Though, to be fair, I suppose that it's partly alcohol's fault this time."
Then, before Shizuo got a chance to react, Izaya suddenly leaned over him and he felt the other's lips pressing onto his own. He froze, blood rushing into his cheeks and gasped. The raven immediately used this chance and the ex-bartender felt a tongue invading his mouth.
Finally, after what seemed like forever, Izaya pulled back.
"Wha- What the fuck was that? Izaya?"
"Shh, Shizu-chan. Look, you're drunk, it's somewhere around midnight on Christmas Eve and I'm wearing a Santa coat. So, just pretend that all of this is perfectly normal and stop thinking. Alright?"
With Izaya looking at him with anticipation, Shizuo started to think. He didn't understand anything from this situation, sure. But, on the other hand, what were the odds that a situation like that would happen again?
Izaya, his long-time crush was kissing him. And it didn't seem like he was going to mock him any time soon, in fact, he was acting pretty off-character and nice. Oh screw it, he was drunk anyway.
Might just as well enjoy the moment.
And so, Shizuo, instead of giving a proper answer, pulled Izaya into a desperate kiss. He felt the raven smirking into his mouth.
What was he doing again?
He didn't have any plan when he rushed out of his house, he just felt that he had to see Shizu-chan. However, he sure as hell didn't plan on having sex with the blonde!
But then he saw him, unharmed and well and everything just...
Control just slipped from his hands. Okay, fuck that. He will worry in the morning.
Finally deciding to toss those troubling thoughts aside, Izaya pressed his knee between Shizuo's legs. Rewarded with a small moan, he smirked and started unbuttoning blonde's shirt. He broke the kiss, leaving a trail of saliva between their lips and instead moved his mouth to other's neck.
One hand curling around the blonde locks, other finding its way to Shizuo's nipple, Izaya continued to leave a trail of small marks and bites all the way through the ex-bartender's chest and abdomen.
"Ah! Iza... Fuck! Uh!"
Hearing the hot sounds leaving Shizuo's mouth, Izaya felt his own pants becoming slightly uncomfortable.
He decided to shorten the foreplay a little bit and undone the blonde's pants, before removing them, together with underwear, with his teeth. Shizuo gasped, feeling the cold air on his already semi-hard member.
"Izaya, wait, I've... I've never done slept with anyone before. I don't know what to do..."
Seeing the blush spreading on Shizuo's face after he got himself to faintly whisper that, Izaya stopped abruptly.
It was Shizu-chan's first time?
That...
That shouldn't change anything. Yet somehow, it did.
His fingers somehow trembling, Izaya stroked Shizuo's hair with reassurance.
Or at least he hoped so. He didn't really have that much experience being caring and gentle. And for some reason, he felt that that was how he was supposed to be right now.
"Shh, it's okay, Shizu-chan. It's alright. So, don't worry and leave everything to me, okay?"
Fuck, now that he already said that one loud, Izaya realized how stupid he must've sounded. They've bee trying each other for years now and even if Shizuo actually did love him, it still wasn't exactly a situation in which Izaya could be trusted.
Shizu-chan, even while knowing that all of this is has a huge probability of being a trap, still allowed Izaya to take lead. He was giving away his first time, even though Izaya could still see traces of fear and uneasiness in his tensed up expression.
Why did he agree to that?
Suddenly determined to give his Shizu-chan a reason to trust him, Izaya took Shizuo's length into his hand, while once again pulling the blond into a kiss.
Shizuo gasped, shiver running all the way down his spine. Info broker stroked the ex-bartender slowly, taking pleasure from small moans that left the latter.
He stopped after a few minutes, only to remove his own coat and shirt
"Oh..."
Hearing Shizuo whine at the sudden loss, Izaya grinned playfully.
"Now, now, there's nothing to mourn after, Shizu-chan. It'll get even better soon. Unfortunately though, I don't have any lube. Here, suck at those."
While Shizuo took his fingers into his mouth, still unsure what was was the purpose of it, Izaya went back to stroking the blonde. With his other hand he started to tease the ex-bartender's nipple.
After deciding that they're moistened enough, he removed his fingers and started massaging the blonde's entrance.
As he felt Shizuo stiffen, uneasiness clear in his posture, Izaya suddenly took the other's shaft into his mouth, in the same time inserting his finger.
"Aaah! Fuck, Izaya! Harder! Please!"
Well, it seemed that the blonde already adjusted. After a few more thrusts Izaya added the second finger, making Shizuo moan even louder. He ran his tongue by the slit.
"Ah..ahnn Iza..."
Damn, those sounds were making him go crazy. He really felt like just fucking the blonde already, but he knew that he had to be patient. Because, probably for the first time in his life, Izaya really didn't want to hurt Shizuo.
By the time he added third finger, the ex-bartender was already a mess, trying to muffle his moans with his hand. The other one's fingers he curled in the info broker's hair.
Finally, Izaya decided that it was enough. He removed his fingers and unbuckled his own pants. While adjusting himself between the other's legs, he took his already hard erection out.
"Alright, Shizu-chan, I'm going to put it in now. Tell me when it will be alright for me to move, ok?"
Seeing the other nod weakly, Izaya pressed himself into the tight heat. Shizuo's back arched and Izaya had to use most of his self control to stop himself from ramming straight into the blonde.
"Y-you can move now, flea. Please."
After few tortuously long moments, Izaya finally started to move. He started at the slow pace, only speeding up after Shizuo urged him to do so.
"Aaah!"
Suddenly, he felt the blonde's walls clench around him and he knew that he found the spot. He positioned himself to hit that place every time.
"You look really cute like that, you know, Shizu-chan? Beautiful, I might even say."
If it was even possible, even more blood rushed into Shizuo's cheeks at that comment.
"Shu-shut up, flea. Aah...!"
Hearing the other's weak comment, Izaya chuckled and smashed their mouths together. After one particularly hard thrust, Shizuo wrapped his arms around the raven's neck, intensifying the kiss.
As Izaya found himself getting close, he resumed jerking Shizuo off, determined to bring the blonde down with him. He moved his lips onto the ex-bartender's chest, biting down, though careful not to draw blood.
Finally, he felt the blonde tensing up, as he released into the informant's hand. Izaya followed soon, coming after a few more thrusts, unable to resist the sudden tightness around him.
Before they both fell asleep, Izaya curled on on Shizuo's chest, he neared his lips to the other's ear.
"I love you, Shizu-chan. And I'm sorry. Sorry, that it took me so long to realize it."
Rays of sun woke Shizuo up, triggering a terrible hangover headache. He groaned, abruptly sitting up, in order to get himself some water. Much to his surprise, his sudden movement caused the person that was previously laying on his chest to fall of. Shizuo's gaze followed the silhouette and he froze.
"Aw! What was that for, Shizu-chan?! Believe, I've had enough hard falls in a last day."
As he saw the very much naked raven get himself up from the floor, memories from the previous night played themselves before Shizuo's eyes.
Oh fuck.
So it was real after all.
He slept with Izaya.
How the hell could he be so stupid?
The flea hated him. All of this had to be some sort of a massive plot, made up to humiliate him.
And he just played along.
Suddenly, he remembered something else. Words that he thought he heard, at the time when his consciousness was slowly beginning to fade into a dream. It was those words that made him face the smirking parasite on the floor and speak to him with a weak voice.
"Look Izaya, I don't know if anything that happened yesterday meant anything to you, but for me, it did. I also don't have any clue how did you learn about everything, but it doesn't really matter right now. I'm going to say it myself.
I love you. I have for years, now. And I always will, no matter how much you hate me."
As he heard him, Izaya smiled. It wasn't his typical cruel grin, however. And this smile, along with words that followed him, was all it took to make the distrust, that had been building between them for years now, dissipate. Just like that.
"Well, aren't you lucky then, Shizu-chan? I don't hate you. Not at all. I love you and I couldn't live in a world without you, you stupid protozoan. Merry Christmas."
So...
This was my very first smutt and I don't have any idea how it was.
Was it shit?
Or did I somehow managed?
Fuck, I've re-read this thing over and over so many times that I don't have a clue. Please, leave a comment and tell me how it was. Also, I might not make it with Deification this week. You know, New Year and stuff. Already sorry for that.