„What are you doing?"
He jolted upright, staring at Shiki standing in the doorframe.
„W-why are you back already?" he asked, voice trembling. His fingers, almost on their own, kept thrusting in and out of his wet hole.
Shiki took a step into the room, his eyes fixed to the sight of Izaya pleasuring himself on his own bed.
„The situation resolved itself," he replied, voice calm and his face unreadable.
Izaya whimpered at the sound of the Alpha's voice. His fingers slipped deeper inside, making an obscenely wet sound. Shiki took another step towards the bed.
He moved slowly, footsteps steady, like a predator approaching his wounded prey.
"You need to be mounted," he said blandly.
Izaya mewled and his legs fell open on their own. He saw a shudder going through the Alpha's body.
He wanted to say something, anything, just to clear the situation. But the voice of reason was silent. Izaya's head was filled with dough. All he wanted, all he needed, was to feel this Alpha's body on his and let his heat seep through his skin. He needed it so badly.
"P-please," he whispered, voice broken. It took him all concentration he had left to muster the next words. "Mount me, Shiki."
The older man harshly sucked the air in through his teeth. It took him all the strength he had not to jump the Omega on his bed and ravish him right then and there, without any attention to his physical wellbeing.
But this wasn't the first time Shiki had encountered an Omega this far into their heat, and it was only that experience that saved Izaya's skin.
"Turn around," the Alpha ordered. "On your hands and knees."
Izaya nodded, reluctantly pulling his fingers out of himself. But the undertone in Shiki's voice made clear that he would not ask him a second time, and so Izaya submitted willingly.
His thighs and arms were shaking. The presence of the Alpha intoxicated him, and made his already hazy mind even foggier, keeping any clear thought out. Behind him the bed dipped. Warm hands were running over his hips, carefully pulling down his soaked briefs. Izaya automatically leaned back into the touch. As if burned, the hands withdrew.
"Don't move," Shiki ordered.
The young man whimpered, but complied. He would do anything at this point, if only it meant to have the Alpha satisfy his urges.
There was a moment of silence. The small huffs and whimpers coming from Izaya's mouth seemed foreign in this quiet apartment, almost rudely intruding. The Omega did his best at following the Alpha's command, and stayed still. He felt vulnerable, exposed, having the older man sat behind him, still fully clothed, and out of his field of vision.
He imagined the view he gave the man, pale thighs lightly trembling, and his wet hole clenching around nothing, now that he couldn't pleasure himself with his own fingers anymore.
Through the heavy fog inside his mind, Izaya felt the embarrassment spreading in his gut. A sudden wave of hot shame turned his cheeks red, and he made to crawl away from the man behind him.
Long fingers closed around his thigh, just over his knee and the odd touch made Izaya jump.
He felt an apology dance on the tip of his tongue, but deep down he knew, there were no words to excuse this situation.
"Izaya," Shiki suddenly said behind him, and it was strange to hear the Alpha use his first name. "Have you been mounted before?"
The Omega hung his head, as if ashamed, and slowly shook it.
"I see. So you are untouched."
His gut turned painfully. Before his inner eye, Izaya could see the image of a knife stuck in his abdomen, and now his tormentor started to turn and twist the blade, making him suffer further.
His need for intimacy had always been overshadowed by his fear of oppression. Before the first heat had come around, Izaya hadn't wasted many thoughts on the mental construct of being with somebody. After, it became a painful idea to think about, because, for him, sharing physical intimacy meant giving up his so meticulously cared for freedom. Even at the worst times, when he would fill his bathtub with ice cubes to sit in, to be able to focus on a different pain than this bottomless urge to mate, Izaya never worried about the fact that he might stay a virgin for the rest of life, that he would never experience the satisfying touch of a stranger's hand. Compared to his chance to live freely, without that sometimes not so figural leash around his neck, it just never really mattered.
But, now that Shiki was so bluntly asking him about his chastity, Izaya felt more vulnerable than ever.
The hold on his thigh stayed. It wasn't a blunt, violent grip. It wasn't coy either. But it steadied him, him and his restless mind, and Izaya allowed it.
Then, there were fingers around his hole, slightly pulling it apart. He could feel some of his wetness trickle down his balls, something the Alpha must have noticed as well, because behind him, Shiki let out an approving flick of his tongue.
"Look at you, Izaya," he hummed, "your ass is just waiting to be filled by a good, hard cock. I can't imagine how torturous it must have been for you, to never grant yourself the fulfillment of your basic urges. How often have you laid there, by yourself, fucking that tight little hole of yours on your own fingers, and imagining it was someone else doing it? Someone bigger and stronger, to fuck you senseless, until finally, that voice in your head would shut up, just for once."
The Omega whimpered loudly, and the desperation in it was almost palpable. Shiki was teasing him, and he had every right to. After all, it was Izaya who had invaded his private home, and had tried to get off, in his bed, from his Alpha scent alone.
The weight behind him shifted, and then Shiki's mouth was right next to his ear. The low rumble of his voice sent a hot shiver down his back.
"Do you want me to be the one to fuck you senseless, Izaya? Do you want me to fuck you, right here, on my bed, and show you just what an Omega like you is good for?"
He hated himself. He hated every single word that came out of Shiki's mouth. He knew, the Alpha was only tormenting him to prove his dominance, but nonetheless, it had the desired effect. Izaya felt every single bone in his body go weak, ready to be rearranged to the liking of the Alpha, as he turned his head in the direction of the older man's presence.
With his eyes turned down, fixed on a spot somewhere between them on the covers, he muttered: "I want you to fuck me..."
"If that's the enthusiasm you're going to show while I have my dick in your ass, then never mind the offer. I have better things to do than fuck a cold fish."
His heart clenched painfully, his shame being further fueled by the humiliation he was forced to endure. Izaya knew, he was playing a losing game.
"Please," he began, and, with an effort, pried his eyes off the spot on the sheets, to look up and into the face of the Alpha. The man's eyes were filled with a cruel playfulness. It was such a stark contrast to his usual character, that Izaya almost involuntarily jerked away.
"Please," he said again, his voice nothing but a whisper. There was no more strength left he could muster up. "Fuck my bitch ass, Shiki. I want to cum on your hard cock. I want to feel it deep inside of me. Please, fuck me already."
The grip on his thigh tightened with each word, and by now Izaya was sure it would leave a bruise. He ignored the pain that spread in his leg, knowing, if he tried to struggle free now, Shiki would kick him out and leave him outside in the current state he was in, for the next best Alpha to find.
The thought instilled a dull terror in the young man.
The Alpha was visibly pleased with how easily his mate submitted to him. There was no fun in breeding a partner that wasn't willing. He looked at the young man's face, and he found soft features, typical for an Omega, but not uncommon for a Beta or an Alpha either. He never really noticed this physical trait about the information broker, mainly because he posed as a slight threat from the very beginning. Shiki would be busy keeping an eye on what the young man did, instead of studying his assets. But now he had all the time in the world to take in the Omega's appearance.
Heavy-lidded eyes, slightly rounder, pink cheeks, and soft lips, that were all red from being bitten on. He fulfilled all the criteria for a young, healthy Omega.
Izaya hadn't tried to escape his regent touch, and at this point, he wouldn't.
So, he let go of the Omega's leg – who stayed in his place, just as expected.
Deeply satisfied with himself, Shiki shifted back behind the younger man. He carefully took off his jacket, something Izaya wasn't able to see from his position, but he heard the rustling of clothes. He bit his lip in an effort to not let his excitement seep through.
He wanted to be taken by Shiki, but he was still Izaya, and so he didn't plan on granting the other man the satisfaction of witnessing his complete downfall just yet.
That was, until a long, unfamiliar finger was unceremoniously shoved into his ass. Izaya gasped and his hands dug into the beddings' soft fabric.
"Seems like this wasn't the first time you've played with your ass. I see you've already stretched yourself a good amount. Why, I wouldn't have figured you for such a slut, Izaya."
The finger was pulled out; instead, two more pushed past the rim, until Izaya could feel the Alpha's knuckles press against his skin.
"I can't wait to fuck you. You're so wet already…"
To his embarrassment, the man was right. Every time he moved his fingers, Izaya could hear the squelching sound they made, as they pushed in and out of his ass. The friction was turning him mad, it felt so amazing to have somebody else fingerfuck him. But it was by far not enough. It had Izaya deeply flustered, and he started to push back onto the protruding fingers.
Behind him, Shiki chuckled darkly. "That eager?"
Izaya was too far gone to offer him a witty comeback. All he could focus on were the Alpha's fingers inside of him. He was so into fucking himself on those fingers, that he didn't even realize when Shiki stopped moving. Now, the man simply watched the Omega pleasure himself in his own rhythm. He could tell, it was by far not enough to get Izaya off, but for now, all he wanted was to tease his mate, to bring him to the verge of despair, before he would eventually bury his cock in that sweet little hole and fuck him hard and unforgiving, just as he had promised.
It was an overall alluring scene to the Alpha. He would make sure to remember this moment well. Finding the information broker all wet and ready to be bred in his own bedroom hadn't exactly been on his to-do list for today. But Shiki had toyed with the thought of breaking the young man one way or another, should he finally prove useless to the Awakusu group.
Effectively, he had found an additional use for the little brat instead.
The voice of the Omega dragged him out of his thoughts and back to the scene.
"Please," Izaya whimpered, over and over again, in rhythm to his thrusts. Shiki could see a hint of desperate tears in the young man's eyes, as his ass kept swallowing his fingers, knowing he could take much more than that. He decided, he was done teasing the Omega.
Izaya was about to protest when he felt the fingers retrieve, but with the sound of a zipper being pulled down, the words got stuck in his throat.
Suddenly, he felt very nervous, and that small voice inside his head was back again.
Shiki noticed the tension in the Omega, and leaned down, rubbing over his lower back in small circles, comforting him.
"It's alright," he whispered. "It's going to be okay, Izaya."
Izaya nodded, eyes fluttering closed when a reassuring kiss was placed on his temple. He hung his head again, trying to brace himself, without being sure what to expect.
He suppressed a flinch, when something warm and phallic pressed against his soaked hole. Shiki placed one hand on Izaya's hip, steadying him and, with his thumb, massaged slow circles into the skin. With his other hand, he guided his cock inside that welcoming heat.
Both men moaned, and Izaya felt the vibration through the Alpha's cock inside of him. It was a strange feeling, not outright painful, but a strange pressure against his belly. He had never used any toys on himself, so the size was something he needed a moment to get used to. Shiki gave him that time, as he closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of a tight, hot body around his dick.
It had been a while since his last shag, as the past weeks hadn't allowed any real moments of privacy. Someone was always around. So Shiki planned on making this, incredibly welcomed opportunity, last a while.
Beneath him, Izaya started to wiggle. Youth still had no patience, it seemed.
He lifted his head, back slightly arched, as he tried to look at the other man. But Shiki made no efforts of meeting him, instead he placed his other hand on Izaya's hip now.
Without any forewarning, he pulled out almost completely and slammed right back in.
Izaya cried out, feeling the sudden thrust as a sharp strike throughout his back. He bit his lip in an attempt to keep the rising whimper at bay. It was a painful reminder that he was still dealing with a dominant Alpha, and right now Izaya was nothing more but a willing Omega at his hands' mercy. But he wouldn't cave in that easily. Defiantly, he pressed back against the other man.
"Oh, you're one of those?" Shiki said lowly. "A little headstrong, are we?"
Izaya huffed, but left the dig at his personality uncommented.
"Fine. If that's how you want to play this game. Don't cry about it later, though."
He barely had any time to brace himself for the next sharp thrust, and so it finally pushed that held-back whimper over his lips. Shiki chuckled, seemingly satisfied with himself.
He repeated the motion a few times, drawing his cock out almost completely, only to shove it back in, in an unforgiving manner, until he felt his hips press against Izaya's ass. The skin there began to redden from the ongoing slaps, and Shiki dragged a thumb over his work approvingly. When the Omega kept pushing back against him, still unwilling to submit completely, Shiki felt his temper being strained.
He grabbed the young man with both hands around his middle, digging his nails in until Izaya let out a pained hiss. Then he snapped his hips forward, while pulling the slim body back against him, burying his cock deeper inside of Izaya's ass. He kept repeating the motion, ignoring the sounds of discomfort the Omega made, until he felt the muscles under his fingers relax.
Finally, Izaya had surrendered to the Alpha, and now he simply let himself be fucked by Shiki's hard cock.
A rush of power chased through his system, as the executive let his hands glide lower again, digging his fingers into that slight hollow next to the Omega's hipbones. With a secure grip like this, he could easily control Izaya's movement. He slowed down again, working with shorter thrusts now, just bathing in the feeling of skin slapping on skin, the young man's wetness; some of it covering the pubic hair right around the base of his cock, and his dick gliding along soft inner walls.
The air was filled with small moans, and the sticky sound of two bodies moving inside each other.
Putting his weight on shaky legs, Izaya lifted one arm to reach behind him; reach for Shiki's hands still holding on to his hips. He eventually found the man's fingers and tried to intertwine his own with them. The other man allowed him the comforting touch, as he watched him closely.
"Shiki," Izaya muttered. He sounded slightly breathless, like the process was taking a serious toll on him. "Please, I need it harder."
At those words, Shiki's hips snapped sharply forward, forcing Izaya to let go of his hand to prevent himself from falling over.
"You want me to fuck you harder?" Shiki hissed between gritted teeth. "You want to feel this in the morning?"
Izaya, unable to form a coherent word anymore, nodded quickly. His eyes closed, mouth hung open, when Shiki accepted his request, thrusts coming harsher now, enhancing the sound of their flesh slapping together.
"Your cock feels amazing," he managed to form between moans. "Fuck, it feels so hot inside of me-"
He was cut off by the next hard thrust. Izaya gasped, as small dots of light exploded before his eyes and blurred his vision. Everything felt so fucking intense, the feeling of Shiki's cock, dragging along his walls, as more and more of his wetness trickled down his balls and thighs. Any thought of composure was long gone. He let himself get carried away by the feeling of having someone else press against him, use his body as much to satisfy their urges as to satisfy his. Over him, Shiki muttered, and strong hands roughly dragged along the skin of his sides. Blunt nails dug into the pale flesh, pulling a whimper from the smaller male.
Shiki leaned forward. He wanted to be able to take in that Omega's delicious smell, wanted to be able to remember it for the next time he saw the information broker, and remind them both of this lewd scene that was taking place right now.
It was as if his blood was on fire, pumping the warm liquid through his veins, spurring him on as Shiki felt a familiar rush of power overtake him. His conscious mind grew unsteady. Instead, his primal urges started to take control of him. As an Alpha, he didn't just want to satisfy his lust with this Omega – he wanted to own him.
Shiki's hands moved up Izaya's sides, until he was lightly scratching the soft skin of the young man's chest. He felt the Omega shudder, as he dragged his nails across Izaya's nipples. With his teeth, he playfully bit into the smaller male's ear, earning a light gasp from him.
"You want to carry my litter, Izaya?" he murmured into the Omega's ear. "You want to carry my pups in your belly?"
Izaya whimpered, nodding his head quickly at those words. Shiki growled, grabbing a fistful of the young man's hair and roughly yanked his head back, until his neck was completely exposed.
"Say it," he hissed, his cock steadily drawing in and out of Izaya's wet hole. "Say you want my litter."
The Omega mewled. His mind was fogged by lust, each thrust by Shiki sending a hot wave of pleasure down his spine. His usual arrogance and pride stayed quiet.
"I want your litter," he whimpered, "I want it deep inside of me."
A shudder went through Shiki at those words and he finally released his tight grip on the other man's hair. Instead, he leaned forward, nuzzling his nose against the Omega's neck, feeling the heat radiating off him. He smelled the young man's lust, felt his rabid pulse against his lips.
He opened his mouth and buried his teeth in the soft flesh.
Izaya cried out, his instincts to fight the attack off and to submit to his Alpha struggling for prevalence. But then Shiki released his neck and gently licked at the sore spot. The young man sighed, and let his head loll to the side, exposing more of his vulnerable throat.
His Alpha would not hurt him, that he was sure of.
The next bite didn't surprise him as much. He welcomed the pain that went through his body like a spark. His Alpha was marking him, leaving a sign of possession to any other Alpha who tried to take his bitch. He carefully licked the marks of his last bite, tasting the faintest hint of blood. It was enough to spur him on. Shiki leaned further forward, forcing Izaya to press his face and chest against the soft bedding. He wrapped an arm around the smaller man's middle to steady himself, and drove his cock deeper into the welcoming heat of the Omega's ass.
Izaya moaned, trying his best to push back against Shiki, but he held him in a tight grip. He was completely at the older man's mercy and had no other choice but to take the increasingly harder thrusts. His body was aching, thighs shaking under the Alpha's weight, trying to keep steady while he took his fat cock. He could feel Shiki's grip on his sides, how his nails dug into the flesh. It would surely leave bruises. Izaya sighed at the thought of being able to feel remnants of their mating in the morning. It sent another sharp spark of lust down his spine.
"Breed me," he whispered, words slightly muffled by the mattress. "Breed me, breed me, breed me…"
On top of him, Shiki growled and it came from the depth of his chest. Izaya felt the vibration against his skin and instinctively turned his head, completely surrendering his vulnerable neck to the Alpha. Shiki could easily hold him down with his teeth and do with him as he pleased, or even kill him. The thought excited Izaya and his hands gripped the sheets between them so tightly his knuckles turned white.
Over him, the older male drove his hips forward, pushing as deep as he could into the young Omega's tempting heat. His mind was overruled by the most basic instinct. To breed his partner, to bury his sperm deep into that welcoming virgin hole and watch his tummy swell with their litter.
Shiki could feel a familiar tug in his balls. Soon he would release into Izaya.
With his free hand he reached around the Omega's body. Izaya whimpered when all of the Alpha's weight was leaning down on him. His back arched painfully. The new angle had Shiki's cock thrust even deeper into him, driving his head mercilessly against the young man's prostate. Izaya cried out. He almost didn't feel the Alpha's teeth graze his skin yet again, as a hand wrapped around his own swollen and dripping cock.
One squeeze and he was gone.
The orgasm hit him hard, his body going stiff as wave after wave of pleasure overruled the Omega's body. He had never felt something like this before. Izaya's mouth hung open, but no sound escaped.
Soundlessly, Shiki spilled his seed inside of him. The young man shuddered at the feeling of the hot seed covering his walls. It was almost too much to take.
When his orgasm subsided, but the older man kept thrusting into him, Izaya whimpered. He felt pinpricks in the corner of his eyes. He kept them closed. Although overstimulated, he wanted to be swallowed by the feeling of his Alpha inside of him. Warm lips pressed against his temple. Immediately, Izaya's body relaxed. His thighs were trembling so badly, if it wasn't for Shiki's arm still wrapped around his middle he would have collapsed right there.
Finally, the fog inside his head started to clear out, and he was able to hear the words of endearment the Alpha whispered into his ear.
"That's good, you're doing so well, Izaya," he murmured, his warm breath ghosting over the heated skin of the body beneath him.
Izaya sighed contentedly. Carefully, Shiki turned them both on their sides, his cock still lodged inside of the young man's ass. His instinct told him to keep the seed inside of his Omega, and so they lay there, Shiki lazily grinding against his mate.
He could have stayed like this forever, but eventually, the feeling of Izaya around his cock became too uncomfortable, and so he slowly, very carefully, pulled out. The young man muttered incoherently at the loss. Shiki watched his semen almost immediately slip out of the abused hole. With two fingers he pushed it back inside.
"Shiki," Izaya started, shuddering against the Alpha's touch. He was hushed by the other man, and so, although uncomfortable, he allowed his used hole to be stretched again.
All the while the Alpha placed warm kisses all over Izaya's face, mumbling words of encouragement.
It was well after they finished, and behind the curtains the sun had already vanished to make rightful place to the stars, that Shiki seemed satisfied with his work and as gently as possible removed his fingers from the young man's ass. He withstood the urge to wipe them on his expensive beddings, and instead got up to find a wet cloth. Izaya was already dozing away on the bed, and let his legs be pulled apart by the other man. He mumbled quietly as Shiki was cleaning him, but accepted the makeshift grooming.
He must have fallen asleep, as the next time he woke, the room was completely dark. Izaya blinked into the blackness. The familiar fabric of his shirt on his skin was gone, instead satin sheets covered his slim frame. He instinctively held his breath when an arm tightened around his side. Slowly, the sleep's drunk haze cleared from his mind and Izaya remembered what had happened the prior hours.
As if to confirm his still foggy memories, Shiki behind him sighed, drawing the Omega's small body closer to his.
Izaya swallowed.
"Goddamn."
