Title : Hate and Love and a Baby
Disclaimer : I do not own any of the Characters of Durarara!.
Thin, yet strong arms wrap themselves around his waist, holding him, almost protectively, while keeping him nearly hovering over the ground. The other thing keeping him from hitting the concrete beneath their feet, is the deeply-imbedded flesh which continues - to his great pleasure - thrusting in and out of him, causing him to bleed yet moan in desire.
He wants this.
There has never been a day when Orihara Izaya considered sex with his rival, Heiwajima Shizuo, as a possibility let alone a pleasant one. He even promised himself to a client knowing such a sweat-clad overweight man would satisfy him more than letting a beast take him into its arms.
He doesn't know for certain when this thought changed, when did he begin lusting for a man whose very scent usually made him want to puke.
All the original responses he would have upon being near Shizuo, erupted into nothingness when one moment of hesitance, got him cornered and pinned to a filthy wall. A seemingly drunk Shizuo, surprisingly nearby at such a late hour in this red light district, obviously took this opportunity to beat him, hit him. Izaya cruelly attempted to do the same, intended to, intended the very objective of slicing that bartender suit to pieces and scarring the skin...
...he's dreamed more times than anything of skinning away from its bones.
The eruption, the loss of his malice - their malice - happened in the midst of this struggle, this act meant to spell their long-time animosity for each other, mainly in the form of cuts by a knife and bruises by fists. As if both were intoxicated, their eyes began to linger on each other as breathes mingled as thoughts not meant to be there swirled, twirled inside them and somehow they knew, they were thinking the same thing:
The other person...was extremely handsome.
Hands soon switched from causing damage to removing clothes, not by tearing but by (through the residue of their patience) correctly undoing each item until skins touched, until hands could feel what no other being had the chance nor right to. Izaya's legs quickly found themselves tied around the slim waist of his enemy, eager and ready to be fucked up against the wall.
Shizuo wants him, god Shizuo wants him and he can feel it in the way he keeps gazing at him, desire boiling in those caramel eyes and driving Izaya to the brick of insanity.
Preparation came, and after saliva-soaked fingers left Shizuo began pounding into him, stealing his virginity and with full consent. Not a single complaint has left them, as they each follow their dark need...of taking each other.
Switch blade dropped, his jacket dangling from his arms, his shirt rolled up and legs bare for the whole world to see, Izaya is defenseless and exposed and completely taken control of, but such a disgusting thought, despite his years of avoiding it to come true, whether it was with Shizuo or some dirty hoodlum, for now it is everything he's ever wanted. To be dominated by Shizuo and feel his possessiveness, feel him rub against his insides and leave kisses along his jaw and neck.
It gives a feeling so wonderful he can barely describe it.
Shizuo himself has his bowtie by his shoes and every upper body piece of clothing unbuttoned, revealing a chest Izaya shamelessly licked and sucked as Shizuo did the same to his own.
It's an embarrassing moment to think about, or even speak of. Two rivals who exist as if born to hate each other and no less, have come together to commit this unspeakable act. Even after fluids spill, the two continue to kiss and lust for more.
The need is so overwhelming...they come to realize they can hardly resist it.
Months later, and they continue to do this.
Though never, not for a fleeting, tiny moment, do Orihara Izaya and Heiwajima Shizuo feel that tender feeling of true love and honest affection for one another. They admitted it, to each other's faces before they parted ways on that very night, that they - each other's enemy - would rather burn alive than to fall in love.
Author's Note : I wasn't really planning to add another chapter to this, but I suddenly got the urge to write something and...well, here you go~!