I wrote this for a kink meme fill. It was my first time doing one so it is probably kind of blah. Oh well, I just felt like people needed to fill more Masaomi/Izaya memes.
Author: Ongaku
Genre: Romance
Series: Durarara
Pairing: Izaya/Masaomi
Dark Alley – One Shot
Izaya's smile was twisted and filled with such wickedness. He loved these kinds of situations. He strived to make them happen as much as possible.
It was dark and the wall up against his back was a little damp but that didn't matter to him in the least. He was amused and excited because of who was in front of him, glaring daggers of hate and disgust.
Masaomi Kida - His favorite toy.
The yellow scarf around the young boy's neck gleamed under the light glow of the street light nearby. Both his arms were stretched out, forcing Izaya to press up against the wall.
"Leave me alone you bastard."
His voice was low but clear on his intentions. He was not in the mood for Izaya's mind games.
That is exactly why Izaya bothered him. He loved to mess with the boy's emotions, to poke and prod at him until he snapped.
"Tisk Tisk Masaomi-kun. No need to lose your temper so quickly on me now."
Masaomi's eye twitched at Izaya's sing-song voice.
"I told you to stay out of all of this. I don't need you causing more problems."
"But Masaomi-" Izaya raised his hand up toward the pretty yellow scarf. "I can't help but meddle in your affairs."
He yanked the young boy down once he grabbed the scarf, placing his lips on his.
Masaomi was not happy about it. He pushed Izaya away with as much force as he could muster, but it didn't do a lot of good since he was already up against a wall.
"You sick bastard!"
Izaya didn't even flinch at his words. It wouldn't be long now until he got what he wanted out of the boy.
Masaomi was no longer pinning him to the wall. In fact it seemed he was thinking about darting off. Only one thing kept him from doing so and that was the fact that if he did he knew the consequences would end up being worse.
He had to try and make Izaya understand now or at least sedate him for a little while.
Izaya watched on in interest as Masaomi's expression changed over and over. He could read him like a book.
"You really want to hit me don't you?"
"You have no idea."
Izaya's eyebrow rose at that. "Oh, try me then."
Masaomi didn't move. He had been in this kind of situation plenty of times. He knew that Izaya was trying to goad him into doing something and lose his control. He was positive that Izaya was a closeted masochist with the way he asked to get hit all the time by him.
"Masaomi, you know you can't get by without me. No matter how much you try to pull away you always end up back at my front door."
"Shut up!"
"You even betrayed your friends in the long run."
"Shut up!"
"You even had to give up the woman you loved because you couldn't stay away from me."
"I said SHUT UP!" Masaomi couldn't contain his anger anymore. He lashed out at Izaya, throwing his fist towards his face.
Izaya caught it in a heartbeat, holding his arm strong and firm- his smile never leaving his face.
"I'll kill you."
Izaya pulled him forward and placed his lips next to his ear. "That's right, get angry at me. Show me all your hatred. You know how much I adore seeing you this way."
Izaya placed his hand on Masaomi's face and laughed quietly.
What he wasn't expecting was for Masaomi to quickly turn his head and bite down on his hand, hard.
It caught him off guard for a little bit. He had known Masaomi to be violent but this was the first time he had actually bitten him. He could feel himself getting harder and harder by the second and he cursed himself slightly at how this turned him on.
"Masaomi, that really hurts you know."
Masaomi didn't let go though, he just continued to glare at him with his mouth clamped on his hand.
"You are certainly being a very bad boy. I guess that means you want it rough today."
At those words Masaomi spit his hand out of his mouth and tried to back away but it was too late.
Izaya had a hold on him and wasn't going to let go.
"Oh come now, don't be like that Masaomi. You know you enjoy it in the long run."
Masaomi shivered at the feeling of Izaya's breath on his face. A trickle of Izaya's blood ran down from Masaomi's mouth.
"I will never enjoy it."
A small chuckle escaped Izaya's lips. "Yet you don't ever really fight it. I wonder why that is."
He came in closer and licked the bottom of Masaomi's ear.
Masaomi tried to pull away again but it was really pointless. He was even starting to wonder himself if he really wanted to get away. He always thought he had more strength than this.
Their lips locked with a heated desire. Masaomi tried to keep his mind off the idea of sex - wanting to push him away - but it felt so good.
In a move of desperation Masaomi bit at Izaya's lip. Izaya pulled away instantly, spitting the blood from his mouth.
"You are in a biting mood today."
Masaomi just smirked, causing Izaya to be a little surprised.
"Just think of it as getting bit by a rabid dog. That is how I look at these moments."
Izaya couldn't take anymore. He couldn't help but feel excited all over from looking at Masaomi's face - the slight blood on his mouth and the stern look of hate in his eyes. He wanted to dominate him so badly now.
He grabbed Masaomi's wrist and flipped him so that he was now pinning Masaomi up against the damp wall.
Masaomi struggled with all of his might, but it only caused him to have some scratches on his face from the wall.
Izaya was not going to let him go. He kept his hands tied in the back and pulled the scarf from his neck to tie them together.
Masaomi cursed many things but Izaya went on paying not mind to him.
He brought his hands back to the front of the boy and unbuttoned his pants.
"You are a sick fuck."
"How can you say that when I'm about to make you feel so good." Izaya dragged out the last three words causing Masaomi to shiver in fear and excitement.
At first Masaomi winced at the chill of Izaya's hands on his penis. It was a cold day out so the contrast from the cold of his hands and searing heat of his penis was enough to make him hiss.
"Oh, I'm so sorry."
Masaomi could tell that he really wasn't but then Izaya pulled out his hands and blew warm air on them, licking some of his digits to create a bit of a lube.
"This should help."
He put his hands down Masaomi pants once again and Masaomi had to do all he could keep from moaning.
Izaya gripped him hard and then light, moving his hands up and down his cock like an expert.
Masaomi didn't want to enjoy it. He didn't want Izaya to ever think he liked it. He was not happy with the position; his face was already starting to bleed.
He worked on getting his hands untied but Izaya seemed to be a master at it. He figured that the bastard would be an expert at tying people up and cursed at himself for letting him get the chance to.
"Uungg"
Izaya brought his face closer to Masaomi's once again. "Now that's no fun. If you don't make more noise it will be boring for me."
"Screw you."
"Au contraire that is what I will be doing to you."
Masaomi's eyes popped open when he felt Izaya's cock press up against his butt.
"Feel how hard and big I am because of you."
Masaomi tried to pull away but he was already too close to the wall. He winced when he felt his face being cut again.
Without much of a warning Izaya entered Masaomi with one swift move.
Masaomi cried out in pain. It was so quick that he didn't even notice when Izaya pulled his pants down.
"Dammit Izaya! You didn't even warn me."
Izaya began to pump him slowly.
"You can blame yourself for being so naughty today."
Masaomi wanted to say more but he just couldn't. He felt so much pain but it was quickly being replaced by great pleasure.
He was frustrated at his body. Here he was, getting cut up by a damp and rough wall in the middle of the alley on a cold night, enjoying himself.
The street light started to flicker so the darkness really began to engulf them. Not being able to see anything made it all more exciting.
Izaya began to pick up his speed causing Masaomi to moan over and over, each time getting a little bit louder.
Masaomi could feel himself reaching the end, his own penis twitched in anticipation.
When he thought the pleasure couldn't get any better Izaya grabbed on to his cock and began to rub it in sync with his thrusts.
Masaomi could barely hold himself up anymore. He wanted to put more pressure on his face but knew that would be a bad idea.
Masaomi let out a cry of desire. Izaya had hit is prostate and started to do it over and over. Masaomi couldn't last much longer he groaned and with one good thrust he came all over Izaya's hands.
Izaya followed suit soon giving Masaomi just a few more thrusts.
Masaomi could feel Izaya's semen in his ass and shuddered in disgust and delight. He had completely forgotten about the condom but was pretty sure Izaya hadn't.
Masaomi was no longer able to hold himself when Izaya came and his legs gave out under him. He crashed into Izaya as they both went down, Masaomi landing on Izaya.
They stayed like that for a minute or so, panting and trying to regain their strength.
Izaya was the first on to do this. He grabbed on to Masaomi's arms and untied the scarf.
"Damnit Izaya. My face is really hurting now."
Izaya turned Masaomi around, keeping him on his lap. He looked at his face and sure enough his face was all cut up and bleeding.
"Hum, perhaps I went a little too far this time."
Masaomi only sighed. "You think?"
He tried to wiggle off of Izaya's lap, not liking how intimate they were looking but couldn't muster any of his strength still. Izaya had really done a number on him.
"Great."
Izaya looked at the boy's face, filled with frustration but then noticed his look of defeat.
"What is it?"
Masaomi pulled his arms around Izaya and laid his head down on his shoulder.
"Just let me stay like this for a little while longer."
Izaya's was surprised that Masaomi was clinging to him at all. It was the first time for them but to his surprised he really liked it.
He reached his arms around the boy and held him in a close embrace.
"I still hate you, you know?"
Izaya laughed.
"I know."
End
