Izaya had been awake for what felt to be ten minutes, but it was just so warm he didn't want to move. He laid there, his head laying on Shizuo's chest, listening to him breath. Suddenly, he felt Shizuo stir beneath him. Looks like his happiness wasn't meant to last. Sighing softly, stretching his legs, Izaya looked up meeting Shizuo's deep brown eyes. He expected Shizuo to lash out, push him off the bed, or even try to kill him. But, he didn't. Shizuo just stared at him. Izaya was beginning to feel uneasy.
"What's wrong Shizu-chan? You're acting like a child distracted by a shiny new toy."
Shizuo said nothing, his gaze becoming even more intense. Izaya looked away, his cheeks flushing from the attention. Shizuo wrapped his hand under Izaya's chin drawing him up for a kiss. Lips parted, tongues twisting as they drank in each other's hunger. Izaya moaned, breaking the kiss as he gasped for air. His head swam, Shizuo's kisses trailing lower, sucking and biting on his flesh. Izaya moved, straddling Shizuo's waist, their cocks rubbing together. Izaya shuddered, the friction sending delicious waves dancing on his skin. Shizuo lifted Izaya up, pulling him until his head was level with Izaya's ever growing erection. Izaya gripped the headboard, moaning as Shizuo's lips wrapped around the tip of his cock. Shizuo nibbled on Izaya's tip, before pulling him deep in his mouth. Izaya cried out, his voice cracking as waves of pleasure tore through his body. Shizuo rubbed his tongue up and down, sucking hard, causing Izaya's hips to buck forward. Shizuo sucked again, loving the deep gratified moans Izaya gave. Izaya's hips bucked forward with every suck, until he was all but fucking inside Shizuo's mouth. Izaya moaned, heat building, until his release was near the edge.
"Sh-Shizu-chan, stop! I'm gonna ah!"
Izaya came, his whole body writhing in blissful passion. Shizuo swallowed, releasing Izaya's cock. Izaya sank down. His head resting on Shizuo's chest, both men trying to get their breathing under control.
"You're not supposed to swallow you idiot."
Izaya lifted his head, the smirk on his face slipping as he met Shizuo's gaze. His eyes were filled with a lust, his mouth hanging slightly agape as he tried to get his breathing under control. He looked more like a wild animal now, than Izaya had ever seen him. Shizuo leaned in and kissed Izaya. His lips sucking and pulling, hunger burning with every taste. Shizuo released a deep groan, sounding very much like an animal trapped in a cage. Lifting his leg, Shizuo rubbed Izaya's cock and ass. Izaya moaned against Shizuo's lips. He didn't know where this sudden and intense passion was coming from, but he never wanted it to stop. Shizuo rolled him over, wrapping Izaya's legs up and around his waist, pinning hid arms above his head. Shizuo grinded his hips against Izaya's, causing him to moan breaking the kiss for air. Shizuo's lips trailed lower, sucking and pulling on Izaya's flesh until his chest was covered in little red kiss marks. Shizuo brought his hand down, rubbing the marks tenderly, while holding Izaya's wrists with his other.
"Beautiful. Like rose petals fallen on a fresh sheet of snow."
Shizuo's hand traveled lower, his fingers gently brushing the edges of Izaya's entrance.
"Lets see if I can get this little flower to bloom."
Shizuo pushed his finger in, slowly opening Izaya's hole. Izaya cried out, his body shuddering from the pain.
"Agh! Shizu-chan, s-stop! It hurts!"
Shizuo cursed quietly, pulling the tip of his finger out. Then, leaning down, he proceeded to lick Izaya open. Izaya gasped, pleasure bursting from his core. He never expected Shizuo to do something like THAT, but boy, did it feel great! Shizuo began by licking the outside, enjoying the moans his little tease was producing. Then, he moved, snaking his tongue up and into Izaya's entrance. Izaya voice was beautiful, a mind numbing cry bursting from his core. Shizuo moaned as he slowly licked Izaya open, reaching up to stroke Izaya's cock. Izaya could feel the heat again, building until he was at his peek, releasing all over Shizuo's hand. He couldn't believe it. Shizuo had made him come twice and he hasn't even fucked him yet! Shizuo pulled his tongue out, meeting Izaya's gaze.
"I'm sorry, I just can't take it any more. I want you Izaya."
Izaya's cheeks burned, never had Shizuo looked at him like that before. Leaning in Shizuo kissed Izaya, his tongue stroking the inside of Izaya's mouth. Izaya broke the kiss, crying out from both pain and pleasure, as he felt Shizuo thrust into him. Shizuo kissed Izaya tenderly, feeling his body writhing underneath him. Shizuo turned his head, whispering into Izaya's ear.
"Brace yourself, I'm going to move."
Shizuo thrusted slowly, letting Izaya adjust. His pace slowly quickening with each passing minute, until he was pounding Izaya, shaking the entire bed. Shizuo released his grip on Izaya's wrists, bruises lingering on the flesh. Izaya wrapped his arms around Shizuo's back, his nail digging in, drawing little crescent pools of blood. Shizuo gripped the mattress, fingers squeezing so tight they were leaving holes. Shizuo thrusted harder, sending the tip of his cock deeper, striking Izaya's sweet spot. Izaya cried out, screaming "yes" or "harder" with every breath. It wasn't long before Izaya's body was stiffened, his back arching as he came hot and heavy all over Shizuo's chest. Feeling Izaya's release, Shizuo soon had his own, his hot seed spilling in Izaya's core. Pulling out, Shizuo collapsed on top of Izaya. They lay there, trying to catch their breath. After a few minutes, Shizuo pulled himself up and slid off the bed. Izaya looked after him, confusion contorting his face.
"Where are you going?"
Shizuo looked over his shoulder, shrugging nonchalantly.
"To take a shower. I haven't had one for over two days."
With that, Shizuo walked into the bathroom and shut the door. Izaya lay back, his mind still swimming from ecstasy. He could feel the cold air on his naked skin, and he found himself wishing that Shizuo had stayed lying with him a little longer. Izaya's cheeks flushed, his face falling as he was brought down from his high by the thoughts running through his head.
What if Shizuo left, because he didn't want to be with Izaya longer than necessary?
Izaya was confused. Why did it matter if Shizuo did leave because of that? But, deep down, Izaya knew why. And as he lay there, his mind drifting off to sleep, the horrible realization sounded deep and clear. He was in love with Shizuo Heiwajima. And there's nothing he could do about it.