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Goddamn it, he liked that lamp!
His brow ticked as those sneaky, filthy hands roamed up and down his bartender vest, pulling at it. Buttons popped and thread ripped. Shizuo growled into those lips which were much more accustomed to spouting lies than creating passion. The dark haired man sneered into the kiss, causing the blond to pull away, lowering his head and biting down on the exposed collarbone. Hard.
Izaya hissed, but quickly made up for it by laughing. "Mnn. Shizu-chan, so rough!"
Shizuo snarled, pulling away from the patch of bruised skin; the taste of blood on his mouth now. He shoved Izaya back, mainly for breaking his lamp and also for tearing up his vest. He quickly grabbed a hold of Izaya's dark shirt, ripping it off of him with much more ease than Izaya had with merely tearing up his vest. Izaya purred as his hot skin was revealed to the world. He pulled out his knife from his pocket, flipping it open and given it a small lick before turning dangerous eyes onto Shizuo. Shizuo snarled as his eyes watched that blade. Izaya lunged forward, slicing Shizuo's shirt open. Izaya's eyes flickered up to Shizuo's. He brought the knife up, flicking it against Shizuo's lower lip. Blood leaked out of the shallow cut and Izaya took that moment to lap at it. Shizuo snarled, smacking Izaya's hand, sending the knife flying. He shoved at the man, pushing him toward the bed. They ran into the dresser first, their lips locked and moving heatedly. Izaya mewled into Shizuo's mouth as their tongues battled and their hips began their own little war, pushing into one and other with fervor. The dresser rocked, a small circular ash tray trembled atop of it as Shizuo's thrusts grew in strength; Izaya's moans grew louder and suddenly- the loud sound of glass shattering caused them to pull away.
Shizuo licked his lips, wincing at the cut on his lower lip. He seethed and glared at Izaya, who was licking at the blood now on his lip. Those brown-red eyes glinted up at him, challenging him. Shizuo snarled, lunging back at him.
They landed this time at the side of the bed, Izaya's knees hitting the side of it, but managing balance without falling on to it. Years of parkour helped his balance and taking him down wasn't going to be easy. Unfortunately, Shizuo was just as skilled as he.
Shizuo grabbed him by the hips, pressing against him as their lips locked again. The pressure from their lips being intense and full of lust.
Shizuo growled, his hands finally reaching for the button of Izaya's pants. He yanked, hearing the button hit the wall on the other side of the room. He yanked the article of clothing down those pale legs and snorted as he noticed Izaya wasn't wearing any underwear. Go fucking figure.
"Turn around."
"Oh, does Shizu-chan want to do me like a bitch?"
"I said turn the fuck around."
"Now Shizu-chan is trying to be scary~!"
Shizuo grabbed a hold of those dark tresses, tipping Izaya's head back. "I said turn the fuck around, before I hurt you."
"Make me."
Gladly. Shizuo growled, easily turning Izaya around, somehow sensing the man wasn't as resistant as he made it sound and pushing him to bend over the bed. Shizuo didn't waste any time. He bent over Izaya and pressed three of his digits at Izaya's mouth. "Suck. If you bite, I'll shove all three of them up your ass without anything on it."
Izaya laughed, but when he opened his mouth- Shizuo shoved his digits right in. The feeling of Izaya's tongue was bordering on disgusting and erotic. Shizuo couldn't pick which one it felt more like. Either way, the sensation was slowly getting to him and made his lower belly ache and twist. Izaya lapped at those fingers, moving his tongue in between them, rolling around them... trying to lubricate them as well as possible. And then Shizuo pulled them out. He nodded to himself and brought those slick fingers down to Izaya's ass. He smeared the saliva over the opening before pushing a single digit in.
Izaya mewled. The sensation of Shizuo's finger had a pleasant burn to it. Not entirely pleasurable, but not extremely painful. As Shizuo began moving that finger, the burn slowly faded and was replaced by a dull feeling with sparks of pleasure every now and again. He panted, wanting more. Shizuo snarled. "Stop moving, fucking flea."
"Mn! But Shizu-chan, your finger feels so good inside of me!"
"Well, if you think it feels so nice, try shutting the fuck up and holding still so I can insert another one!"
Izaya hummed, hands fisting in the comforter before him as another finger was added. Shizuo pounded at him with two fingers, causing Izaya to hitch forward and the bed to moan under the weight and stress of their actions. Shizuo quickly pushed another finger inside of him, hooking them just right until he heard Izaya moan loudly, hips bucking back into those fingers. Shizuo growled. "Such a slutty flea."
"Mn! Make me your slut, Shizu-chan! Make me your bitch."
Shizuo gritted his teeth. This fucking guy. Everything he said sounded like a game. Everything sounded as if it were all amusing. It aggravated him! He pulled his fingers out and roughly turned Izaya over. Those eyes were filled with amusement, as much as Shizuo had imagined. He growled. "What the fuck is so funny?"
"Nothing Shizu-chan, I just thought you didn't want me facing you."
He didn't. But he wanted to get this over and done with. Searching for a god damn condom would take too much time. He shoved Izaya's head down, pressing his cock against the man's cheek. "Bite my cock and I bash your brains in, clear?"
"Crystal." purred Izaya before kissing the cock before him. He slowly slid his tongue out, flicking the head before rolling it down to the foreskin. His mouth opened wide and engulfed the arousal before him. Shizuo snarled, his hand grabbing a fistful of dark hair, pressing Izaya into his crotch. Izaya moaned in discomfort, but quickly got use to the sensation and began to suck.
Shizuo growled, bucking his hips into the man's mouth, his hand keeping that head in place. His eyes rolled back into his head as Izaya brought a hand up to massage his testicles, rolling them gently before being a little rougher, as if it to tell him he needs to breath. Shizuo pulled away, his cock being pulled out of Izaya's mouth with a small 'pop'. He shoved the man down, quickly taking hold of those legs by the lower thighs and pressing them up. Izaya laughed.
"Be glad I'm so flexible, Shizu-chan."
Shizuo snickered as he lined his cock up with Izaya's ass. "It's the only thing I do like about you flea."
Izaya purred. "Shizu-chan! You like me!"
Shizuo ignored the catty remake and pushed his way into the other man. The sting of not nearly enough lubrication burned, but there was enough to make it tolerable. He licked his lips as he finished pushing in the rest of the way and waited for a moment. But only for a moment. Confident of it being all right now, he moved. Izaya moaned loudly, grabbing hold of his knees as Shizuo pounded into him. The bed began creaking loudly as they moved.
Izaya purred. "Mn! Shizu-chan! Ah, so good!"
"Nn. Can you ever- fuck; shut up?"
"Mm, you should make me!"
Shizuo growled, his hips snapping harder and faster than earlier. He reached between them, letting go of one of Izaya's legs, it slumped over his shoulder as he grabbed hold of Izaya's prick. The smaller man's eyes lit up for a second before clouding over with lust as Shizuo began moving his hand up and down his length. His thrusts slowed for a moment, moving in deliberate circles. He leaned in and growled.
"Fleas like you should learn to shut the fuck up."
"Mmn! This isn't helping me be quiet, Shizu-chan! I like it when you beat me off!"
"Hm. I could always stop beating you off. It's disgusting anyways."
He began speeding up his tempo again, pushing into that opening harder and harder, drinking in the moans that Izaya gave off before finally lowering his hands on that slick cock. He squeezed the base, hard. And continued to pound. Izaya gritted his teeth, the urge to come was becoming apparent, but the vice grip Shizuo had around the base of his penis and balls denied him that.
"Are you going to be quiet, louse?"
Izaya panted. "Mn! I don't think I can, Shizu-chan."
"You will if you fucking want to come."
Izaya grimaced. He hated being told what to do, but not as much as he hated not being able to come. He glared at Shizuo, snapping his mouth shut. Shizuo grinned, knowing he'd won for the moment. He continued to pound into Izaya, glancing at the man every now and again. He could tell the man needed to come. It was kind of funny, the way Izaya's face was turning read; his chest rising and falling harder. Finally, Shizuo growled. "Beg for it."
"I don't beg, Shizu-chan."
"You will if you want to come."
Izaya snarled. Fuck he hated this guy. "Please." he muttered. Shizuo rose a brow. "Eh?"
"Please, Shizu-chan! Please, let me come all over your belly!"
The beg was done in that mocking tone that Izaya always used, but Shizuo let it pass. The longer he stayed in this ass, the more he wanted to tear the man apart- limb from limb. He let go of his grip on the man's penis and began jerking it. Izaya cried out as a few white ropes jutted out of his cock. Shizuo growled and hammered into Izaya, pouring himself into the other man.
Izaya winced at the feeling of Shizuo's come coating his insides. As the taller man slowed his thrusts and pulled out, Izaya rolled over onto the bed, stretching out his legs, one of them; or perhaps both, popped and he stretched like a cat. "Mn! That hit the spot."
"Yeah, whatever."
Shizuo grabbed a pack of cigarettes from his nightstand, wincing as he noticed the glass pieces and cigarette ashes by his large dresser. He lit the cigarette and tossed a scathing look to Izaya. "Why are you still here, flea?"
"How mean, Shizu-chan! You just ripped me a new asshole and I'm not allowed to recover?"
Shizuo's lip twitched, a ghost of a smile, before snarling at his foe. "Get the fuck out."
Izaya sighed, grabbing his pants, throwing them back on. "Shizu-chan, you monster! Ripping another pair of my good pants."
"Did you not hear me louse? I said get out."
Izaya grinned. "Until next time, Shizu-chan!"
Shizuo threw his lighter at him, missing as the door shut on him. Shizuo sighed.
Great. Now he'd have to get up and get his lighter.
