Frustration and seduction
Two days. It had been two painfully long days, the demon hadn't touched him or gone near him. Izaya spent most of his time at his desk or with the demon king. He was left on his own. He wasn't allowed to go out by himself, until Izaya told him to. He knew his lover was worried about him, but leaving him like this.
Shizuo groaned reaching under the covers,This was the demon's fault. His body craved him, he felt it every time Izaya was around, now that he wasn't the feeling was still there, but a lot more intense. His hand moved rhythmically, trying to bring himself to completion. It wasn't enough. It never was. He wanted the demon, inside him, making him full. Giving him so much pleasure, he only wanted more.
The blond sighed, as he washed his release from his hand. He was still aroused and no sign of Izaya. Had something happened while he was unconscious? The only ones who would know the answer was the three demons. He dried his hands, opening the door to the apartment. If Izaya wasn't going to tell him, he'd find the other two.
He reached the bottom of the stairs before he was grabbed around the waist, his head tilted back, looking into crimson eyes. "Why are you out here? Shizu-chan." Now he chooses to appear. "I needed fresh air." Those eyes looked straight through him. "Stay in bed." He struggled as he was lifted up and carried back up the stairs. "Oi, Izaya. Put me down."
The demon's grip tightened. The blond was still recovering, he shouldn't be outside and they still had that succubus to track. He grit his teeth as he felt his arousal become even more painful. Staying away from him helped a little. How much longer would he have to wait? Shizu-chan was still struggling, not helping the situation.
Once they were back in the apartment, he dropped the blond on the bed. Izaya had to use all his will power not to jump him. His mate stared up at him, lust clouding his eyes. "Get some sleep, Shizu-chan." He turned away from him, getting out of the apartment.
Shizuo blinked, watching Izaya leave. He had left him again. The blond stared down at his hand. The silver ring glinted back at him. Didn't the demon want him any more? He stayed where he was, thinking about what he could have done wrong. He wanted the demon so badly.
The only time Izaya came back was to sleep and if he thought the blond was doing something he shouldn't. Shizuo closed his eyes, sleeping alone in the large bed. He smiled as he felt the bed dip, the demon was back shuffling under the covers. The blond turned over, wrapping his arms around him. He felt the demon freeze, removing Shizuo's arms from his waist.
Shizuo turned over, feeling miserable at being rejected. He could feel his eyes water, biting his lip he forced his eyes to close. Until he was finally asleep. He didn't dream. The next morning when he woke up, the demon was gone. The blond climbed out of bed, heading for the shower.
Izaya may have been able to stop him leaving, but he couldn't stop others visiting. He smiled as he opened the door, letting the fortune teller in. "Shizu-Shizu." She took a seat on the sofa, Shizuo closed the door sitting opposite her. "May I?" The blond nodded, holding out his hand. Erika stared at nothing, as she read him. "Mikado-sama was right."
The fortune teller squealed, making him move back and wonder what she had seen in his future. "Iza-Iza hasn't said anything to you?" Shizuo shook his head. "Your energy was drained by a succubus." Izaya had told him that bit. The voice in his dreams had sounded familiar. "He's letting you recover. Mikado-sama told him no sex." The blond blinked. That was why he was avoiding him? Why didn't the damn demon say that? "How long for?"
He wanted to know, when he would see Izaya again. When the demon would hold him. "Mikado-sama, said it's up to you." Erika squealed taking something out of her pocket. She held out the silver handcuffs, that had engraving along them. "These are used to restrain demons. Mikado-sama wanted you to have them."
Erika smiled as he took them, moving his thumb over the unknown letters."Shizu-Shizu, Iza-Iza can't use your name against you." Shizuo's head snapped up. "Really?" That meant Izaya couldn't order him around. "Thank you, Karisawa." He tightened his grip on the handcuffs. "No problem, Shizu-Shizu. Mikado-sama said he didn't come to the human world to listen to Iza-Iza's sexual frustration.
He let the fortune teller out, smiling at the handcuffs in his hand. He felt better than he had in a long time. He could either wait until tonight, while the demon was sleeping, or make him appear now. Shizuo slipped the handcuffs in his pocket, stepping outside the apartment. Ready or not Izaya.
He made his way down the stairs, his foot touching where Izaya had stopped him last time. He sighed as he didn't feel the arm around him. He carried on going, seeing how far he would get. Shizuo was now standing outside the building, wondering where his demon was. "Shizuo!" He turned around looking for the voice. At the end of the street, there was Vorona. But that wasn't possible. Unless Izaya hadn't really killed her.
She was waving at him, as he stepped forward. "Shizuo." As he walked after her, she turned walking away. The blond quickened his pace trying to keep up with her. "Vorona!" She turned the corner, leading him into a mass of alleys. "Shizuo." He followed the blond hair, as it disappeared. Shizuo followed her blindly, his head was a mess.
Izaya had told him, he had killed her. He had seen it so why was she right there? She wasn't slowing down. He didn't know where he was now. The blond looked around blindly. Why wasn't the demon here? Shizuo stopped, turning around to retrace his steps. Which way was it he came from? "Shizuo." Vorona was standing in front of him, he could see her clear as day.
He blinked confused as she stepped forward, her arms around him. "Vorona?" The blond smiled up at him. "You forgot about me? Girlfriend." Shizuo shook his head. What was going on? "You died. You killed yourself." The blond smiled. "The attempt failed." She reached her hand behind his head, forcing his head down. She was a lot stronger than she looked. Her lips were on his.
He had to use all of his strength, to break them apart. Since when was she stronger than him? "Vorona. I'm married." She didn't slap him like last time, she placed her hand on his cheek, keeping it in place. "Mine. The demon won't have you." She knew what Izaya was? His head was jerked forward. As she crashed their lips together.
Vorona was refusing to let go, he was getting a bad feeling and now he recognized the voice from his dream. He tried pushing her away, knowing he was in danger. Her tongue wrapped around his, sliding down his throat. Shizuo felt sick, where was Izaya when he needed him. His eyes focused on the horns poking out, underneath blonde hair. Vorona was a demon. Things aren't as they seem. Karisawa's premonition came back to him.
His knees weakened, as she took his life force. How did he not realize? He was losing his strength, soon he wouldn't be able to push her away. Then he remembered Karisawa. The handcuffs. Vorona removed her tongue from his mouth, her gaze fixed on him. "Taste good. Mine Shizuo." What now was she going to drain him, until he was dead? He reached into his pocket, fingers curling around the handcuffs.
Shizuo was breathing harshly, using the wall to keep himself upright. Vorona reached for him again, he used his remaining strength, snapping the handcuffs on her wrist. She recoiled, moving away. Her horns were larger, her wings stretching out behind her. "Remove it." The blond laughed. Thank you Karisawa.
The fortune teller had saved him, or maybe that was the idea. He made his way along the wall, trying to get out of the alleyway. Vorona was behind him, but powerless for the moment and stuck in her demon form. His vision blurred and he knew he didn't have long. "I-zaya!" Where was he? "Iz-aya!" His fingers found his ring, clenching around it. He fell forward, hitting the concrete.
