SEQUEL
Title: Filled to the Brim Again
Rating: M
Pairing: Shiki x Izaya later Shizuo x Izaya
Prompt from the Drrr Kink Meme: I want a hot smut Shizaya continuation. Is that too much to ask, dear anon-san? ;_;
Uhm... I have a few things in mind..
Cowboy!Izaya, 69, Izaya being forced to call Shizu-chan "master"? ;o;, dry orgasm, Izaya coming without being touched, HAIR PULLING OHGODYES;o; and uh... Iderno. You can add anything you want.
Would it be weird if I asked for some spankies...? /
Author's Note: ... trying to fill all those smut requests resulted in this monster OTL (I don't think I can fill all those in that list but I'm trying to get as close as I can)
Disclaimer: I own none of these characters!
THIS STORY CONTAINS MALExMALE RELATIONSHIPS. You have been warned.
Shizuo looked from side to side. Once the synchronized sound of the safety being released was over, there was only the sound of Izaya moaning as he rode on top of Shiki. There was a thin smirk on Shiki's face as Shizuo looked down calmly. Anyone who knew Shizuo though, knew that he was almost at his exploding point.
"Peaceful, huh? Do you want to see how long it'll take me to take all your men down and demolish this place?" Shizuo cracked his knuckles. Shiki didn't look disturbed however, though his face was slowly flushing with Izaya's dedicated work.
"I doubt even you can take bullets from ten guns in your head and live, Heiwajima-san. And please, there are many alternatives to this situation. For example," Shiki smirked as he fingered Izaya's ass and stretched his entrance further, causing the informant to gasp and shudder.
"You haven't truly tasted our pet." Izaya froze at Shiki's words. Still shivering with arousal, he turned to face Shiki nervously. "S… Shiki… san?"
Shizuo too cocked his head to the side. "What are you getting at?"
"What I'm saying is, you can decide after you've tasted our sample. And you haven't finished tasting it."
"Shiki-san! You won't!" Izaya practically screamed into Shiki's ears. There was a note of desperation.
Shiki frowned at Izaya's outburst. "I believe I have said several times that pets do not talk. Do I need to re-train you?"
"Shiki-san! I've already let one of your fucking goons to fuck me and I even let you make me suck on that damn disgusting dick against my will! So if you think I'll let you-…!"
"Gag him." Shiki ordered with a bored look. Before Izaya could even finish his sentence, one of the men ripped off his own necktie and used it as a temporarily gag on Izaya's mouth, wrapping it tightly.
"Now then, where were we?" Shiki smiled back at Shizuo.
"The hell with you and your fucking samples. I'm not buying it." Shizuo retorted, meaning more ways than one.
"Surely a tiny taste can't hurt. Though I suppose if this meal isn't enticing, than I suppose you wouldn't miss it much if it's gone." Then the man, who had given up his necktie, pointed his gun at Izaya's head.
Shizuo burst out laughing at this ridiculous scene, "Are you using that louse as a bargaining chip? Everyone knows I want that flea dead!"
"Heiwajima-san, as much as we know of your reputation, do you really want someone to die because of you? A man of peace like yourself must not truly wish to see someone die in front of him, especially at a fault of his own. Besides…" Shiki caressed Izaya's flushed cheek as the raven haired man tried to talk behind the cloth.
"I've heard that your younger brother likes to star in action movies. It must be quite dangerous, you know… with all those wires and fake model guns with empty shell bullets… It would be quite a… …tragedy…" Shiki emphasized. "If those wires happen to cut accidentally, or those guns were loaded with real bullets." Shiki started to thrust upward. Izaya bounced once and came down on him hard. The informant groaned into the gag, his body shuddering.
Shizuo cracked his other hand's knuckles. "You're walking on a thin tightrope here yourself. Shall we find out who's faster, your men's bullet or my fists?"
"All I am saying is, I'm offering you a free sample. You may have a taste and then decide. You don't even have to decide today. You can go home and think about it some more." Shiki started to stretch Izaya's ass again as he plunged deeper, giving Shizuo a very good view of Izaya's other entrance.
"All you have to do is have a taste. Then you may go home unharmed. No one will get hurt. It's not bad of a deal, is it?"
Shizuo looked at Shiki dangerously, his eyes fuming with anger. Then he looked at Izaya, his most hated enemy. He looked pretty pathetic right now; his hands bound, his mouth gagged as he was forced to bounce up and down, using his ass to please the yakuza.
"Remove the guns." Shizuo said in a low voice.
"Heiwajima-san…." Shiki gave him a warning tone.
"I said remove the guns! How the fuck can one fuck anyone if they got guns pointed at them?"
Shiki gauged the situation carefully. After surveying, he motioned the guns to be lowered. Shiki knew that Shizuo was an honest man who wouldn't go back on his words. The men hesitantly lowered their guns.
Shizuo walked up closer toward Izaya and Shiki as all the men watched in silence. The only sound in this room was Izaya's small whimper as he was forced to ride Shiki's cock.
"Oi, louse. You look pretty pathetic." Shizuo spoke to him directly. Izaya buried his face on Shiki's shoulder, not wishing to face him. The raven haired young man was panting through his nose as his body trembled with denied orgasm for a long period of time.
Shizuo started to unbuckle his pants and Shiki smirked. Izaya, hearing the noise, turned to look down to confirm his fear. He started to struggle, trying to untie himself and somehow get away from this situation.
"Hold him down." Shiki commanded and the man who originally had the gun pointed toward Izaya's head, crushed Izaya's head onto the couch and forced him to stay put.
Izaya squirmed, whining into his gag. He did not like this. He did not like not being in control of his situation; his freedom of speech and movement stolen from him. It wasn't so much that he was being raped that was the problem, but rather the fact that he wasn't in control of the circumstances he was in and that someone else was exerting control over him. The lack of power to change the situation to what he desired was what Izaya hated the most, to not know. Knowledge was everything and the lack of knowledge and the unknown outcome of the future was what unsettled the informant. Just like how he hated Shizuo for not acting to his calculations, Izaya did not appreciate the fact that he was not informed of the situation he was in now and that it wasn't up to his decision that carried the flow of the events was what Izaya despised the most about his predicament. It was humiliating. And the humiliation ate his heart and ripped it to pieces painfully.
Izaya bit into the necktie that gagged his mouth and tried to prepare himself as Shizuo's hard cock touched the rim of his ass, which was already filled with Shiki's own cock. This was going to be painful. He wasn't going to enjoy it. After all being said and done, Izaya also did not enjoy being in pain, despite the rumors on the streets.
Shizuo too did not in his wildest dreams… no scratch that, since he did dream it. In fact, the DVD not only helped him dream it several times, but also made him think about it daily and nightly. Shizuo clenched his teeth. Either way, even if that DVD had helped him to think about fucking Izaya, he did not ever think that he'd fuck Izaya in this manner, while rubbing and feeling the dick of someone else at the same time.
Shizuo held onto Izaya's waist from behind and started to push himself inside.
"Nnngh….!" Izaya bit into his gag and trembled as he felt himself being stretched once more. Shiki continued to stretch Izaya with his fingers, helping Shizuo enter further. 'Fuck…!' was the only thing Izaya could think of as he felt Shizuo's large cock force its way inside him. He knew how large Shizuo's meat was through pictures and by figures but to actually know it in this fashion was something completely different. It was already too big, and having it inside him along with Shiki's was mind-shatteringly painful. Tears were forming by the corners of Izaya's eyes. His hands were wrapped around Shiki's neck and he was unable to wipe them away as it fell down to the side of his head.
"It… It's too tight…" Shizuo grunted as he held onto Izaya's trembling body. He felt his hard cock slide against the other man's meat as he slowly felt Izaya's hot walls envelope him.
"You're too nice, Heiwajima-san. He's only a pet, easily replaceable. You don't have to be so kind." Shiki spoke in his droll voice. As if that's the cue, one of the men marches up and lifts his leg as if he was about to kick Shizuo and help him bury himself inside Izaya.
"If you kick me…" Shizuo said in his low, quiet voice that sent shivers down the Yakuza underling's spine. "… then I hope you are prepared. Since that means I also have the right to kick you, fuck you up and rip a new hole in your other end, HUH?" Shizuo turned around and glared at the man threateningly. The man gulped and pulled back hesitantly.
Shiki nodded his head and the young subordinate hurried back to his position. Shizuo growled at Shiki, "I'm doing this at my pace, or the deal is off."
"Suit yourself." Shiki said, agreeably.
Shizuo took a deep breath and then slowly pushed himself again. Izaya moaned, his head still crushed under the other man's hand, though he tried to move himself a bit closer toward Shiki, his gagged necktie brushing against the older man's neck. Izaya was well lubricated luckily, so he was slick enough inside, but there were limits to everything.
"Here," Shiki started to pull out just a bit, giving Shizuo enough room to try to push himself inside. Shizuo panted, feeling the slippery lubrication and Shiki's cock stroke him as the Yakuza pulled out. Tightening his hold on Izaya's hips, Shizuo started to move in deeper, easier now that Izaya wasn't completely filled.
Once Shizuo was more than half-way in, in a tantalizingly slow motion in hopes it'll lessen than pain and the damage, Shiki also started to push himself back inside. Izaya yelped when Shiki purposefully used the tip of his head to thrust into his prostate, blinding him temporarily as he saw stars and his body trembled. It was painful. It felt good. Izaya panted roughly against Shiki's neck, his eyes shut closed as he clung to him.