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Oh my, we're catching up to the part of this story that I haven't written yet! D: I will try to finish it on time to ensure the updates don't slow down, but I can't guarantee that because I just bought both Spyro games: A New Beginning, AND Eternal Night. It's getting really difficult to balance classes, Spyro, and fanfiction! D: I'll try to hurry, but I don't want to rush the ending!
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Izaya stood there, dumbfounded while Shizuo looked at him expectantly. Damn it, was the brute expecting him to show up or something? He didn't look the least bit surprised to see him like this!
No. He couldn't go through with this.
"This was a mistake. Sorry." Izaya quickly turned and was about to run for it when he felt Shizuo grip his upper arm, effectively preventing him from running away.
"What made you come here?" He asked the question as if he already knew the answer.
"Nothing." Izaya responded coldly. "I'm leaving now." He tried to tug his arm free to no avail.
"You wouldn't just show up like this without a reason." Shizuo pulled him in closer. Much too close for Izaya's comfort. "Tell me, what drove you to come here now of all times?"
"I… I…" He didn't know what to say. This man had been causing him so much pain in the last month… Hell, the last eight years! He tried to hold it back. He really did. But now that he was in such close proximity to Shizuo, he couldn't hold it back no matter how desperately he wanted to.
He cried. For the first time in eight long years, Izaya cried. And how fitting that it would be Shizuo who was the first to see his tears. He tried to wipe the tears away with his sleeve, but they wouldn't stop pouring down his cheeks. Izaya felt Shizuo's grip loosen while his other hand reached up and gently moved Izaya's arm from his face.
"C'mon inside. Don't want you getting sick again."
Shizuo gently pulled Izaya inside where he removed his snow-covered jacket and his shoes. Izaya let Shizuo lead him over to the couch where they sat down, Izaya still unable to stop the tears from flowing. Crying only made him feel worse, but at this point it was still better than trying to hold it in.
It wasn't until Izaya felt Shizuo's arm wrap around his shoulders that the pain finally began to dissipate. Izaya buried his face into Shizuo's chest, letting the tears continue to fall while small sobs escaped his lips.
After a few minutes, Izaya managed to compose himself. He took a deep breath and allowed Shizuo to hold him for a few minutes in silence.
"I just wanted to be alone." Izaya said quietly. "Why did you have to ruin it for me?"
"What do you mean by that?" Shizuo questioned.
"Ever since the night we had sex… I just couldn't stop thinking about you. I had gotten past that phase in high school, but then being with you brought it back worse than before! I was doing just fine being alone until then!"
"Izaya, I—"
"I hate you!" Izaya yelled. "I hate you, and I hate what you've reduced me to!" There was a short pause in which Izaya's voice softened. "I hate you, but… I love you. Damn it, I love you so much that it hurts!"
Before Izaya could continue, Shizuo covered his mouth with his own, placing his hand on the back of Izaya's head to prevent him from moving away. Izaya kept his mouth closed at first but it didn't take long for Shizuo to force his tongue past Izaya's lips.
Izaya struggled, not wanting Shizuo to make things worse, but he was completely powerless to stop it. The warm tingling sensation that suddenly shot through his body was the best thing he'd felt in the past month. He quickly gave in and allowed Shizuo to explore his mouth, far too lost in the feeling to even think about resistance anymore. All he could do was focus on the way Shizuo's tongue passed over his own and the way his fingers lightly ran through his hair.
Soon after, Izaya allowed his arms to wrap around the back of Shizuo's neck, pulling him closer and suddenly deepening the kiss, eliciting a small sound of surprise from Shizuo.
A few moments later, Shizuo broke the kiss. "If you were this desperate, why didn't you just come here sooner? You're too stubborn for your own good."
Izaya's only response was to seal their lips together again as if he could make up for all of those times in the past when he so desperately wanted those lips on his own. But now his secret was out, and there was no way he could go back to being alone after experiencing being with Shizuo. And Izaya had to admit, Shizuo was a great kisser whether he knew it or not.
While his tongue continued to twirl against Izaya's, Shizuo turned their bodies so that Izaya was lying on his back on the couch with Shizuo over him—not once separating their lips. When Shizuo did pull away from the kiss, it was only a second before his mouth planted itself on Izaya's neck, just below his jaw line, and began to gently suck and nip on the spot. Izaya's hands scratched at Shizuo's shoulders as a small moan escaped his lips. Apparently his neck was much more sensitive than he thought, especially when Shizuo moved lower to kiss the pulse in his neck.
Izaya lifted his head, exposing his neck and encouraging Shizuo to continue. Who would have thought that this would feel so good? Sure, the first time with Shizuo felt great, but now that Izaya was on the receiving end, he practically melted into a puddle at the attention—especially when he felt Shizuo tug his shirt up over his head, before removing his own shirt and revealing his bare chest.
And then he saw it. Maybe he didn't notice the first time because of the heat of the moment, but now he could see it clear as day. The single thin line of a scar across Shizuo's chest from the day that they met—the permanent mark that made Shizuo his after all of these years.
Shizuo seemed to notice Izaya's staring because next thing he knew, Shizuo was whispering in his ear. "Should I mark you again as revenge for this?" He lightly nibbled the shell of Izaya's ear, causing Izaya to shiver.
Before Izaya could respond, Shizuo was already sucking hard on Izaya's neck, just above his collar bone where the previous mark had already faded. Izaya let out a low moan as Shizuo marked him, feeling Shizuo's hand run up the inside of his left thigh at the same time.
Once Izaya felt Shizuo stop sucking, he opened his eyes, unaware of when he closed them. He could feel Shizuo's hot breath trail up along his neck while he traced the shell of Izaya's ear with his fingertip.
"Mine." He whispered into Izaya's ear.
"Haaah…" Izaya moaned, feeling the tingling sensation become full blown arousal at the utterance of the word from Shizuo's lips.
Izaya's moans grew louder as Shizuo began lightly running his hands over Izaya's torso, paying extra attention to the two hardening pink buds that stood out on his chest. Covering one with his mouth, Shizuo rubbed the other with his thumb, eliciting more sounds from Izaya in the process.
"Nnnaaah!" He didn't know when he had become so vocal, but having Shizuo do these things to him was overwhelming. Eight years of unrequited love and repressed feelings… Izaya was quickly losing the ability to think clearly as Shizuo continued peppering kisses across his chest and neck.
"Izaya…" Shizuo whispered between kisses along Izaya's collarbone. "Don't move."
"Nnggh…?" Izaya shifted on the couch when Shizuo stood and quickly turned the corner into his room. Izaya took a few moments to catch his breath, noticing just how much his arousal was straining against his pants. He reached down and began fumbling with his belt when Shizuo walked back in with the same small bottle of lube that they had used the first time.
Setting the bottle to the side, Shizuo quickly helped Izaya out of his pants and boxers before removing the remnants of his own clothing. Shizuo leaned over Izaya and locked their lips together again as he gently stroked Izaya's arousal, running his thumb over the slit a few times.
"HAAAH! Shizu-chan!" Izaya cried out breaking the kiss as Shizuo stroked him, feeling waves of ecstasy rush through his body as his blood ran south. He steadily began thrusting into Shizuo's hand, wanting nothing more than to feel Shizuo touching him.
Shizuo quickly stopped his ministrations to grab the lube, smiling softly at the small sound of disappointment that came from Izaya when he did so. After coating his fingers with the lube as Izaya did a month ago, Shizuo turned to Izaya with a slightly uncertain look.
"I've never done this before…" He admitted, "Just let me know if I'm hurting you."
"You won't." Izaya breathed, unable to take his eyes off of Shizuo's obscenely slick fingers.
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:3 Sorry to stop here, but I want to keep these chapters as even as possible!
Oh, I've picked a theme song for this fic too: http:/ www(dot)youtube(dot)com/watch?v=1MdOXtTlE3Y&feature=related