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.
It was middle of the night as Shizuo walked out hurriedly to feel the cool nocturnal air breeze by. He had a splitting headache and a throbbing heartburn. He walked aimlessly, trying to swallow down the foulness that kept climbed up to his throat. He needed to get rid of it.
He checked his pockets for cigarettes but realized he had left them behind. He also forgot his sunglasses and his bowtie as well as his black vest. All he had were his shirt, pants, shoes, crumpled receipts and a pocket full of changes.
"Heh, I'm a mess," Shizuo lightly chuckled at his own wretched mess and looked around for a cigarette vending machine. Sure enough, there was one nearby, next to a flickering overhead light.
He walked over and put in the right amount of coins, which he just barely managed to do, and pressed for his brand of cigarettes. The machine made some 'ka-chunk' noise, but nothing came out.
Shizuo laughed, despite himself at his own bad luck.
"Ah, is this your payback for all those times I've abused you?" Shizuo patted the vending machine like an old friend and leaned against it.
"You know, you don't have to worry. Izaya's nowhere here. In fact, the flea's kinda tied up in my house. Haha… so I wouldn't be throwing you around any time soon," Shizuo talked to the vending machine that glowed with fluorescent lights.
"You'd think I'd be there right now, beating the shit out of him, taking my revenge on all those times that he screwed up with me… I wonder what I'm doing out here…."
Yeah… what was he doing… having perverted thoughts on the man he thought he hated since high school. Then actually having sex with him in a threesome…. not to mention that was his first sex to begin with. And then he actually felt guilty for hurting the louse. Lastly, he enjoyed having sex with Orihara Izaya. He never would have guessed that he'll be doing any of this when he had first met the raven haired boy with piercing scarlet eyes that intensely stalked him.
"Speaking of which, I didn't give him much chance did I… I decided I didn't like him as soon as I met him," Shizuo thought out loud as he remembered the first day he met him. Something about him was off. He smelled of everything that was just wrong, like when someone saw a moth colored brightly in yellow and red warning and danger signs. Shizuo noticed the signs that declared him as poisonous venom from miles away.
After several years of being backstabbed and sabotaged, young Shizuo started to rely on gut instincts alone as he was forced to face people attacking him left and right. He didn't have time to trust anyone; trust was something that was earned. And the only people who managed to earn it other than his family members were Tom senpai. Shizuo's gut feeling told him that this boy smelled of trouble. Lots of it.
Shizuo wasn't wrong. It took years for Shizuo to finally achieve some peace after taking Tom-senpai's advice and dyed his hair like a warning sign. After showing off some strength, everyone started leaving him alone… until Orihara Izaya came to his life and caused havoc. From day one, Izaya and Shizuo fought each other violently. Shizuo chased him and chased him, always one step behind that laughing maniac, and always one hand reach away from that fluttering black jacket that mocked him. Izaya sped away, his legs quick, and his flips in the air always flaunting his skills with unnecessary show-off way yet he was always still out of reach.
That was when Shizuo started throwing things at the louse.
Thinking back, he was the one man that Shizuo really wasn't afraid of hurting, because Shizuo really wanted to hurt him. What he would give back then to crush that jeering smirk and break that back that flipped in the air so flamboyantly.
Izaya had a flair that Shizuo could never mimic, that magnetic charm that shined not only in his display of parkour but the way people gathered about him. Everyone in the school knew Izaya was a dangerous friend to have, yet people flocked to him with need. Back in high school, the blond scorned it, saying how they weren't real friends and that Izaya was a pitiful creature without a friend. But thinking back on it now, Shizuo wondered if he was jealous. What he said was probably not wrong, in fact he remembered Izaya flinching a bit when Shizuo said it to that pompous face that one day. But Shizuo knew deep in his heart, he said it out of spite and envy, for they were both the same type of people colored in warning signs, but yet, why did Izaya so easily mingle with the crowd? People avoided Shizuo, and to be true that was what he had wanted and strived to achieve in middle school… but he could not help but feel the tinge of green that spread inside his heart at seeing Izaya in the center of attention.
Was it admiration? No, Shizuo refused to admit that he admired Izaya. But he did admit that he did have that one aspect of him that Shizuo credited him for, the ability to have people around him. Shizuo longed for it but denied it himself until he could bring himself to control his power and temper.
"I guess, it's a bit different though huh… I mean, it's not like Izaya had some strange abnormalities that would accidentally hurt people he loved…" Shizuo wondered out loud as he looked up into the night sky. The sky was gray as the city's pollution blocked out the lights from the stars.
It did not make sense to Shizuo why Izaya mingled with others yet separated himself. Why he had no problem getting close to people, yet cut himself off. He was always surrounded by people yet alone. Like during gym class, or class discussion, or during lunch breaks, he had no problem assimilating into any group of his choice. Izaya made friends within few seconds. However, by the end of the day, he was either with another group, or just by himself. Sometimes people worshipped him, which in itself was putting Izaya on a pedestal, and not in a par like friends should.
"I always thought he was just cocky and believed he was too good for everyone. But you know, thinking back on it, that must be still kinda lonely huh. Not being able to find anyone who can stay your friend for more than a day or a week… except Shinra. But he's a nutcase," Shizuo snickered as he remembered his other old friend.
Shizuo sighed and reminisced a bit. Like the time Izaya had threw down the barrels full of gasoline and they both got detention from the teachers. And the other time where Izaya tricked all their third-year senpai into thinking they finally got a valentine's day card from a cute girl and framed it on him. There was that one other time when Izaya sent a direct challenge letter to all the school district pretending it was from Shizuo so he had to fight every single banchou in the area. Ah yes, and then there was that one time when he…
Shizuo smirked. Izaya really was nothing but headaches and trouble. He always managed to find a way for Shizuo to search for him and try to beat the shit out of him at the end of the day. Even if he wanted to forget him, Izaya always found ways to spring traps for Shizuo to walk right into. Shizuo being short tempered just had to find that scheming louse and …
"Were you that lonely Izaya," Shizuo sadly smiled as he realized. "Did you really need to have someone to play hide and seek while you hid? Someone who would chase you down even if you hid in some far corner at the end of the earth, even if that monster would rip your throat out once he found you?"
"That night… was the first and only time you showed your true self to someone wasn't it. And not realizing this, I pushed you away and hurt you. You're such a brat Izaya, all you had to say was…." Shizuo paused. What could have Izaya said? After all those piled up hatred, Izaya couldn't come forward and tell him straight up that he just wanted to be a friend. So Izaya had told him… in Izaya-esque way. And young Shizuo was too caught up to see the bigger picture.
'It's too late!'
Izaya's scream rang in Shizuo's ears.
"Is it I wonder," Shizuo sat up, straightening his knee, and pushing himself off of the vending machine.
"Thanks for listening. Actually, you're not a bad listener. I should throw you less and talk to you more huh?" Shizuo chuckled as he gave a pat to the cigarette vending machine.
The vending machine thunk'ed in response and a pack of cigarette fell down the slot.
"Hey, what do you know. Thanks," Shizuo smiled as he picked up his cigarette pack.
"Guess I'll head back now… wish me luck," Shizuo waved at the subdued glowing lights that beamed quietly from the vending machine and walked back briskly. He had a lot of 'catching up' to do.
Shizuo came back with a cooler head and a determined heart. He closed the door behind him as he stepped into his apartment again. He snuffed out the last remainder of his cigarette before he opened the door to his bed room to check on Izaya.
Izaya lay on his bed still tied up and curled up toward one side of the bed with his crumpled maid outfit. His face was away from the entrance as he lay there shivering. Shizuo sat on his bed and the mattress sunk under his weight.
"Izaya…," Shizuo called out as he looked over. Izaya's eyes were closed as he appeared to be sleeping but Shizuo noted that he wasn't exactly sleeping per say. Rather, the informant was sweating pretty hard and looked as if he was not really there…
"Hey, Izaya," Shizuo patted his cheek to try to get his attention. Izaya turned to his side and whispered, "Shizu-chan? Are you back?"
Shizuo started to untie Izaya, a bit worried with the young man at the state he was in. Once Izaya was free, he lunged forward and wrapped his arms around Shizuo, starting to kiss him messily.
"Iza… mmmf… wait…. Mmnn… I have… nnmm…. somethi… nnnm… to tell…,"
"Not now, Shizu-chan," Izaya hissed as he kissed him desperately and his hand travelled down the toned chest to his pants. His other free hand dipped under his skirt to pump at his swollen erection. Izaya's eyes were glazed and his mouth very needy as his hand sought out for Shizuo's manhood.
"Dammit Shizu-chan! Why aren't you hard?" Izaya cursed a bit as he forcefully pushed Shizuo down to bed and unzipped his pants.
Shizuo struggled with Izaya, not wanting to hurt him, but confused at his reaction. "Izaya! What's wrong with you? Will you quit messing around-,"
"No, you quit fooling around, Shizu-chan!" Izaya interrupted his eyes still a bit unfocused but still slit in anger. "You left me right before finishing your job, in which you forced yourself on me first, which is a 'sexual assault' by the way, and you didn't even bother to untie me so I can finish the job by myself, you fucking brute! Do you know how much painful it is to have the damn whatever-drug Shiki-san decided was a good idea to give me so you can have some fun?" Izaya cursed some more under his breath as he ripped the pants down from Shizuo. "Why do I even bother explaining. Your brain's full of muscle, I bet you don't even understand what extacy or aphrodisiacs are."
"Wait, so he… drugged you?" Izaya was saying things too fast, expecting Shizuo to understand him with what little information he fed the blonde.
"Just… never mind. Fuck me already Shizu-chan!" Izaya burst out his frustration, furious that Shizuo was not erect anymore. How dare he get soft on him after all that teasing earlier?
Shizuo frowned. He came back and had fully prepared himself for a long serious talk. This… wasn't what he had expected. But Izaya's kisses were needy, desperate and… addicting. He still tasted great and it only made the blond want more. Shizuo was still a bit surprised at how much he did like being kissed and kissing back.
The blond winced when Izaya started to try to pump his cock roughly. "Wait, Izaya. I don't think…" Shizuo groaned as his length was harshly abused. Izaya tried to grind himself into Shizuo but it was no use, it just wasn't enough stimulation to satisfy Izaya's hunger.
Still on top of Shizuo, Izaya turned around, straddling him facing the other way as his mouth came down on Shizuo's shaft. Immediately there was reaction as Shizuo arched into that soft, warm tongue that licked him up and down. A groan escaped Shizuo's mouth as his body warmed up to the touch.
"Don't just lie there and wait!" Izaya hissed again, upset with Shizuo's inexperience. He lowered his own dick to poke at Shizuo's lips, demanding him to get to work.
"No teeth Shizu-chan, and please hurry," Izaya insisted as Shizuo still stared a bit at the engorged flesh up close. The blonde's fingers wrapped around it curiously, feeling the manhood throb under his touch. With his free hand, he pushed away the ruffles of the skirt that were in the way. Once again, he thought to himself how he never thought he'd be doing this with Izaya. He lost count by now with all these 'I never thought I would do this with Izaya', and at this rate nothing really surprised him.
Shizuo opened his mouth and took in the erection, feeling the length slide inside. Izaya instantly moaned loudly like a cat in heat as precum dribbled into Shizuo's mouth. Izaya moved his hips slowly, wanting that hot mouth to suck him dry and eat him up. Shizuo didn't know how to feel but Izaya tasted… sweet. Carefully he sucked on him, feeling Izaya shudder above him as his tongue glided up and down and his mouth drink his nectar. His strong arms helped Izaya stay above him as they gripped on to his thin waist.
Now that Izaya was getting his hunger satiated to some degree, he went back to his work. He wasn't planning on the amateur to take the lead. He opened his mouth to swallow Shizuo's shaft, his tongue licking at the head as he lowered himself. Shizuo groaned into Izaya's mouth at the sensation, which sent a gentle vibration to both their groins. Shizuo's length was longer, so whatever Izaya's mouth could not lap up, his nimble fingers caressed it tenderly. There was nothing but the sound of both of them sucking and licking each other's erection.
It wasn't long until Shizuo's length was fully erect and Izaya's hips moved more demandingly, swaying his ass as he wanted Shizuo to deliver him his long-awaited ecstasy. Izaya moaned into Shizuo's cock in his mouth before he pulled out to say, "Sh… Shizu-chan, I… I'm going to…"
Izaya's back stiffened as his toes curled around the bed sheets by Shizuo's sides when blindingly sweet orgasm finally hit him. Izaya poured his seeds into Shizuo's mouth, this time aimed properly so he wouldn't spray all over his face. Shizuo's mouth was instantly filled with hot cum and he drank it like it was warm milk.
Author's Note:
Rin Aoi: LOL I'm not sure why you thought I hated Izaya but he's my fav character and I love him a lot.
midnight13731: LOL enjoy the torture. Though I think I torture them both equally pff oops
Thank you for the comments guys. You guys are awesome *hearts