Christmas.

Izaya hadn't celebrated Christmas with someone since he was sixteen. He'd never returned to his parent's house for any sort of holiday or occasion after his coming out, he could do without their homophobic attitude.

It's not like it was a real loss. His mother had never been a very good cook and they were boring as humans. He was never really close with them either like most children were with their parents. They had always worked more than they had ever parented and his sisters only cared for one another – not that he blamed them.

For the last seven years, he had most spent Christmas as if it were any other day, working away and gathering intelligence, it never bothered him.

But now he had Mikado.

He had Mikado to spend Christmas with and thinking about it made him feel giddy.

They had agreed to spend the entire Christmas together, the teen had refused his parent's request to return to Saitama for the holidays stating that the break was too short for him to do so. He got two weeks off but he seemed to convince his parents that it would be too difficult to travel when it was snowing – which was true.

Everything was perfect.

Izaya hummed a tune from a random Christmas carol as he skipped down the streets of Ikebukuro. The ground was covered in the half-melted slush that counted as snow in Tokyo, most people took caution because it was slippery but Izaya was beyond that. His combat boots slammed into the mush which each movement, never sliding or slipping once.

He wanted to get a Christmas present for Mikado, he'd been thinking of things the teen needed – which seemed to be a never-ending list – and had come up with the perfect present.

A new computer.

There were two things Mikado was especially attached to, his phone and his computer. As the admin and leader of an online gang, it was essential. So after a few weeks, Izaya had decided on buying his lover a brand new, top of the range laptop for all his Dollars needs.

He had decided on a laptop on the teen could still work whenever he was. Nothing was more inconvenient than when Mikado holed himself up in the spare room on that boxy old computer of his. With a laptop, Mikado would have the freedom to bring it where ever he wanted, even to Izaya's apartment.

Izaya steps into the warmth of the electronic store and headed straight for the display of computers. The teen needed a fast speed laptop that wouldn't overheat with plenty of battery power. Izaya's sharp all-knowing eyes looked over the specs of several laptops before deciding on one.

Getting the attention of a store assistant, he explained he wanted to buy the laptop and the man nodded, disappearing into the back to get the device. Izaya sighed as he waited, he looked around at the nearby displays catching one for mobile phones.

Mikado needed a new phone too but he would surely be furious if Izaya were to give him both at once. "I might get one for his birthday." The man murmurs with a nod. Izaya eyes the latest phone noticing it was on sale. "Well." He smirked, "There's no harm in buying the both of them now."

He buys the two devices, paying a few extra yen to have them gift wrapped and with them tucked under his arm, a smirk on his face, he headed back to Shinjuku

In the familiar warmth of his office, he sat at his office and powered on his computer. Humming happily Izaya pre-ordered and paid for Christmas dinner – chicken with various sides and a small cake.

He clapped on it was done and smiled at his screen like a child. From across the room, Namie was looking at him, having drawn her attention with his clap. The expression on her face was one of confusion and disgust but Izaya neither noticed nor cared as he picked up his phone.

The small knife charm Mikado had brought from him looked quite ragged now, half the paint was missing and the entire surface on it was covered in scratches and such but he refused to take it off, he checked it often to make sure there was no chance it would fall off and happily kept using it.

Izaya text Mikado that he'd pre-ordered everything for Christmas and everything was ready. It took some time but his phone buzzed to inform him of his lover's reply.

[Yay! I can't wait. I still don't know what to get you yet though.] Izaya smiled as he read the text and chuckled slightly.

[I still want you wrapped in red ribbon~] He replied smirking as he put his elbow on the desk and rested his head in hand. The next reply came rather quickly which meant the teen was probably texting him in class.

[God, you're a pervert! It has to be better than that, something special!] Izaya could basically hear the teen protesting and he chuckled earning him another strange look from Namie who was silently dreading what had made her twisted boss so amused. Izaya didn't even notice her as he sent another message.

[My, but what could be more special than that?] He teased but honestly, he couldn't imagine anything better than the teen presented to him in such a manner. He'd always thought that red would be a nice colour of the teen's pale skin. Izaya loved when the teen blushed, dying his face red, he loved pinching the teen's nipples until they turned red and that time he'd spanked the teen's ass repeatedly, turning it red, was still one of his favourite memories.

Izaya licked his lips, whatever was better than that – oh, it had to be just utterly divine.

Izaya blinked, waking up from his peaceful sleep. The room was rather dim so he guessed it was early in the morning as he fully opened his eyes. A smile graced his face as the first thing to enter his vision was none other than the sleeping face of Mikado. The teen was curled up by his side, using the man's arm was a pillow.

Izaya took a moment to admire his lover's sleeping face, his long lashes and pouty lips. Feeling the arm the teen was on becoming uncomfortably numb now he was awake, he ever so carefully slipped it out from underneath his Mikado's head, replacing it with an actual pillow.

Izaya sat up, stretching his arms above his head with a slight groan. They were at his apartment which had an excellent view Shinjuku from the floor to ceiling windows that covered the entire south wall of his apartment. The sky was overcast which was why it was so gloomy in the room.

A smile played on the informant's lips as he realised it was snowing. It was snowing on Christmas day. He got out of bed, not bothering to change out of his pajamas which consisted of a light grey hoodie and black gym shorts before he left the room. The clocks were showing it just afternoon – definitely not early morning but it didn't bother him.

He turned on the lights to the kitchen and pushed up his sleeves. He wanted to surprise the teen with breakfast in bed – or perhaps it was more like lunch. He put on a pot of coffee before preparing the ingredients he needed to make pancakes. Once the batter was ready and the coffee was hot he poured two cups adding milk and sugar to Mikado's.

"I should probably wake him up a bit before I give him food." He spoke aloud to the quiet apartment. The man carefully carried the cups upstairs to his younger counterpart who was already sitting up, rubbing his eyes.

"Good morning babe." He smiled at the groggy teen who smiled back, looking at him quite disheveled, the hoodie he was wearing – the exact same one Izaya was wearing – had slipped off one shoulder, revealing his milky white shoulder, his black hair was a mess, random strands pointing off in different directions.

"Morning Izaya-san." He mumbled still rather sleepy and Izaya smiled fondly.

"I made coffee." He placed the teen's cup on the bedside table next to him, not certain he was awake enough to handle it. "It's hot so be careful." He reminded the groggy teen who nodded.

"Thank you." He said more awake now, his blue eyes brighter, no longer holding the haze of sleep. Izaya sat on the end of the bed beside Mikado as the teen reached out for his coffee, blowing on it slightly before taking a sip.

Izaya drank some of his own coffee. "I'm making pancakes for brunch, what do you want on yours?" he asked taking a rather long drink of his coffee. Mikado smiled looking at Izaya warmly.

"Can I have berries and ice cream?" the teen asked almost childishly and Izaya chuckled, leaning over to kiss the teen on the lips, enjoying the taste of creamy coffee on his lips.

"Of course dear." He stood up from the bed, his mug still in hand. "Stay here, I'll bring them up to you." He told the teen, leaning over to plant another kiss on Mikado's forehead. His lover beamed, closing his eyes as he enjoyed the affection.

When Izaya returned with two plates of pancakes, the teen was leaning against the headboard and looking outside with a content expression. Izaya climbed onto the bed, handing Mikado his plate before sitting next to him.

It was so peaceful, even the streets below them were quiet as they snuggled together and ate their food. Izaya had never felt so…blessed. Celebrating Christmas with the one he loves, eating pancakes in bed and watching the snow fall outside, it was like something out of a movie.

The blueberry pancakes he had made for himself were fluffy and tasted surprisingly good. Mikado must have thought they were good too as he dug into his own eagerly.

"What do you want to do today?" Mikado asked once they were done, Izaya took the teen's plate and stacked it on top of his before placing it on the ground beside the bed and out of the way.

They had plans for the evening, choosing to exchange gifts then but in the hours before that, there was no plan. Izaya pulled the teen close, admiring their matching clothes. "Well, I have an idea of what we could do." Izaya purred as he pushed the teen down on the bed, a predatory smirk on his handsome face.

A quiet chuckle escaped the teen's lips as a smirk graced his face and he wrapped his arms around Izaya's neck. "You always have the best ideas." He murmured before pulling the man down into a passionate kiss.

Izaya pried open the teen's lips with his tongue, tasting every corner of his small mouth. Their tongues brushed together making a jolt pleasure go down Izaya's spine. He pulled the teen's tongue into his own mouth, sucking on it slightly which made the teen moan quietly, the vibrations inside his mouth making Izaya shiver.

The teen was the first to pull back, pulling on the man's bottom lip slightly as he did so. They met eyes and Izaya couldn't breathe. Mikado's eyes were like fire, burning into the deepest part of his body and soul. They were slightly clouded with lust and pleasure but beautiful nonetheless.

Izaya ground their hips together enjoying the gasp that escaped Mikado's swollen lips as their hardening lengths rubbed together through their clothes. Izaya smirked, latching his mouth onto the smooth skin of his lover's neck, sucking and nibbling the flesh – marking it.

"Mhm!"

Izaya's mind seemed to be blank. All he could focus on was the feeling of the teen under his hands and the growing heat in his own body. He pulled the teen's borrowed sweater off him in one move, throwing it elsewhere. Izaya's hands instantly hand down the teen's naked torso, enjoying the feeling of the skin under his hands and the little gasps and jolts the teen gave as he brushed over his ribs and hips.

Leaning down, Izaya kissed his breathless lover again before trailing gentle kisses down his collarbone and chest before his mouth found a hardened nipple.

"Ahn!" The teen shivers as he felt the man's lips brush over the sensitive nub. Izaya smirked, opening his mouth only to bite down harshly.

"Ah-!" Mikado cried out in a mixture of pain and pleasure which only made the man more aroused than he already was. He licked the abused nub as if to apologise for the rough treatment. Oh, how Izaya loved how they darkened in colour when he teased them, becoming red and swollen.

"Izaya-san!" Mikado's body trembled as he kneaded the other nipple with his fingers. Izaya chuckled when his lover bucked his hips up, he was rock hard and getting impatient. Izaya could feel his own erection in his underwear, straining against the material painfully. The teen's voice was just too sweet and his expressions to erotic for the man to hold back.

"S-stop… ahn! …teasing me…!" the teen begged as he writhed under Izaya's body, short pants escaping his red lips, his eyes moist with oncoming tears. Izaya chuckled and smirked down at his lover. It seemed the teen had enough of teasing for now. Izaya pulled off his own hoodie, throwing it behind him. It was hot, too hot now, his skin felt like it was burning.

Izaya grabbed the waistband of the teen's pants and in one fluid motion, Mikado was completely naked. God, he's so gorgeous…every time I see him… he didn't get much time to marvel at the teen body before Mikado grabbed the waistband of his shorts and roughly pulled them down, switching their positions so Izaya was beneath him.

Izaya smirked as he looked deep into the boy's blue eyes which were hungry with desire. Izaya couldn't help but shiver as Mikado's hands roamed his chest, feeling every patch of bare skin he could as his lips kissed down the man's torso.

He's so feisty today, mhm, I can't say I dislike it. It's kind of hot to have him in charge, he doesn't do it very often.

Izaya jolted and gasped when Mikado swallowed his weeping dick into the back of his throat. "Ah-fuck!" Izaya clenched his teeth as that tongue expertly ran over where he was most sensitive. He could feel the teen's throat constrict around the weeping tip of his dick and a breathless moan left his lips.

He could feel himself building, in his abdomen was a white burning heat that was running up his spine. Izaya reached out for the lube which now had a home on his nightstand and coated his fingers with the slippery liquid. As he pressed the first finger into the tight hole teen trembled, moaning around his dick which delighted him with vibrations.

"Does that taste good baby?" he breathed adding another finger after few shallow thrusts, he was getting impatient now, Izaya wanted nothing more than to fuck the teen fast and hard. Mikado ground back on the man's fingers, his tongue licking the precum beading from the tip of Izaya's rock hard erection.

Izaya withdrew his fingers and Mikado wasted no time positioning himself, the man swallowed heavily when he felt the tip of his dick pressed into the teen's hot, wet hole.

"Ahhn…" Mikado trembled as his ass swallowed Izaya's erection. The man gritted his teeth, watching as his length disappeared into the teen's body. It felt so good, the teen was tight and twitching around him.

"Mikado…" Izaya breathed as the teen's skin met his when he was fully inside. The teen panted looking at the man beneath him, shivering at the feeling of being filled so completely. Izaya ground his hips up, growing impatient. Mikado moaned quietly and raised his hips.

Izaya gasped when Mikado slammed down hard, "Ahh!" the teen moaned loudly as he continued to bounce up and down on Izaya's dick, he was rough, hard and fast. Izaya licked his lips and his hands grabbed the teen's waist, helping him move even faster.

The white-hot pleasure flowed through Izaya as he admired his lover. His face was a beautiful mess as his head tilted back in pleasure, his nails digging into Izaya's stomach.

"Ah, Izayah~!" Mikado cried drool escaping from the corner of those red, swollen lips. Izaya smirked,

"Is that good? You just love my dick don't you?" Izaya taunted breathlessly and Mikado shuddered, tightening around Izaya at the lewd words.

"Hah! Ah! Yes! I do!" Mikado cried loudly, the loud sound of their skin slapping together filled the bedroom as well as the erotic sound of the teen's voice.

"Your ass is made just for me, isn't it Mi-ka-do~?" Izaya purred and the teen nodded frantically, agreeing with him. Mikado tightened around him again, his dick leaking precum that smeared all over Izaya's stomach.

"Such a dirty little boy." Izaya breathlessly smirked and Mikado moaned, slumping forward to sloppily kiss Izaya who eagerly kissed back.

"Ah! Augh, Izaya-san!" Mikado moaned his movements were slowing, the pleasure making his body weak. Izaya slammed his hips up into the teen, hitting his prostate dead making Mikado shriek in pleasure.

Ah! I can't tell where he begins and I end anymore- fuck-! Izaya gritted his teeth, his body and Mikado's fit together like a puzzle. He could feel himself getting close, the hot white heat scorching his entire body making his balls tighten.

Izaya's eyes widen as Mikado reached to grab his own dick, jacking himself off in front of Izaya's very own eyes. "Fuck!" Izaya groaned at the sight. It was hot, too hot. Izaya slammed into Mikado's prostate. His dick jerked as he orgasmed hard, his cum coating the teen's raw insides.

"Ahhhh! Izaya!" Mikado threw back his head all but screaming as the feeling of being filled up threw him over the edge. His cum spilled over Izaya's chest, warm and sticky on the man's skin. Mikado collapsed into Izaya, his cum smearing on their chests as they panted and gasped, trying to catch their breath.

Izaya wrapped his arms around the teen's waist, enjoying the feeling of just being inside of Mikado and made no effort to pull out despite the fact his dick was growing limp. Izaya brushed the sweaty locks of the teen's fringe from his face and kissed him.

"I love you."

"I love you too." Mikado smiled despite his face being a mess of bodily fluids. Mikado kissed him, their tongues moving in sync as it became messier and more desperate. The teen pulled back to whimper as Izaya's member started to grow hard inside of him.

Izaya hummed at the erotic feeling and smirked, "You didn't think I would let you go just yet did you?"

Mikado squirmed and moaned quietly in response.

Izaya sighed in satisfaction leaning against his lover. The table in front of him was still full of food but he was already full. He glanced at Mikado who was leaning on his side dressed in Izaya's hoodie and his underwear eating a slice of cake, licking the cream off the spoon in a way that made Izaya want to blush.

Dinner had been amazing. The food had been delicious though it was impossible for them to eat it all, they'd made a rather impressive dent. Izaya touched his stomach looking at the decent sized bump the food had made. It was almost embarrassing knowing it was on display as he'd only pulled on a pair of sweatpants after getting out of the shower.

Mikado set down his plate with a sigh. "That was really good." He smiled and Izaya agreed.

"Yeah, I'm so full I think I could burst open." He groaned and Mikado chuckled and poked his belly.

"If I rub it will I get good luck?" he teased with a playful smile and Izaya snickered.

"I'm afraid not, I'm no budda." Izaya grinned. "However, I do have an offering to give you my dear." He pulled away from Mikado who chuckled and shook his head amused by the man's words.

Izaya felt giddy as he hurried to the bedroom to retrieve the teen's present from where he'd hidden it in a suitcase in his closet. He returned to the lounge room with the red and gold package in his hands and a card. He sat next to the teen once again and handed them both over to him.

"Merry Christmas~" Izaya sang cheerfully and Mikado looked at the present in awe, probably shocked at the size and weight of it. Izaya waited excitedly as the teen opened the card and read the contents, his face softening, his eyes growing damp with tears. Izaya smiled tenderly, he knew what was so touching, he'd written the card after all.

'Merry Christmas my dearest Mikado,

I am so glad that you're here with me right now, it's truly a blessing to be with you.

I hope that every Christmas will be like this one – shared together, with you by my side.

I hope you love and enjoy your present, you deserve the very best.

I can never express how much you mean to me through gifts but I still want to spoil you forever.

Love always, Izaya.'

"Naw darling, don't cry." Izaya murmured tenderly, leaning over to plant a sweet kiss on his lover's lips. He pulled back with a slight chuckle as Mikado wiped his eyes, a smile on his face. His attention drew to the present of his lap and the teen carefully opened it. Izaya watched him eagerly, he was excited to see the teen's reaction.

"Oh my god." Mikado gasped in shock and Izaya grinned. "No way, a laptop!" he exclaimed looking at the older man with wide eyes, a huge smile on his face.

"Only the best for you babe."

"Oh, Izaya!" tears of happiness flowed down the teen's face as he threw his arms around Izaya's shoulders. "T-thank you so much." Mikado held him tightly and the man hugged him back. "I'm so lucky to have you." He spoke through his tears.

Izaya closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of holding the teen in his arms. Soon Mikado pulled back, sniffling and wiping the tears from his face with a smile. "Wait here, I'll be right back." He jumped to his feet and all but ran into the bedroom.

Izaya sighed in happiness, a small smile on his face. That reaction was the best present I could have asked for. God, I love him so much. He closed his eyes, relishing in the feeling of pure joy he was experiencing.

The sound of Mikado's hurried footsteps made him open them again. Mikado dropped to the floor beside him with a wide smile. Izaya titled his head at the sight of nothing but an envelope in the teen's hands.

"I'm sorry it's nothing expensive." Mikado said sheepishly handing the fancy silver and blue envelope to Izaya.

"Money doesn't matter baby." Izaya smiled at the teen who blushed slightly. Izaya ran his fingers over the envelope, admiring the details of the expensive stationary before breaking the wax seal to open it.

'Dear Izaya,

I couldn't decide what to give you after months of searching but your words kept echoing in my head so I have come up with a gift to give you:

A twenty-four-hour pass for Orihara Izaya to do whatever he wants to me, Ryugamine Mikado.

I think you will enjoy this the best – let your wildest fantasies come true, Izaya.

I love you with everything that I am.

Merry Christmas,

Love forever, Mikado.'

Izaya looked at the teen stunned, "A-are you serious? Anything I want?" he stuttered in disbelief and Mikado nodded with a shy smile.

"T-there are sound limitations but yes, you can do anything you want to me for a whole twenty-four hours.

Izaya's mind was racing. Every fantasy he'd ever had of Mikado flowed into his head. He could do anything - he could tie him up, he could do this, he could even do that – the possibilities were endless!

He kissed Mikado, tenderly despite his wretched thoughts. Their lips moved together more sometime before Izaya pulled back, just an inch. "It's the best present I've ever gotten." He breathed before smirking. "I'll have to think long and hard about all the nasty things I want to do to you." He purred seductively making the teen shiver, his eyes clouding ever so slightly as his cheeks blushed.

"I'm glad you like it." The teen breathed and Izaya chuckled, despite the sexual tension neither of them had any energy to have sex again, they'd gone at it all afternoon after all. Izaya pulled Mikado against his chest, wrapping his arms around the teen protectively.

He smiled warmly as he watched the snow fall outside the window. People were probably going out to look at the lights or such but Izaya couldn't be happier with where he was. It was definitely the best Christmas the informant had ever had in his entire life. Speeding the entire day perfectly content and happy to just be with each other.

They stayed like that all night, cuddling and talking as the snow piled up outside but in the warmth and love of each other they were happy as they smiled and laughed, feeling no need to leave the apartment until the sun rose the next day and morning came.

TO BE CONTINUED NEXT WEEK.

Review Replies:

rinxlenfan4ever: Haha Erika is basically me in that situation. There's nothing better than cute boys in cat ears! Thank you so much! I try to make my writing as interesting as I can.

Bloody rose 16: Shizuo does have some bad timing, he'll be ruining more moments in the future! I know right? Though, I think season two showed more of his caring personality which was great! He's such a beautiful soul ❤️