Title:- A fitting punishment

Rating:- M

Pairing:- Izaya x Shizuo, Hibiya x Delic

Disclaimer:- I don't own Durarara

Summary:- Sequel to Love intervention. Izaya and Shizuo have reconciled, though the informant is angry that the host touched his lover and not just once.

A/N: Thank you for the reviews. This one is for Kitty lover. The next one will be for Roxanne the great. Enjoy.

"Ah! En-ough...Iz-nn!" The uncontrolled and barely understandable moans left his parched lips, rebounding off of the bedroom walls. His traitorous body refused to move the way he wanted, instead useless fingers twitched against the sheets, his strength drained so much that he was unable to grip the soft cotton. "...Too...m-much..." His hips jerked forward, his weeping arousal brushing against the white sheets and that slight friction was a god send. Sharp nails dug into his sides as he was held. His lover's voice was a breathless laugh against the shell of his ear. "Enough? This is nowhere near enough, Shizu-chan!"

Dyed blond bangs fell over his eyes, his arms gave out, sending him face forward into the overused mattress. His knees had already given out, leaving him nearly flat. Izaya was on his own knees as he thrust deep into him, slamming into his pleasure spot. Barely able to lift his head, the led lights blinked at him from the bedside table. Eighty four hours and fifteen minutes. That's how long it had been since he had called for help and Izaya had found him on some sort of sex toy lounger.

After his uncontrollable cousin had left, he had been taken out of his apartment, being dragged to the flea's in Shinjuku. Some woman had been dismissed until Izaya said otherwise, he was then shown the bedroom - He hadn't left the room since. Not that he knew what the room looked like, he had only become accustomed to the bed he hadn't been allowed to leave. The only times he left the mattress were to eat and wash. Ninety nine percent of the time he wasn't even alone then, his lover continuing their session against the cold glass of the shower door.

"Ah! close!" His hips jerked desperately rubbing against the sheets. There was a soft laugh in his ear, his lover just as breathless as he was, though Izaya his it a lot better. "Cum for me, Shizu-chan!" That command shot through his body, forcing the feeling in his lower belly out. "Ahn I-Izaya!" Shizuo felt his face flush, not feeling the familiar splatter against his belly or the stickiness between him and the sheets. He had cum dry, his body had been worked past it's limit. "Shizu-chan!" Izaya had no such problems, filling him up with his seed. He remained where he was, breathing heavily as he tried to come down from his high.

His body temperature rose when a weight rested over him, Izaya collapsing on top of him. "Ha ha! I guess that is enough." His lover barely managed to pull out, before they rolled onto their sides and fell asleep arms and legs entangled.

The next morning the pair didn't move, the warmth between them wanted to stay, so they remained in bed, immersed in each other. It made him wonder why he had ever hated the flea. "What are you thinking about?" Placing a soft kiss on Izaya's forehead, Shizuo smiled. "Us."

"Good boy. We should get up soon, My cousin will be here later today." Ah that was right, the punishment for Delic. "Oh! okay." Izaya grinned. "You look so disappointed. Don't worry protozoan, Hibiya won't be here for long. Just don't try and kill him."

It was a pointless promise, as soon as he saw him he knew that they wouldn't get along. Hibiya looked identical to Izaya, except for the stupid child's outfit the man was wearing, which had a golden cape and a matching crown. Even Izaya's smile seemed forced as he greeted his cousin. "Welcome to Ikebukuro, Hibiya." The other male snubbed Izaya, storming up to him and shoving the luggage bags into his chest. "Commoner take these to my room." Shizuo blinked in disbelief. His fingers clenched as his temper hovered near the surface, ready to erupt.

A hand rested on his shoulder. "Hibiya don't speak like that to my lover." The cosplay prince smirked turning to his cousin. "Another one of your toys? How long until this one breaks?" Izaya was right. He wanted to kill the brat. "I calle-" Hibiya raised a hand, cutting him off. "Requested. You requested that I came to see you. I only decided to listen because I was bored." The two ravens didn't get along well. "Well then, if you want to have something fun to do..."

"Delic? He looks like this commoner here?" Shizuo grit his teeth. "Yes, he looks like Shizu-chan. He's a host, disobedient and rebellious." Golden eyes sparkled. "Rebellious? Hm. Where do I find my new servant?" The blond swallowed, His cousin was a pain but did he really deserve the arrogant cosplay prince? Izaya had already given up the address.

"I'm not sure about this, flea." Hibiya had strutted out as soon as he had the information, leaving the pair alone. "Best case scenario they fall in love with each other. Worst case they hate each other." Slim arms snaked around his waist. "You're worrying about nothing, protozoan. Now let's get back to what we were doing."

Delic raised the woman's hand, placing a small kiss on the top. "Until we meet again." His companion flushed crimson, swooning to the side. She was quickly picked up and taken to the resting room. "Delic! Another one?" Adjusting his headphones, the blond shrugged. "What can I say? It's not my fault." The other host sighed, handing him a clipboard. "Another client for you." Delic blinked. "A male?" Looking at the information, it looked like a kid in cosplay. Looking closely he could see the similarities to the guy Shizuo was in love with. Hibiya Orihara. Yeah they were definitely related. "Is there a problem?" Handing the information back, he smiled. "No problem."

The next night the pair met for the very first time. Delic was lounging on the corner sofa in his area of the club. A loud cough caught his attention. Standing just outside the rope that sectioned each area was his play toy. Nice try Shizuo. Or maybe it was Izaya? The man with such ugly possessiveness.

The brat was just like his profile picture. He was dressed in a white high neck tunic a long gold cloak sat around his shoulders, that matched his eyes. A small golden crown sat perched on glossy raven hair. "How long are you going to keep me waiting?" Oh dear, it looked like this one was going to be trouble.

Slowly standing up, Delic stepped towards the rope, reaching out to lift the raven's hand. Gold eyes glared at him, slapping his hand away. "How dare you touch me without my permission!" Everyone turned around to look at the pair. He the top host in the club had just been rejected. Keeping his charming smile, instead he simply lifted the rope gesturing to the comfy sofa. "My apologies, this way my princess." Hibiya smirked taking his time to pass through, as the rope dropped he kicked out, the heel of his white boot slamming into the blond's thigh. "Don't insult me with your insolence. Clearly I am a prince."

"Once again my apologies, I mistook your fairness." This wasn't going his way at all. "Hm! I'll forgive your impertinence. Why are you sitting so close to me?" That was the idea of his area, the closer the better. "Sit further away." Delic sighed. "There isn't anywhere else to sit."

"There's the floor." The blond blinked. "I'm sorry?" Hibiya shrugged. "Don't be. Sit on the floor." Was he serious? "In that case let me get another seat." The floor rushed to meet him as he stood, a sharp pain in his leg causing him to stumble. "You'll do as I say. He warned me that you were disobedient."

One hour. It was the most embarrassing time in his life. The haughty prince continued acting high and mighty, being a demanding annoyance. The raven never even spoke his name. Trying to make out that he hadn't been looking at the time every five seconds, Delic sighed. "Ah! It looks like our time is up." This time he took the raven's hand just to piss him off, placing a kiss against the soft flawless skin. "Well then, until we meet again." When there was no answer, the blond raised his eyes, his blood freezing in his veins. Gold eyes were fixated on him, a small blush on his cheeks. Shit. "You aren't bad...for a servant."

Shizuo groaned, poking his head out from the covers. Reaching out he picked up his ringing phone, his cousin's name flashed across the screen. "Hel-" the voice on the other end cut him off. Call him off. Hibiya is bugging me because of you and Izaya, right?

"Delic? What's wrong?" Though he already knew what it was about. You know what's wrong. That guy is a nightmare! I just spent an hour sitting on the floor and listening to every damn demand. Not only that he's had all my other slots taken up. An hour was enough. I can't deal with him any longer than that.

Listening to his cousin rant, he noticed Izaya standing in the door way. "He's nothing to do with me. I'll ask Izaya." There was a frustrated sigh on the other end. I don't see why I should put up with this. Wasn't he the one that cheated on you? Shizuo froze gripping the phone. He was met with a dial tone as his cousin hung up. "They've met then?" Returning the phone to the bedside table, the blond moved away as Izaya tried to kiss him. "Shizu-chan?"

"I almost forgot. Why are Delic and I being punished? You cheated on me. I wouldn't have let him near me at all if you had kept your damn dick in your pants." Stupidly he had gone along with everything. Izaya's gaze was steady. "Are you finished? I didn't cheat on you. I spread a rumour that I did. I wanted to see your reaction and you know even after everything I did to mess with you, you still chased after me, Shizu-chan."

Shizuo blinked. "I saw you with her, you were both naked. Don't lie you manipulative flea." His lover laughed mockingly. "All pretend. All for your benefit. I had to make sure you would never want to leave me. I never ended our relationship protozoan. If anyone cheated it was you!"

"B-but you-" Izaya kissed him, crawling on top of him. "Don't worry I've forgiven you. I know now not to let you out of my sight. You'll be moving in with me so you can't do anything stupid. Now I think you've rested enough, Shizu-chan." Yep his lover was an ass hole and stupidly he still loved him.

"Delic! Why can't I see you?" One of his regulars ducked under the rope, pushing him against the sofa. The woman was in tears. "I wanted to see you so much, but they wouldn't let me in." Gently brushing her long hair back, the host put on his best charming smile.

"I too have missed you, my princess." His hand froze, fingers barely touching her cheek. It had been a week since they had first met. By then he could sense when the raven stepped into the room. Sure enough the arrogant prince was standing at the entrance, filling him with dread. His heart jumped out of his chest at the smirk he was given.

"My apologies that this meeting is over so soon." Gently pushing the woman off of him, the host attempted to head out the back entrance. Usually he would never run from anything. Hibiya was a different case entirely. "You there! Stop!" Like he would listen. He found himself cornered as he ran out of the door. "Hibiya-sama your orders?" He was quickly held, the cosplay prince coming closer. "Bring him with us." Throwing the men off of him, Delic ran from the club heading for the cause of his nightmare.

His cousin's apartment was empty when he got there, completely out of breath. Not only that all the furniture was gone. As he checked the bedroom, the door slammed shut, the click of boots could be heard against the floor. "I'm tired of you running away from me." Shit. The bed was the only thing left in the room, helpfully made, no doubt thanks to Shizuo's lover.

"What do you want Hibiya?" The raven stepped closer, "Its your job to serve me." The golden crown fell to the floor, rolling on its side, the cloak left slim shoulders. "I want to sleep with you." Fine. If that was how he wanted it. "Why didn't you just say so? I'll have to charge for the premium service though." Holding out his hand, he waited for the raven to take it.

"You! You do this with all of those women you see?" Slim arms were shaking. "Only the ones I like. If you don't want to you can leave." Removing his headphones, they fell to the bed, followed by his white jacket. Delic raised his eyes as he worked on his belt. His fingers froze at the cold gaze he was given. "I see. My servant really is filthy." His eyes widened as he was yanked from the bed, his knees hitting the floor. "I command you to suck me off."

Those eyes left no room for argument, neither did the fingers curled in his hair. "Lift your clothes." The sharp sting across his cheek made him recoil. "Don't order me around." The cosplay prince disrobed anyway, standing naked in front of him except for the knee length white boots, probably to step on him if he disobeyed.

Cupping the raven, he moved his head forward, opening his mouth, taking every inch in. The blond didn't mind sex or fooling around, it came with his job. The closest he had ever come to be being serious was with his cousin and even that hadn't lasted long. No one had managed to stir his heart and that was the way it would stay.

Closing his eyes, he got to work, licking along the length inside his mouth. Hibiya let out a small noise, which he ignored, instead focusing on ending what had only just begun. His free hand was used to hold his ground. "Not bad... for a servant." The grip on his hair tightened. Moving his fingers against the soft skin of the raven's balls, earned him another moan. His own pants were becoming tight, it didn't go unnoticed. Delic gasped at the pressure against his crotch, knowing it was one of those damn boots. How the hell had the cosplay prince been able to move? "You. You're in this state already?"

His eyes snapped open, fixing onto the golden ones looking down at him. "Like you can talk. Shut up and let me work." Lightly tugging at the skin, he rolled the sacks in his palm, glad that the raven had closed that mouth of his. Bobbing his head lightly, he began to lick and suck, nipping the skin slightly as he took him into his mouth again, past his non existent gag reflex and swallowed. "Ah!"

Delic wiped his mouth smirking as he was pushed away, his back hitting the floor. "Enough! Get on the bed." Hibiya was flushed, pointing at the bed. Picking himself up, he moved closer, reaching out a hand. "Don't tell me this is your first time? Don't worry I know how to treat my clients. I'll be gentle." The blond frowned as the raven looked at him smugly. "I think that you have the wrong idea."

The cosplay prince climbed onto the bed, laying flat, his cock standing proudly. "You will be riding me." The host remained where he was standing. Not once had he ever been bottom, he had always been top. "Why the delay? Unless that is the only place untouched?" Damn it. Kicking off his pants and boxers, he climbed onto the bed. "I don't suppose you have any lubricant?" He received a blank stare. "Never mind."

Positioning his body over the raven, Delic sucked on his own fingers. How many people had he done this to? "I'm getting impatient." Who cared? "I need to prepare myself." Gold eyes pierced through him. "A good servant would prepare themselves beforehand." He wasn't going to rise. Keep calm. "I don't recall being one of your servants." His eyes widened as he slipped one finger into his virgin hole. "Shit."

The unknown feeling was already affecting him, his arousal hard and dripping. "Add another." Why was he even following the orders he was being given? Slipping another one in, his free arm gave out, sending him sprawling onto the sturdy chest in front of him. This was the only time ever that he would do this. "I have changed my mind." Long fingers gripped his chin. "This expression suits you. I demand you show me more."

Adding a third finger, he began stretching his tight entrance, his body shivering as he accidentally brushed something inside himself. "Shit!" So this was how his cousin felt. The pleasure was something else entirely, already he was shooting his load, surprising Hibiya and himself. Well this was humiliating. Removing his fingers before he could make a fool out of himself, Delic rolled his hips as he plunged down on the waiting erection.

"Ah!" Hibiya was barely inside him and already he could feel the pulsing heat. This whole situation had been a bad idea. He should have just gone back home, why had he stayed? This was dangerous. His body shook and hell his eyes began to leak, small tears pooling at the corners before dropping down onto to his cheeks. Hands gripped his hips as he was forced further down, taking the raven in all the way to the hilt.

"You are tight." It came out a hiss, he couldn't really bring himself to care. "I have changed my mind. I am upgrading your status from servant." Slowly lifting himself up, Delic slammed down, causing both of them to moan. "To what? Fuck buddy?" He shuddered as Hibiya thrust up into his sweet spot. "What a vulgar term. You will be my princess." You have gotta be kidding me.

His back hit the soft covers as he was pushed away, Hibiya pulled his legs over slim shoulders, thrusting into that same spot. "Cut it out. Who are you calling your princess?" He was a host, he wasn't there for exclusive use. His mood was dipping, even as his heart beat quicker, filling him with something disgusting. "You, Delic." Shit. He was in trouble.

Throwing his head back, his hands gripped the sheets, letting the arrogant prince play with his body. "Ah!" Why was it someone like this? But right now it didn't matter. He knew what love was and it was already too late to stop it. "I demand that you put your arms around me." The blond did as he was told. It wasn't really a demand, so the raven had a cute side to him.

Rolling his hips, he met the raven for every movement, enjoying the pleasure that coursed through him. "Delic!" Maybe this wouldn't be too bad. If it became troublesome he could always run away. "Call my name." The blond grinned, he was starting to get how this man worked. "Say please." Hibiya scowled, pounding into him faster and faster, until there were no words to be spoken, only the slapping sounds and continuous moans from the both of them.

They were both close, neither one ready to give in just yet. "Call my name, Delic." Just this once. Lifting his head, he pressed his lips gently against the soft ones that belonged to the raven. "Hibiya." The breathless whisper made Hibiya freeze. His own body jerked as his ass was filled with his new lover's release. It triggered his own, his back arching. "Ah! So close." A hand wrapped around his length, stroking him to completion.

"What do we do now?" Both of them were dressed and laying next to each other on the bed. "Obviously you are mine now. You will return home with me." Shaking his head, Delic reached for his headphones putting them back on. "I don't feel like it. Why don't you come home with me instead?" He didn't get an answer, the two of them were disrupted by the sound of a key in the lock.

That could only be one of two people. "I'll see who it is." Leaving the room, he watched as both Izaya and Shizuo came through the door. "Fine. We'll check up on them quickly." His cousin was the first to notice him. Raising a hand he gave them a small wave. The smile on his face was completely genuine. "Delic. Is everything okay?"

"Its fine, Shizuo." He could hear movement in the bedroom and knew that there was no way Hibiya would sit still. Taking a few steps forward, he leaned over giving his cousin a goodbye kiss. Izaya was glaring at him. "You still haven't learnt your lesson?" Oh he definitely had. "I still have to thank you for that." Cupping Izaya's cheek, he gave him a kiss as well, licking along the raven's lip. "What do you think you're doing to my princess?"

Backing away he smiled seeing the confused stare Izaya was giving him. "Princess? Who?" Blowing his new lover a kiss, he turned back around. "I believe that would be me. See you later." The door to the apartment slammed shut. "Izaya! How dare you touch Delic!" Shizuo shook his head, watching as his lover ran out of the apartment a look of panic on his face, the cosplay prince was hot on his heels. It wasn't long before his phone was ringing. Get that idiot to call him off! The blond ended the call, cutting off his lover. Izaya deserved a taste of his own medicine once in a while.

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