Roppi looked over at the two boys in the fish tank, their fins out and gills flaring. They both exhaled before sinking to the bottom. Roppi walked over to the nightstand. He turned on the nightlight, then plugged his phone into the charger.
"Night, boys." Roppi said.
They both waved good-bye.
Roppi flicked the light off and shut the door as quietly as possible. He then turned and descended the stairs.
"The boys are in bed." Roppi announced.
Izaya nodded, his back to him as he furiously typed away on his computer. He didn't even look at Roppi. Whatever was on his computer was far more important. That made the mermaid glower. He walked over and to stand on the other side of Izaya's desk, making sure he was certainly within his peripheral vision.
"Which means I can make it up to you now." Roppi stated.
"I'm still busy." Izaya simply said.
"Can't it wait until after?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because this is time sensitive. You are not."
Roppi glowered.
"Just wait. I'll be done in a bit."
"...To think work would be more important than pussy."
Izaya just chuckled. "You can't goad me."
Roppi glared at his lover, before letting out a heavy sigh and growling. "Fine."
The mermaid turned away. Roppi went over and sat down on the couch, grabbing his book off of the coffee table. He began reading while Izaya continued typing.
The two sat in silence for nearly twenty minutes.
Then Roppi decided to antagonize a bit.
With a smile on his face, Roppi walked over to the coat rack and grabbed Izaya's coat. The informant spared him a glance, giving him a suspicious glower. But he didn't say anything. Instead, he looked back to the screen. Roppi returned to the couch, sitting down. He then stripped off his sweatpants, underwear, shirt, and socks. He put them on the couch next to him softly, so as not to rouse Izaya's suspicions further, then put the jacket on.
Roppi waited. He waited until he knew Izaya had lost interest in him and was no longer suspicious. Izaya was diligently typing away on his computer. Roppi stood and walked over. Izaya glanced at him. The red raven smiled from ear-to-ear as he grabbed both edges of the coat. In a swift motion, he opened the jacket wide, exposing every part of his body to Izaya.
The informant turned to him to look at Roppi fully. He looked the hermaphrodite up and down, staring at every curve and change in color tone. Captivating, enthralling, and sexually appealing.
"Roppi, I still have to finish this." Izaya grumbled.
"Oh, of course!" Roppi smiled. "You're free to keep working."
Roppi shrugged the coat off so it draped around his biceps. He scooted closer and stood on his tiptoes. At the same time, his hands pressed against the top of the desk to lift himself up a bit. This put the edge of the table against his upmost thighs, right under his vagina so it drew great attention to it.
Izaya glowered. "Roppi, if you don't desist, I'll have to punish you."
"Eh? Punish me? Oh, I quiver in fear!"
Izaya glared, but a smile began to form across his face.
In a flash, the two adults took off. Izaya pushed back from his chair, slamming it against the window, while Roppi took off towards the stairs. Izaya was right behind him. The mermaid rushed up three of the steps by the time Izaya reached him. The informant reached for his ankle.
He reached through the banister since he knew he wouldn't have been able to reach Roppi in time to stop him. So, in an attempt to trip him up so he could catch up, he decided to cut corners and grab Roppi's ankle. However, that was a mistake, as he rushed the metal faster than he should and ended up smacking his arm on the banister. His bicep inflamed with pain and he called out before turning away, holding his injury.
Roppi stopped running up the stairs, instead sitting on it to look at Izaya. He heard the resounding metal getting clacked and looked at the informant to see him holding his arm.
Roppi held back a laugh. "What happened?"
"...Nothing..." Izaya grumbled.
Roppi couldn't help chuckling. "Are you okay?"
"Fine." Izaya turned away.
"Aw, come on." Roppi closed his coat and stood, walking down the steps. "Let's go upstairs."
"Not yet. I'm not done."
Izaya went back to his chair, rubbing his arm.
'Ah, he's embarrassed.' Roppi registered, smiling a little.
The informant sat in his chair and went back to his work. Roppi just stared at him for a minute then zipped his coat up and walked down the stairs. The mermaid walked up to the desk and leaned a bit forward so he could see Izaya's face. The informant was glowering at his screen.
"Wanna still have sex?" Roppi asked.
"...Give me ten more minutes and I should be done."
Roppi nodded. "Alright. What were you trying to do?"
"Nothing. Don't worry about it."
Roppi chuckled. "Alright, alright. Ten minutes, babe."
The mermaid turned and went back to the couch. However, he didn't return to his book. Instead, his hand trailed down his own body until he reached his feminine folds. His fingers rubbed over the bulb of flesh at the top of his genitals before pressing against it for loving pressure. He pursed his lips, then tilted his head back and exhaled in ecstasy.
Izaya glanced over at him. He couldn't see what he was going from his spot, thanks to the arm of the couch. However, it didn't take a genius to figure it out. The raven glowered, mostly because it was causing tightness in his pants that was making it hard to focus on his work. Izaya glued his eyes to the screen to keep himself from getting distracted.
'Just ten more minutes...' The informant clenched his teeth.
"Hah, uh...!" Roppi gripped the jacket, tilting his head back.
His hand moved with fervor between his legs, rubbing him fingers left to right across his clitoris. The vigorous movement felt so good.
"Ah...! Fuck...!"
Roppi's hand moved faster. Pleasure fueled his system. He moaned softly to himself. His eyes closed as his mind wondered towards fantasies. He imagined giving Izaya a treat under the desk. Sucking on his member in the middle of the day while a customer was talking to him. Hearing Izaya talk confidently while his legs squeezed Roppi's side. Izaya's sock-covered foot pressed against his panties, pushing on his feminine folds.
"Mmph. Izaya..."
The informant stiffened to his name coming from those soft lips.
"Izaya, ah, hm!"
Roppi leaned forward, biting his bottom lip. His hand was moving with purpose now. His clitoris swelled and his vagina began to lubricate. But it just wasn't enough. He needed something inside. He was craving something inside. He needed more. He needed Izaya.
Roppi stopped paying attention to the time as he twiddled with himself. This was a perfect way to pass the time as quick as possible. His other hand grabbed the chest of his jacket, moaning softly behind pursed lips. His hand moved quickly. His clit pulsed with pleasure. His body resounded with growing euphoria. He opened his eyes again, looking up at the ceiling. He then glanced down at the clock. He was happy to see it had been ten minutes.
Roppi stood, grabbing a napkin from the coffee table. He wiped the vaginal semen from his fingers. His hand smelt like vinegar, and he didn't particularly like that smell, so he stood and went to the kitchen. He washed his hands with dish soap. Izaya glanced at him, seeing the bottom of his rump peak out from under his coat.
The informant hit save, then sent the information to a specific email. Once done, he stood. Roppi heard Izaya walking over but didn't turn to look at him. He smiled as his heart started to beat a tad faster with excitement.
Roppi looked over his shoulder. "Are you done?"
"It would seem so." The informant crossed his arms, leaning on the empty doorway of the kitchen. "You're still flashing me, you tease."
"Eh, am I—" Roppi looked down at himself before realizing what he was talking about. Then he smiled.
Roppi dried his hands on a towel. Once done, he unzipped his coat. He then turned around. The coat fell open as he let the coat droop down to his elbows. Every part of him was exposed to Izaya.
"What ever do you mean?" Roppi smiled coyly.
Izaya glowered at him. "I'll continue where I left off."
Roppi just smirked, tilting his head in mock confusion.
The informant walked over. Roppi grinned from ear to ear before he bolted forward, ducking low to try and swerve around Izaya. The raven didn't let him. He grabbed Roppi's shoulder and pushed down. Roppi was pressed to the kitchen floor, where he squealed to the cold tile touching his warm body. He then started kicking. He managed to wiggle out of Izaya's grasp while the raven went down to the floor as well.
The mermaid giggled as he feigned struggling. He wiggled out from under Izaya, but the informant didn't let him go far. He grabbed Roppi's ankle and pulled him back under him. Roppi's heart was thundering against his chest. Having Izaya acting like a predator catching prey was making Roppi so excited. The red raven loved seeing him like that and wished he would be forceful more often when it came to sex.
Izaya knew that Roppi wanted that, which was why he decided to act like this. He grabbed Roppi's wrist and wrenched it behind his back. The mermaid called out before pressing his mouth to his other arm.
"Better stand or this'll hurt." Izaya said.
In the next moment, Izaya went from his knees to his feet and tugged against Roppi. The mermaid's arm began to hurt as it was pulled up more than it could or should be. Roppi was happy Izaya left him one arm so he could push himself to his knees. Izaya waited then pulled him up more.
Soon enough, Roppi and Izaya were standing. Izaya wrapped his arm around Roppi's hip and tugged him back until the mermaids rump was pressed against Izaya's crotch. Even though their flesh was separated by jeans and the coat, Roppi could still feel the distinct bulge between his ass cheeks.
Izaya wasted no time reaching down and rubbing his fingers against Roppi's feminine folds. The mermaid arched and let out a moan before biting his bottom lip. Having a touch of another on his genitals felt far more intense than his own. A painful spark of pleasure shot through Roppi.
"I-Izaya...Over-sensitive..."
"Mm-hm." Izaya reached further down, missing his clitoris completely to touch his vagina.
Roppi clenched his teeth. Izaya grinding against the mermaid's backside, pressing his mouth into the crook of Roppi's neck and shoulder. At the same time, Izaya dipped two fingers inside. The mermaid jolted, shifting his hips to grind himself against Izaya even more.
"Fuck...Iza..."
Izaya kissed his neck. "Let's move to the couch."
Roppi nodded. Izaya separated from him then grabbed his wrist—with his dry hand. They walked over to the couch, in which Roppi pushed Izaya's shoulders. The informant let Roppi guide him until he was lying on his back. Roppi got on top of him, sitting on his lap before standing up on his knees.
Roppi grabbed Izaya's pants and began unbuttoning and unzipping them. He wasted no time freeing the informant's erection and pulling the fabric down. Izaya worked with him until the jeans and underwear were around his thighs.
Roppi stared at the member for a moment, which made it twitch. The informant was shaved down there, at Roppi's request, so the mermaid had no qualms using his mouth to pleasure Izaya. Which is exactly what he was going to do. The mermaid brought his face down and licked the underside of the cock. The informant hissed in pleasure to the sensation. Roppi didn't hesitated to put his mouth over the tip, where he sucked hard enough to hollow out his cheeks then drew his mouth down.
Izaya exhaled in ecstasy, tilting his head back to bask in the sensation. Roppi brought his mouth up and down, up and down. He pushed his tongue against the under-vein to apply pressure. It felt so good. Roppi moaned while Izaya rubbed his hand through the mermaid's hair.
"Roppi," Izaya said, "Bring your hips around."
The mermaid took his mouth off. "No way. I'll drown you."
Izaya was confused for a moment, feeling like that was a threat. Then he realized it was a statement, which made him realize what he was implying.
The informant held back a laugh. "You're not that wet."
"You don't know."
"I do know. I just touched it."
"You don't want to task vinegar."
"Not like I haven't tasted it before."
"But—"
Izaya sat up and grabbed Roppi's shoulder. The mermaid was pushed on his back. The informant spread Roppi's legs wide.
"W-w-wait! Izaya!" Roppi put his hand over his feminine folds. "It'll—I think it'll be too sensitive for me!"
Izaya stared down at him. "Wanna just put it in then? Skip foreplay?"
"I mean, yeah~!" Roppi said with a sassy attitude.
Izaya held back a laugh. "Jeez. You're such a nympho."
"I mean, yeah~!"
Izaya chuckled. He then grabbed Roppi's biceps and pulled him up. The two moved with each other until Izaya was on his back again and Roppi was over him. The informant then grabbed Roppi's hips and pushed them down. Their genitals rubbed against each other. Izaya's member became soaked in seconds.
'Okay, maybe he was that wet.'
Roppi rubbed himself up and down Izaya's member. His hands rested on the informant's chest as he did so, giving himself proper leverage to move. He then leaned forward a bit more until the tip of Izaya's member kissed his vagina. With little hesitation, Roppi pierced himself on Izaya's member. The two exhaled in pleasure. Roppi completely enveloped Izaya's cock, their pelvis's pressing together.
Izaya grabbed Roppi's rump, holding a tender handful of flesh. He wanted to savor the feeling, however, Roppi didn't let him. The mermaid began thrusting, sliding up and down Izaya's member. He leaned back as he rested his hands on the informant's thighs for balance. He moved his hips in a quick rhythm, bouncing up and down with little pause. He moaned softly as his skin slapped against Izaya's.
The informant began thrusting as well. He moved slowly until he could figure out Roppi's rhythm, in whic he quickened his pace thereafter. The two began panting heavily as they moved together, thrusting against each other. Roppi's clitoris slapped against Izaya's pubic area. His whole body resounded with pleasure every time their skin connected. Izaya was none the wiser of this, however, he could only assume Roppi was enjoying himself as the mermaid was looking up at the ceiling with a fully flushed face.
"Hah, ah, uh!" Roppi moaned, keeping his voice down as much as he could. "Hah, fuck! Iza...!"
Izaya clenched his teeth hard. The raven couldn't stop moving his hips. He would like to take his time and make sure they both reached completion. But at the same time, this just felt so good and he was already feeling that tingle of orgasm, a coil forming under his stomach. He blamed it on Roppi's striptease earlier. He certainly knew he lasted longer, but Roppi had this effect on him that he didn't particularly like but wouldn't complain aloud. Izaya clenched his teeth before tilting his head back, eyes closed and mouth agape in labored breathes.
They thrust fervently. Their skin slapped together loudly while Roppi moaned softly. They thrust again and again and again, focusing on their pleasurable lovemaking.
The only reason everything came to a halt was because Roppi ran out of steam. It was a temporary pause, however. Roppi didn't want to leave Izaya hanging and he also wanted to reach his own orgasm. The mermaid shifted, resting his hands on Izaya's stomach and bringing his knees out to sit on his feet. Roppi continued where he left off, bouncing up and down the member anew. Izaya couldn't reach his rump anymore, so he grabbed Roppi's waist. Not only was it closer, but it allowed Izaya to help Roppi's movement. It gave the red raven better leverage, especially since he put his hands on Izaya's wrists.
The two thrust against each other, working together to pierce Roppi on Izaya's cock over and over again. Izaya moved Roppi up his member, while Roppi dropped himself to be speared on that cock with a juicy slap every thrust.
"Ah, hah!" Roppi's eyelids became heavy as euphoria filled his system anew. "Nngh! Hn!"
Up, down, up, down, bounce, bounce, bounce, the two adults worked together. Izaya's eyes were closed as he panted heavily, while Roppi was looking up at the ceiling as he bit his bottom lip. Both of them were starting to perspire with their efforts—Roppi more so than Izaya. The room was filled with their slapping flesh and squelching liquids.
'Shit, I'm going to cum.' Izaya thought. 'I'm going to cum!'
Izaya clenched his teeth hard. The coil under his stomach only became tighter and tighter, ready to burst any second. Izaya's hips moved faster as desperation to release that coil began to fill his mind. His member began to twitch and pulse inside the feminine folds, straining within the tight flesh of his lover.
Roppi's stomach fluttered before tightening as well. He could feel his own orgasm teasing around the edges. He wanted to cum. He didn't want to stop moving, despite his screaming muscles demanding him to do so. He could keep going. He wanted to keep going. He didn't want to stop until he came.
However, Izaya ruined that. The raven hissed and wrapped his arms around Roppi, pressing their chests together. He tugged the mermaid up. Roppi was confused as Izaya pulled him off his cock and pressed his face to Roppi's chest. Izaya didn't explain as he instead reached down and fisted his member. He jacked himself furiously, attaching his mouth to Roppi's nipple and sucking greedily. A moment later, Roppi didn't need to ask what was happening as he felt a splurt of warm liquid spray his left ass cheek and upper thigh. Izaya groaned into his chest, breathing heavily through his nose. Less than ten seconds later, the informant went limp underneath him.
"A little fast there." Roppi teased. "But at least your pull-out games gotten better."
Izaya wasted no time biting Roppi's nipple. Roppi jolted and called out in shock more than pain. The red raven didn't rebuttal, nor did Izaya explain himself. They both knew why he did that. Izaya wasn't the biggest fan of being told he cums too quick nor that he was bad at sex in general—although that was any man, if one has to be completely honest.
The informant patted Roppi's clean rump. "Turn around."
"Eh? You wanna keep—"
"Why do you ask that every time?" Izaya kissed his chest. "You already know that answer."
"Well, maybe you'll give a different one." Roppi put his foot on the floor and stood upright.
He grabbed the back of his coat, so it wouldn't touch the semen on his rump. He didn't want to get Izaya's coat dirty. In the end, he decided to take off the coat entirely and threw it on the other couch. While he did that, Izaya stood and went to the closet. He pulled out a small cloth and went back over to Roppi.
The mermaid went on his knees on the couch, arching his back as he rested his elbows on the armrest. Izaya went on his knees behind him and began wiping the semen off. Once done, he grabbed Roppi's hips and aligned his penis to the mermaid's feminine entrance. The mermaid shuddered and moaned.
With no resistance at all, Izaya slid his cock back inside Roppi, sheathing himself in one thrust. The mermaid was still so wet. Izaya could feel he was dripping, liquids collecting on his scrotums from Roppi's entrance.
Izaya wasted no time thrusting his hips.
"Ah! Hah!"
"Shoosh, Roppi." Izaya rubbed his thumb over Roppi's venus dimples. "Don't want to wake the kids."
Roppi lowered himself, pressing his mouth against the arm of the couch. "Hm, mm! Nm!"
Izaya chuckled, then focused on what was more important. The informant pulled his hips back, then thrust forward.
"NM!" Roppi's eyes widened as he shuddered. "HMNGH!"
Izaya smiled as Roppi struggled to do as he said. He always felt a sense of superiority when the much stronger and older mythical creature obeyed him like a submissive pornstar. He loved watching Roppi wither underneath him. So hot, so sensual. The informant smiled.
Izaya arched his back so he could thrust his cock deeper. Again, and again, and again, the informant pounded Roppi's backside. And with each thrust, the mermaid felt the rise of orgasm tickle his mind once again.
"Hm, mn!" Roppi bit into the armrest as he reached back.
The red raven grabbed each of his own ass cheeks and spread himself apart. This allowed Izaya to get even deeper and see everything. The informant felt his mouth go parch at the sight. Izaya grabbed Roppi's hip and the back of his neck with the other. Roppi clamped down on him instantly. Oh, how he loved when Izaya got rough. Oh, how he loved when Izaya became dominating. It was certainly the best.
Izaya hips moved faster, slamming into Roppi's rump with fervor. With every slap of flesh, the informant's scrotums battered Roppi's clit. Every connection shot pleasure up his body.
"Mmph, km, nm!"
Roppi's form started to tremble. His mind was floating closer to that heavenly white with each thrust of Izaya's hips. A knot formed under his stomach, applying pressure to his insides that squeezed against the informants cock.
'I'm gonna cum!' Roppi thought, looking up at the ceiling. 'I'm gonna cum!'
Roppi tilted his head down, pressing his forehead to the armrest.
"Ah, hah! I-Izaya, harder! I wanna cum! I—"
"You're getting loud again."
"But I'm gonna cum, ah!" Roppi looked over his shoulder at him, desperation on his expression. "Don't stop! Don't—hah, ah!"
Izaya couldn't help smiling. He then grabbed Roppi's hips and slammed forward.
"AAAHHH!" Roppi's eyes widened. "HAAAAAAH!"
Izaya cringed to the loud call. He worried the children upstairs might hear. But at the same time, he didn't want to think about the kids when he was so turned on. When Roppi was rocking his hips into his thrusts to get every inch of the informant inside him, how could Izaya think about anything else but Roppi?
Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust. Izaya battered Roppi's insides. Roppi couldn't contain his voice as he moaned again and again. Soon enough, the mermaid finally came. He called out in ecstasy as he clamped down on Izaya's member. The informant exhaled to the sensation, continuing to thrust. He wanted to prolong Roppi's orgasm, which he certainly did as Roppi held his cock with a vice grip.
"Ah, fuck..." Izaya groaned as he tilted his head back.
Roppi gyrated against Izaya, piercing himself on the informant again and again. The mermaid was shuddering hard, practically vibrating against Izaya. He was panting heavily and moaning softly.
Izaya leaned down and kissed Roppi's shoulders.
"Want to shower together?" Izaya asked. "Then we can go for a round two."
Roppi looked over his shoulder. His eyes were bleary and unfocused. But soon enough, he smiled.
"Oh, I'd love to."
"Hah, ah!" Roppi moaned.
The mermaid was standing, slightly bent over with his hands on the shower wall. Izaya held onto his hips, battering into him from behind over and over again. The informant was groaning and panting. Hot water sprayed onto his back from the shower-head. Soap covered Roppi's back, suds that had been put there with the intention to be washed off being forgotten in favor of bending to Izaya. The informant managed to get the soap off himself, but Roppi didn't bother with it.
Coming upstairs, the two went straight to the bathroom and hopped into the shower. They cleaned up a little bit, but immediately went into teasing and fornicating again.
"Hah, ah, ah!" Roppi called out. "Oh, yes! Oh, fuck!"
Thrust, thrust, thrust, thrust! Izaya slammed into Roppi over and over again. Their skin slapped together, Izaya's scrotums clapped against Roppi's clit again and again. At the same time, Izaya jabbed his cervix. It hurt, but Roppi enjoyed it. Such a stab to his insides was profound pain, but Roppi loved it. It felt better than any spank. Roppi's body was in bliss as his mind started to go towards euphoria.
Izaya clenched his teeth as he huffed hard. His hips moved with fervor. His nails dug into Roppi's hips as he pounded the mermaid into the wall.
"Hah, ah! Ah!" Roppi moaned, moving closer to the wall.
The mermaid rested the side of his face against the tile wall of the shower, his hands pressed against it as well. He arched his back, so Izaya could still thrust without restraint.
"Ah, fuck! Harder! Izaya!" Roppi clenched his teeth as he looked up at the ceiling. "Hoh, fck!"
Izaya obeyed, pounding into Roppi with more vigor and more force.
"AH! HAH! AAAHHH, YES!" Roppi closed his eyes tight shut, tears of pleasure starting to bead his eyes. "Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes!"
Roppi let out a whine before exhaling in ecstasy then moaning through clenched teeth.
On one particular thrust, Izaya pulled his hips back too far. His cock left Roppi's body. The two groaned at the loss of pleasure. Izaya grabbed his member and pressed the tip against Roppi's body. He pushed against the mermaid's perineum, where it slid up away from the feminine folds. He aligned it again, but missed anew.
Izaya's hands were shaking with excitement, so it was understandable that he couldn't align it properly. However, he didn't like the notion that he was missing. It was embarrassing that he was too excited to focus. He lifted his member once again and rubbed it up and down Roppi's seam. Once he felt the tip touch his lover's entrance, he steadied his hand and pushed forward, sheathing himself completely in one thrust.
"ARGH! AH!" Roppi called out in pain, his eyes stretching wide as he jolted.
Izaya jolted as well in surprise. "What?! What?!"
"You-you just put it in my ass!"
"Wha—?" Izaya quickly looked down.
Sure enough, there was no hole above the one that Izaya's cock was in. What's more, it was so much tighter than usual. There was a vice grip on his cock was felt so, amazingly good.
"Ah, shit!" Izaya cursed.
The red raven grabbed Roppi's hips and pulled out quickly. Roppi immediately called out in relief and fell to his knees. The mermaid groaned as he put a hand between his legs, holding his entrance. He clenched his teeth as he closed his eyes tight shut, resting his head against the wall. Izaya couldn't tell if the tears in his eyes were still from the pleasure or from the newfound pain.
"Are you okay?" Izaya asked.
Roppi didn't respond.
"Did it hurt that bad?"
"Yes, it hurt that bad!" Roppi glared up at him. "Have you ever gotten seven inches shoved up your ass with no prep?!"
"...No..."
"Then shut up! It certainly hurts that bad!"
Izaya didn't know how to respond, so he didn't. He knelt down and rubbed Roppi's shoulders.
"Are you okay?" Izaya asked.
Roppi clenched his teeth. "I will be. Just gimme a minute."
The informant nodded. "I'm sorry. I got overzealous."
Roppi looked at him then rested his head against his shoulder. "It's fine."
"You're safe, just so you know."
Roppi immediately glowered. "What are you on about? I wasn't even thinking of Achilles!"
'Then why bring him up when I didn't say his name?'
Izaya knew the answer to that, but he decided not to say anything, less he make the situation worse than it already was.
"I'm not worried about being safe or any of that shit." Roppi growled. "It just hurt like a motherfucker."
"Will you be alright?"
"I'll be fine." Roppi growled. "Stop asking. Just give me a minute."
"...Okay."
The informant stood and grabbed the shower-head. He went about detaching it from the holster and sprayed Roppi with it, getting the suds off. Roppi flinched and glowered, but didn't say anything. Soon enough, the soap was removed.
The mermaid sat back on his rump, leaning forward to let the water wash over his head. Izaya obliged him until Roppi leaned back out of the spray. Izaya put the shower-head back on the holster.
"You ready to get out?" Izaya asked.
"That depends." Roppi looked up at him. "Are we continuing when we get out?"
"Do you want to continue?"
"That also depends. Are you going to put it in my ass again?"
"No."
"Then yeah."
"Then lets continue."
"Alright, then you better wash your dick."
Izaya looked at him with confusion. "I was only in your ass for 2.5 seconds."
"Don't matter. It's a comfort thing." Roppi glowered. "All it takes is a spec of shit to get on the tip of your dick and be in my pussy for me to get a yeast infection."
Izaya stared for a moment. Before nodding. "Alright."
'Better safe than sorry.' Izaya thought.
The informant pumped some soap into his hand and began stroking his cock. He covered it in suds, lathering himself in bubbles. He then sat under the shower and rinsed himself off. Roppi seemed satisfied with that as he nodded.
Izaya turned the water off. He then held out his hand to Roppi. The mermaid took the offering and Izaya pulled him up. The two left the shower, in which they dried off. Once dry, Izaya went about weighing himself while Roppi decided to brush his teeth. Izaya decided not to join him, since he knew what he wanted to do with his mouth in the next few minutes, so he would do so afterwards.
Instead, he pulled on some pajama bottoms and went into the bedroom. Roppi followed soon enough. Izaya sat on the edge of the bed, smiling as Roppi walked up. He sat with his legs crossed and was leaning back. Roppi cocked a brow at him, although he was smiling.
"What are you scheming?" The mermaid asked.
"Come here and find out." Izaya raised one hand towards him.
Oh, how Roppi loved it when Izaya was coy. The mermaid didn't hesitate to walk over. Once within range, Izaya grabbed Roppi's wrist and pulled. Roppi gasped as he fell onto the mattress, landing on his side. The informant wasted no time grabbed Roppi's thighs and flipping him over on his back. The mermaid could only smile at the rough treatment.
Roppi watched as Izaya brought himself close. His erection was poking out from the edge of his sweatpants. However, he didn't pull them down. No, instead, he knelt down and brought his face close to Roppi's genitalia. That made the mermaid jolt.
"W-wait. Remember what we talked about?" Roppi put his hands down on Izaya's head.
"This is to make up for earlier."
"…Wait, you're not going to 'kiss and make it better' my asshole, are you?"
"No. Just going to lick this." Izaya's thumb glided across the clit.
Roppi jolted. "I'm not so sure—hee!"
Izaya's tongue licked Roppi's clitoris. The mermaid jolted again, as he grabbed the blankets. He didn't want to grab Izaya and hurt him. His body lit with pleasure from the touch. His senses flushed with newfound ecstasy. A euphoria so good it felt like it hurt ripped through his system. However, at the base of it all, it did feel good.
"Oh...fuck...!" Roppi pursed his lips. "...Shit!"
'Seems he likes it.' Izaya thought. 'Can't be that sensitive then, since he's not fighting me.'
With that, Izaya put his full attention to pleasuring Roppi. He flicked his tongue across the swollen nub before plunging his tongue into the feminine entrance.
"Hyah, ah!" Roppi jolted. "Oh!"
Izaya pulled out his tongue, then shoved three of his fingers into the entrance. He shoved them in to the knuckles. At the same time, he attached his mouth back to the clitoris. He flicked his tongue over the swollen nub, where he drew out the characters* of Roppi's name. Doing such a thing let his tongue do amazingly intricate flicks to his clit over and over and over again.
"Ah, hah!" Roppi turned his head to the side.
Oh, it felt so good. Roppi's body resounded with pleasure. It was so intense, to the point that tears were dotting his eyes again. His body shuddered, his hands grabbed the sheets hard. It hurt. The pleasure was too much. It was overloading his senses and pushing his mind to a heavenly white he couldn't properly process. It was just so much for him to handle!
Soon enough, Roppi felt the throws of orgasm grasp him tight. He tilted his head back as his vision went white. He called out in ecstasy, his whole body shaking like he was on a massage chair as he came.
Izaya's fingers became soaked, a small spray of liquids squirting out from Roppi's feminine entrance. The informant lifted his head, so his face wasn't in the splash zone. However, he didn't stop there. Once Roppi's orgasm ended, he fell limp against the bed, staring up at the ceiling in a daze as he enjoyed his afterglow. The informant smiled as he wasted no time pulling down his sweatpants. His erection was freed, which was such a relief.
Izaya moved his hips closer and, with no hesitation, burrowed his cock deep into Roppi's feminine folds.
"AAAAHHHH!" Roppi arched as his eyes stretched wide.
The penetration forced another wave of euphoria to hit him hard. He was blinded with heavenly white as another orgasm took him over, his body enraptured in intense pleasure. Roppi grabbed the sheets, in which Izaya heard the fabric tear. He was very grateful Roppi didn't decide to grab him instead.
However, it was a fleeting acknowledgment. The informant didn't hesitate to start thrusting, to throw Roppi into even more pleasure and to get himself to orgasm.
"AAAHH! HAAH!" Roppi called. "It's too good! It's TOO GOOD! I'M GOING TO DIE! I'M DYING! I'M DYING, I'M DYING, I'M DYING! AAAAAAHHHHHH!"
Izaya could only smile as he kept thrusting. Roppi clamped around his member over and over again. The mermaid was engulfed with yet another orgasm, throwing silence to the wind.
-Hachimen has joined the chat-
Hachimen: [hello? does anyone know how to get ahold of cat lady and white guy?]
Mai: [cat lady? White guy?]
Kuru: [Who are cat lady and white guy?]
Setton: [hello Roppi. Whats going on?]
Hachimen: [this isnt roppi. This is his son tsukishima]
100% Pure Water: [his son? how are you on the dollar chat?]
TanakaTarou: [does your father know your on?]
Hachimen: [No hes in the next room screaming]
Setton: [Screaming?!]
Hachimen: [Hes yelling hes going to die and that hes dying I dont know how to get ahold of cat lady and white guy but we need help]
100% Pure Water: [Are you talking about the black rider?]
TanakaTarou: [We can help! Are you at Izaya-san's place?]
Hachimen: [yes]
Setton: [cat lady will be there soon! She reads these chat logs!]
Hachimen: [okay please hurry]
—Setton left the chat—
—TanakaTarou left the chat—
—100% Pure Water left the chat—
—Hachimen left the chat—
Izaya woke to furious knocking on his front door. The two adults had finished their sexcapade thirty minutes ago, cleaned up, changed the torn sheets, and went to bed. They fell asleep within minutes. However, that sleep was interrupted by a repeated and urgent knock on the door.
Roppi groaned. Izaya also groaned. The informant blinked rapidly before lifting himself up. His arm was around Roppi's chest, and Roppi's arm over his. Izaya shifting enticed Roppi to opened his eyes.
"Who the fuck...?" Roppi grumbled.
"I don't know." Izaya rubbed his eye.
The informant then slid off the bed. His sweatpants were already on and fixed properly. He grabbed his switchblade, in case it was some uninvited guest. He then grabbed the button-up for the pajama top and slipped it on. As he left the bedroom, he buttoned it up.
"Get dressed, Roppi." Izaya said, stopping to stand in the bedroom doorway. "Just in case."
Roppi just groaned in response, but sat up. Izaya closed the door and turned his attention to the loud noise at his door.
By the time he reached the bottom of the stairs, his front door swung open. He didn't hear anything break, but he also didn't hear the alarm go off. Instead, he heard people rushing in. His eyes widened and he was ready to run back to his bedroom to warn Roppi until he saw who it was. Celty, accompanied by Aoba and Mikado, came rushing into the living room. Izaya looked at them in confusion and obvious annoyance.
"What are you doing?!" Izaya hissed. "Why are you breaking into my house?!"
Hearing Izaya yell enticed Roppi to jolt. He hadn't been very motivated, but if he was yelling at someone, then someone had to be in the house. The mermaid quickly grabbed a robe and pulled it on as he rushed to the door. He came through the door two seconds later, his robe barely closed. He was shocked to see Celty, even more shocked to see the two teenagers he met during his transformation. Izaya looked up at him as the mermaid leaned over the banister.
"What's going on?" Roppi asked.
Celty rushed over, typing on her PDA as she did so. Roppi walked down the stairs to stand by Izaya. Once she was close enough, she showed it to the two.
[Tsuki typed on the dollars chat! Said you were screaming you were dying! What happened?!]
Both of their eyes widened as they read the message. Then Roppi held back a laugh, putting a hand over his mouth and turning away. At the same time, Izaya glowered as his face flushed.
"Why were you screaming?" Mikado asked, walking over. 'Tsukishima seemed really scared."
Roppi laughed behind his hand, trying to muffle it. Izaya closed his eyes and let out a heavy sigh.
"I'll let you tell them." Roppi said through chuckles. "I'ma go talk to Tsukishima."
"You're not going to tell him the truth, are you?" Izaya looked at him.
"No, I'll just say we were playing a game."
Izaya nodded as Roppi went up the stairs. He then looked back at Celty with a glower. He did not want to explain this, but it seemed he had no choice.
*Hey, so this is wildly inappropriate advice, but a nice rule of thumbs when it comes to pleasuring a girl: Don't motorboat her cunt. That's weird and the vibration doesn't really register. No, draw out the alphabet with your tongue. It does way better. But of course, every girl is different, but general rule of thumbs, alphabet over motorboat.
Now, the reason I've been gone on this story for so long is because I was just so bored with this particular sex scene. I don't know why, but it was just not fun to write so I let it sit. It still wasn't fun to write, but I got through it finally. Sorry for the wait. This should be updated regularly now since there won't be anymore sex scenes going forward.
By the way, this is the last sex scene of the whole story. Not because I'm bored of sex scenes in general, but because that's been my plans for this story since the beginning. It's part of the script. There's going to be a bit more sexual acts, but no penetration. To the fans that came just for the sex scenes, sorry. But the sex scenes are part of the story, not the main focus of the story, so they're not needed anymore. If I were to write anymore sex scenes, it'd just be fanservice and serve no purpose (although I guess you could say that about this last scene too but oh well). But yes, going forward, there won't be anymore sex scenes. H-scenes, yes. But sex scene's, no.
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