Arriving at Russia sushi they took their seats across from each other at their usual table. Izaya smiled as he slipped his right foot out of his shoe moving it up Shizuo's calf rubbing slowly up. By the time it was noticed, he had reached Shizuo's knee.
"What the hell?" Shizuo exclaimed in a hushed tone. "Stop it before someone notices."
With a wink, Izaya slid his foot the rest of the way up and wiggled his toes against the now growing bulge in the startled brute's pants. Shizuo hissed in response as he slid back in his chair trying to get away from Izaya's probing toes.
"Dammit," Shizuo growled just as Simon set down their food.
"What wrong Shizuo?" Simon questioned before turning to look at a smirking Izaya.
"Nothing," Shizuo answered glaring back at Izaya.
"Izaya? That you? Why you wear girly outfit?" Simon exclaimed in surprised recognition.
"Why don't you ask Shizu-chan hmmm?" Izaya seethed with a forced smile.
"Never mind." The Russian said as he held his hands up in surrender shaking his head.
"Just don't wreak place," Simon said leaving the two to their glare off.
"Get your foot out of my crotch already!" Shizuo hissed biting his lip against another wave of pleasurable electric shocks as Izaya continued to poke, prod, and wiggle his toes against his groin.
"Hmmm? Nope." Izaya chirped
Shizuo decided that words weren't going to fix his problem. Scooted back his chair so that the flea couldn't reach him without making what he was doing obvious to those around them. Feeling that his problem was solved at least for the moment Shizuo began to eat. Izaya, however, wasn't going to let the brute feel comfortable just yet and rose from his seat walking around the table to stand next to Shizuo.
"What are you doing Flea?" Shizuo questioned warily swallowing.
Izaya just smiled and plopped down onto Shizuo's open lap wrapping his arms around Shizuo's neck as he leaned in and whispered into Shizuo's ear. "You're going to pay for this."
With that said, Izaya let his right-hand slide up into Shizuo's golden blond locks letting his fingers curl as he grasped a hold and pulled his head back exposing Shizuo's neck. Chuckling, Izaya moved his head down and licked up the length of the blonde's throat causing him to shudder at the sensation. Smirking, Izaya licked the lobe of Shizuo's ear sucking it into his mouth as he gently bit down. Letting his tongue run along the bottom eliciting a slight groan from the larger man. Shizuo moved his hand up Izaya's thigh sliding it up until he felt the firm smooth roundness of the informant's ass. Giving it a good pinch casing Izaya to jump with a squeak of surprise.
"Ouch!" Izaya exclaimed almost jumping off of Shizuo's lap.
"What you expect ya leech" Shizuo retorted standing up forcing the flea off his lap completely grabbing Izaya's wrist.
"Let go!" Izaya growled yanking his arm attempting to break free.
Shizuo just sneered as he dragged the louse from the restaurant and into a nearby ally where he forced the flea up against the wall face first. Izaya collided with a dull thud. A pained groan slipping free.
"I don't think you quite understand what it means to be mine," Shizuo growled into Izaya's ear.
"Nnnn." Izaya winced as Shizuos' body pushed him further against the wall. He was almost flush against its surface.
"I was really hoping to enjoy this outing and this outfit," Shizuo said as he trailed his fingers along the hem of the short pleated skirt Izaya was wearing causing the flea to wiggle at the ticklish touch to his thighs.
"Looks like I'm going to have to punish you for your insubordination instead."
"I-I'm sorry Ma-Master." Izaya squeaked into the wall fearing the strange calmness in Shizuo's voice.
"Too late for apologies my dear." Shizuo cooed into Izaya's ear as he grabbed roughly at the smaller males' hips pulling him into a rather compromising position that left his back bent at almost a ninety-degree angle.
Izaya sucked in a breath at the sharp ache that settled in the middle of his back. Shizuo's hands slid down to push apart his legs before sliding back up to hook his fingers into the elastic band of the silk panties that held Izaya's cock uncomfortably against his stomach. They came off with a quick jerk and slid quickly down to pool at his feet once Shizuo had let go. Izaya closed his eyes preparing himself for dry penetration but instead, they flew open with a gasp as a sharp sting stemming from the tip of his penis shot straight up his spine. Tears pooled in the corners of his eyes.
What the heck is that damn protozoan doing to me? Unwilling to look down, he bit his bottom lip against the next wave of pain-induced pleasure as his body shuddered. Whatever it was it was sharp, and the brute was twisting it against his slit
"Enjoying yourself?" Shizuo asked with a sadistic lilt to his voice.
"What are you… ah! doinnnn?" Izaya groaned.
Izaya opened his eyes after another sharp sting. He saw something shiny glint in the little bit of sunlight that made its way into the alley just by his head.
"I found it tucked away in your panties you naughty little thing," Shizuo said twisting the switchblade to catch the light.
Shit! He. Found my. Fuck. Izaya concluded with sudden panic.
"Oh, don't worry you're not bleeding just a little red," Shizuo emphasized the last word with a hard squeeze to Izaya's semi-erect member.
"Ahhh!"
"Who would have thought you would be a bit of a masochist. Sadistic sure but masochistic is another story altogether." Shizuo said with an amused chuckle.
Izaya felt panic crawl up and settle in the back of his throat. Staying there long after he heard the sound of his switchblade snap closed. The tightness of the brute's hand lessened to something a bit more tolerable. Shizuo rubbed Izaya into an aroused state. Izaya felt Shizuo's erection bump against his ass, as his body moved back and forth. With the not so kind strokes of the brute's work-worn hand. It was on the verge of being good but the occasional pinch to the tip, reminded Izaya of the knife each time. The overly sensitive part was touched. Keeping him from fully enjoying the ticklish feeling Shizuo's calloused hand left in the pit of his stomach.
Izaya didn't know how long it had been since he was slammed into the wall, or how long ago Shizuo had stopped stroking him. Moving to insert himself into Izaya's unprepared entrance. Izaya was fairly certain that the brute had not been kind enough to bring lube and that the next movement would feel quite painful, and it was. It hurt so much to have something so thick with only a bit of spit to lubricate forced, with a few good thrusts, into his far too tender rectum and tear him in two. At least that's how it felt, and he was pretty sure the warm wetness he was feeling on his thighs wasn't cum.
Shizuo ruthlessly jackhammered into Izaya causing him to tremble and whimper against the wall. Letting out the occasional squeal. Izaya had begun to bite his bottom lip in an attempt to keep himself quiet. It was no use though. Moans and whimpers slipped freely from his mouth. He tasted the salty copper flavor of blood as his face pressed into the scratchy surface of the wall.
Eventually, the blood had lubricated, along with Shizuo's pre-cum, Izaya's rectum enough to make the experience almost bearable. Izayas' cock became fully hard again as the brute's thrusts slowed and brushed up against the sensitive bundle of nerves not far from his entrance. Wanting it to be over already, Izaya began to rock back into every one of Shizuo's thrusts causing him to pick up speed as his climax came to ahead. Luckily for Izaya, his sharp staccato thrusts hit him right in the sweet spot causing them both to cum, and slump against the wall.
Slipping free of Shizuo's hold and cock, Izaya knelt on the wet ground panting.
Why is it always like this? He questioned no one in particular.
"Sorry." Came the regretful voice of the Monster.
Looking up Izaya saw that deep ridges of almost a worried contemplation settled into the brute's rather handsome features. As he glanced at the blood and cum leaking from Izaya. Izaya couldn't help but smile at that. Because the brute really was a strange creature, sadistic one moment, apologetic the next. He wondered if he really did have a masochistic streak going just as Shizuo had said.
"Master shouldn't apologize. I deserved my punishment for my naughtiness." Izaya said with an almost teasing smirk as if wanting Shizuo to regret his apology.
"Damn flea." Was all Izaya got as Shizuo pulled him to his feet and straightened his clothes.
"I hope you know how to clean silk," Shizuo said dangling the water-soaked panties in front of Izayas' nose.
"Why would I need to know that?" Izaya questioned with a slight tilt of his head.
"Because you are going to thoroughly clean this outfit for next time," Shizuo stated bluntly.
"Fine," Izaya growled as he snatched the offending garment from the blond.
Why does there have to be a next time, and why do I have to walk home in a short skirt and no underwear? Kami-Sama must hate me. Izaya lamented.