Izaya resisted as long as he could. He'd stayed home for days, each morning waking up from steamy dreams that left him wanting. Of course, the rest of the days were either constant arousal or depression. The few normal days he did whatever he could to find Shiki's traitor from home and dug up legend after legend on soulmate bonds.
Eventually though he had to go outside. Of course, that wouldn't even be a problem except he had to go to Ikebukuro. The thought filled him with dread and a sick forced feeling of longing. The band around his neck forcing him to feel whatever it liked. It made Izaya sick. He glared at the ground as he walked, it was going to be a stressful day.
Shizuo wasn't really paying attention to much, he was just walking around trying to sort his thoughts. The flea hadn't been around for days, it was pissing him off. Maybe he really was planning something? Or…. If what Shinra said was true…. But how could it be? Even if soulmates did exist there was no way in hell Izaya was the one meant for him. The very thought made him burn with rage.
A sudden smell made him turn, whip-quick to see Izaya's coat disappear around a corner. Instantly Shizuo saw red but it didn't seem like Izaya knew he was there. A sadistic grin lit up his features and he headed in that direction. Izaya wouldn't get away this time.
Izaya was undeniably nervous. Being in the monster's city when he was this vulnerable was nerve wracking. He was heading to talk to a man who said he had info about Shiki's traitor but he never got there. He'd just entered a dark side alley when a chilling voice spoke.
"Don't move flea."
And suddenly he was paralyzed. Fear and the band forcing him to stillness. Heavy footfalls could be heard as Shizuo stepped around to face him and Izaya paled at the look of victorious wonder on Shizuo's face.
"So, I guess what Shinra said was true then."
And Izaya decided right then and there that if he lived through this Shinra would not.
Shizuo was staring at him, calculating eyes taking him in, that wicked grin still showing. Izaya couldn't move, couldn't speak. He was terrified.
'I'm going to die. He's going to kill me.'
The thought ran through his mind like a lightning bolt and he closed his eyes in defeat. Fitting that it would end this way. Tear burned his eyes and nothing he could do would prevent his demise, fate would see to that.
Shizuo's smile faded the minute Izaya closed his eyes. The flea looked hopelessly terrified. As he stared he could even see tears collect along Izaya's eyelashes. The sight of them was like a punch to the gut. And all of a sudden Shizuo knew. He was never going to kill Izaya, he just couldn't. And in this state, he couldn't even bring himself to hurt Izaya. It was cowardly to hurt somebody who couldn't fight back. He understood Shinra's words now.
"Izaya's in more trouble than anybody else."
Shizuo sighed and glared at Izaya
"Stop crying jeez, I'm not going to kill you."
And Izaya's eyes flew open. Shizuo watching curiously as sparks jumped from the band that Shizuo had just noticed was around Izaya's neck. The sparks traveled up to Izaya's eyes and suddenly the tears were gone.
Izaya blinked a few times in shock and Shizuo couldn't help but laugh, this situation was way to absurd. Shizuo had an idea then. Just because he couldn't hurt Izaya in this state didn't mean that Izaya didn't deserve some form of punishment. That book had said that he could affect Izaya's mood at will… Oh this was going to be fun. He sent Izaya a smirk
"Stand against the wall."
A spark ran through the band and Izaya moved as told. Shizuo grinned, so if he made a command the band would spark. He'd have to see what exactly was considered a command.
Izaya was giving him a death glare but even that couldn't ruin Shizuo's good mood.
"I'm going to do a little bit of testing."
Izaya's eyes narrowed but it wasn't like he could do anything to resist.
Shizuo thought long and hard about what he wanted then smiled.
"Okay here's a test run. Will you say the word cat?"
He watched the collar carefully and not a spark was seen. If he phrased it like a request Izaya didn't have to do it. Good.
Just for the sake of science he did it again.
"Say cat."
And Izaya did, glaring at him all the while. Shizuo grinned.
"Here's another test run. Feel afraid."
And suddenly Izaya's eyes were widening as sparks shot from the band to every part of his body. A strangle whimper left Izaya's mouth and tears pricked his eyes all over again.
Shizuo watched in awe as Izaya went from angry to terrified in less than a second. A rush of power ran through him as he realized he could do anything, make Izaya feel anything… What if…
"Stop being scared."
And Izaya calmed, glaring at Shizuo with even more fervor than before. Shizuo just smiled.
"The test runs are over… What's worse than pain to you?"
Shizuo watched in amusement at Izaya's sudden struggle to keep his mouth closed, his face twisted in pain as his mouth twitched. Finally, he answered.
"Humiliation."
And Shizuo's sadistic grin returned.
"Good. Will you apologize for being such a nuisance all these years?"
Izaya remained silent. Shizuo had hoped he would.
"You can speak as much as you want. I'm going to get you to say it eventually. You can move but you can't leave the wall."
Izaya sneered.
"Why can't you just order me to apologize and leave you alone?"
Shizuo shrugged.
"That's not as fun. Get rid of your weapons."
Izaya glared but emptied his pockets. Shizuo kicked them out of the way and stepped closer.
"Last chance flea, apologize and I'll let you go."
Izaya just smirked.
"Make me."
And Shizuo's face went eerily calm.
"You don't like humiliation…. I want you more aroused than you've ever been if your life."
He watched in satisfaction as Izaya's whole body twisted and heat bloomed across Izaya's face. Izaya's head was thrown back to rest on the wall and his hips arched in desperation.
Shizuo couldn't help but grin when Izaya sobbed out a moan and clawed at the wall behind him.
"Ready to say it now flea?"
Izaya grit his teeth and shook his head. And Shizuo sighed.
"You asked for it."
Izaya was in hell, that had to be what this was. Surely Shizuo had actually killed him and this twisted need was his hell. Every part of his body was screaming for touch, the clothes on his skin brushing against him tantalizingly. Even the air on his skin was making him tingle. He was hard and desperate. But he refused to say those words. He would never give up his pride to apologize to the brute. He refused to give Shizuo the satisfaction.
Shizuo stepped in closer till he was right up against Izaya and Izaya cried out as his body sang. Every inch of contact humming with sparks of pleasure. Distantly Izaya wondered if this might just be another nightmarish wet dream. Surely it wasn't possible to feel this much pleasure in real life.
Shizuo's lips met his ear and Izaya gasped so loud he almost didn't hear what Shizuo was saying. He wished he had.
"I bet you love this. Your insides pounding with pleasure. You can only come if you tell me what I want."
And even as Shizuo spoke Izaya's body reacted, sparks constricting his dick and playing over his prostate. The constant pleasure had sparks playing over Izaya's vision as he practically screamed, hips thrusting into Shizuo's hip and he ground himself against the heavenly friction. Shizuo let him.
Shizuo pressed harder against Izaya.
"What to say it now?"
Izaya barely had the concentration to listen but even so he shook his head. Shizuo growled.
"More desperation."
And suddenly there are more sparks inside him, practically thrusting into his prostate and Izaya wails, tears of pleasure streaming down his cheeks. He's babbling before he even realizes his mouth is moving.
"Please, oh god. I-I can't take it. S-s-"
The sparks inside him press against his prostate all at once and he yelps
"I'm sorry! Oh please! L-let me come."
He's whining and begging. Pride forgotten under desperation and need.
Shizuo watches Izaya fall apart with awe. He bit his lip as he realized that this was a huge turn on. It was amazingly arousing to watch his enemy writhe and whimper against him. Fuck he couldn't even imagine what all those sparks that kept disappearing under Izaya's pants were doing to him.
But what had to be the last straw was Izaya's desperate apology, fuck Shizuo had never been this hard before. He pressed completely against Izaya with a groan as their dicks met through layers of clothes, Izaya's sweet whimper and desperate grinding bringing him to the edge almost dizzyingly quick.
"Fuck."
He whispered as Izaya sobbed out another whimper. This was almost to much.
"Y-you can come."
And suddenly Izaya was shouting, hips jerking hard and fast against Shizuo sending Shizuo over the edge with nothing more than a quiet curse. This might have been a bad idea.
It took Izaya a moment to recover, he wanted to get away from here and never leave his bed again but the band had other ideas and forced him to speak before he's even fully recovered.
"K-kiss me Shizu-chan."
And Shizuo shot him an undecipherable look. Izaya was about to deny it, say something scathing and cruel but suddenly there were lips on his and he was melting into it like it was water in the desert. The kiss ended both too soon and not soon enough and Izaya bit his lip at the confused swirl of emotions inside of him. Shizuo was giving him a calculating look but finally moved to give Izaya some space.
"Go home. Don't come back to Ikebukuro unless I say you can."
And Izaya sighed with relief. He moved to get his weapons but Shizuo glared.
"Leave those."
Izaya grit his teeth but turned to leave instead. He was going to go home and avoid thinking about how his life could have gone to hell so fast.
Shizuo watched Izaya go with a frown. Now that the situation was over he felt unsettled. At the time Izaya's torment had seemed fun but now with come staining the inside of his boxers he just felt disgusted with himself.
It was one thing to humiliate Izaya but to get off on it… that was just awful.
"I need a fucking smoke."
Hopefully he could just forget this whole thing happened. But for now he headed home, he needed to clean up.