Title: The Game.
Author: Heiwajima Shizuo.
Rating: M.
Warning: Language, innuendos, and sexual themes~
Summary: Hey Shizu-chan, let's play a game. I'll touch you—don't worry! I won't hurt you. Trust me, you'll feel amazing. Anyways, if my touches do nothing to you, I promise to leave Japan. But, if they do, you, Shizu-chan, will be mine. Deal?
With eyes wide in alarm, Shizuo's heart began to pound erratically within his chest.
Staring at the blonde's face through the darkness of the alley and night sky, Izaya smirked. He was blushing and that look in his eyes—it was priceless! "Ne, what's wrong, Shizu-chan? You look—"
"What do you mean 'what's wrong'? Let go of me—"
"Ah-ah-ah!" Izaya quickly silenced the blonde with a slow grind of his hips against the blonde's crotch. This sent a shiver to run down Shizuo's spine, much to the debt collector's surprise. "You agreed to this, so you're just going to—"
Blushing hotly, Shizuo replied feeling embarrassed, "What? I didn't agree to this—"
Izaya's face twisted into a sadistic smirk as his crimson eyes twinkled mischievously.
"Actually, you did. You were just dumb enough to not ask what exactly this game would involve. Oh, and you also promised to play and follow the rules. And since this is my game, you have to follow my rules and do everything I say—whether you want to do them or not."
Shizuo was trapped. Though he did have to choice to just leave and beat the shit out of the informant later, Shizuo couldn't handle the thought of going back on a promise. Even if it was made with a little devil like Izaya. Real men didn't go back on promises.
But there had to be something—a loophole or something! Anything to get him out of whatever the Hell his impulse dragged him into!
Judging from the kiss that still lingered on his lips, he had a pretty good idea of what was going to happen next if he continued 'playing.' And he did not want to do or be a part of whatever the informant had in mind. Just the thought was enough to make Shizuo sick to his stomach.
Soon, he was snapped out of his thoughts by a gentle nibble on his ear lobe and a breathy whisper. With arms still locked around his neck, Izaya murmured into the blonde's ear mischievously, "Don't worry Shizu-chan, this is all part of this little game of ours. All I'm going to do is touch you and make you feel amazing. If my touches do nothing to you—if you're able to take it all and feel absolutely nothing, that'll prove you truly hate me and I promise to leave Japan forever."
Instantly, it all made sense. Whatever things he was unsure about, Shizuo was finally certain about.
Though he was 100% sure it was one of the raven's ways of fucking around with his head, it sounded easy enough. All he had to do was stay strong and endure the informant's tainted hands and mouth. How hard could that be?
"So that's it, huh?" The blonde said, his voice cocky and full of certainty. There was a confident aura emitting from the tall blonde and he was sure of himself. The flea could touch him as much as he wanted but in the end, Shizuo knew they would do nothing but disgust him.
"If I knew it would be this easy to get rid of you, I would've made this offer to you myself years ago!"
His words came off as a challenge to the lithe informant, who thought, with dangerous and playful eyes, 'What a self-assured protozoan. Hah, I like confidence in people, it's a nice quality. Too bad I'm going to have to break all of his down until nothing's left.'
Yes. That's what he'd do.
He'd touch him.
He'd kiss him.
He'd break him down.
He'd win.
And when Orihara Izaya had a goal in mind, one way or another, he'd reach it. No matter what, he'd get what he wanted.
'Haha, I always do, Shizu-chan. It's not a maybe, or a could be—I will get what I want and I will win. And when I do…' He thought to himself before whispering once more into the debt collector's ear.
Purposely, Izaya let his lips brush teasingly against Shizuo's lobe making the other's breath hitch much to the blonde's surprise.
"Now remember, Shizu-chan, if you don't cum, you win. Now that that's clear, let's get started." Izaya said quickly, moving down to the blonde's exposed neck and sucking harshly, causing the debt collector's body to heat up immensely.
Surprised by the action, Shizuo stepped backwards and his back met the hard wall of Russian Sushi. Using the brick wall for support, the blonde leaned against it and took a deep breath.
As the startled blonde closed his eyes, enduring what would possibly be the worst experience of his life, he was surprised to find himself almost leaning into the pale pair of hands that began to trail all over his muscular body. Moving towards Shizuo's face, the raven closed the space between their lips and quickly slipped his tongue into the debt collector's mouth.
Though Izaya was in control due to Shizuo's resistance, the smaller male smirked when he felt the other's tongue move shyly and embarassed beyond belief. Izaya could tell Shizuo was doing his best to withstand the urge to take over.
Soon, something in his stomach began to stir and Shizuo held in a moan. That fucking flea!
When the blonde thought things couldn't get any worse, the blonde felt Izaya's evil little hands tweak and play with his nipples.
'That bastard!' Shizuo yelled in his head, cursing Izaya and the reactions he got out of his body. Why did it feel so... good?
Breathing irregularly, Shizuo tried to calm himself but couldn't. He just couldn't do it.
With a particularly hard yet teasing pinch, Shizuo gasped. Furrowing his eyebrows, the blonde felt the informant's mouth leave his to cover one of his nipples and licked before sucking teasingly.
As blood began to rush to his face, the blonde panicked in sheer terror when he felt blood run south.
"Oh? What's this we have here?" Izaya said, removing a hand from the blonde's nipple to palm Shizuo's growing erection.
Due to cutting the belt and button of Shizuo's pants moments ago, Izaya had no problem pulling them down to the blonde's ankles. With only a thin layer of clothe covering his shameful need, Shizuo watched with shame filled, lustful eyes as Izaya moved to kiss the skin right above the elastic of his boxer.
Once again, Shizuo's breath hitched and his body shuddered when the informant grabbed his boxer covered boner.
"This is kinda funny." The now kneeling raven mused.
"What's f-funny?" Shizuo stuttered when Izaya decided to squeeze his member, making the blonde come close to bucking forwards for more.
"It hasn't even been 10 minutes and you're already like this! I must be really hot or something to have turned you on like this~!" He smirked then pulled Shizuo's boxers down, exposing the debt collector's needy flesh. After they reached his ankles, the informant whistled.
"Damn, Shizu-chan, you're pretty big." The blonde blushed a deep red, completely speechless. "Haha! Let's see if it'll fit~!"
"Fit? Huh—Ahhh!" Shizuo thrashed moaning loudly when Izaya opened his mouth and took him whole.
As shameful as it was, the blonde did his best to convince himself that it did not feel good. Unfortunately, the way he bucked his hips into the other's mouth said otherwise.
Pulling away a little, Izaya began to tease the blonde's slit with his tongue. Bringing a hand up, he pumped Shizuo's throbbing flesh as he continued to assault the tip. Soon, Izaya began to bob his head, taking Shizuo's cock completely everytime he went forwards. After taking him whole, at one point, Izaya moaned loudly. This caused his throat to vibrate, sending a wave of pleasure throughout the other's body.
'Damnit!' Shizuo cursed internally. He didn't know exactly when, but he found himself thrusting into the other's awaiting mouth absentmindedly. He was losing and he didn't even realize it!
Brain storming of things to get him to calm down, he began to think of random things that turned him off. 'Dead puppies! Old women! Roadkill! Women giving birth! The hairy old guy next door! Simon! Vomit! Izaya! Izaya!'
"Izaya!" Shizuo moaned loudly as he came into the informant's mouth. After thrusting a few times, riding out his orgasm, he slumped against the wall barely able to keep himself from collapsing.
Satisfied, Izaya swallowed the blonde's load with ease and let the limp cock slide out of his mouth. "Ne, looks like I won, Shizu-chan."
"Ok you win, now you get to stay in Japan. Whoopdy-fuckin'-doo!" Shizuo spoke, ignoring the way he panted like a dog in the middle of a hot summer.
"That's not all that I win, Shizu-chan," Standing up, Izaya pressed himself against the sweaty and tired blonde and whispered into his ear. "I win you."
"Wh-what?" Izaya took a step back until he was two feet away from the wide eyed monster of Ikebukuro.
"If you won, you would've had Japan all to yourself without ever worrying about running into me. Look," Izaya reached into his pocket and pulled out a ticket from Japan to Europe showing he was serious. "But because I won, that means I get you all to myself. Hah, I guess I won't be needing this anymore."
Rip.
Dropping the shredded pieces of paper from his plane ticket, the informant watched as the wind carried them away.
With that, Izaya gave the other a wicked smile and ran out of the alley and back into the streets filled with his beloved humans, leaving Shizuo at a loss for words.
"He wins... me?"
Holy crap! THIS GOT SUCH GOOD FEED BACK! Thanks everyone!
Btw, sorry if my crappy smut scene was well, crappy OTL. I wasn't sure if you guys wanted Izaya to top Shizuo, even though there was a lot of people saying they want to see it happen, but I just wanted to know what people thought. So review and tell me? Oh! And tell me what you think? :3 I plan on having a lot of M rated scenes since Shizuo is basically Izaya's, hehehe 8D
Sorry about the mistakes!