... I was mean to end it there last chapter =3= I am sorry~
... I personally think this is the chapter we fucked up the most xDDDD ... anyway ENJOY~
Izaya lightly started to feel something through their kiss before…
And so he had to kill these emotions off before they started to bother him in the future. He needed to annoy the man more at any cost.
"But you are~ You just hurt me my dear monster."
Shizuo kept still, catching his breath and trying to keep calm. He was playing into Izaya's hands and he knew it. And he wouldn't.
"I'll prove it."
And with that he restarted his slow thrusts, loosening his grip, and let his hands wander over Izaya. First over his back, massaging his shoulder blades, lightly touching his neck, and then trailing down his sides.
At his touches Izaya started to shiver. A thick feeling filled his stomach.
He hated this. He was trapped in this – hopeless and was about to finally lose control over himself. The man was breaking his inner walls and his mask… Why couldn't the man act as always?
A snivel escaped from the informant.
Shizuo didn't know what to make of this… but since Izaya stopped bitching at him, he figured he was doing something right. He bent forward, his thrusts long and deep. His hands slid over the informant's slender abs while his lips lightly touched Izaya's neck.
Izaya winced. He couldn't stand it anymore. His kisses, his touches, his thrusts. The sensation growing inside of him- feeling human. He hated it.
"-I hate you." If he meant Shizuo or himself, he didn't know.
Shizuo panted. It was so fucking difficult to concentrate like this. The hot tightness of Izaya's walls around his cock, the way he tightened up whenever Shizuo hit his prostate, it just felt freaking amazing. What did Izaya say..? Oh, yeah... "Love you too..." He'd meant it as a tease, but between hot pants and groans it sounded far more... real.
Izaya heaved his head a little at Shizuo's comment just to let it then fall against his arms on the ground with a sight – which sounded more like a whimper in his current state. Why? Why did he have to say that? He felt himself tightening around Shizuo. The warmth that was sent through the words made him insane and coming closer to the end.
"AH! I hate you, you fu-Ah-cking monster!" He clenched his fists as he looked to the ground. "W-why do you make me-HA- feel like a simple human!"
Shizuo felt something within himself crack. He felt so wrong. He shouldn't have done this, he was sure now. But, he couldn't stop now. "Izaya..." It was hardly even a whisper. Shizuo slid his hands downwards. "Baka.. You ARE human. Deal with it." He said harshly. He stroked Izaya's hardened member from base to tip.
"Uhu.. ha!" Izaya twitched at his gentle strokes. He was so close. "I am not! I a-aAHm a god above all h-humans! To t-think that I let a monster… Ngh-" He tensed up. He didn't want to come yet but this strange sensation led him further to his climax.
"..." Shizuo stayed quiet. Izaya sounded far too desperate; there was no way Izaya truly believed any of this. Or at least, Shizuo couldn't believe he did. He simply kept thrusting in, one hand caressing Izaya's member, the other tracing back up his hip, holding him. He groaned as he felt himself stiffening up. He was so close... "I'm gonna..."
„No! Don't!"
Izaya felt so humiliated - not able to fight his own lowest instincts anymore. This new pleasure made him shiver once again and tighten up around Shizuo's member. Letting out a silent cry he came all over the floor clenching his fists to the point they started bleeding.
'Don't? .. Eh, why?' Shizuo didn't know what to do. His breath got stuck in his throat. But then his senses were utterly overwhelmed by his own orgasm, brought about by Izaya's walls tightening. In somewhat of a panic Shizuo pulled out, stumbling back, saving Izaya's insides from most of his cum.
The informant felt a little of Shizuo's white mess inside of him and started to shake as it slowly ran down his tights. He hissed because of the stinging he felt while sitting down on his lower back. From Shizuo's position he could see the informant's shoulders still shake.
Izaya felt like disgusting trash. Letting himself get fucked in an alley by a man for whom he suddenly got some weird kind of feelings. Feeling so human… feeling so unsafe, helpless. Feeling like he could die any moment like anyone else. Wasn't he above of all of them?
Shizuo stole his vision and there was no way to get it back.
Shizuo stumbled and fell back against the wall, breathing heavily. He half wittingly stared at Izaya. Wondering what the hell they'd just done. It had been a crazy impulse, and they'd both given in to it. For himself… Well, he wasn't that great at controlling random impulses, so, what a surprise. But he knew Izaya wasn't like that.
And now his lifelong nemesis was in front of him with quivering shoulders, looking utterly harmless. And he didn't like it one bit. For years Shizuo had seen this image in his head, Izaya defeated at his feet, though not necessarily naked. He'd always look forward to it, and now that he had it, Shizuo didn't feel any joy.
He felt like he really was a monster…
Izaya used one of his arms to wash away the first tears that fell from his eyes. The sobs could be heard clear and echoed through the whole allay. Izaya turned around and looked at Shizuo. "I am… just like them. I could die any minute …by you or anyone else."
He continued to wash away the tears ashamed of himself to show them to the man who did this to him. "I hate you- No one ever made me feel so weak…. D-do you even know my greatest fear in life, Shizuo? You just slammed it in my face, congratulation."
Shizuo stared at Izaya eyes wide, showing some sort of fear, for himself rather than for the informant. He should be getting dressed, and go home, and leave that stupid flea here. He shouldn't be caring, he shouldn't be feeling responsible, and it had been in mutual consent, for god's sake! Not once had Izaya told him to stop… And now the flea was there crying as if he has any right too, and pouring his heart out on top of that. What the hell?
"Eh.. Dying?" Shizuo muttered, unthinkingly.
Izaya sat there frowning at the blond. "Do you think this is some sort of fun?..." He looked down again to avoid the man's gaze.
"Yeah, it is indeed dying. And you made me feel like I am some fucking human that could just drop down any minute and die!" He started to laugh hysterical. "But after all I AM some fucking human, ne~?…"
Shizuo looked down, slumping against the wall. He didn't have the energy to argue, and he didn't want to, but… He couldn't help but wonder. "What's wrong with that… Being human?" Shizuo's breath hitched, and he looked back at Izaya.
"You're still… the same right? Still the annoying flea that won't die no matter what I throw at him…" Shizuo trailed off, wondering why the hell he was trying to comfort Izaya.
Especially considering how he felt himself…
ONE MORE CHAPTER TO GO~
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