Title: All The Wrong Reasons
Author: MistressKiko
Rating: M
Pairing: Shizuo x Izaya
Disclaimer: I own none of these characters!

THIS STORY CONTAINS MALExMALE RELATIONSHIPS. You have been warned.

"Mirads" are my made up creatures.

SEXUAL CONTENT AHEAD.

Shizuo's POV

I awoke in a fuzzy, comfortable haze. Dragging myself away from the dreamworld, my eyes fluttered open, focusing on the ceiling above. I felt the weight of another on my side, one arm strewn across my chest. Twisting my head, I was met by dazzling rubies and a soft smile.

"... watching someone sleep is kinda creepy," I mumbled with a grin. His smile widened.

"Aw, but you're just so cute!" Was his response, to which I rolled my eyes. Dragging my arms from underneath the blankets, I turned my body and wrapped them around him, pulling him against me.

"'m not cute," I argued lazily, tilting my head to kiss him. His lips brushed against my own with a sweet desire that made my heart flutter. A hand slid into my own, and our joined hands rested near my waist, fingers interlocked. His tongue dipped into my mouth, caressing the soft insides, and then dancing against my own. I couldn't get over this intoxicating feeling of purely him, and I never wanted to.

His eyes blinked open when I pulled back, lingering close enough to breath the same air.

"Happy two weeks," he whispered. I had to chuckle. It was truly a ludicrous thought. How could I feel this close to someone within a span of two weeks when it usually took me years to let anyone in? Even more outrageous: how did I manage to meet a magical creature, something that I thought had existed only only in fiction?

Looking back at the previous two weeks, I was awed by it all.

Izaya shifting wretched me from my thoughts, and I was disappointed to see him moving away.

"Where are you going?"

"Shizu-chan is scratching at the door," Izaya replied, turning his back to me as he sat on the edge of the bed, stretching.

Damn dog.

My eyes wavered over his back.

"I wish Shizu-chan was blocked inside a barricade of boxes with a lot of newspaper on the bottom so he can just go his damn business," I said gruffly. Izaya stopped mid-yawn and looked back at me incredulously.

"... pffffff, hahahahaha!" Laughter tore from his throat, loud and happy. I would have used the moment to enjoy the sound, but instead, I moved across the bed, snaking one arm around him and pressing my lips to the small of his back. His skin trembled beneath the intimate touch and his laughter died.

"You sure I can't wish for these to be erased?" I asked against his skin, feeling him sigh.

"I can't heal or hurt people," he stated, looking over his shoulder, "And there's your dog house."

I looked up to see Shizu-chan really had been boxed in... literally.

"Good. Now get back here," I commanded, pulling at his waist. He laughed again, though this time lowly, and slid back underneath the covers.

"I've created a monster," he chuckled, kissing the corner of my lips, "You never wanted me to touch you before, and now you can't let go! Haha, see how addicting I am?"

"Don't get cocky," I replied, burying my face in his hair.

"And I still have that warmth turned off thanks to your wish! Hey, hey, you should wish for it back," Izaya said mischievously, nuzzling himself against me, "It'll feel incredible~."

It already felt incredible. I couldn't even imagine.

Well... I could kind of imagine... damn it, my libido was going to go into overdrive with this guy.

"You're insatiable, aren't you?" I asked, to which he just smiled innocently.

"I am with you," he replied, latching onto my neck and sucking. A low groan escaped me, but I was suddenly bothered. Grabbing at his shoulders, I tugged him back.

"How many of your contractors did you have sex with?" I asked anxiously. His eyes widened, and then quickly shifted away from me.

Shit.

I suddenly damned him for being a mirad. Of course he would go in search for sex when he gained energy from it. Was he ever close to any of them? Had others woken up beside him like this before I even came into the picture? Wouldn't he seek the comfort of whomever was in possession the box?

Insecurity and jealousy intertwined and left a rotting core in my stomach.

"Shizuo?" Izaya asked timidly. I snapped my gaze back up to him, knowing my expression must be something to see. He looked a little startled, "Ah... it wasn't- most of the time it was on order."

His gaze lowered again.

I paused.

"... order," I repeated, gritting my teeth. Selfish sons-of-bitches.

"I don't want to talk about this," he said weakly, stiff in my arms. I wrapped my arms around him tightly.

"I'm sorry. I had already guessed something like that happened... just... were there any other... special ones," I inquired fearfully. He looked up at me in surprise.

"No!" He said forcefully, looking panicked at the mere idea. He placed his forehead against mine, "Just you! Only you."

"Better be," I replied, relieved.

"Aw, you're jealous?" He asked, sounding very pleased with the fact, "Well now you know how I felt when you smelled like perfume!"

I stared at him, thinking back to that day in the park and how he hated the scent of jasmine.

That's what-

I laughed.

"Damn. I am completely defeated by you," I said, shaking my head. I lifted my leg up, wrapping it around his body and dragging it flush up against me. I smiled at the small gasp he made when our cocks made contact, and I hovered over his lips as I spoke, "I wish for that energy stuff to come back."

I heard a small whimper before I felt his body suddenly hum to life.

Holy heavens above, this stuff was like a drug. The effects only multiplied when he attacked my mouth in a furious act of dominance that I was going to fight for. My pulse skyrocketed as he thrust shallowly against me, and I was finding it increasingly hard to concentrate when my body was buzzing with friction every time our cocks rubbed against each other.

"F-fuck," I moaned, arching as he trailed kisses down my neck and chest. He stopped thrusting, instead wrapping a hand around my engorged flesh and thumbing at the slit. My whole body shook from the assault on such a sensitive area. Hell, every part of my body felt overly sensitive while it burned pleasantly, and I gasped when he roughly sucked at one of my nipples. The two ministrations were overwhelming my senses, and I was shocked to feel that familiar tightening in my lower abdomen so soon. I quickly grabbed his hand and pulled his head away, breathing harshly in a stupor, "... this stuff is going to make me lose it too soon."

Izaya's chuckle was low and husky, "Just wait 'till you're inside of me."

I was so fucked.

And I was loving every minute of it.

"Just use your spit this time," Izaya explained, bringing my hand close to my mouth. I quickly sucked at my fingers while I watched with lust-filled eyes as Izaya turned on the bed and bent down. I sucked on my fingers a little longer than I needed to, truthfully, as I stared at the view.

"I can't see your face this way," I said, a little disappointed as I moved behind him and swiftly inserted my middle finger.

"Nngh, you saw me last night. This is my- ah favorite position," he responded. I slipped another finger in, feeling his walls sucking me in deeper. My cock pulsed with need, wanting to be surrounded by that tight heat again. But Izaya was rolling his hips back, moaning wantonly, and I'll be damned if I didn't want this to drag on a little more because this was so hot. A third finger delved in, "Shi- Shizuo... hah... I want your mmgh cock already!"

I pulled out my fingers and pressed my cock against his entrance in less than a second. Spreading his cheeks apart with my hands, I gave my hips a strong push, burying myself inside. Izaya let out a drawn out moan, which quickly turned to pants that near matched my own as I thrust in and out of that body. My whole body was shaking, and I swore I was seeing white spots dance in my vision as that delicious heat consumed me.

"AH!" Izaya suddenly screamed, and I almost stopped in a hazy panic, "Fuck, please, right there again!"

A sweet spot?

I grabbed at his hips and pushed myself forward again. This time he muffled his scream against his arm. With beads of sweat rolling down the side of my face, I angled myself to hit that spot over and over and over, trembling when it rewarded me with his insides clamping down on my cock almost painfully.

I was unbearably close.

"Izaya," I whispered his name as I leaned forward, wrapping a hand around his cock and jerking him in time with my thrusts.

"Fuck, fuck, Shizuo, haaaaaah!" He gasped in pleasure, and I felt his cock pulse and strain as his orgasm hit. A few more thrusts sent myself over the edge, and I emptied my seed inside of him with a forceful blow. His entire body was quivering underneath me, and I almost couldn't find the strength to pull out before my body slid down against the bed like jello.

That... was the most intense thing I had ever experienced. I had no doubts saying it would probably be the most intense thing I would ever feel. My chest heaved in exhaustion.

Izaya was breathing harshly next to me, and I saw him swallow before speaking, "So? Heh... incredible?"

"I don't think I can move," I said quite honestly. He chuckled.

"Then don't move, but I'd appreciate being clean."

"I wish we were clean."

Just like that, the sticky mess was gone. Damn, that really was too convenient.

When we gained more control over our breathing, he once again moved his hand into my own. He seemed to like that gesture. I was more than happy with it, my hand tightening over his. It was a surreal moment, him lying there with me with his hand in mine while the tingling in my body was slowly fading and the afterglow was dying.

I breathed in slowly, enjoying the moment.

Then my phone started ringing.

I frowned and heard Izaya huff as I sat up. I had to stay still for a minute, still feeling a little dizzy, before shuffling over to the nightstand.

Tom.

… Tom!

Crap!

"Hello?" I answered quickly.

"You never called me back!" Tom accused, not sounding very happy. I laughed nervously.

"I'm sorry," I apologized sincerely, wanting to give him a reason, but my ears burned at the thought of telling him why I never got to get to that phone call. He sighed on the other line.

"It's fine, I guess. I'm just bored out of my mind. They're making me stay four more days! The food here is absolute slop!" Tom complained, and I laughed.

"At least you know when you're getting out now," I tried to amend. I turned my head when there was a knock at the door.

Who the hell could that be?

I looked at Izaya, who was looking at me, questioning.

Something in my gut told me that something was wrong.

Ok! THIS IS THE LAST LEMON. Bani, I had to add in just one more, 'cause there was a request for it with the warm stuff xD Next chapter will advance the plot~

Also, Bani, I added in a sentence there to answer your questions ^_^ Mirads cannot heal or bring harm to people!

Junjou-is-pureheart: HA, poor Tom, that's probably exactly what happened XD