Izaya did away with the pants altogether. It seemed that his self also had good taste in underwear no matter whatever dimensional nexus he was on. He appreciated the black thong. Izaya rummaged through their amazing recent purchases and selected some clamps and pink fur fringed handcuffs.
"Now Izzy, if you're anything like me – apart from the obvious, that is – you should be into rough sex. And as amazing as your boyfriend may be, I bet he lacks in that department."
Izzy nodded, flushed face and deep eyes. Izaya took the opportunity to grope him through the kinky thong, nipping his neck as he lifted the shirt to let ghost-like caresses trail Izzy's heaving chest. Izzy yelped when Izaya attached a clamp to a nipple.
"Do I have to use this? Wouldn't want people to hear you."
Izaya waved a gag ball. Izzy looked at it curiously.
"That might be fun…I think."
"Ah, yes. So true. Now open up."
Izzy obeyed. The rubbery ball felt odd in his mouth but it added a certain thrill to it all.
"And might as well try these, too."
Izaya snapped the handcuffs on Izzy's wrists. He knew what he was doing as he lathered up the free nipple and tweaked the clamp on the other. Izaya pulled back and took about a minute to simply watch. Izzy blushed and hardened under the intent gaze.
"So you like being watched as well as watching."
Izaya got rid of his pants and underwear but not before he removed the switchblade from a pocket. This could very well be the ultimate fantasy. He use the tip of the blade to caress his sides, softly enough so that it did not drew blood but making sure that the sharp metal grazed the skin and left goose bumps on its wake.
"Ever tried doing it without any prep?"
Izzy shook his head. Izaya parted Izzy's knees and without further ado forced his hard length into him, bringing tears to his eyes. Izzy jolted and fought against the handcuffs that held him painfully. Izaya bit his ear and whispered.
"The best part about selfcest is that there's no such thing as rape."
He made the point by driving into him repeatedly with shallow but powerful thrusts. Izzy shook with each one and weak guttural sounds escaped him as a trail of drool spilled from his covered mouth. Izaya hooked a leg over his shoulder and brought down his whole weight to hit him with all he had. Izzy tensed, his hands clenching as pleasure bubbled up from within, unexpectedly. Izaya smiled widely.
"Forget it, I want to hear you and I don't care if this whole trippy city hears you as well."
Izaya removed the gag ball and licked Izzy's lips before muffling his muffles with a wet kiss.
"Izaya…"
"I don't get to top so often but I know a thing or two."
And in fact he knew just how to add a clamp to the other nipple and twisted it hard. Izzy squirmed and gasped.
"That's…good."
Izaya picked up his pace and angled his hips in just the right way that sent Izzy all aquiver. Bursts of hotness rocked his body and he strained against the handcuffs as control faltered. So much for the fooling-doppelganger-into-rape scenario, Izaya thought, but he was not bothered because his orgasm was upon him and made so much more explosive by the sight of himself splattering his hot mess at exactly the same time he released into convulsing tightness.
It was a while until Izaya pulled out and he snapped a shot of Izzy as he was, lying on the seat, pink fluffy handcuffs on, a white trickle seeping out.
"How was it, Izzy?"
Izaya removed the handcuffs and Izzy rolled unto his side, still trying to catch his breath.
"Best masturbation session…ever."
Izaya chuckled.
"Yeah. I like to do it in front of a mirror-"
"Me too! But this was better."
Izzy cleaned himself and made a mental note to get the car washed.
"First time doing it in a car?"
"Yes. Always wanted to try it, though…speaking of which, Izaya…I have an idea. Want to trade places for a bit?"
Izaya perked his ears.
"You mean we fool the boys back home?"
Izzy smiled in a very Izaya way.
"Precisely.