The Izaya at Shizzy's back pushed him toward the other Izaya who took both of their erections and moved a gel covered fist up and down. Shizzy was so turned on by the friction and sweet heat as the pink stuff touched his already heated skin, so much so that he did not even protest when something hard was pushed into him. Shizzy moaned despite the pain. The other Izaya spread himself wide open so that Shizzy only had to let the momentum of the thrusts delivered from behind to carry him forward and have him firmly sheathed into the Izaya in front of him.
"Heiwajima Shizuo sandwich!"
Shizzy did not even know which he liked better, if the tight hole into which he pushed for all he was worth or the hardness that struck him in just the right way over and over again. He rocked frantically and could hardly respond to the kiss with which Izaya, whichever one it was, devoured him. Shizzy was only vaguely aware that the Izayas were playing him but he did not even care.
His pace was somewhat erratic, he was not used to the rush of pleasure that dissolved everything else into a blur. The Izayas came at exactly the same time, one of them shooting deep inside Shizzy and the other splashing him with his load. Shizzy's climax followed by two thrusts after and he closed his eyes as exquisite tightness milked him.
The Izayas let him collapse and spooned together. Shizzy watched and found himself jerking off to the sight of slender limbs entangled, long kisses and shiny wet skin rubbing. His orgasm was fast and unhinged his knees.
"Shizzy-chan doesn't last long."
"Poor thing!"
The Izayas laughed. Shizzy began to seriously wonder if his boyfriend was not a closet sadist after all.

"I have a plan!"
Izaya announced this to the other three. Shizuo had been soothed into not killing everyone with doses of nicotine followed by Shizzy's entire stack of expensive Cuban cigars. They sat in the living room, Shizzy making sure he put as much distance between himself and his counterpart as he possibly could.
"Spill it, louse."
"So nasty, Shizu-chan. Anyway, we must go to this world's version of the Sunshine building."
"How did you come up with that theory, genius?"
"I actually gave it some thought, Shizu-chan. Which is something that I understand is beyond your intellectual skills."
"You fucking flea, I'll-"
Izzy stepped in.
"My, my. No arguing for a bit."
"As I was saying before I was rudely interrupted, both you and I were passing the Sunshine when we found ourselves here. So the best thing we can do is try to repeat that experiment and see how it goes."
Shizuo agreed with the reasoning but he was not going to admit it. Not in a million years.

Shizzy wanted to send the crazy pair on their way and leave it at that but Izzy insisted in taking them to Ikebukuro on his shiny Ferrari. And he also insisted on driving.
Izaya and Shizuo sat on the backseat that had been cleaned.
"House, lawn, house, lawn, house, lawn, picket fence, house, lawn-"
"Shut the fuck up, I'm not blind! This fucking city is already horrible without you blabbering about it."
Izaya pouted.
"I'm offering my observation skills. People pay big money for them, you know."
Shizuo mumbled something and glowered. He was still doing that when Izzy slammed the brakes and piped merrily,
"Here we are! That's the Sunshine!"
Shizuo and Izaya stared at a tall building that stood from the cityscape. It was the only construction with more than two stories as much as they could tell and it also happened to be a collection of regular houses piled together.
"What the fuck is that supposed to be? That's the Sunshine? Bloody hate this world."
"It's okay Shizu-chan, we'll be back to our own 'bukuro soon enough."
Izaya pushed Shizuo out of the car and skipped around happily.
"Ha! See how much of a flea you are, jumping like that!"
"Yeah, yeah, get a new insult one of these days. Getting tired of 'flea' this and 'louse' that."