Added warning of Crossdressing. kthnxbai~!
How atrociously embarrassing. It's bad enough I had to break in to the apartment of the strongest man in Ikebukuro, but then I changed into this? At least I didn't have to walk in it outside…in public…and January. If it weren't the most likely way to get him, I wouldn't…although it is turning me on a little. I have the mood set too, a trail of rose petals –he likes them the best- leading to the bedroom, me posing suggestively on it…in this outfit too. I take a deep breath. He'll be here any minute and sure enough…
"What the…" I hear his voice and try not to blush too much. I hear his foot falls come down the hall, cautiously. He's not a complete fool then, he knows whoever is in here broke in. Finally he rounds the corner and his jaw drops. I smile coyly at him rather than my usual smirk.
"Welcome home master~" I practically purr. I'm in a full on French-maid outfit complete with stocking's and stilettos.
"Wh-wh-" Hmm. Seems I've registered him completely speechless.
"And Happy birthday Shizu-chan~" I add, so he knows who it is. I don't want him to forget this either.
"H-how do you kn-know where I live," He managed to choke up, and my eye's graze down…good, it's working.
"I know lots of things~" I remind him, moving the prop feather duster to my lips suggestively.
"Wh-what are you d-doing here?" His voice actually cracks.
"Ne~? I'm here to give Shizu-chan his birthday present~" My tongue lightly flicks the handle of the duster. He gulps. He's already hard too and if I weren't so nervous I would have teased him about it.
"H-how did you know-"
"I believe…master…I answered that one already…" I slowly move up, letting my back curve gently to show off my flexability, my fingers touching my lips lightly. He swallows hard again and takes a step back. I stand –I've been practicing for this since Shinra's first successful trial two years ago. The fact that the day I need to do this lands on his birthday is merely coincidence. I walk towards him –in these shoes I'm almost as tall as he is—my hips swaying suggestively. The skirt…doesn't cover anything properly.
His back hits the wall and I glide my arms over his shoulders, around his neck, my lips touching his once before moving to his ear.
"Master~ gonna~ deny~ me~?" I purr softly. His heart is racing, and can feel it in his chest. I move slowly away, my hands ghosting down one arm to take his hand and lead him back to the bed.
"Shi~zu~o~" I purr, my hand brushing his cheek gently as I move in for another kiss. This time he responds forcefully. I am SO glad I thought to brought lube…and to use it beforehand too. His tongue slides in my mouth, one hand following the nylon up my leg to the buckle. He rips that easily and the small snap twinges against my leg. His hand moves up under the skirt and I part my legs for him. This was easier than I thought it would be…
He growls softly when he feels I have nothing on underneath and I gasp when he inserts one finger inside me. It doesn't hurt, but it feels odd. Sure I lubed myself up a few minutes before he got in, but his fingers feel very different. My legs wrap around his waist now as his lips leave mine to trail down my neck, my collar bone.
"I'm going to rip this thing you have on," He growls.
"It's your –Ah!- B-birthday gift do –Nn~!- what you l-like with -haaah~! It~!" I moan back. He grins against my chest and the damn thing rips easily with his strength. Then he does something else I'm only half expecting. He uses the fabric he ripped from me to tie my hands above my head, on the head board. The knot is very strong. I'm surprised at how much of a turn on that is for me as he adds a second finger.
"Aaah~! M-master~!" I know he likes that too. I leave if he brings anyone over, but I do watch when he's on his own, and he likes the maids, the bondage…not sadism per se, but he liked the control. He shivers at the title I've given him and I know he's wondering how the hell I know he likes this stuff, but he's too far gone to ask it now.
"You prepared yourself beforehand?" He asks gruffly.
"Is Master angry~?" I asked coyly, my head tilting to one side. He smirks and inserts a third finger. It's starting to hurt but I pretend otherwise. Besides, I can't stop it now. If I do…no, not an option. Not when I've gone this far.
"Haah~! M-Master be g-gentle~" I whimper that much and he frowns.
"Gentle?"
"Ne~? I am a virgin you know~" He scoffs. I know he doesn't believe it fully, but it's true. I always took care of my own needs, though I did try once. I didn't get very far with him. He starts stretching me more slowly though and grabs the bottle of lube I used on myself…then set on the nightstand. He adds some more to his fingers and I shiver.
"Ah! Oh! C-cold~!" But not bad either. I squirm in my bonds a little and after a few more thrusts with his fingers he slides them out, and what a dirty noise they make! He yanks his own shirt off, the buttons scattering on the floor, before his pants come off and I can't help staring at his perfect body. Each muscle is perfectly sculpted…and he's big down there too! I gulp a little but he squeezes another generous handful of lube out then starts gliding it on himself. It's so hot I can barely stand it.
He wipes the excess lube from his hand on the remains of the maid costume, though I still have the shoes and stockings on. He enters me slowly and my elbows bend towards him automatically, my arms straining to wrap around his neck as he hovers over me, tantalizingly out of my grasp even now. His lips claim mine as he starts moving and though it hurts I'm happy right now. The head of my erection touches his abdomen every time he thrusts inside and it's enough to make me whine with need. The angle changes though and then…
"MMNF~!" Pleasure wipes thought from my mind then, wipes everything but itself. White hot and better than I ever expected it to be, it rolls through my body in waves, a new one with each of his strikes to that one spot. My hands grip the fabric he's tied me with desperately now and I tug weakly at it, to no avail. His mouth stays on mine, like he wants to swallow my every moan, like he's tasting them and each has a new and unique flavour.
He stays with this angle though, his hips moving to hit my thighs with a slap, again and again. Oh fuck, it was good! I needed more than what I took now, but I know this memory alone will sustain me forever. I feel my release building, the heat pooling in my abdomen and the pressure building with a burning need and my moans grow louder still in his mouth. He moves his mouth at last though and the room echoes with my cries of delight combined with the sounds of our bodies connecting like this.
"You scream my name when you come," He orders breathily in my ear.
"Ah~! Shi-Shizu~! Shizuo~! SHIZUO!" I do as he has bidden, and come for him harder than I've ever come in my life! His name is always on my lips when I come, though he can't know that. I feel his release fill me, warm inside my body as he comes too and pulls out. I can tell he's exhausted, he was working all day –probably throwing and lifting all manner of things bolted to the ground—and then he came home and fucked me senseless. I'm exhausted just from the fucking! One hand lazily tugs the fabric, ripping it some more and freeing my hands at last.
Sure enough he passes out almost right away beside me in the bed and I shiver, watching him a moment. I watch his chest rise and fall, slowly shifting from the shallow, rapid breathing of exercise to the deep, slow breath of sleep. I gaze, mesmerized temporarily by the sheen of sweat that covers his perfect muscles, the delicate shine of his bleached-blonde hair. He's so beautiful, like a work of art, only real. A perfect alpha male in all his glory. I sigh softly, lying beside him a while to allow his seed to absorb properly. Shinra said it would take only an hour at most before I conceived after sex. Damn, I wish I had longer to drink him in.
Eternity wouldn't be enough for me though, and finally the hour passes and I rise. I take everything with me, every scrap of the ruined costume, every petal I scattered. I even find sleep wear and dress him in it. I want him to think this was a dream if I can, I won't disappear immediately. I can't let him think it's because of this.
"Ah Shizu-chan…if only you knew…" I whisper gently, kissing his perfect lips one last time before I leave, barely managing not to limp on my way home. No one will ever suspect a thing, and that is exactly what I want. I do stop by Shinra's though. He agreed to help hide the pregnancy as best he can, even from Celty.
"Izaya-san…you did it?" He seems surprised. I smirk at him though, my best sultry look thrown in.
"You mean you doubted me? Please, I'm way too hot for him to resist~" I tease and he raises an eyebrow at me.
"Izaya-san…"
"Fine, I …took advantage of his birthday a little…and…his weakness for …maid outfits." I can feel my cheeks burn red. Damn it all, Izaya Orihara does NOT blush! Sinra laughs at me too.
"Shizuo-san has a kink for that eh? Well, was it good?"
"It was…better than that," I admit sheepishly and he smiles, almost gently at me now.
"Well, how do you plan to hide this from everyone?"
"Easy. I'll arrange for only net meetings, that or send my new assistant 'Kanra' out. Did I mention 'Kanra' just tried for a baby~?"
"Did 'she'? Well, I'm sure 'she' can meet with people you can't…and get everything you need to boot."
"Who knows…maybe even Shizu-chan will like 'her'~"
"That's a dangerous game you look at," He warns and I smile, but it's a sad one now.
"I can't help it Shinra. Nine years…he's the one,"
Seliphra: Not the last time we see Iza-chan in a dress either
Izaya: *hides*
Shizuo: ...oookay
Seliphra: Yeah yeah, anywho, normally I respond to all reviews, however the last two weeks have been insane. Literally I am ready to collapse. Hence...I didn't when I woke up to fourty two emails. BUT I STILL WANT YOUR REVIEWS! I read all of them and they help a LOT. Seriously.