Cheat
Mikado was once an all powerful witch. He brought men and women alike to their knees with a single look. Even now, his luminous blue eyes still held a wealth of power.
He wasn't to be crossed.
And yet, those same blue eyes, stared wide in disbelief at the scene burning itself into his eyes.
His husband, balls deep inside one of the maids. Masaomi had always been a womaniser. His friend, his beloved had never gone long without a woman. Until him. Mikado had thought his husband had finally settled.
Obviously not.
The maid screamed noticing him first. His husband made stuttering apologies. Mikado's lips moved, cursing the lovers. He cursed them with the child, forming in the maid's belly. A child that would be unnatural, devil's spawn. A child that would have no morals, a child that would destroy its parents.
Mikado kicked the duo out of his home.
It was a couple of months later that he heard a cry in his forest. There tucked beneath the bough of a tree was a small basket. Inside was a baby swathed in blankets.
Mikado picked up the baby, smiling as it stopped crying, cooing at him. Such a sweet child, so full of light. Mikado claimed the child for his own.
Eighteen years later.
Shizuo loved his father. He knew they weren't real family. Mikado had always been open with that. They were strangers, a baby picked up in the forest and a divorced witch craving companionship.
Shizuo loved that they were alone. With only each other for company, it was natural that he fell in love with his adopted father. He'd thought it would be just the two of them. Forever.
How wrong he was.
Shizuo frowned at the knock at the door. No one ever visited. Mikado was a loner. Shizuo had no desire to go anywhere else. It was early in the morning with the sun inching above the horizon. Mikado was fast asleep.
Shizuo unlocked the door, curiously peering out at the intruder. Standing on the other side of the door was a young adult with jet black hair and blazing red eyes, that glowed almost as much as Mikado's blue orbs.
Shizuo said nothing, staring at the stranger. He noted the man was in all black, seemingly blending in with the night, as if he'd stepped from the shadows.
The stranger smiled, lips in a thin line. Shizuo's hand went lax on the door. "I'm looking for Mikado Ryugamine."
"What for?" Shizuo asked hastily.
"That's between me and him."
Shizuo scowled. "He's not here." Shizuo went to close the door, only for the man to rudely push inside, grabbing him by the throat and slamming him into the wall. Something dark and slimy slapped across his mouth.
The man's eyes glowed, a wide smile splitting his face. "Then I guess you'll have to entertain me."
Shizuo's eyes bugged wide feeling the hand at his crotch. He focused his magic at his fingertips. The stranger easily smothered it, tearing down his measly protection.
Shizuo cried out, voice muffled against the assault. The stranger violated him with fingers and magic. Shizuo near fainted when the stranger pressed his cock into his virgin ass.
Tears leaked from his eyes, the stranger licking them, tasting him in every way. Then it all went black.
Shizuo woke from a nightmare he didn't remember. He was covered in a cold sweat from head to toe. With a groan he rolled out of bed, glancing out of the window. The sun was high in the sky.
Getting dressed, he hurried down the stairs to join Mikado. Shizuo stopped dead, freezing in the doorway. There was a stranger sitting in his seat, using his cup and plate.
Mikado looked up and smiled. "The day is wasting, Shizuo."
Shizuo looked pointedly at the intruder. "Who is he?"
Mikado smiled, resting a hand on the stranger's shoulder. Shizuo bristled. "This is Izaya. He's going to be my apprentice."
Shizuo's mind blanked. "Apprentice? You said you wouldn't take one."
"Izaya's magic is a similar type to mine. I'm still looking for someone to teach you."
"Teach me?" Shizuo echoed numbly. "Someone is coming here?"
Mikado didn't answer him. "Sit. I'm about to make lunch."
Shizuo shook his head. "I'm not hungry."
Shizuo hated Izaya. The apprentice was stealing all of their time together. There was something about the man, something that fuelled his nightmares. Shizuo had wards at his door, hiding his spells from both witches. Mikado wouldn't be happy he was using magic for his own gain.
Gathering his things, he climbed from his window, landing lightly on his feet. The woods were his playground. Shizuo ducked and darted between the trees to his little clearing. With a quick preparation and reveal spell, the tree tops parted giving way to the light of the full moon.
His spell circle lit up. Mikado didn't like keeping one going, but Shizuo detested continuously drawing them out.
Whereas Mikado and now Izaya were dark witches, Shizuo was light. The only magic they had in common was the elements and sex. His magic was more potent with him being a virgin.
Shizuo flicked through his spell book, most of the spells were self taught. He flicked to the latest page. A spell to dissuade intruders. Well, Izaya certainly fit that.
Shizuo stripped down, anointing himself in lotion. By tomorrow the intruder would be gone and he would have Mikado all to himself again.
Shizuo smoothed a hand over his torso, taking his cock in hand. He rapidly finished into the bowl, placing it at the centre of the circle.
It was when he was reading over the spell that the first chills settled in. Shizuo raised his head. Nothing but trees and darkness. Shaking his head, he went back to studying the spell.
The first syllable was cut off. His spell circle growing dull, going from white to black. Shizuo spat a curse as the circle lit up a bright red.
There were footsteps behind him. The power of the circle keeping him pinned to his knees. Shizuo jolted at the hand on the back of his neck. His heart pounded with dread as the same hand trailed down his spine, cupping his buttocks.
Shizuo flinched not from the finger circling his entrance, but the droplets dripping onto his back. It wasn't raining. That left blood, and he was in a spell circle.
A finger slipped into him, then another. Another drop of blood splashed against his skin. Fingers were replaced by a cock. Hands pressed against his side, manipulating the blood. Shizuo screamed.
His spell didn't work. Shizuo trudged back to the house, sneaking in through the front door. It was still early. Mikado would show no sign of rising.
Shizuo scratched at the itch at his back. He must've been bitten by bugs. Dragging himself up the stairs, he clutched at his spell book, slipping into his room and collapsing on the bed.
Izaya made him breakfast. Shizuo frowned, taking a seat. "I noticed you have a sweet tooth, Shizu-chan."
Shizuo's chest felt strange at the nickname. He nodded once, drawing the plate towards him. He ate slowly, unable to raise his head. He'd tried to banish Izaya last night.
"Shizu-chan."
Shizuo stiffened, his cock hardening. That had only happened around Mikado. Shizuo pushed away. "Thanks for…" he waved a hand, ready to leave the room.
Izaya grabbed his wrist, keeping him from leaving. "Look at me, Shizu-chan."
His head snapped up. Izaya crowded him against the table. Shizuo's breath hitched feeling Izaya's cock pressed against his own. "I-I-
Izaya kissed him, caressing his jaw. Shizuo melted, experiencing his first kiss. Izaya led the way. He found himself following like an obedient puppy. Izaya's hands moved down to his buttocks, circling his cheeks.
Shizuo wanted to say he hadn't done it before, that he was a virgin. Izaya moved the plates, pressing him back to climb on the table.
Shizuo hissed a sharp gasp, Izaya making quick work of his clothes, engulfing his cock with his mouth. It's unlike anything he's ever felt before.
Shizuo can't do anything. His body has become mush, nothing but a bundle of nerves. Izaya owns him. Shizuo whines and wriggles, his hips bucking up further down Izaya's throat.
"What's going on here?" Mikado asks from the doorway, eyes flickering blue.
Shizuo cries out in dismay, pushing Izaya away. He needs to go after Mikado. To explain. Izaya lets him go.
Mikado is a problem. True love often is. The enchantment over Shizuo is almost complete. Only Mikado stands in his way. He hadn't expected Shizuo. His parents hadn't told him about anyone left at Mikado's side.
It was obvious there was no blood relation. Perhaps then, Shizuo was an orphan abandoned in the woods. Mikado in his bereaved loneliness would've taken the child in.
Izaya had planned to kill Mikado on sight. But there was Shizuo. All love and light for his target. The man that sought to defy him.
Shizuo's love wasn't one sided. Mikado constantly cut their lessons short, giving Shizuo lingering looks when the man wasn't looking.
Shizuo was his.
Mikado.
Mikado.
Mikado.
What the hell had he been doing with Izaya? It was Mikado that had raised him, Mikado that had loved him. Mikado.
Shizuo ran, chasing after the love of his life. His heart ached and his back burned. Mikado shut himself away. Shizuo banged on the door. Sealed, with magic. Channelling his magic into physical strength, he tore through the door.
"Mikado."
"You broke my door." Mikado frowned.
"I love you." Shizuo rushed out. "I always have. I always will. I don't know why I was with Izaya. My body…I-
"Shizuo-
"I think he cursed me." Shizuo whispered, clutching onto Mikado's shoulders. "My memory…nightmares…my back burns."
"Shizuo?" Mikado asked more alert. "What are you talking about?"
Shizuo grit his teeth, fire licking up his spine. "I don't think I'm a virgin anymore. I-I can't remember."
"Turnaround." Mikado's voice was a sharp command. Shizuo did as he was told. Mikado hissed.
A dark crushing wave fell over the house, driving him to his knees. His back burned, feeling sigils being carved into him. Shizuo screamed.
Shizuo screamed. His eyes rolling back into his head. The sigils glowed an ominous red. The same red as Izaya's eyes. Shizuo collapsed to the floor.
Mikado was on his knees, checking Shizuo over. He looked up at his apprentice standing in the doorway. "What have you done?" Mikado demanded reaching for his magic.
"I took him from you. Like you took my parents from me."
Mikado lashed out with his magic. Nothing happened.
"Your magic is sealed."
Shizuo opened his eyes. He was on the floor with two men looking down at him. One with red eyes and one with blue. Shizuo smiled up at his lover. "Izaya."
"Shizu-chan."
Shizuo pushed up, taking Izaya's hand. His lover helped him up, pulling him in close. Shizuo moaned at the hand on his ass.
"Shizuo."
Shizuo frowned, looking back at the blue eyed man. "Do I know you?"
"Shizuo, you-
"Shizu-chan."
Shizuo shook his head, turning his attention back to Izaya. Izaya's fingers slipped down the back of his pants.
"Stop it!" Blue eyes snapped.
Shizuo dropped to his knees, unzipping Izaya's pants. Untucking his lover's cock, he opened his mouth, sliding his lips over the tip. Izaya was hot in his mouth, quickly stiffening.
Izaya smiled down at him, fingers in his hair. They pulled sharply. Shizuo took him deeper, fisting his own cock. Izaya fucked his throat. Slamming his hips back and forth.
"Fuck me, please." Shizuo begged. "Please."
Izaya tensed, splashing cum across his face. "On your knees. Face our friend."
Shizuo nodded, dropping to his knees. He looked up into blue eyes, tears streaming from them. His chest ached. His back was stinging.
Izaya wasted no time mounting him. Shizuo cried out, his hands resting on blue eye's knees. The man circled his wrists, thumbs smoothing over his veins.
"It's okay." Blue eyes murmured. "You're okay."
Shizuo rocked forward. On instinct he pressed his lips to the soft ones stained with tears. His own fell, clarity making the sigils burn. "Mikado."
Mikado's eyes went wide. Izaya stiffened. Shizuo couldn't take the pain.
Mikado flicked his gaze to Izaya's fury. Shizuo was passed out. Because he remembered. Because of the pain. Because true love's kiss couldn't be beaten.
"You can't take him from me."
Izaya drove his cock into Shizuo's unconscious body. "No, it means you need to die."
"Because your father cheated on me?" Mikado asked incredulously.
Izaya paused.
"Masaomi didn't tell you that? He didn't tell you we were married. That I gave him everything and then found him balls deep inside one of the maids?"
Izaya's lips thinned. "No. He didn't say that."
Mikado shook his head in disgust. "Typical. He never did take responsibility for his actions. Always a womaniser. Stupidly I forgave him every single time. You're not an only child. Masaomi liked spreading the love."
A thought occurred to him. He looked between Izaya and Shizuo. Izaya pulled out, dragging Shizuo into his arms.
"I found Shizuo abandoned in the woods." Mikado hedged. "Given that Masaomi lived with me…it's possible-
"No!" Izaya snapped through gritted teeth. His eyes flared. "Shizu-chan is mine."
Lies. He was surrounded with lies up until the end. His mother had given birth to him, trying to raise him, whilst she watched his father eye younger models. His father had told him how Mikado had cursed them. Izaya had been cursed to not know or care right from wrong. His mother was barren and his father had been cursed to forever need women in his bed.
Lies. All lies.
Izaya clung to Shizuo. If what Mikado was hinting at was true, then his half brother. Another of Masaomi's seedlings left to thrive or rot.
"Izaya." Mikado was still speaking. "If you care for Shizuo. If you love him, take him away. With me still here, the sigils will hurt him. I will only trigger his pain."
Izaya looked into Mikado's eyes. The man was a steady teacher with a warm heart. "You'd give him to me?"
"He's already yours. Perhaps he was always meant to be. My presence will cause him pain. His light will balance your curse. Take care of him, Izaya. Please."
Izaya made a decision. It was an easy one. He reached out with his magic. Mikado didn't move. Didn't look away from him.
Mikado cancelled the request for a magic tutor. They'd decided Shizuo didn't need anyone but them teaching him. They refused to let Shizuo go elsewhere. Nor did they want an intruder in their midst.
Mikado got started on breakfast, since he was the first one up these days. It wasn't long after he got the pots and pans started, that arms encircled him.
Mikado tilted his head, meeting Izaya's lips in a kiss. "Good morning. You can help with breakfast. Any chance of Shizuo waking up anytime soon?"
Izaya squeezed him. "I don't think so. He took us both last night."
Mikado jolted at Izaya's questing hands. "I'm sore."
"We have healing magic."
Mikado blushed. "I'd rather feel you."
Izaya nuzzled into him, pulling him from the stove. "I'm going to bend you over the table and breed you with my cock."
Mikado's breath hitched, his cock hardening.
Shizuo woke to breakfast in bed and a show. His two lovers were in the midst of a steamy clinch, Izaya balls deep within Mikado's tight ass. Shizuo ate quickly, stroking his cock. His rim pulsed, desperate to be filled.
Setting his plate to one side, he found himself gathered in his lovers' arms, sandwiched between the two.
End