Izaya was still licking the shell of Shizuo's ear, moaning in an extremely seductive way. The blond was sure he was doing it on purpose just for teasing. He dropped Izaya on the bed, but he immediately grabbed Shizuo's clothes and started unbuttoning his vest and the blond took off his tie and glasses, moving over to the shirt, since Izaya had finished with the vest. The brunet lowered his hands, undoing Shizuo's belt and moving on to his pants, unzipping them.
Shizuo just left his clothes on the floor, with the sunglasses. Then he leaned over Izaya, making him lay down while he pulled the blonds' body with him. Shizuo slumped over him, seeking once more those delicious pinkish lips, licking them before forcing a deeper kiss. Soon after, Izaya snaked his hands around Shizuo's waist and finally reaching his ass, grabbing his buttocks greedily, pushing his pants down next.
"Hn… Shizu-chan's so sexy." He purred directly into the ex-bartender ear when he moved on to harass Izaya's neck once again, while his hands pulled the informant's shirt up and his fingers traced every inch of that pale skin. He felt it when Izaya's body shivered, when his nipples hardened under his touch and the fast pace his heart was going on now.
Shizuo sucked on his neck, while rubbing the other's nipples with his thumbs, making Izaya arch his back and moan a little bit louder; he couldn't help it, since Shizuo was touching just the right spots.
"Hng, fu-fuck… Let's do it already." Izaya pleaded, feeling his pants extremely uncomfortable. Shizuo only murmured in agreement, letting go of his nipples do slip his hands down and undo Izaya's pants. Then he whispered.
"Where is it?" He didn't have to say what, Izaya knew it already. He raised his finger, pointing at one of the bedside tables.
"The first drawer, there…" Shizuo let go of the brunet to crawl and stretch towards the drawer, opening it and searching for the lube. While Shizuo was busy with this, Izaya didn't waste his time. He removed his clothes; his v-neck t-shirt, the belt and pants. He didn't have time to take his socks off, though. Shizuo had found the small bottle of lube and pressed him down once again. He stared at Izaya's body, from up and down, taking his time while admiring all the features from his nemesis. Or ex-nemesis, whatever.
After some time, Izaya was feeling a little embarrassed, so he moved his arms trying to take off Shizuo's pants completely. Shizuo noticed and helped him, finally taking it out along with his underwear. The blond held Izaya down, kissing him one more time. The informant promptly responded, forcing his tongue deep inside of Shizuo's mouth, desperate.
They broke their kiss again, and Shizuo stared Izaya again; now he had red cheeks, humid lips parted so he could breathe, his chest was going up and down quickly. His bright eyes were shiny, this time not of tears, but of pure lust.
Now was the time.
"Fuck, Izaya…" Shizuo growled feeling more aroused than ever. He opened the lube, pouring it over his right hand and then, on his hard-on. As soon as his dick was slippery enough, he took a hold of Izaya's legs, putting them over his shoulders. His hand was still wet with lube, so he lowered it towards the informant's ass. Shizuo caressed him, carefully looking for his hole, shaking by mere anticipation. When he found it, he pressed his finger inside, which made Izaya close his eyes and bit his lower lip, swallowing a moan.
"Hnng…" Shizuo started moving his finger in and out. Izaya was so tight that Shizuo wondered if he would fit inside of him. Then again, he was so into this that he would force himself inside anyways. Izaya's breath was getting faster at each second, and the blond was getting too much into this too. So he pressed a second finger, just wanting to prepare Izaya as fast as he can. He grasped with the second intruder and finally gave up on holding his moans, letting an incredible groan escape his parted lips. The blond started masturbating himself with his left hand; he wasn't very coordinated with it, but his right hand was busy.
The blond grew inpatient, and speeding his fingers a little bit he tried to prepare Izaya faster. The informant was still groaning, every time Shizuo pushed in deeper.
"O-Ohh… Shizu-chan! ~" And with that, all rational thought left Shizuo. He took his fingers out, grabbing his leaking dick and pressing it against Izaya's hole.
Izaya half-opened his eyes, staring at Shizuo while panting. He seemed confident, so Shizuo pushed himself in, slowly. Izaya grabbed the sheets, pressing them with his fingers. "Hnnng! F-fuck…"
Though, Shizuo only stopped when he himself was almost fully inside of him, groaning lightly. He was definitely really tight and hot. So hot. The blond thought that maybe he would go insane if he didn't move soon, but he was waiting for Izaya to adjust. Or at least, trying.
After a few seconds, Izaya nodded and Shizuo finally moved, in and out. The smaller man frowned, really having a hard time getting used to it. Actually, it had been a long time since the last he had sex, so his body wasn't so used to it anymore.
For this exact reason, he thought he wouldn't last long. And Shizuo knew that he wouldn't too since he was feeling like cumming just from Izaya's sight.
Shizuo began to thrust into Izaya, and when he saw Izaya arching his back and moaning louder, he thought he had found the right position. So he leaned over the smaller one, almost touching foreheads, using his arms as support. Izaya let go of the bed, grabbing some blond locks of hair. They were both moaning and the brunet's legs were losing strength as he felt his prostate being abused from the quick and harsh movements Shizuo was making. Izaya pulled Shizuo into a kiss, deep and desperate. With this, the blond sped up his pace and lifted his right hand, guiding it to the informant's leaking member and stroking it in the same rhythm as he was thrusting.
"Awhnn, Shizu-chan!" He called his name while coming, and Shizuo came right after, inside of Izaya while growling. "Izaayaa… "
They both feel silent, Izaya's legs unwrapping Shizuo's body while the blond lay down besides Izaya, hugging him tightly, too tired to say anything. Izaya smiled a little bit, still enjoying his orgasm, turning over to face Shizuo. The ex-bartender pulled him closer, kissing his lips gently and Izaya closed his eyes, genuinely happy.
Soon they were both asleep, too tired to care for the mess they made on the bed.