Warning: Dirty things. Very dirty things.
[Izaya's POV]
Izaya gasped, a shiver running through him at hands running along his sides, the touch light and teasing as he didn't resist them. Every motion was like a small blessing to his over sensitive skin, especially when those hands moved to play with him, one on his cock and the other keeping him still from the tight grip on his ass. He could tell there was going to be a mark from that grip later but he couldn't care less. Who would see it? His lover, of course.
The informant let out another breathless moan as the hand squeezed his flesh almost painfully, forcing his eyes open to see the golden ones he loved so much. He just made out a smile on the other's face before he closed his eyes again, pressing them shut tightly when he'd been entered with no warning. "K-Kasuka!" he exclaimed, unused to the rough treatment. Usually Kasuka was very tender in bed, even if Izaya was begging him for more, but now he wasn't holding back, already thrusting into him slowly so he could adjust better.
"Keep screaming, just like that." the ravenett above him ordered, taking one of the informant's legs and raising it to rest on his shoulder, pushing deeper into his body. Izaya couldn't help crying out again, this time in pleasure, before he started to chant his boyfriend's name softly. The jolts of pleasure kept lancing through his body as the scene dragged on, Kasuka finding his sweet spot and abusing it without hesitation, slamming into it repeatedly and smirking at the cries he gave out when he would slow down, the informant begging for more every time he threatened to stop.
He was so close he could feel it, the coil in his stomach just about to snap, the arch in his back just helping Kasuka reach deeper and straight to that one glorious spot. So fucking close..!
He shot up from where he was, panting and out of breath as his eyes tried to adjust to the almost non-existent light in his bedroom. Izaya held himself up on his hands, for a second more confused by the sight of his pillow than the absence of another being with him. Then he recollected his dream and where he was, the very thought making his cheeks turn red before he dropped himself back into the pillow face first to push it away.
It was no wonder he'd woken up, he was practically suffocating himself, but to wake up from that... Ugh, what the hell is wrong with me? I haven't had a stupid dream like that since middle school. he groaned in his head, turning his head to the side as he took a deep breath to calm down. He hadn't been able to finish so he was still needy but he couldn't bring himself to do anything about it. The informant didn't know why but just thinking of taking care of himself that way was repulsive and always had been, so he toughened up and just let it go away on it's own for now.
He pondered the reason of why he'd had the dream in the first place, knowing that compared to a lot of people his needs were mostly in check. This didn't happen often, sometimes not even for a year straight, but then again he did have a cause. Before recently he'd been a virgin, a proud one, and now that he had a wonderful boyfriend to handle his needs and most of the time cause them.. Well, his body seemed to be adjusting quite nicely to the attention and had no problems letting him know it wasn't happy with Kasuka's absence either. With every blessing there's a curse, at least when it comes to me..
As his eyes focused again and looked at the clock on his night-stand, the time made him groan again, this time at his assistant. "Namie, why the hell didn't you wake me up!? You said two hours, now it's almost morning!" Izaya shouted down from his room, glaring at the clock in place of the culprit. Sure, it might not have been morning per say, the clock said it was 4 am, but it was close enough when he'd specifically wanted to be woken up again to get work done.
"You should know exactly why I didn't by now, lover boy!" Namie shouted back up to him, a cocky tone to her voice that made him scowl before it dropped in mortification.
Holy shit, she heard me... If she didn't hear me, she saw me. Is that better or worse? He tried to imagine himself panting in his sleep and mumbling Kasuka's name, once again going red from the embarrassment. Definitely worse.. Much worse...
Izaya stayed where he was for another 20 minutes, finally feeling like he'd calmed down enough, emotionally and physically, to get up from his bed. The informant pushed himself up again and headed directly to his bathroom for a shower, cleaning himself off despite there not being a real mess and hopping out again before Namie could think she even heard the water running.
He dressed himself in non-sweaty clothes and walked downstairs, not even looking up at her and hoping that he wasn't blushing again. If he was going to have a dirty dream after so long and have a witness, he was going to own it, not be a baby about it. I have a hot, awesome, famous boyfriend who would fuck me in a second if I asked him to. I have no reason to be embarrassed about thinking of him that way. he told himself the whole way to the kitchen, almost being able to feel Namie's smirk as he passed her and pressed the button on his microwave to heat up his disgustingly cold coffee.
Everything was quiet as he came back out as well, the informant taking a seat at his desk with no qualms and being able to open his laptop and restart it in silence. Things stayed like that for a little while as he let himself surf the internet of his own accord before he really got back to work, still feeling a bit groggy and deciding to not over look something in his task because of it.
After half an hour, Namie reading a magazine she'd brought with her at her desk, she spoke up. "So, did the baby wet his bed?" she asked cockily, all the coffee that had once been in Izaya's mouth now threatening to cover his screen as he held in a coughing fit.
"What the hell!?"
"What? It's a legitimate question. Besides, you make me do your laundry sometimes, I wanna be prepared."
"That was one time when I was sick, and it still wouldn't be any of your business!"
"I'm your employee, your business is my business~"
"Namie, go fuck yourself."
"Why? Just because you had to.."
"Namie!"
Chapter 69!
Wanted more smut but couldn't have it since Shiki-problems.
So, I improvised~
Hope you all liked it, cause I did x3
Anyways, some more bromancing at the end though most of it is just Namie bothering that boss of hers.
We all know a flustered Izaya is the best Izaya, there's almost no competition.
I hope you all liked this chapter! Favorite, follow and review to see more!
PS. Stacy20 : I'm glad you liked this enough to read it all in a day, and hope you stick around for a lot more. Welcome to the party~!
PSS. Beato (yes I will forever call you that, sorry x3) : No worries about not reviewing for a while, I completely understand how life can get in the way. For the last couples days, or about every other day or so I was contemplating changing this story from daily updates into 2-day updates because life has just been a little bitch lately (I decided against it, don't worry ^^). If you need a few days to do other things, we all do, no worries.
And I'm glad that you're cosplay is coming along well, I'd love to see it sometime (just the dress would be fine if you're like me and hate having pictures up on the web) and I hope your cat does well on it's exhibition.
Back to the story, I completely agree with getting rid of Shiki, despite the amount of effort it would take and course-correction on my part as well. I would enjoy having most of this line up with the actual anime plot for the future, seeing as I originally set it two years before just for that purpose, but I would have no problems going off track if it turns out to be best that way. I'll never really know either until I write it, I do a lot better when I just sit down and start typing rather than imagining the whole plot start to finish, but we're on the same page with this, no worries.
Regarding the other characters, I have no idea if they'll be in here officially or not. They could make an appearance as reference definetly, but besides that I'm just not sure. If I don't include characters or put them in a lot in the first place it's just because I have no idea how to put them in character or keep them there. That's one of the reasons Shiki isn't actually present a lot in the first place, since I can't have him in for too long without screwing him up, in my opinion. I hope that makes sense ^^; I can try, but no promises, sorry friend!