91,379 words...oh my god, how have i written this much. And there is still quite a bit left to write! asdfghjkl; Anywhoo, good news! 4.0 GPA so far. Hope I don't screw that up this semester! And CHRISTMAS is in 6 days~! I hope everyone is as excited as I am!
Shizuo sat at his kitchen table with a scowl on his face. The day had started off pretty shitty.
To start, he had a terrible case of insomnia, and had a rough time falling asleep. Once he did, he was plagued with confusing dreams that just gave him a headache. He was out of coffee, and his heater wasn't working.
Then Izaya had to come barging in, bitching and whining about how Namie was harping at him because he was getting behind on his work. For an hour, he ranted and raved about how he only had another three days to catch a lead on this assignment, and that he hadn't had such a difficult "case", as he called it, in years.
Now he was huddled under a blanket, staring at a mostly blank crossword puzzle which he knew none of the answers to; Izaya grumbling and huffing on the couch as he struggled to find any leads with the slow internet connection and lack of technology.
At least he wasn't coughing up blood anymore. That was one gem in this pile of shit he was dealing with today.
Shizuo clenched his fist, snapping his pen in half and spurting ink all over the newspaper. He cursed in frustration and rushed to wash his hands in the sink, glaring over at Izaya who had growled in irritation at the same moment.
"God dammit, Flea. Quit your complaining! You've been doing this for who knows how long. Can't you just do it quietly?"
"Like you could possibly understand how much work goes into this. My life is on the line. If I don't get the information I need, or even worse - the wrong information, they'll have my head. And I like my head on my shoulders." Izaya hissed, narrowing his eyes at Shizuo as he spat with a venomous tone.
"It's the same as all your other jobs!"
"This is nothing like my other jobs!"
The two strong forces of nature stared each other down furiously. Izaya broke the connection that was sparking between them first, as he turned back to his solitary laptop and slammed his hands against it. "LOAD. FASTER."
"SHUT UP!"
"FUCK YOU, SHIZU-CHAN."
Shizuo sighed, coughing as he dried his hands with a towel. All this fighting with Izaya was taking a toll on him. How he managed to survive all those years he could never understand. He had grown so used to Izaya keeping calm and being generally pleasant. He had never seen his nasty side.
His chest hurt and his throat was already aching a bit from raising his voice to simply keep up with the brunette's rising stress. He leaned against the counter and rested his head against the cupboard. He let his tired eyes fall closed and took soothing breaths to calm down his nerves.
Arguing and yelling wasn't going to help. It didn't take a moron to figure that out. Biting back the urge to rip off the flea's head, he walked over to the fuming brunette and grabbed the laptop.
"Oi! Give that back!" Izaya instantly barked, struggling jump up out of the couch that was swallowing him whole.
"No. You need a break." Shizuo grunted as he closed the laptop and set it on the side table.
"I don't have time to take a break! You don't seem to understand how impor-"
"I know that this is important. That there is a lot at stake for you. But us screaming at each other and being pissed off won't make anything better. You're just going to angrily scan pages and not read. You won't find anything with this attitude." Shizuo argued as he pushed Izaya back into the couch. "Take a half hour break. Cool down. Then go back at it."
Izaya groaned bitterly and leaned his head back to rub his temples, "Fine. What do you suggest I do to calm down then, hmm? Work on a crossword? Oh wait, looks like you destroyed that already."
"Shut up." Shizuo growled as he walked to his tv and turned it on, and shoved in a random VCR tape into the machine. The old appliance choked and struggled to begin, but soon a cheesy film that his brother had co-starred in started rolling from where Shizuo had left off. He stood up and walked back over to Izaya with his hands on his hips.
"Just watch a movie. Get your mind off work."
"Easier said than done, you imbecile." Izaya grumbled as he unwillingly stared at the tv.
"Quit snapping at me because you can't do your job!" Shizuo barked as he walked back into the kitchen to throw away the soiled and stained newspaper. Once the table was clean, he went to the freezer to pull out a familiar white box that he had been saving for a day like this.
He walked back to the living room and sat on the couch next to Izaya, who was curled up in a ball like an aggravated rolly polly. Shizuo nudged the informant, causing his red eyes to dart over in a narrow glare.
"What?"
Shizuo simply lifted the box and opened it, revealing the dozen little chocolate truffles Izaya loved oh so much.
Instantly, a spark of joy lit in Izaya's eyes as he flickered his gaze from the treasured chocolates, back up to Shizuo. Shizuo chuckled and handed the box to Izaya, who greedily took it and wasted no time in popping a truffle into his mouth.
The brunette sighed as the addictive bitter dark chocolate melted on his tongue, leaving the only the traces of the crumbly filling. He mewled and closed his eyes as he ate a second, rolling it around in his mouth as he savored the taste. Slumping into the couch, he could immediately feel comfort washing over him as all the stresses seemed to fade away.
Shizuo smiled as he watched Izaya melt into a pile of bliss. He reached over to try one, but his hand was slapped and a glistening carmine eye narrowed at him.
"Ah ah ah…what have I said?" Izaya smirked, pulling the box closer to him, "These are mine~"
The blonde chuckled and ruffled Izaya's hair, smirking when the brunette scrunched down lower to try and get away from Shizuo's hand.
Time passed by quickly, as they silently watched Kasuka's film. Izaya was lost in a world of bitter chocolate and bliss, while Shizuo was deep in the film's story. Neither paid attention to the clock as a half hour turned to an hour, and then turned into three.
Shizuo glanced over, seeing Izaya enwrapped in the movie as well as eating his second to last truffle. He frowned a bit, slightly annoyed that Izaya couldn't share just one truffle. Hell, even half was fine. He just wanted to try one.
He watched Izaya's fingers as they gingerly picked up the last truffle, which was no longer frozen - but room temp, and drop it on his tongue. Without thinking, he reached forward to grab Izaya's chin, turning his head so they were looking each other in the eye. Izaya blinked and opened his mouth to ask Shizuo what he was doing when the blonde leaned forward and closed the gap between their lips.
Izaya froze for a moment before he felt that warm muscle roaming around in his mouth, flicking at the roof of his mouth and rubbing against his teeth. He tried to back up, but was unable to move as the couch refused to let him shift.
Shizuo's eyes shut closed as he let his tongue wrap around the truffle that was still sitting on Izaya's tongue. He curled his tongue around it and pulled it toward his mouth, smirking with triumph.
Izaya's eyes widened when he realized what Shizuo was doing and growled daringly. He flicked his tongue against Shizuo's, knocking the truffle out of his grasp. He bit down slightly on Shizuo's tongue, warning him that he'd bite harder if he continued.
Shizuo grunted and pushed Izaya back until he was half lying on the couch, and half propped up by the pillows. Izaya's hands gripped Shizuo's arms as leverage, allowing him to push himself up to meet Shizuo's mouth fully. He tilted his head to try and get a better angle. Shizuo thrust his tongue forcefully into Izaya's closing mouth, forcing it back open.
The brunette made a small sound of surprise, when his tongue met Shizuo's. The two slick muscles wrapped around each other, battling to save the truffle which was already melting down into a pitiful chocolate-chip sized bite.
Izaya's eyes fluttered closed when Shizuo rolled his tongue along the sides of Izaya's, sending shivers down his spine. His grip tightened slightly, and he pulled Shizuo closer. Shizuo agreed with Izaya's hints, and tilted his head so their mouths melded closer together.
The truffle long forgotten, the two were swept up in the desires and pleasures of their mouths working together. Their lips moved in unison, sucking and nipping as they explored each others mouths. The bitter-sweet flavor of the truffles was being licked away as their kisses deepened.
Shizuo groaned, his hands slipping from Izaya's cheeks down to his neck. His thumbs rubbed small circles on the patch of skin behind Izaya's ear and under his jawbone. Izaya moaned and let go of Shizuo's arms so he way lying back on the couch. He ran his hands along Shizuo's chest and over his shoulders, pulling him closer. The blonde shuddered in response and leaned down until their bodies were just brushing against each other.
The blonde broke away, panting as he rested his forehead against the brunette's. He stared at him with half lidded eyes, observing how the informant's red eyes struggled to focus and how he licked his lips and panted. And the way his inky hair swept along his face and brushed his cheek bones.
Shizuo ducked his head down again, pecking Izaya's lips with his own. The gesture held a small message. One that Shizuo desperately wanted an answer for. He watched Izaya process it with a small frown, scared that rejection would be the answer.
When Izaya parted his lips and lifted himself up to press his lips against Shizuo's, the blonde pulled the informant closer and ravaged him. The brunette threw his arms around Shizuo's shoulders, pulling him closer as their mouths assaulted each other. They gasped and panted as they broke away, foreheads pressed together as they stared into each others eyes.
"Shizu-chan…." Izaya panted, licking his swollen lips as he panted.
"Y-yeah?"
"What are we doing?"
Shizuo paused, breaking eye contact for a moment to stare down at Izaya's chest before looking back up, "Kissing."
"Why?" Izaya whispered, closing his eyes as he tried to catch his breath.
"You're the smart one, you tell me."
Izaya opened his eyes again to see a cocktail of emotions swirling in Shizuo's warm eyes. Attraction, care, concern, fear, lust. He could see the reflection of his own conflicting feelings in Shizuo. Rather than saying a retort, he pulled Shizuo's head down to kiss him again, mewling at the contact.
Shizuo kissed keenly for a few minutes before ducking his head lower to trail his kisses down Izaya's jaw. He grazed his teeth gently against his skin, sucking on the junction of his jaw and neck.
Izaya moaned and rolled his head to the side to give Shizuo more access. Thin fingers brushes through blonde hair as Izaya pulled him closer, arching his back to meet with the brute over him.
Shizuo's hands roamed over Izaya's thin body, trailing down his sides and across his stomach. The brunette trembled beneath him, groaning as his stomach muscles quivered on his touch. The blonde's lips shifted up to nibble on Izaya's ear, sucking on it softly. Izaya cried out and bit his lip, trying to keep himself quiet.
Despite how good this felt, and how turned on he was getting…he wouldn't allow himself to verbally admit it. No matter how much blood rushed to his groin, he wouldn't openly tell Shizuo. His body would do all the talking for him.
Izaya let go of Shizuo's hair and ran his hand along his back, feeling the muscles trembling through the fabric from the sensation. He continued to travel lower until his fingers hooked in the blonde's belt loops. He grasped hard and rocked the blonde forward, pressing their hips together. They both hissed in unison, overwhelmed for a moment at the sudden friction.
Shizuo growled in Izaya's ear, causing him to shiver with desire. The informant arched up, rolling his hips against Shizuo's aggressively. The blonde swayed his hips back down to meet Izaya's. Their growing arousals rubbed against each other, their jeans constricting and limiting their motions.
Izaya's nimble hands slipped down to the front of Shizuo's jeans and unzipped him, before dipping his hand into his pants to rub at Shizuo's arousal through his boxers.
The blonde jerked and groaned loudly, rocking his hips to have Izaya rub him more. He couldn't believe that he was actually doing this with the flea. Or rather…he couldn't believe he was finally doing this with the flea. Ever since that night at Shinra's he had been thinking about his touch daily, wondering if it would feel the same.
He was wrong. It felt better.
Izaya knew what he was doing this time. He skillfully rubbed the palm of his hand against Shizuo's growing erection, teasing his balls with his fingertips. Shizuo opened his eyes and stared down at Izaya, who looked up at him with lustful eyes and a playful smirk.
"Get up."
Shizuo backed off Izaya without question, allowing the nimble brunette to hop up onto his lap. He tugged at Shizuo's jeans, coaxing them to come off. Shizuo helped by lifting his hips until there were pulled to his knees. Izaya licked his lips as the sight of Shizuo's tented erection, the tip damp with precum that was just starting to bead.
Not in the mood to be subtle, Izaya spat into his hand and ran his palm along the underside of the shaft. His heart skipped a beat when he heard the blond suck in a breath.
Closing his eyes and leaning forward, Izaya rocked himself on Shizuo's legs as he pumped Shizuo's cock. Large hands rested on his hips and guided him as he continued to roll his hips. He sighed when Shizuo's hand slid forward to cup Izaya's erection shyly.
The brunette sat up on his knees, urging Shizuo to continue. After a hesitant moment, Shizuo freed Izaya from his constraints. The lithe man in his lap wriggled out of the jeans and boxers, letting them fall to the floor. Shizuo's mouth went dry when he saw Izaya's prick begging to be touched.
He reached to start stroking Izaya, when the raven grabbed his hand to stop him. Izaya flashed him a glance, before crawling onto Shizuo's lap. Shizuo's eyes widened, "I-Izaya, what ar-"
"Calm down. I'm not going that far." he insisted as he settled himself. He angled his hips down and rocked his hips, rubbing their cocks together. A garbled sound escaped Shizuo's throat as he rested his hands on Izaya's waist. This thumbs dug into Izaya's hips, causing the brunette to buck forward.
"Nngg…aaah…" Izaya choked out a pitiful moan as he bent forward, resting his arms around Shizuo's neck. Shizuo dragged Izaya's hips, creating more friction between them. Shizuo dropped a hand from Izaya's slender waist and rolled it gently over the heads of their cocks, smearing the precum onto his palm.
Sliding his hand down, he curled his fingers around their cocks and stroked them together as Izaya continued to rock his hips against Shizuo. Their motions became rhythmic, as Izaya thrusted his hips up as Shizuo stroked down. The blonde was panting and groaning at the sensations. The pressure was coiling tighter in his stomach and he needed release. Izaya's choked back moans weren't helping.
The raven's hips trembled as he was reaching his climax. He thread his fingers through Shizuo's blonde locks, pulling his bangs away from his face so he could look at those lust filled eyes that stared heavily at him.
Arching forward, Izaya changed his position and lewdly mewled when the tips of their cocks started nudging together. Shizuo bent forward to capture Izaya's lips with his own, drinking in those sounds that continued to escape the brunette. Their tongue intertwined and danced as their hips grew more erratic.
Shizuo broke away to latch his lips on Izaya's neck, sucking hard on the ivory skin. Izaya moaned and clung onto Shizuo's shoulders, digging his nails into his shirt.
"Hgnn..o-oh..fuck…" Izaya's strangled voice rang in Shizuo's ear. The blonde growled with arousal and quickened the pace of his strokes on their cocks. He could feel Izaya trembling above him as he rode on the edge of orgasm. Shizuo sunk his teeth down Izaya's neck, earning a cry out from Izaya.
The informant's grip tightened as he came, hot jets of cum splashing onto his black shirt. He trembled and mewled as Shizuo thrust his hips a few times before also coming. He softly licked at the bruised patch of skin, kissing it lightly in apology. The brunette slumped a bit in Shizuo's grasp and sighed, panting as he basked in euphoria.
Shizuo struggled to catch his breath as he fought back some coughs. He pushed Izaya off him so he was sitting up in his lap. They stared at each other, reading their expressions as they both tried to figure out what exactly happened. Preferably, why they had gone that far to begin with. The answer was clear, but were they ready to admit it?