Shizuo loved his job. He was a creator slash summoner of sorts. Except his skills were niche. He got to make monsters for a more erotic use. Whilst his fellow workers created monsters to scare and become nightmares, Shizuo created monsters to seduce, to call to their victim's darker fantasies. He loved his job.
Shizuo hummed looking over the checklist. Tentacles were always a popular one, along with the incorporeal. Ideas formed and Shizuo set to work. He gave some of them cute forms as well. After all monsters weren't just the fuck and run type. They were the erotic imaginary friend that never left.
Shizuo sat down cross legged in the creation room, both hands on the orb. He started with shadow, made its reach look like tendrils. He gave it the ability to become solid and then he made it warm like a cloud and changed the colouring when it became happy. As always he gave it the desire to both possess and protect. Shizuo locked it in and let the creature form, sending it on its way to the client's address. A warm glow bloomed in his chest from a job well done.
It was that glow that made it all worth it. That glow stayed with him and made him feel alive.
He was feeling chipper up until the next works order. His smile dropped and anxiety pooled in his gut like the writhing tendrils he created.
Shizuo hated VIP orders. They were usually ridiculous and they left him feeling dread rather than warmth. This one was for a business tycoon. His son was finally at that age and the list was specific. It didn't leave any space for creativity.
Shizuo sighed and read over the checklist. Shadow, tendrils, humanoid, identical to the son in appearance. Able to function whatever hour. Shizuo sighed, it sounded like the request was for a demon, rather than his department.
Still he went to the creation orb and did what he did. He closed his eyes and focused. Admittedly the son wasn't bad looking. Shizuo gave his creation red eyes though rather than shimmering blue. He made him look slightly older, slightly taller and more like an older brother, rather than a clone. He poured everything into the being, using the highest quality materials, as instructed and then he set in the protection and the possessiveness. Shizuo hesitated when it came to the loyalty. He made a decision not to add it in.
And then he let the creation form. A monster like no other. A name sprang to his lips and Shizuo bit down before it slipped out. He didn't want to accidentally bind the thing to himself. Opening his eyes he stared into the glowing red jewels and then he sent it to the client's son. He hoped Izaya would be happy.
Shizuo frowned as a mix of warmth and dread bloomed. He doubled over as the mix spread through his body like little hooks snagging into him. Shizuo bit back a scream, tears leaking as the feeling subsided. He'd never felt anything like it. Whatever he'd just created was terrifying or maybe it would be what the client's son Mikado would do.
x-x-x
Shizuo wasn't human. He didn't suffer human ailments. So he didn't understand why he was so drained. The pain from his last creation was still there a dull throbbing in his chest. So he rested. He closed his eyes and let the rest cycle kick in. He'd had creations take parts of his energy, but this was the first time he'd felt something so intrusive, something that drained him to rest level.
Closing his eyes he found his blank slate filled with darkness that pushed down on him. Shizuo frowned at the lack of emptiness. He startled as tendrils coiled around his limbs, pulling him like a puppet. He felt the tendrils open him up and then the mass form into something more rigid, forcing its way into his body. Shizuo bit back a scream as he was taken. The mass was all consuming and Shizuo realised he'd made a mistake. The creature formed between his legs, red eyes staring down at him. He'd messed up. Shizuo uttered the creature's name. "Izaya." The creation responded with a toothy smirk.
x-x-x
Shizuo had never had to issue a recall before. He didn't want to given he was dealing with a VIP. The client seemed to be happy though. Shizuo sighed deciding to do a discreet check before he put the recall in.
He went down to the human's address, a mansion with a large gate. He'd do a quick check and then forget about it. Shizuo rang the bell and waited. He didn't know what to say if he was asked why he was visiting.
Shizuo startled as the one to answer the gate was his creation. He was dressed, humanoid and looked smug. "Can I help you?"
Shizuo frowned. "Who are you?" He asked.
"The new butler of this estate." Izaya answered politely.
"You got a name?" Shizuo asked.
"I'm just the butler." His creation shrugged. Shizuo stared and then nodded. "Was there something you needed?"
Shizuo breathed out a sigh of relief. "Your employer treats you well?"
"Yes."
Shizuo took a step back. "That's good." Without a word he turned on his heel and walked out of sight, pinging himself back to his workshop. It was fine. There was nothing to worry about.
x-x-x
"Who was it?" Mikado asked with the sheets pooled around his waist. His backside was sore from his new personal assistant's touch.
"My creator." The creature that called itself Izaya said.
"Your creator?" Mikado asked curiously. "They check on you? That's…sweet?"
Izaya smirked. "He'll be back."
"Do you want me to get rid of him?" Mikado asked, flinching as Izaya glared at him eyes flashing. "You want him."
"He's mine." Izaya hissed.
Mikado said nothing. It looked like he had a defective creation. He'd have to put a complaint in.
x-x-x
Shizuo didn't understand what was wrong. There was nothing wrong with his creation, it looked like everything was fine. But as soon as he was in his rest cycle, Izaya was there slowly taking him apart.
Shizuo woke each time panting with a warmth throughout. Maybe an echo? Maybe his own desires were going unchecked. Shizuo groaned dropping his head in his hands. Swiping across the communication orb he waited for a connection.
"Shizu-chaaan!" Karisawa chimed loudly. "It's been ages."
"Yeah, you wanna go out?"
Karisawa squealed. "Yes! Just let me put the finishing touches to this possessed doll dream and I'm done. See you at the gate."
Shizuo selected his clothes and left the room. The gate was a connection point and more authorised, unlike his quick trip to the client.
Karisawa bounced by the gate waiting for him. She grabbed his arm and pulled him through. "Come on, I'm hoping there's a nice incubus for me."
Shizuo rose a brow making her laugh. Karisawa wanted anything but nice.
"You know what I mean. You going for your usual?"
"Yeah. After I check in." Shizuo decided. He'd keep to his routine.
The demon gate was full of exactly that. Monsters and sin. The club they frequented was the most vanilla. That was how Shizuo liked it. At least he had.
Karisawa pushed him towards his first stop and quickly latched onto an incubus. Shizuo smiled. "Hey, Aoba."
The demon span around and gave him a welcoming grin. "Shizuo! You look…tired." The demon took his arm and led him to the private rooms.
"I had a VIP client." Shizuo murmured. Aoba's eyes flared but that wasn't surprise.
"Tell me about it." And like that Shizuo felt better. His son was everything. He'd find his usual after.
x-x-x
That was how Aoba found himself back in the human world. With a sigh he rang the buzzer for the gate. It was a human that greeted him. "Aoba Kuronuma, I'm here to see Mikado Ryugamine."
He knew the rules the humans played with, so he waited until the message way conveyed and the answer given. The gates opened and in he strode heading for the main house. It wasn't like he didn't know where he was going. Except the room was empty, save for the creation standing in the centre of the room. "Well that makes this simpler."
x-x-x
"Mikado-sama, there is an Aoba Kuronuma asking for you."
Izaya was curious as Mikado visibly startled. The young adult human wasn't his master but he was fun to watch and play with.
"Y-you're sure?" Mikado squeaked.
"Yes."
"Uh, let him in."
Izaya listened to Mikado's flustered response, opening the tablet for the camera feed. He turned the screen and Mikado paled and fainted.
Izaya left him there and went to greet the strange guest for himself. As soon as the man stepped into the room, he felt a resonance between them. "Well that makes this simpler." The man smiled moving closer.
Izaya waited whilst the man took out a scanner and held it over him. "Leviathan core. Father wasn't taking any chances this time." The man whistled. "Mana flux as well. Well aren't you special."
Izaya stayed still as the man touched his cheek. "Such a shame father didn't name you. You're wasted here. Did you know-"
The man startled as an orb popped up beside him flashing. "Aoba, Shizu-chan is looking for you! You know he doesn't like you around humans. Get back now! I'll stall best I can!"
The orb shrank and vanished. The man-Aoba- sighed and ran a hand through his hair. "Sorry little brother, looks like I can't stay. Father didn't add the loyalty programming. If the human tries to harm you, kill him. This is all I can give you."
Izaya blinked as Aoba kissed him, the connection between them sparked and flickers of memory forced themselves into his brain. Aoba broke away, turned and quickly left with a "good luck."
Izaya watched watched him go. An apparent older brother that had forged a connection between them, allowing Izaya to see into his memories. An older brother that supported his claim on Shizuo. Father sounded wrong to him. Shizuo may have created him but he wasn't his father. No, Shizuo was his and if he felt like it, Aoba too.
x-x-x
Aoba went back but only for a while. Seeing humans from his past riled him and made him want them to see him, to know he could reach them at anytime. It was why a week later he stood in the dim light of one of the 'posh' parties. The ones that had known him looked like they'd seen a ghost. It was fun.
He caught another glimpse of his new younger brother and he hated how the new creation followed Mikado like an imprinted duckling. He could easily kill the human and free his brother.
Aoba jerked as something cold looped around his wrists, yanking him further back into the alcove and against the wall. Something slapped over his mouth and dread pooled in his gut at the memory of the last time he'd been helpless.
He yanked at his restraints but they weren't budging and now there were more around his ankles. His vision blurred as tears squeezed from his eyes.
"Look at that." A voice murmured low and dark at his side. "Big brother's crying face is so cute."
Aoba froze eyes wide.
"I want to see your face when you come apart under my touch."
Aoba flinched under the touch. He couldn't see anything, the little light there had been had been snuffed out. "Mikado put you up to this?" He grit out the shadow gag letting him speak.
"Mikado-kun doesn't know you're here. You've got him and his friends scared." Aoba hissed as a warm hand rested over his crotch. "I came to greet my older brother. I'm Izaya. That's the name I was given when I was created."
Aoba's mouth would've dropped open.
"So now we've got that out of the way, why don't we play, big brother?"
Aoba groaned as the cold became warm and the figure holding him felt more solid. He moaned through the gag as he was palmed. Izaya held him licking the inside of his ear.
"You taste almost as good as Shizu-chan." Izaya murmured, slipping past his clothes. Aoba moaned his eyes slipping shut and resting his weight against Izaya. The other creation played with his body. Aoba groaned as he spilled himself, slumping boneless. "We'll find a bed next time. Run along big brother. You don't want to worry your father."
Aoba found himself shadow free, panting against the wall. He was trembling from Izaya's touch. He could still feel it. He hadn't needed to worry at all. Their situations were completely different. Their father had named Izaya. It was time for him to go back home.
x-x-x
Izaya followed Aoba home to a neat little box room that seemed to have all the essentials. The other creation was pacing, whilst an orb hovered and glowed as another voice spoke.
"What's wrong Ao-chi?" A female voice. The same one as before.
"You told me brothers were supposed to be fun."
"You're not getting along?"
"He's not something father would create. He's something YOU would make. That- that's..."
"Ao-chi, your new brother wasn't created to seduce and cuddle. He was created to survive. Kindness doesn't last long with the VIPs. They gang up and tear it down. You know that first hand. What happened to you still gives Shizu-chan nightmares. Your father and I can't turn any orders away. This was the best option, to create something that can't be controlled or downtrodden."
Aoba shivered. "He's…terrifying."
"Is it aimed at you?" The woman asked.
Aoba stopped pacing and frowned. "…no."
"Then it's safe to say he doesn't blame you or Shizu-chan." The orb flared for a moment. "Worst case scenario I can think of is that he kills them all and they try and punish your father for it."
Aoba stiffened. "Father named him. Izaya."
"That's not good. He's already on thin ice."
"What? Why?" Aoba snapped. " I thought my situation was dealt with."
"Ao-chi, Shizu-chan brought you back. They were never going to forget that. Your father is the best at what he does. But he's creating beings with free will. If he starts messing with reproduction, Shizu-chan will be eligible to become a god. No one wants that. Right now you need to keep your head down. Leave your brother alone, let Shizu-chan believe there isn't a problem. If he puts in a recall, it'll be dangerous for all of you."
Aoba cursed dropping down onto the end of the bed head in his hands. "So what do I do?"
"Go to sleep Ao-chi. I'll make sure Shizu-chan does the same. We'll talk in the morning."
"…you're worried." Aoba said reaching for the orb. "Why?"
"Oops! Goodnight Ao-chi." The orb went dead.
"Wait!" Aoba stood with a shout. Izaya inched a little out of his hiding place. He moved back seeing someone enter the room. Aoba startled. "Father."
"She's worried." Shizuo grumbled. "Karisawa doesn't know how I brought you back. She thinks there's still some of your original programming."
"Is there?"
"No. The memories and trauma were tightly entangled within your core. If I'd brought you back normally then yes, your programming would've remained and you would've gone back."
Aoba shuddered and closed his eyes. "I wanted the humans to suffer."
"I know. But that isn't your role, Aoba. You are my child. That is your role. That is your only role."
Aoba let out a shaky sigh. "The others-"
"Fuck them." Shizuo snapped walking to the bed. "I know what the others have said and it's bullshit. They have their roles. They were created to fulfil those roles. They are creations from a stack of work orders. You are unique."
Aoba sighed. "I wanted to see my brother."
"He's not your brother." Shizuo grumbled. "You two have the same core, but I'm not too sure what he is. I used a model that Karisawa gave me."
"What! Why?"
Shizuo joined Aoba on the edge of the bed. "Humans have become more advanced. Even the most precious secret becomes wide spread. You remember what happened to you. I'm not the only maker that gets VIP orders." Shizuo sighed sounding tired. "Karisawa has lost creations. Humans find a way to harness them and use them. We've been working together for a while, tweaking our creations. If used wrong their other nature will kick in. This one was the first completed one."
"She didn't bring them back?"
"She tried. It was why I tried something else. I used a part of my own core to bring you back, my life force is a part of you. That makes you my only child, Aoba. You are free to do as you wish, but stay away from the damn humans."
Aoba frowned. "Does that mean I can create too?"
Shizuo blinked surprised. "Maybe. We can test it but it'll have to be a secret."
"Cool." Aoba grinned. "I'll stay away from the humans, father."
"Good. I have to go. I owe Karisawa an incubus."
"Have fun." Aoba grinned.
"You know human parents ground their kids, right?" Shizuo grumbled.
Aoba laughed. "Love you father."
"Yeah. Stop worrying about shit and go to sleep."
Shizuo left and Izaya thought about leaving Aoba alone…for a brief moment. Aoba climbed into bed and turned over to face him. Izaya waved his fingers, decision made.
Aoba startled before steeling himself. "Well, we're in a bed now."
Izaya smirked. "You're certainly braver than before."
Aoba reached for him and Izaya went easy, wanting to see what the creation would do. Aoba straddled his hips looking smug, licking his lips. "You should've stuck to playing with the humans."
Izaya laughed, low and for Aoba's ears only. "Confident, aren't you? You're not afraid of me any more? That's a shame."
Aoba ground down on him and met him nose to nose. "You're not my brother." The creation shrugged. "You caught me off guard. Won't happen again."
"We'll see." Izaya murmured, locking his tendrils around Aoba's limbs. His fingers stroked between Aoba's thighs, teasing at his ass.
Aoba kissed him roughly biting at his lips. Izaya ignored the wetness on his cheeks and the slight tremble of trauma. He spread Aoba open and slammed his cock inside. Aoba rolled his hips, grinding down and riding him at a punishing pace. Izaya wasn't having that. He swept Aoba off him and pressed him to the bed, moving him like a puppet. Taking his time he ravished his 'younger brother'.
"You and Shizu-chan are both mine." Izaya promised darkly kissing Aoba's throat. "No one else touches you. Ever." He took Aoba again and this time he pulled away letting the man sleep.
x-x-x
Aoba spent his usual time at the club playing the happy go lucky guy. Shizuo joined him for a bit before his father went to find his usual. Aoba flinched as a hand settled on his forearm. With a grin he led his new suitor into his hired room.
With a hum he moved over to the bed, taking a seat with his legs spread in invitation. The incubus licked his lips making Aoba grin and crook a finger. The incubus stepped forward, dropping to his knees. "You're gorgeous."
"You're not bad yourself." Aoba cooed unzipping his pants. The incubus took his cock in hand and then his mouth. Aoba moaned fisting the incubus's hair as his hips flexed. "Fuck! Your mouth-"
The lights went out. Aoba could hear the panicked screams. Pushing the incubus away he stood, tucking himself away. He needed to find his father. He needed- His head rocked as he was pressed up against the walls. "I do believe I told you no one would touch you, big brother. You really wanted punishing so soon?"
Aoba couldn't do a thing.
x-x-x
Shizuo sighed sitting in the private room. His usual was still with another client, meaning he was stuck with 'hospitality'. Usually some idiot asking if he fucked Aoba or said something insulting about his son. Like now.
"He's my son. Don't you have family that care about you?" He asked. The nuisance spat curses and left. No one seemed to understand his relationship with Aoba. They thought daddy meant something entirely different.
The door opened and his usual swaggered in. A cocky incubus Shizuo had no problem choking with his cock. "Let me freshen up and I'll be right with you. I thought you'd still be with Aoba."
Shizuo relaxed against the pillows. "I've been speaking to him more, so I don't need to ruin his time with clients."
"Hm, well you're still clothed…" The incubus called.
"I didn't want to get cold." Shizuo shrugged.
"New plan." The incubus popped his head round the door. Get undressed and I'll fuck you in the shower."
Shizuo stepped forward and the lights went out, throwing the room into darkness. "What the fuck? Aoba!"
Arms wrapped around him. "It's cute how you worry so much about your son." Shizuo frowned. That wasn't the incubus. "You've been naughty, Shizu-chan."
Who?
x-x-x
Aoba groaned raising his head, finding himself in a harness. Panic shot through him. "No no nonononononono." His heart rate was erratic and he screamed as he tugged at his chains.
"A little bondage scares you, big brother?"
Aoba stilled and looked to Izaya standing in the now open doorway. "…oh. It's you."His panic eased, memories settling back to where he kept shoving them down.
Izaya smiled at him as if proud. Aoba couldn't help lean into the creation's hand as it stroked his cheek. "You disobeyed me. You let someone else touch you."
Aoba snorted. "Seriously? It's what we all do. There's little else going on."
"No more." The creation said in warning.
"Can't promise that." Aoba shrugged. "If you're going to punish me for it then get on with it. I honestly don't know why you've fixated on me. Maybe there was something wrong with your programming."
"Such an adorable big brother." Izaya told him. Aoba scowled.
x-x-x
Shizuo was dreaming. Again. He was on an unfamiliar bed, shadows writhing all over his naked body. But he knew the owner of them, knew the hands exploring every inch of his body. Knew the cock slamming into him without preamble.
Izaya held him, fucking into him in punishing thrusts. Shizuo was somewhere between a curse and a moan. "No one touches you, Shizu-chan." His creation warned. "No one." Izaya took him apart and made him beg.
x-x-x
Shizuo took Aoba to the creation room. His son was looking haggard as if he hadn't slept. "Are you alright?" He asked. He himself had a limp and he knew he'd let his dream manifest.
"Yeah. Just didn't sleep much." His son mumbled. "I'm fine."
"If you're sure." Shizuo murmured doubtful.
Aoba dropped to the floor staring blearily at the creation orb. Shizuo took out his old training one and handed it over. "Anything made with this one is temporary."
x-x-x
Aoba felt bad sleeping through his father's lesson. That was why he was sitting in his room, concentrating on the creation orb. He'd show his father he had been paying attention. It wasn't either of their faults Izaya had been playing with him the entire night.
Aoba closed his eyes trying to calm his mind. His father had warned him against intent and memories. Yet he couldn't help as they rose and the creation orb glowed. He couldn't pull his hands away, unable to stop the shadows of his nightmares forming. He couldn't focus, panic set in and a scream tore from his throat.
x-x-x
Izaya was hovering again. He was drawn to Aoba and Shizuo in a way he didn't understand but neither was he letting either of them go. Mikado and his ilk were quick to fear and so very fragile.
Shizuo was with Karisawa. They looked tense. They were walking down unfamiliar stairs and passed locked doors.
"I don't want to be here." Shizuo said sullenly, fists clenched and shoulders hunched.
"I know." Karisawa answered. "But the facts remain Shizu-chan. You and Aoba went missing last night. Ao-chi went to see your new creation. It called itself Izaya."
Shizuo flinched shaking his head. "I wouldn't."
Karisawa said nothing continuing past the stairs and locked door.
"I wouldn't." Shizuo said again gripping the wall.
Karisawa sighed and paused on the step. "You brought Aoba back using your soul and his. Can you say without a doubt you didn't do the same to Iza-chan?"
Shizuo looked stricken. "…I didn't. Come on Karisawa, I promised him I wouldn't wake him. I haven't."
"Your last creation. Does it look like him?"
"...A bit." Shizuo grumbled.
"So it looks like Iza-chan and you gave it his name."
"I wouldn't. I promised." Shizuo whispered tugged along through the final door. A grave yard. Karisawa stopped in front of the largest one in the room. Izaya was emblazoned in red. "It hasn't been touched. It's fine."
Karisawa picked up the keypad and slowly the tomb opened. It was full of dust. "You used Iza-chan's soul, Shizu-chan."
Shizuo stared face ashen. "I promised." He whispered brokenly. Then he turned and ran.
x-x-x
Izaya played pretend as Shizuo walked into the room. "I need to do some maintenance testing." His creator wouldn't look at him.
"Something wrong?" Mikado asked.
"It's possible there was an error with the loyalty programming."
Izaya allowed himself to be taken away by his creator. He played along allowing Shizuo to study him, to run diagnostics. He felt a slight pain as his creator went deeper.
"I didn't do it." Shizuo was muttering. "I promised." Shizuo reached into the deepest part of him and spat a litany of curses. Shizuo recoiled from him, pacing, head in his hands. "Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Damn it! I'm sorry, Izaya. I didn't mean to."
Izaya mentally fiddled with what had Shizuo so distraught. A cluster of memories flooded his mind. Another life, another Izaya.
x-x-x
Since creators existed, it was only natural destroyers did. No one was above the law. Izaya had thought him self god, above all else. He watched over the humans, making sure the creations for them weren't too much.
He also like playing with the creators. One in particular. Shizuo was too soft, too kind to understand how human minds worked. He would, one day and it would scar him permanently.
Izaya smirked tugging the leash he'd removed from Shizuo's throat and bound his wrists instead. He tossed the rope over the rafter, forcing Shizuo up on his knees, cock hard and aching. Pre-cum left a trail across the creation orb.
"Izaya." Shizuo whined. Izaya shoved two fingers inside Shizuo. "Don't you want to see what you can create, Shizu-chan? Don't you want to see what happens when I breed you?"
Shizuo whimpered. Cock twitching. Izaya touched the orb. Destroyers could lock them. A locked orb was the size of a marble. Shizuo's eyes widened. "No. No. Please."
Izaya palmed the locked orb, taking out his fingers to ease the marble inside, he pressed it deep within with his fingers. Forcing Shizuo to stand, he stood behind him, bending him over and rubbing his cock against Shizuo's ass.
He thrust inside feeling the marble. Shizuo screamed out with every thrust. Izaya traced the orb with his fingers, across Shizuo's skin. "Unlock." He whispered. Shizuo cried and begged, whimpered and pleaded. Izaya waited, fucking into Shizuo, breeding him as promised. He came hard, again and again filling Shizuo like a gushing hose pipe. His fingers touched where he knew the orb was. "Lock."
Izaya pulled his cock free. His semen splattered across the floor and with it, the locked orb. He unlocked it again. Shizuo slid panting and ruined over the orb. "Until next time, Shizu-chan."
x-x-x
Izaya purred, ravishing Shizuo in what the creator thought was a dream. He really was quite dense. He'd learnt some fun things from Izaya. The original Izaya whose soul he was created from.
Izaya licked his lips trailing his fingers over Shizuo's belly. A womb. There was a womb there to be filled and bred. Izaya had wanted a family. His dream had been to have Shizuo hidden away full with their child and when that one had been born, another and another.
Except he'd died. A destroyer used their own life force to destroy something a creator had made. Izaya had made Shizuo promise he wouldn't interfere. He hadn't. Not intentionally.
Shizuo cried out clawing at the covers. It was a shame he couldn't have Aoba here. Izaya used his tentacles to bind Shizuo's wrists, slamming them above his head.
"Izaya?" Shizuo asked groggily.
Izaya filled him.
x-x-x
Shizuo went missing. It should've been Aoba given what he'd accidentally created. His fear and anger had resulted in grotesque things. Things that had gone after the source of his fear. Mikado was dead. The ones that had hurt him were dead.
And that meant there would be questions. Aoba tried to leave his room. There was someone blocking his way. Aoba squirmed as Izaya grabbed him shadowed tendrils binding his wrists and pulling him into the bed.
This Izaya seemed different, older. Aoba shuddered. This Izaya picked up his creation orb. "Lock." Aoba's eyes widened as the orb became a marble. One that Izaya pressed inside him, one that was lost in the maelstrom of the tentacles fucking into him. "Unlock."
Aoba screamed. Izaya reigned in his tentacles, cock at his entrance. Aoba whimpered. Izaya drove into hard, fucking him into the mattress. Aoba was close to blacking out but Izaya wasn't allowing that. Eventually it was over. Aoba lay twitching filled with Izaya's cum. "Lock." The marble rolled out of him. "Unlock."
Aoba slumped. "What was the point of that?" Aoba grumbled. Izaya gathered him into his arms.
"It's a surprise."
Aoba snorted. Izaya stuffed him again, curling up around him. Aoba was tired. He closed his eyes.
x-x-x
Shizuo had to be dreaming. A nightmare watching one creation violate another. Izaya had Aoba pinned and helpless. Shizuo moved forward to protest, only to find shadowed tentacles binding him. He was naked and they were seeking every orifice. Familiar arms locked around him. He froze and relaxed.
"Izaya." He murmured. A happy dream then. Nothing to fear. No reason to rush.
x-x-x
Karisawa whistled happily as she locked Aoba and Shizuo's rooms away. They wouldn't need them. She tossed the keys up in the air. She caught them, tossing them behind her where she didn't hear the clink of them landing.
"Welcome back, Iza-chan."
"Thank you for keeping your promise."
Karisawa giggled tugging her cap down. "Shizu-chan was never going to use your soul. Take care of him. Both of them."
End