Chapter 47: Follow
The sun gleamed ever so strongly. Dust collected in the air, sparkling as on any other summer day as Izaya swallowed.
Shizuo knew he was probably talking against a wall, not willing to listen to his arguments, and yet he just couldn't contain his words and feelings any longer.
"Izaya, I know what you said. But I can't just ignore you. I can't stand you doing that either I-" Ringing for words, Shizuo tried to find arguments that wouldn't lose their meaning as soon as he spoke them out loud. But when it came to convincing Izaya that he should stop taking on the burden of everything happening he was fighting a lost cause.
What kind of argument would even be valid?
"Fuck, you nearly got done in earlier," Shizuo cursed instead as he let his head thud against the door's frame. "Me too-" Shizuo mumbled quietly and his forehead folded into frowns. "Who knows when it will be over for good?"
It wasn't like him to only speak about the bad sides. Especially not after what they had just achieved, but if he wanted to get Izaya to acknowledge his side he needed to resort to the worst.
And that was the worst case scenario that could occur, wasn't it? Them both dying. Having struggled all life long only to find out at the very end that everything had been in vain.
It was an idea he thought Izaya would be able to understand.
His captain seemed to have misinterpreted his words in his own way though as he quickly approached.
"You didn't die," Izaya stated firmly, as if to remind Shizuo of their most recent victory. But somehow hearing those words only made Shizuo's mood grow more sour.
That wasn't the point.
Feeling that Shizuo was a bit too down considering their massive victory, Izaya swallowed before dumping his pride and resolve for a single second.
Hands were brought forth, and before Shizuo knew it they were resting left and right on his cheeks, forcing his eyes to meet Izaya's.
"You didn't die." Izaya repeated firmly, and Shizuo's expression grew even more frustrated.
That wasn't the point.
"And neither will I." Izaya tried to assure him, and Shizuo found himself lost in Izaya's stunning eyes for a moment.
"You don't know that," he whispered softly. And it seemed Izaya finally understood what it was that Shizuo was going on about.
Hands dropping to the side, the former captain of the survey corps averted his brilliant gaze for a second as Shizuo continued.
"I thought my heart was going to stop when I saw you down."
A bitter smile grazed Izaya's lips at the words.
"You think mine didn't? One of them tried to bite your neck," he mumbled quietly, and for a moment there was just nothing to be heard but the sound of birds chirping somewhere on the roof.
The other survey corps members and reinforcements were already gone. Quick and swift they were capable of pretty much anything but slaying titans.
Taking a deep breath Izaya gathered his resolve.
This was a day to celebrate.
So why?
Why did this rift between them need to exist?
"But now everything is going to change." Izaya smiled quickly, hoping to satisfy Shizuo's temper with logic. "Shiki isn't the only one with power anymore."
"You mean my titan form?" Shizuo asked and Izaya chuckled.
"Not necessarily, but that too, yeah."
Izaya had aimed to steer the conversation into a more mundane setting. Into his favor. One where Shizuo would have calmed down and left Izaya alone in his fight.
… but was it even his fight alone?
Ever since involving Shizuo by asking him to take care of his siblings in case something happened to him, hadn't he ultimately made him part of his life already?
And so the words Shizuo spoke next dealt a harsher blow than Izaya expected.
"It's disgusting isn't it?"
Shizuo was talking about himself.
About his titan form.
"It isn't."
Izaya answered quicker before he could come up with convincing arguments and Shizuo smiled at the weak denial.
"Really now?" he smiled, but the smile never really met his lips.
"What? You want me to prove it?" Izaya found himself asking quicker than his mind could come up with anything decent.
Shizuo smiled.
"Can you?"
… and somehow at that point Izaya found himself wondering what he was doing this for.
Holding back.
Everything.
He had shoved Shizuo away with the intention to keep him safe. Alive at least.
But when his decision made him jump to conclusions like that, when his actions only forced Shizuo to risk his life nonetheless- then was there really a point in taking any distance at all?
It was a spur of a moment. A spark, maybe. But something in Izaya's chest just snapped at the way Shizuo looked at him.
And suddenly Izaya's hand twitched.
The urge he had felt so strongly suddenly overwhelmed the resistance he had crafted so carefully, and before he knew what he was doing his lips met Shizuo's.
Quick, without any elaboration, any useless words, he was just there. His hand had gripped the hem of Shizuo's shirt and brought him down, just like that. With close to no effort.
Brilliantly red eyes met ones of surprise and for a very long and quiet second their lips parted.
Gazes met.
Thoughts were shared without being said out loud.
Next second Izaya found himself turned. His back bumped into the wall next to the door. A hand was at his neck, tilting his head upwards for another kiss.
Not a gentle one this time.
Strands of hair were pushed aside, hands roamed, and their eyes met, swirling with so much unfulfilled need and desire.
It was impossible to resist.
As if having regained his senses it was right there that Shizuo blinked and shortly withdrew.
"Sorry, I know you said-" he started, with his hands still around Izaya, barely even parted at all, and Izaya couldn't find the power left to resist as he quickly intercepted the unnecessary apology.
Shizuo was brought down by his collar and soft lips whispered into his ear in sweet conflict.
"Don't stop."
At that point Shizuo couldn't have even if he had wanted to.
Meeting Izaya's seductive lips in a passionate kiss they stumbled into a table to the right. But neither cared, not even when plates fell as Izaya was heaved onto the top of it.
Hands roamed his body, shirts were pried open and pants sheathed like a snake's skin.
"Izaya-" Shizuo started once more, words of reason danced on the verge of his lips and asked for confirmation. And he was glad when Izaya gave it in the form of a soft smile.
"Don't talk," Izaya whispered, and cupped Shizuo's face. Another kiss was cast upon Shizuo's skin. His lips, his cheek, his eyes. Feeling Izaya's fingers glide through his hair and clutching his back he couldn't help but feel his heart beat out of his chest.
He felt happy, he felt just so alive, so glad just so-
"Shizu-chan, I want you," Izaya chuckled softly, and his eyes dipped into bitter sadness, "So bad. Really. For a while now. So before I regain my reason, would you-"
There was no need to explain any further.
Suddenly Shizuo was simply on fire.
Ever since he had gotten to know Izaya he hadn't once voiced something that he wanted. And that desire being nobody but Shizuo himself was everything he was willing to give.
Clothes were tossed aside, lips merged and didn't part except for quick gasps of precious air.
Fabrics tossed aside the table was used as support as hot skin, met skin and pulsating dicks pressed into each other with searing heat.
Kissing his neck up and down Shizuo sucked at parts of Izaya's neck, kissing, biting and drinking the expressions Izaya was showing.
He was so god damn hot.
Izaya was panting into Shizuo´s neck and Shizuo into Izaya's. Nothing in the world existed at that moment except the two of them.
Thighs were grabbed and lifted before they locked behind Shizuo's back. Moans dropped off Izaya's lips like sweet verses of a poem.
He was feeling so good.
He felt Shizuo's dick rub along his hole and a soft moan escaped him at the idea of finally having that slip inside him.
It had been so long since he felt anything of this sort.
Eyes dark and passionate met Izaya's for a moment as if to confirm that this was what Izaya wanted. It was then that Shizuo spotted the many, many kiss marks he had already left on Izaya's skin.
"Sorry-" he apologized quickly, but his words brought nothing but a soft laugh as Izaya leaned into his ear.
"You can ravish me all you like Shizu-chan," hot like a searing summer breeze the words brushed across Shizuo's ear and his dick hardened even more.
"Fuck-" Pulling the raven close, Izaya reached for Shizuo's shaft, quickly steering it towards it's desired destination.
"Cursing, are we?" he teased shortly, but that smile was quickly transformed into a chocked moan when Shizuo moved quicker than Izaya expected him to.
"Izaya-" a low moan dropped from Shizuo's lips, and then it was there, that giant rod, forcing its way inside.
Izaya's body spasmed for a moment. His breath choked-
Shizuo was huge.
He felt like he was being ripped apart from the inside out, and yet- it felt so good it made his head drown in heat.
Quickly his eyes searched for Shizuo's before trailing to his lips and merging them into a deep kiss.
And Shizuo pushed- more- further-
Clawing at Shizuo's back, Izaya choked back his moans.
Too big- unprepared too- and yet-
"Fuck-" A mixture of pain and divinity, overwhelmed Izaya and for a moment Shizuo halted, thinking it was a curse, but the second words quickly cleared that misunderstanding.
"Fuck me-"
Hard.
Izaya wanted it harder.
"Izaya-" Without any mercy Shizuo's hands grasped Izaya's hips and brought him close. Skin slapped against skin and his dick forced its way inside until the hilt.
Palming his mouth in order to keep his choked moans quiet, Izaya failed fabulously as the screams of pleasure drowned in grunts.
Everything was just Shizuo. Shizuo's heat, his smell, his hands on his body, his dick inside piercing his guts and his skin pressed to his own.
Moving in and out in frantic succession, Izaya's hands desperately flailed around, clawing and unclenching on Shizuo's back as he tried not to drown in the onslaught of pleasure.
And Shizuo felt the same way.
Izaya was so tight and so hot-
"Shizuo-" Snapping his hips forward Shizuo pulled Izaya's hips onto his dick.
"Fuc-" a hand slapped itself above Izaya's lips, but Shizuo quickly took it away.
Deep kisses drowned the sounds of pleasure as Shizuo slowed down for just a moment. Choking softly, Izaya's eyes glistened with fury as he broke into a guttural moan.
"Shizu-chan-" his eyes looked pained, pleasured, alluring, hot and sexy all at the same time. He wanted more. And he wanted it now.
Shizuo drank the moans and whimpers as he picked up the pace. More, harder, faster- everything he pushed forward he sank inside Izaya until the hilt and a soft choked whimper set his body aflame.
More-
Izaya's body jerked, and he just felt so content- with SHizuo's flesh under his skin, his voice in his ears, and just- Shizuo.
Slick sounds, obscenes grunts and broken syllables cast like chants, and with erratic motion Shizuo suddenly stilled deep inside Izaya, pouring what his dick contained and Izaya felt himself tip over the edge at the feeling of being filled to the brim.
Harsh heaps of breath filled the silence and for a moment Shizuo chuckled.
"... that wasn't what I expected when I said I wanted to talk to you," he whispered quietly and Izaya couldn't help but show the same amusement on his lips.
"To think I'm seducing my captain," Izaya joked and Shizuo smiled.
Arms circled Izaya's body and pulled him close. And Izaya did the same as his hands joined behind Shizuo's back.
"Any time," Shizuo announced softly, and leant back a bit to look Izaya into the eyes.
Quicker than he liked it to the harsh silence of reality drowned the inside of the small cottage and Shizuo's brows dipped into a pained frown.
"Izaya I love you," he said, and somehow, despite it being the first time Izaya heard those words, they had been clear all along.
"I know," Izaya whispered, and softly brushed across Shizuo's lips with a gentle smile. "Me too."
Tugging at Shizuo's shirt, which had dropped onto the table at some point, Izaya brought it to Shizuo's chest.
"We have to get back," he announced, and Shizuo found his forehead connecting with Izaya's chest as he shook his head with a groan.
"No not yet," he mumbled, while nuzzling into Izaya's shoulder.
And honestly- Izaya didn't have it in him to deny Shizuo a few more minutes.
And so they remained.
Just a bit.
Just like that.
In the afterglow of their reciprocated love and peace.
The noises outside had long stopped as there was probably no one left but the two of them.
For a second Izaya wished time would stop right here right now, forever. He wouldn't mind.
But sadly the world didn't work the way he wanted it to and so the time came where they both put their clothes back on.
Straps were tightened, shirts adjusted and an awful silence filled the room for a second.
It was when Izaya buttoned up the top of his shirt that Shizuo's arms circled him from behind. It was a simple gesture, nothing seductive, just a show of affection.
"What now?" Shizuo whispered, and Izaya was at a loss of what to reply.
"I really don't know Shizu-chan," he laughed, a little sad, but still content.
Right now he was, and he didn't want to think about later.
Grasping the hands connecting in front of his waist Izaya intertwined his own with them.
This moment was too precious to break with strategy and new plans.
And so a few more minutes passed.
But the question still remained.
What now?
Izaya had no idea.
How were they going to proceed, how were they going to act?
Even with Shizuo regaining his titan form and the survey corps on their side, what exactly was it that they could do? Kill Shiki?
Would that really be the end of it?
By the time two finally left the house the sun had started to set. The paths were covered in red, pleasantly drowning out the blood sprinkled everywhere and Izaya decided to ignore that this had been a battlefield a few hours ago.
Standing in front of the small cottage he took a deep breath before spending it on a sigh.
"Dissatisfied?" Shizuo joked lightly, bringing a soft smile to Izaya's lips. It was when he was about to reply, and turned towards Shizuo, that Izaya's breath stilled.
Because suddenly he saw it.
Down the road.
It had just come around the corner. Slow, with the worst timing of the universe.
A titan.
"Shizu-chan-" Izaya whispered hushed and quickly the blond's body tensed into a fighting stance.
His body turned, and the titan grinned.
Quicker than Izaya could have even seen it coming there was suddenly a pair of arms grasping him from behind- arms of human size.
None of them people he had ever seen before-
Three of them had jumped out of the shadows and suddenly the titan approached.
"We would like you to follow us." He announced with a deep baritone voice, and not a shred of haste as his lips proceeded to curl into a smile. "And just to make sure, this isn't a suggestion you can decline."
to be continued~
xD They finally had a good moment hahaha so of course I had to ruin it xD
What will happen now? C:
See you next Saturday 3 xD
On a side note my dear lovely readers-
I FINALLY MADE IT! xD
I finished the first book of my fantasy series YULTESRA
It's now available on amazon know I have been posting some of the chapters on AO3 and said I would do the entire thing- the problem is apparently I am not allowed to post everything because of the guidelines of publishing so I have to leave you hanging at a cliffhanger C': One of my favorite activities lmao nah joke xDD
but yeah sadly I can't give you everything on AO3 Anyway, if you are interested in the story or if you ever wanted to support me in any way this is actually a non gay piece of fiction xD So gift it to your parents, to your cat, to your neighbor, plaster the road with it hahahaha Nah for real tho every purchase would mean the world to me :3
I have put +12 years into the creation of this entire world :3
For those that are interested part 2 will be coming around September 2024, part 3 sometime spring 2025 and the last one I would say roughly end of 2025 :3
Yeah it's 4 parts now instead of three xD You know me, I ended up going too much into detail- like in all my stories xDDDD