Chapter 50: Intoxicated

"Shizuo, are you ready?" Good question. Was he?

Sighing softly, Shizuo looked at the police station from afar. These two, despite the high risk of getting spotted, had insisted on accompanying Shizuo on his way to Izaya.

It didn't even make sense, considering they couldn't even enter the building, less talk to their brother. After the convenient explosion of what had once been an egg, the night had been fairly peaceful.

Neither of the two devils decided to get on his nerves and since Shizuo didn't snore that peace remained until the sun rose.

It was at breakfast that the two declared they wanted to join Shizuo on his trip. A vast array of reasons and precautions they would meet was then suddenly raining upon the blond and before he knew it he had agreed in order to escape the relentless rants in the morning.

Door slamming shut Shizuo shortly leaning into the window.

"You two will go back home now, got it? No detours." A mischievous smile spread across Mairu's partly hidden face. She was wearing a black wig with bangs making her look way older than she was.

"Of course. Now hurry up."

He didn't believe her one bit.

Sigh slipping from his lips Shizuo turned. Again he faced the entrance of the police station. The awkwardness from the day before had almost vanished. Considering he had already been here before and no one noticed a thing he figured no one would on a second visit either.

Officer's strolled by, few even spared him a glance as they were immersed in their own files and orders of work.

"Mr. Itsuka." Recognizing the pseudonym he was using as a cover for his pretense as a lawyer he quickly rose to his feet.

The watch on his wrist felt heavy and so did the suitcase as the twins had filled it up with various forms and papers.

According to them it was a precaution in case someone wanted to check it. After all, he was supposed to be a lawyer visiting his client, carrying not a single file in his suitcase could raise unwanted suspicion.

Following the officer down the hallway Shizuo frowned.

He disliked this place.

Not because it was the location Izaya was being held in, however, but in a more general sense.

He couldn't really put a finger on what it was, but the place irked him.

Clattering of keys against metal redirected Shizuo's attention to the front. One of the officers was unlocking the door leading to the back of the station.

And suddenly it was there.

They were getting Izaya. Of course. But that's not what came to his immediate attention.

It was smell.

A scent- alluring, incredibly intoxicating and dangerous suddenly gushed forth from the gap of the door. It made Shizuo's hair stand on end and caused his throat to go dry.

Help.

He heard Izaya's voice before he saw him. He didn't look any different from usual. He was walking upright, his eyes were just as lively as they always were and yet- something about the way Izaya searched for Shizuo's eyes made his body tense and his eyes grow dark instantly.

Two officers were by his side to make sure he didn't escape. A quick nod was given towards the officer that was accompanying Shizuo.

"Inmate 005," they announced according to some protocol they obviously had to follow as Shizuo's officer nodded and ticked a box on a file in his hands.

But Shizuo didn't really notice the three of them talking as his eyes were fixated on the raven.

Up and down he scanned his body. Something was off. Just what was this? Did no one else notice?

It was when Izaya's eyes fell onto a sign on the wall pointing towards the toilets that he suddenly moved.

A glance was cast towards Shizuo.

"Sorry I think, I might be sick for a moment-" quicker than any of the officers were able to react Izaya lunged to the side- and Shizuo followed.

"Hey-!"

A door was pushed open, quick steps were to be heard until they froze.

Entering a very spacious bathroom Shizuo quickly glanced over his shoulders only to realize the door had stopped midway on its way to shut.

Time.

Izaya had stopped it.

And it was just right then that Izaya fell to his knees- Ragged and choked heaps of air left his lips as he whispered-

"Shizu-chan-" it was a plead-

Confusion tripling the worry Shizuo had felt upon arriving, the blond rushed over to Izaya.

"Izaya! What-" but no more words left his lips as another set pressed against his mouth.

Izaya was kissing him- and it wasn't soft. It wasn't gentle- it was wild, craving, and most importantly came completely out of nowhere.

Perplexed, Shizuo's mind failed him with anything decent to say as Izaya backed away.

The raven was panting, he was hot to the touch and his expression-

Just what in the world was going on? He seemed out of it, almost as if it weren't him who was acting in his own body.

A moment of clarity befell the raven as his eyes focused on the blond. His expression churned to one of bitterness.

"Shizu-chan it hurts-" the words came choked and chopped to pieces as his face scrunched into one of discomfort. His eyes so brilliantly pink closed, "I-" coming to a stuttering halt Izaya's hand reached for his chest as he took a shaking breath.

And suddenly Shizuo realized what was going on.

Drugs.

They drugged Izaya.

He had no idea why, nor how, nor did he know what exactly they had given him and yet he knew he was right as soon as the idea came to mind.

Call it instinct, call it a gut feeling, but within a second Shizuo had pulled the flea close. Smooth like a snake slithering down a slide, his hand sneaked underneath Izaya's shirt. Grazing his hot skin, his hips, before dipping into his pants.

A rock hard hard on was greeting him there immediately as if to confirm his suspicion and he gave it the attention it so desperately craved.

It felt divine. Izaya's body jerked and his blood surged just at having Shizuo touch him. It felt good, soothing, and yet he just couldn't abandon this embarrassing feeling of degradation.

He hated it.

He despised his body.

For everything.

He thought having to rely on Hachiro had been the worst, but this right now? Again he was at his body's mercy. At his gene's mercy.

His pride was shattered with every stroke. But his body hurt-

It hurt so bad, he felt like his skin was on fire and his dick on the verge of bursting.

Like glass being thrown into heat. With Shizuo as the only cure it seemed as the friction of his hand chased away the pain and made room for comfort. For lust, for pleasure. His smell, his touch- everything about the blond was as if someone were applying ice to the searing heat wherever he touched.

Within seconds clear white stained Shizuo's shirt and Izaya's breath choked. He had come almost immediately.

And yet-

A glare directed at his lower regions as Izaya's gaze narrowed to one of utter frustration.

It wasn't over.

His dick was still rock hard, his skin on fire and every breath of air felt as though it was suffocating him.

"Fuck, what did they give you?" he heard Shizuo hiss between tight lips and honestly- Right then right there Izaya felt humiliated beyond anything Hachiro had ever done.

He couldn't control his body.

"I don't know- my body is burning- I just-" a tremor raced down Izaya's skin and his breath came to a choking halt. The lump forming in his throat certainly didn't help either.

It was funny, Izaya had never been scared of anything and god heavens he wasn't one to show any form of weakness at any given point in time. But right now, this situation? He didn't know how this drug worked, he didn't know whether what they were doing was even going to help, whether he was going to survive whether those shitguards even planned for him to-

"I'm going to kill them." Izaya's lips curled into the faintest hint of a smile.

Ah.

Yeah, at least that.

If he ended up dying from this bullshit then Shizuo was probably going to cause havoc in this station. They would get what they deserved.

But it was only a momentary emotion of comfort that the idea brought as Izaya's breath choked once more.

It was hot.

So, so hot.

He felt as though he was walking atop the desert. The sun glowering down relentlessly, the rays reflecting against his face from below, above and all sides with no way to escape.

"Shizu-chan-" Feeling the tremors racing up and down Izaya's body Shizuo clicked his tongue.

This was no time to be mad.

Izaya was in pain. No matter what it was they gave him he had to help him.

And yet- fuck.

He felt as if he were raping the flea.

Taking his hands off Izaya shortly, Shizuo quickly took off his vest and tie. It only needed a short and harsh tug to get rid of both.

"Everything is okay, leave it to me," he whispered softly, as soothing as he could possibly manage before leaning into Izaya's neck.

Gently, as if never having touched the flea before, he kissed his collarbone, his shoulder, his ear, while his hand traveled back to Izaya's crotch.

Weak fists grasped hard onto Shizuo's shirt as Izaya closed his eyes. Soft sounds of choking and moans spilled forth from the treatment as his hips moved on their own.

It was so wrong, yet so sexy. Having Izaya thrust into his hand, hearing those pants next to his ears.

Fuck.

It was a mere matter of seconds until he felt the raven ruptur under his treatment again.

Harsh heaps of breath left his lips as Izaya glared at his still raging hard on. He was exhausted, hot and yet so needy. His head was a mess.

"Better?" Shizuo asked and Izaya felt the urge to hit something out of frustration. Another trait so unusual it made his head spin.

Quickly shaking his head he answered Shizuo's question while his dick did nothing but jerk in pain of not being touched. He knew what needed to be done, what probably laid ahead and he despised it.

"... damnit I feel like a goddamn whore-"

His pride was being shattered like a good piece of pottery on a floor of marble.

Shizuo noticed as much and his eyes narrowed.

"Stop it." But his words didn't quite seem to reach Izaya as his expression only grew more bitter.

"What? It's true, my entire existence is apparently only there to please oth-" shut down by a kiss Izaya swallowed the least of his words. Shizuo wasn't having any of that bullshit. Only after a soft minute did he back off again.

"We will pull through this, okay? I didn't save your sorry ass so you can just give in to some shitty drug." Shizuo was obviously mad, at the officers most probably and the entire situation, and yet his body acted like none of it as his touch remained gentle. Raising his hand, Shizuo's fingers brushed across Izaya's neck and cheek. "Think about me if you have to wreck your head about something."

Swallowing shortly, Izaya frowned but said no word. Feeling the need for more conviction Shizuo continued. "Everything is going to be okay. This is just another appointment, right?"

The term appointment seemed awfully funny to use in this situation and yet it was just what Izaya needed. Because their appointments were definitely anything but unpleasant. "Or do you suddenly hate me touching you?" Shizuo interrupted and seemingly effortlessly drew a soft smile from Izaya's lips.

Heaving softly as the heat was increasing, Izaya swallowed hard.

"No. It's not you, it's just-"

"Another appointment." Shizuo emphasized, not leaving any room for Izaya to dwell on the topic. A soft smile drew upon his own expression as he tried to lighten the mood. "In a questionable location maybe, but that alley wasn't exactly decent either."

Right.

That alley.

After chasing him through the city and getting a hard on they had fucked like animals- Izaya couldn't help but snort at the memory. At how Shizuo had watched out for his comfort during it all. The way they couldn't keep their hands off each other for what must have been an eternity.

"That was your fault." Izaya argued, and finally Shizuo could see that confident teasing glint in his eyes again and smiled. "And you didn't?"

True.

Izaya shook his head softly before letting his forehead lean against the blond's shoulder.

It was funny.

What kid of skill did this brute possess that he could so easily sway him? A second ago he was preparing himself for the worst moment of his life but now? After looking at the way Shizuo watched his every move and hearing those all too brutish but just so Shizu-chan like lines he couldn't help but feel at ease.

Because he was right wasn't he?

Shizuo was there. And for some odd reason, despite the searing heat tearing at his body, Izaya suddenly truly felt everything was going to be alright.

A spike of pain struck his hard on once more as it had been neglected for a minute only and Izaya winced.

He was horny- so so horny.

Sliding up to Shizuo's neck, Izaya's arms circled the blond before clutching his back. It was easier to say what he needed without having his expression exposed.

"Shizu-chan, touch me more-"

to be continued~

Hue hue hue

Now that we turned this into something enjoyable you can look forward to next week hahahah xD

Sorry for not updating btw my siblings were having their uhh final exam ball? Like you know after 8 years of school where you wear a white dress/suits and shit and get announced as adults and almost finished with studies kinda thingy xD

Was pretty fancy hahaha And with all the preparations I kinda lost track of the updates and then it were too many to finish in one day xDDDDD

Ahem

But here I am

A full 5 of 5 update xD Plus Yultesra Chap 2 by either today or tomorrow xD

Gonna try make it a habit to nail those Saturdays hahahahaha