Chapter 66: Descended Angel

Lifting his hand, Izaya's fingertip brushed across Shizuo's lower lip.

"You can't just push me against the wall like that and then expect me to forget it."

Shizuo grinned.

"You like being pushed around?"

"You know what I mean-" before Izaya knew it he was suddenly toppled over. Back meeting the bench he suddenly found Shizuo hovering above him, enlightened by the sun's rays forcing past the colorful window.

Had it not been for his hungry eyes he would have looked like a saint.

Or an angel, descended right from heaven.

Izaya moaned when Shizuo's thigh shifted just right to press against his burning arousal.

A pretty devilish angel.

Reaching down Shizuo cupped Izaya's boner through his pants and Izaya squirmed. His thighs shifted and bonked into the sides of the next bench. There was no room to escape, just room for pleasure as Shizuo sunk his head to Izaya's collar bone.

Before Izaya knew it his shirt was shoved up and Shizuo's lips everywhere.

"Pretty naughty, aren't you?" he chuckled quietly, but Shizuo gave his actions no second thought as he unbuckled his belt.

"Tell me you don't want to and we can go back," he smiled and Izaya's breath choked.

Shizuo had pulled out his dick, and god heavens it was forbidden to lie inside church right? So how in hell was he supposed to deny his urges?

Pulling Shizuo down by the collar of his shirt Izaya smashed his lips into Shizuo's before bringing his own pants down in the confined space.

"Fuck me," he breathed huskily, and Shizuo swore his mind stopped working for a second right then and there as that sweet voice of Izaya's echoed slightly inside the chapel.

More.

He wanted to hear more.

He wanted to hear Izaya scream his name and doubling on the walls.

Quicker than expected Izaya found his legs in the air and his hips pulled closer.

Arms circled Izaya's body and before he knew it Shizuo was at his entrance.

"Fuck-" choking in the midst of his words Izaya held his breath as he felt Shizuo's breath against his ear and that pulsating boner shove its way inside his guts.

It was hot, it was hard and fuck it felt divine.

His insides clenched around Shizuo and for a second Izaya saw stars. His knees were weak, his thighs spread wider and his arms reached for Shizuo's hips.

More- harder-

"Shizuo-" Izaya moaned and his lips were quickly sealed with Shizuo's as he thrust back and forth.

For a few seconds Izaya's mind was nothing but a mush of emotions. A mess of love, of desire, of trust and pleasure.

Shizuo's dick had always been huge, but right now with his back arching off the wooden bench it bulged Izaya's stomach in a way that caused Izaya to choke.

More-

He wanted to be ravaged- ruined- No matter what as long as it was Shizuo who did.

Grunts and moans mixed in the air and for a hot minute Izaya couldn't discern which belonged to whom. All he knew was Shizuo, his smell, his warmth, his touch-

His dick was pressing against Shizuo's stomach, and as if having realized, he forgot, Shizuo's palm suddenly pumped Izaya's length in time with his thrusts.

"Wait-" Izaya pleaded, hotheaded, his release was already building up, but Shizuo didn't stop.

Heat rose to his guts and his hips snapped forward in erratic thrusts.

Shizuo was so close- feeling so good- and that knowledge caused Izaya's dick to prickle with the need for release.

Izaya's stifled moans filled the chapel mixed with Shizuo's grunts.

Bodies merged and heat shared they rocked against each other until Shizuo finally stilled with a low guttural moan breathed across Izaya's neck.

Throwing his head back Izaya did as well, his palm clutching Shizuo's butt for dear life as he felt Shizuo spill his seed inside his guts. It felt divine-

Too good to be over, too hot to discard- He wanted more. He wanted Shizuo to violate him, fill him to the brim and use him until the sun set-

Pants filled the chapel for a few breathtaking seconds as Izaya's body jerked in the afterglow of his orgasm.

A raspy breath was swallowed and Izaya found his voice again, "Fuck, that was-" amazing was what he wanted to say, but the heavy sounds of wood grazing marble ground quickly silenced the entire hall.

"Hello?"

Freezing in place, Shizuo's palm was quick to cover Izaya's lips as he lowered his body beyond the backrest.

Someone was there-

An elderly woman was standing in the entrance. Cane at hand and arms jittery she let her old eyes rest upon the empty hall.

But there was nothing to be seen by her bad eyes and nothing to be heard by her weak ears.

"I swore I heard someone," she uttered to herself and with that the door closed.

Suppressed pants and saliva were swallowed as Shizuo removed his palm from Izaya's lips.

"I thought you stopped time-" he whispered dumbfounded- and just equally perplexed Izaya answered.

"I forgot-"

"You could have stopped it now."

"Right-"

A short moment of silence followed as they looked at each other, before bursting into heartfelt laughter.

"And you call me an idiot," Shizuo whispered and Izaya couldn't help but join as the back of his palm rested on his forehead. "Sorry, my mind was kinda occupied," he whispered, and Shizuo hummed seductively.

"Like your stomach?" he asked and his palm slithered across Izaya's skin. Cum drizzled across his belly button and a still very hard dick formed a visible bulge from within.

Goosebumps traveled down Izaya's back and he flinched.

Almost instantly Shizuo's eyes lit up and a pleased grin crossed his lips.

Before Izaya knew it Shizuo pulled him up and into his lap.

Piercing his guts even further Izaya suppressed a hot moan as that dick pressed right against his prostate.

"Izaya," Shizuo whispered hotly into Izaya's ear and his palms grasped Izaya's thighs. "Move."

Arms resting on Shizuo's shoulders, Izaya swallowed shortly.

"Here?" he questioned quietly, but had already understood the request.

"You want more don't you?" Shizuo whispered and Izaya's throat went dry.

Yes.

Hell, yes.

"But don't forget to stop time this time," Shizuo reminded with a quick joke, but the light flickering past the window had already frozen.

"Shizuo-" Izaya moaned quicker than expected and Shizuo swallowed hard.

Restraint had never been his forte but this sight right now really tested him.

Leaning against Shizuo's body, Izaya's arms held onto Shizuo's shoulders for dear life as his knees pushed against the bench below.

Izaya barely moved upwards, not willing to lose the pleasant sensation of Shizuo's dick tearing his insides, and slammed himself back down.

Swallowing hard, Shizuo leaned forward, catching Izaya's nipple with his lips.

"How does it feel to fuck yourself?"

Izaya shuddered and his movements stilled for a second. A pleasured smile grazed his lips as he glanced at Shizuo from above. "Good," he breathed, "But better when you do it."

Fuck.

"Like this?" Shouuo asked, and quicker than intended his restraint was gone as his arms grasped Izaya's hips. Without restraint Shizuo snapped his hips up and Izaya screamed.

Loud- he wanted him to be louder-

"More?" he asked, pushing Izaya up before slamming him back down again. Izaya's mouth hung open and his eyes squeezed shut as a series of consecutive bods signaled approval.

Fingers intertwined with Shizuo's hair and Izaya pulled at it with a seductive glare.

"More-" he pleaded and his breath stilled as he got what he asked for.

Hips snapped up, thrust repeated and again his body rocked up and down.

Heat built in his stomach and before he realized he felt Shizuo's earlier cum trickle out of his ass.

More-

He wanted more-

"Shizuo-" Izaya called and his brows arched, his knees buckled and before he knew it his body moved in time with Shizuo's thrusts.

Throwing his head back Izaya relished in the assault of pleasure and Shizuos grasped his wrist to keep him down.

"Izaya-" he moaned as his own release built up.

How?

Just how was it possible to desire a single person this much?

No matter what it was, Izaya's mind, Izaya's jokes, his views ideas, jokes- everything about him was just so-

Grunting heavily, Shizuo stilled and Izaya's body shuddered.

Mouth hanging open to a breathless gasp Izaya felt another load of cum force its way past his guts and convulsed.

His legs spasmed and his arms wildly searched for something to hold onto as his own mind blowing orgasm hit him head on.

It was Shizuo's head that he found, and pressed against his chest.

His heart was hammering like crazy and his body's heat matched Shizuo's as he breathed against Izaya's nipples.

Izaya shuddered at the sensation, slowly coming down from his high.

Fuck.

What was this?

This feeling of completion? This satisfaction? As if nothing in the world mattered as long as Shizuo was there.

Maybe it was exactly that.

Nothing mattered.

As long as they were together.

"You good?" Shizuo asked after a short while of catching his breath and Izaya quickly nodded.

It was by pure chance that Shizuo heard Izaya's mind, or rather felt the way it wholeheartedly agreed and he grinned.

This.

Time might as well stop forever if it meant being trapped with Izaya.

Birds suddenly chirped and before long the both of them realized that the countdown of Izaya's time stopping ability had passed.

Quickly they searched for their discarded clothes and reverted to a status of public dignity.

Adjusting Shizuo's collar upfront, Shizuo found himself looking closely at Izaya's focused eyes.

"Say, you didn't mention anything about me being able to read your mind."

It took Izaya a second to follow Shizuo's insinuations without any context.

"To Roy?" he asked, and Shizuo nodded.

"You did that on purpose didn't you?"

Unexpected silence sealed Izaya's lips shut for a moment and the raven let go of Shizuo's collar.

Trailing his fingers across the wood of the bench's backrest he took a seat.

The air suddenly seemed awfully heavy, and Shizuo joined Izaya.

"As far as we know you are an impure incubus with an unpredictable ability. But two of them?" Izaya sighed, and somehow his eyes seemed far more worried than Shizuo had expected. "So far we heard nothing about multiple abilities."

Seeing Izaya so serious somehow caused Shizuo's guts to clench.

"Are you scared they will try to dissect me?" he joked, but the face Izaya showed at the idea caused Shizuo's own expression to slip.

"... you know I was joking, right?"

Letting his body tilt sideways, Izaya's head found its way onto Shizuo's thigh.

His hand was taken before he knew it and Izaya's smaller and delicate fingers played with his own.

"Something about you is different since you killed Vincent," Izaya whispered, and Shizuo felt his blood run cold. "And I don't mean the fact that you became a murderer," Izay added and tilted his head up.

Fear. That was the first emotion Shizuo felt. Fear that Izaya was going to shun him.

No.

Izaya was here.

They just had sex. And laying in his lap like this he hardly seemed scared of Shizuo's strength. Waiting for a detailed explanation Shizuo remained quiet, only softly squeezing Izaya's hand as it circled his palm.

"It's something about your anger. Your strength. When you thought about Kasuka earlier the air seemed to stiffen," Izaya elaborated while trailing a vein running across Shizuo's rough palm with the tip of his index finger.

"I made you uncomfortable?" The words sounded awfully bitter to Izaya's ears. He could practically feel the way Shizuo's thighs and body tensed underneath Izaya's head.

"No, I'm talking about a physical sensation," Izaya explained, and brought Shizuo's palm to his lips.

A soft kiss, not heavier than a butterfly, brushed across Shizuo's skin and he relaxed. "I'm thinking you might have more than just two abilities," Izaya whispered against the skin and Shizuo groaned frustrated.

"Great so now I'm causing havoc just by thinking?"

Izaya grinned, "Would suit you."

Shizuo blinked, then sighed as he playfully flicked Izaya's forehead.

"Only a maniac like you would get turned on by additional danger."

Izaya probably had a better idea of Shizuo's situation than Shizuo himself had and yet his lips only showed smiles.

"Is that bad?"

God heavens, no.

Leaning down Shizuo softly cast a kiss onto Izaya's lips.

"Not for me," he whispered and his eyes turned worried, "Just make sure you don't get caught up in anything."

At that Izaya laughed and rose from Shizuo's lap.

"Trusting my hunches over your self control?" he asked and Shizuo shrugged.

"Kinda."

Without another word Izaya slipped into Shizuo's lap.

Not a shred of doubt grazed his eyes or mind as he met Shizuo's gaze.

"I have always faced you head on, what makes you think an ability or two would change anything about that?" his arms circled Shizuo's neck and Izaya cocked his head sideways. "Besides, I can still stop time, chances are I will never run into a situation that requires your power."

At that Shizuo snorted. Right. Izaya was perfectly capable of protecting himself.

Always had been.

Always would be.

"Sounds good."

With those words Izaya nodded and slipped off Shizuo. "Now get up, I still want to do some research," je announced quickly as if it hadn't been him who had stalled them in the first place. A short pause followed and Izaya signed towards the altar. "Except you wanna stay and pray?"

Shizuo snorted, shook his head and rose from the bench as well.

"Lead the way, flea."

to be continued~