DRRR! KINK MEME: FIll "Of Shorts and Popsicles" - Shizuo/Izaya

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Fandom: Durarara!!
Pairing: Shizuo Heiwajima/Izaya Orihara
Rating: NC-17
Kink: Hot Pants, Popsicle, Bondage, Non Consensual, Cock Tease, Denied Release, Temperature play, Toys, Knife/Blood play, Shizuo's voice
Original Prompt: here
Anon!Author Note: This is my first time writing in general besides what I normally have to write for college classes and such. English is also not my native language so I hope I don't make too many mistakes. Also my personal kink is Shizuo's voice (Because I am one HELL of a Ono Daisuke fangirl ~)


Of Shorts and Popsicles

This was not how he planned to spend his day off, thought Shizuo darkly. The sweat beaded on his brow dripping down the length of his nose.

"Ne~ Shizu-chan, make sure you pay attention reaaaaaaaaally closely."

The louse in front of him was currently unwrapping a blue popsicle with his teeth slowly. His crimson eyes narrowed in concentration. A devilish smirk adorning his sexy pale face.

Shizuo grit his teeth, and clenched his eyes shut. His molars gnashed and his eyebrows knit at the bridge of his nose. The muscles of his shoulders clenched as he tugged at his bonds. Oh that flea was going to get it alright.

How was it such a perfect day ended so wrong?

The morning had started out perfectly fine. All the debts he had to assist collecting, were collected with no problems. No computer monitors were smashed, no bodies flying twenty feet into the air, and skidding another ten feet upon pavement, and no one was sent to the hospital due to an airborne vending machine. Celty met up with him in the park while the two lounged near the fountain, leaning against her horse/bike, chatting casually. He was even able to eat his favorite sweet. But best of all, no louse was in sight the whole day.

So why is that when he decided to go home to his empty apartment, and perhaps eat one of the snacks Kasuka sent him, that he was ambushed by someone from behind? The method of course was some form of drug on a cloth held tightly over his face. Legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he tried to buck them off with all his might, and an arm wrapped itself tightly around his thick neck, pressing against his wind pipe. However, despite his strength he was still powerless against the affects of the drug. Especially since there was an over abundance of it on the cloth. His last memory was hearing the most annoying voice in the universe chuckling darkly, "Good night, Shizu-chan", and then the realization that the cuff on the arm wrapping around his throat had fur on its trim.

That fucking flea...

When he had awoke he was greeted with the most annoying throb in his head, and a tingling sensation in his arms and knees; it was dark, he noted. No. Not dark, a blindfold. He started to move his limbs, but found they wouldn't budge. Thus, concluded he bound up with something. Something strong he noted as he tugged harshly at his bindings.

"Ah ~ Shizu-chan! How nice to know you finally woke up!" a chipper voice grated.

He could hear the sound of a chair swivel, and a laptop being closed. The sound of wheels on linoleum tiles as the chair was pushed back from a table top or desk. Then finally the sound of someone standing from the chair and making their way towards them.

The flea stood in front of him. His scent pointed that much out to him. Not to mention that damned flea had talked earlier. He ground his molars brutally, and pulled at his binds, only to feel pain explode through his joints.

"Heheheh this is hilarious!" the flea rejoiced. His pale hands reached up behind Shizuo's head to untie the blindfold. Once the cloth was removed Shizuo could see he was level eye to eye with the damned flea. The louse was crouching in front of him smirking. Crimson eyes narrowed slightly. His expression telling Shizuo that he was greatly enjoying this moment. Shizuo pulled his head back swiftly and tried to headbutt that ever smirking face, but the flea retreated balanced on the balls of his feet.

"Whoa there. You really shouldn't do that Shizu-chan~ You will just end up hurting yourself. Now don't tell me you haven't noticed you've been tied up securely?"

Shizuo already knew this, but he still looked at his arms. They were secured above him. From his elbows to his wrists a type of metal enforced rope wound itself tightly around his arm. The circulation having been cut off partially as his arms were now a dark purple color. From his wrists he could see more of this strange rope stretching behind him. Where it led to he had no idea. He glanced at his legs and noticed that he was bound at the knees as well in much the same fashion as his arms. His legs were spread wide, but not uncomfortably so.

Izaya proud of his work, pushed himself out of his crouch into a standing position. He spread his arms wide and walked with a smug kind of gait, where his arms would swing in slight circular motions as one leg at a time extended infront of him locked. Reminiscent of a child goofing off in the park.

He smugly closed his eyes and continued his pacing and began to explain to Shizu-chan what type of rope he used. "It's orihalcum rope." he stated matter of factly. "It took me quite a while to something that could possibly contain your brutish strength. The rope itself is made from the thickest and strongest of twine found in South America. However, as you may have noticed that is not all. Also entwined with the rope is a metal like rope called orihalcum. Orihalcum as you probably don't know is the strongest substance in the world. Next to diamonds of course. However, I don't have that kind of money, so we will just stick with the orihalcum rope. Which might I add, ALSO cost me a pretty penny."

However, Shizuo had not heard a single word of Izaya's tirade. He was far more distracted by what the flea was currently wearing. Instead of what the flea normally wore ( a simple long sleeved black v-neck shirt, his customary fur trimmed hood jacket, and skinny jeans) he was wearing a simple hooded short sleeved shirt, with a medium length shirt underneath, the sleeve reaching to mid forearm. All black of course. However, Shizuo was unable to notice this as well. Because what adorned Izaya's hips and legs was not his usual skinny jeans. No, it was a pair of tight, clingy, and delectable shorts.

Shizuo couldn't believe his eyes. Who would have thought that the louse had such killer legs? Izaya's legs despite his height were long, and shapely. Not too thin, but not too plump either. When Izaya turned around from his pacing, so he was no longer facing Shizuo, Shizuo gulped. Not only were his legs amazing, but his ass too? The shorts clung to Izaya's ass nicely, clearly defining all the lines. The globes of his cheeks were perfectly round, and Shizuo could not help, but stare at them. And when he walked he would see one globe rise and clench and the other fall just a little and then rise again as the next step was made. Shizuo could feel his face heat up, his mouth hanging partially open in shock.

Izaya turned around again and waltzed his way back over to Shizuo. It was then he realized that Shizuo, for once, was acting just as he planned. He had heard from some resources (Erika) that Shizuo was a leg man. So to test this theory he had kidnapped the man, dragged him to his office in Shinjuku(which was quite hard considering how much dead weight he had to carry), and proceed to tie him down to all his furniture, floor, and walls of his office. If Shizuo could only look back behind the table he was tied down against, he would see a web of the orihalcum rope criss-crossing and intersecting as it covered over half of his office wall. A mass pile of pulleys securing the ropes in place. It had taken him quite a while to set up this scenario. Shizuo had better be grateful.

"Oi Shizu-chan. Did you even hear a word of what I said? Oi~?" Izaya asked as he walked between Shizuo's spread legs, hands on his hips, pouting. He leaned over Shizuo so his face blocked out the enticing view Shizuo had of his legs. Shizuo not expecting sudden closeness, flushed dark red, pulled his head back as far as he could. However, his head had hit the table behind him with a resounding thunk. Izaya smirked internally. Oh, this was good.

Shizuo's voice pierced the silence of his office in an angry overtone, laden with the undertones of surprised lust. "You fucking flea, release me at once! Once I am free you're so dead. The cops won't be able to find your body. Not to mention recognize it." Izaya stood in front of him, smirking. Leave it to Shizuo to deny his attraction to Izaya's legs.

"You know Shizu-chan, I was hoping we would have a bit of fun. You know, find some common ground between us."

"Who the hell asked for that? I hate you, I want to kill you. That is all there is to it!"

Izaya shook his head. "So that means you aren't interested in a popsicle?"

Izaya's sources were never wrong. He knew that Shizuo had a weak spot for sweets. He also knew that Shizuo liked a certain flavor of popsicle. Blue Cotton Candy. So he had purposely purchased a few, and kept them in his mini fridge next to his desk. So when he departed from Shizuo to the mini fridge located a short distance away, he made sure that when he bent down to get the popsicle he had his legs slightly parted, and his knees unbent, reaching low into the bottom of the fridge. He could hear Shizuo's breath hitch. All according to plan.

Thus, this explains how one Shizuo Heiwajima was bound to the flea's office, watching as the flea opened said popsicle with his teeth.

Fan-fucking-tastic.

The popsicle now revealed to the Shizuo's view , was bright blue. Almost fluorescent in color. Izaya glanced over at Shizuo from his propped position on the edge of his couch, directly in front of Shizuo. Carefully he gave the top of the popsicle a tentative lick. Shizuo gasped. Izaya smirked at the reaction, and carefully from bottom of the popsicle to top dragged his tongue along the length. Now that the bait was set, he moaned at the taste. "Oh this is delicious. Mmm." He again licked the top of the popsicle, allowing his tongue to lave the tip.

Truth be told, he hated the popsicle. It was manufactured, freeze dried, and had no personality in it. Just the type of food he hated. However, judging by Shizuo's reaction, he deemed the popsicle useful and tolerated it. Shizuo's breath seemed to come out in pants. He seemed to have tunnel vision when it came to his situation, for all he could focus on was the flea's mouth and tongue as it licked the popsicle. He was hot. It was too hot in this room. His pants seemed to constrict uncomfortably. Oh hell no. He was NOT getting hard from witnessing that damned flea, in those damned shorts, eating a damned popsicle.

At this exact moment in time, Izaya seemed to sense that something was wrong with Shizuo. So he glance back over at Shizuo, and almost dropped his popsicle in amusement. He could already see the slight tent in Shizuo's pants. Oh this was delicious. Perfect black mail material. He slid from his position against the couch, and slowly approached Shizuo, pulling his flick blade from within his pocket. As he reached Shizuo, he crouched down again, the shorts riding up. He flicked his blade up, and brought it straight out so it almost touched the tip of Shizuo's nose.

"Oh my, it looks as though Shizu-chan really likes my popsicle. You even have a hard-on." Izaya taunted. Izaya made sure to give the popsicle another lick, and for good measure moaned. Shizuo shuddered. The popsicle was bad enough at a distance, but close quarters was another thing all together. Izaya smirked, and used his knife to drag down the buttons of Shizuo's shirt.  Popping them off, one by one. Finally the shirt parted, to reveal rippling abdominal muscles that he could only dream of having. He pocketed his blade, and used his free hand to push aside the shirt.

"What the hell are you doing you fucking flea! Release me at once! You're so dead when I get fr-" Shizuo had begun to yell and squirm, but he was cut off as the tip of the popsicle was shoved into his mouth. Izaya calm as ever, glared at him with the strength of a hurricane. "Please don't ruin my fun Shizu-chan. You will enjoy it too I'm sure. " With a bold move, he shoved his free hand inside of Shizuo's shirt, and began to palm the broad pectorals of the brute.

Shizuo's mouth was full of the popsicle, and his back arched into the touch. Izaya's hand was cold. Izaya smirked, and pinched a nipple. "You see? Stay still and you will enjoy this as well." Izaya removed the popsicle from Shizuo's mouth and dragged it down the man's chin, throat, clavicle, and finally circled the opposite nipple. Shizuo bit his lip, and threw his head back, nostrils flaring. The popsicle felt absolutely tantalizing against his skin. His pants couldn't get any tighter. If he didn't come soon, he was going to be in pain for a while. Izaya followed the trail of popsicle juice from Shizuo's nipple to his chin with his tongue. Deftly sweeping up any of the sticky mess. He stopped just short of Shizuo's mouth, and began the trek downward again. Izaya moved himself forward, so he was no longer crouching, but straddling Shizuo. He made sure to purposely rest his ass right over top of the man's erection. Oh my, it was huge, if the twitching was any indication.

Izaya circled a pert nipple with his tongue, before latching onto its tip and sucking. The popsicle had chilled his mouth exponentially so the combined heat of Shizuo's body and Izaya's frozen mouth seemed to set Shizuo on edge. Izaya switched hands with the popsicle, and allowed the popsicle to circle the other nipple, while he sucked on the opposite.

Shizuo was slowly losing all coherency. However, this was the flea we were talking about, so he bucked his hips trying to dislodge the flea. However, this backfired, and the delicious friction of his clothed erection, rubbing against the clothed ass on his lap had him reeling. Izaya not suspecting the buck, opened his mouth in shock and moaned lowly. That damned brute. Izaya did not expect so much pleasure to suddenly hit him, and suddenly found himself hardening as well. Well this was unprecedented. Izaya's original plans were to seduce the monster beneath him, deny the man release, and then snap some photos of him as he begged to fuck Izaya. He wouldn't be Shizuo if he didn't do as expected. This was why Izaya hated him.

Damn Shizuo.

Izaya pulled himself away from Shizuo's chest, and slowly slid down his torso. The popsicle had dripped down the man's torso, leaving winding trails of blue liquid. Izaya used his tongue to follow the trail, sliding further down the man's thighs while doing so. Incidentally brushing the man's groin. Izaya again shoved the popsicle into Shizuo's mouth, as his tongue stopped at the top of the man's pants. He ran his tongue back up, and dipped it inside Shizuo's navel. The body beneath him squirmed, head jerking back and forth, back arching of the table. Izaya smirked, and dipped his tongue back into the navel, and dipped it out following the trail back up to Shizuo's nipples. He tongued one as his fingers tweaked the others. Feeling bored of the broad chest Izaya brought his quest back down the man's torso to the top of his pants.

Oh my.

He could see the pants twitch visibly as he brought his tongue to the man's hips. What surprised him most was that Shizuo's erection, was starting to peak over the top of his pants. Just how big was the man? Izaya made sure to avoid the tip, and licked around the man's hips everywhere, except where the penis was. With his hand he removed the almost melted popsicle from Shizuo's mouth, and touched it to the hip bone located right above where is erection was. Shizuo not expecting the sudden chill bucked his hips. Izaya in surprise accidentally allowed the popsicle to bump the man's erection. Shizuo bit his lip and groaned out, head flying back to hit the table hard.

Holy hell did he sound sexy when he was like this, Izaya mused.

Izaya licked around the popsicle, just barely brushing the currently weeping head of the man's erection. He quickly using his free hand, reached into his pocket for his flick blade. Before Shizuo could register the movement, Izaya had removed the button from his pants, and had sliced a thin line through the material. That bastard. How the hell did he expect him to get home without clothes. All thoughts flew from his head, as said bastard decided it was time to get down to business, and engulfed his length with his mouth.

Shizuo was much bigger than anticipated, so Izaya could only deep throat three quarters of the length. The remaining quarter he dragged the popsicle up and down on, sending the man reeling in shock and pleasure. Shivers wracked Shizuo's body, but this of course had nothing to do with him being cold, but from the intense pleasure that seemed to radiate from his manhood.

Shizuo bucked his hips, wanting more of the delicious mouth that had wrapped so diligently around his length. Izaya nearly gagged as his nose met the man's pubis, and the entire length was shoved down his throat. Shizuo sneered as he felt the man beneath him almost gag. Izaya pulled back and moaned around the length driving Shizuo insane. His head began bobbing up and down the length. He pulled back to the tip, and allowed his tongue to sweep the weeping head, pushing his tongue slightly against the slit, before he allowed himself to take the length back into his mouth.

Shizuo was in heaven or hell. Heaven because the most divine pleasure tormented his body. Hell because the one who was giving it was the flea. He struggled against the ropes suspending his arms. The ropes would not budge. He threw his head back in frustration. He allowed his eyes to wander the smaller man's frame. His eyes stopping at those delectable shorts. He licked his lips, body trembling.

Izaya could tell Shizuo was close. He could feel the man tighten beneath him ready to spring. Shizuo bit his lip, holding in a very loud groan. Izaya smirked. Soon now very soon. Shizuo could only anticipate the release his body shuddering. Reaching for it. Almost there. Almost th- Oh. Hell. No. Izaya anticipating just when he was going to release clenched his balls and pulled back. From his pocket he produced a small rubber band like thing, and stretched it over his cock's head, sliding it down to the base, where it constricted tightly.

"Dammit flea!" he ground out at the denied release.

"Ah, Ah, Ah, Shizu-chan. You can't come before me." he tutted, scooting his body back up. Shizuo and Izaya were now eye to eye, nose to nose. Izaya looped his arms around Shizuo's neck, pushing his chest against Shizuo's broad one. Shizuo couldn't help but arch into the heat as their groins connected. His clothed against his bare. Shizuo groaned at the sensation.

Izaya smirked. Shizuo's lustful face was very hot. He reached up a hand and stroked the man's face. Shizuo's eyes narrowed. Izaya lowered his face slightly so he could bring his lips just short of Shizuo's. Shizuo unwillingly tried to close the distance, but failed as Izaya pulled his face back, and the bonds pulled his entire torso back.

"No you don't, Shizu-chan. If you want a kiss from me beg for it." Izaya taunted his smirk stretching wide across his face. To accentuate his words he allowed his hips to roll sensually over Shizuo's bare erection.

Shizuo groaned and threw his head back again. In frustration and pleasure. The sensations exquisite. Shizuo couldn't help, but feel he was going to cum soon. If only that damned louse hadn't denied him his release earlier.

Izaya figured now would be as good a time as any, as he stood, to shimmy his lithe body out of the tight shorts. Shizuo sucked in a breath as he viewed the taut body before him. Izaya was well defined. His cock was definitely bigger than an average cock, but not nearly as big as Shizuo's. Standing tall and proud against his pale stomach. Shizuo, never thought he was gay. However, in this moment he wondered why it was that he wanted nothing more than to pin that fucking louse down, and fuck him until he couldn't walk for months.

Izaya smirked and sauntered away from the sweaty blond, and made his way to the coffee table located a good distance away. On the table was an assortment of items that Shizuo had never seen.

Dildos, anal beads, and butt plugs, and many more interesting items. Izaya carefully selected one dildo that was riddled with bumps and grooves. Shizuo was confused as to what that damned flea was planning. Whatever it was, it wasn't going to be good. Shizuo struggled more at his bonds in vain, almost roaring in frustration at his helplessness. Izaya simply chuckled to himself, and selected a tube of flavored aphrodisiac laced lube. His toys selected he swaggered his way back to Shizuo, his length bouncing with each step.

Finally he returned to Shizuo's lap, straddling his hips, erections touching flesh to flesh. Izaya moaned audibly into Shizuo's ears wrapping his arms around Shizuo's neck, burying his face into the crook of his neck and clavicle. Shizuo could only bite his lip at the sensations of finally having flesh upon flesh contact. It was damn near euphoric. He groaned lowly in his throat. Izaya shivered at the sound. Damn Shizu-chan and his sexy voice.

Izaya removed his arms from Shizuo's neck and placed three fingers into the brute's mouth. Shizuo not understanding what was happening, bit down hard on the fingers, drawing blood. Izaya grimaced and retracted his fingers holding them with his opposite hand.

"That hurt, Shizu-chan. You're not supposed to bite them, you are supposed to wet them. Don't you know anything about sex?" Izaya complained placing the bleeding fingers back into Shizuo's mouth.

Shizuo rebelling bit again, but this time he laved the finger tips with his tongue, relishing in the flavor of Izaya's blood. Izaya almost moaned at the feel of Shizuo's tongue running up and down his fingertips. Shizuo began to suck on the fingertips, and Izaya gasped at the sensation, of the slight tug he felt as the mouth contracted tightly around his fingers. This was getting bad. He retracted the fingers with a wet pop, and grabbed Shizuo's face with the opposite hand. He directed the head so it was staring directly at his lower region.

"Be sure to watch this Shizuo. Very closely. Engrave it into your memory." he whispered huskily into the blond's ear.

Izaya leaned back slightly, exposing his entrance to Shizuo. Shizuo gulped. Izaya smirked and reached around to trace his puckered hole with wet fingertips. Carefully spreading the wetness. Slowly he pushed in his fingers, one by one stretching himself. Shizuo watched the lewd scene closely with rapt attention. There was just something so utterly hot that Shizuo just couldn't describe about watching the smaller man writhe upon his lap in pleasure. Izaya's eyes had rolled into the back of his head in pleasure as he stretched himself. With the unoccupied hand he brought the pre-lubed dildo to this entrance. He removed his fingers, and swiftly thrust the thick dildo within his entrance.

"Aaahngg." he moaned, back arching forward. His eye brows knit in pleasure as sweat beaded at his brow.

Shizuo licked his lips, trying to prevent the drool that had formed from dripping. Izaya leaned back up onto Shizuo, and braced his hands on the man's shoulders. He slid his hips back onto Shizuo's so the bottom of the dildo rested against Shizuo's erection. He reached around behind him and flicked on the switch immediately to the highest setting. Within him, the dildo's bumps rotated, and the shaft itself vibrated harshly, whirring itself in his moist cavern. Shizuo bucked up at the sudden sensation of vibration on his cock. The vibrator working its magic on both occupants of the room. Izaya ground his erection against Shizuo's abdomen as Shizuo bucked at the glorious feeling of the vibrator.

When the two were close to their climax, Izaya leaned his head into Shizuo's clavicle groaning loudly. His thrusts became more erratic as he tried to bring himself to the brink, while ignoring Shizuo's erection. Shizuo groaned out as well, feeling more than a little frustrated at the cock ring that prevented him from coming. Izaya groaned in broken pants as he reached around to try and thrust the vibrator in and out of his ass.

Fuck that was hot.

Shizuo grit his teeth in pain. If this louse didn't let him come soon, he was going to wish he'd never been born.

Izaya not wanting to come from the vibrator alone, switched it off and removed it. The vibrator was then tossed aside unceremoniously with a loud clunk. Shizuo's gaze followed the vibrator, and his breath hitched. Oh god. The vibrator glistened with Izaya's fluids. Shizuo gulped. Izaya's hands pushing on his shoulders brought him back to the present. Izaya was now hover precariously over the tip of Shizuo's erection. A drip of pre-cum slid down Izaya's length, balls, and finally his ass, eventually falling to land on the tip of Shizuo's erection. Bloody hell. His erection visibly twitched. Fed up of this Shizuo bucked his hips up, but made no contact.

Izaya looked him dead in the eye, and smirked as he just let himself drop onto the erection below him, impaling himself in one swift thrust. Shizuo's muscles tightened, and the cords of his neck became visible as he threw his head back in pleasure, eyes rolling up into the back of his head. His arms tugged fiercely at his bindings, to no avail. The ropes held firm.

Izaya meanwhile was reveling in the intense pleasure and pain radiating throughout his body. Shizuo was much bigger than he appeared. His hands tightened on Shizuo's shoulder, his back arching into a fine arch, his mouth groaning out loudly. This was euphoric. Addicting. Despite the fact that he liked it rough normally, he had to allow himself time to adjust. Shizuo was just that thick. Shizuo had bit through his lip already. Blood trickled down his chin and trailed down his neck. Izaya noticed this and licked a trail from the edge of his lips down the curve of his powerful throat. The cock within him throbbing and pulsating lustfully within his tight cavern. Even with the vibrator's stretching he was still very tight. His breath escaped him in hurried pants.

"Who would have thought that your cock would feel this good Shizu-chan? That a monster was such a - Oh.. good fuck?" Izaya taunted. Shizuo sneered and bucked his hips upwards. Izaya merely groaned loudly in Shizuo's ear. The feelings were intense. The pleasure now over-rode the pain.

Izaya now adjusted to the length within him, used the leverage of Shizuo's broad shoulder to raise him slowly up the cock, and then assisted gravity with his descent. At the exact same time Shizuo thrust upwards swiftly. Oh god! The pleasure was intense! Izaya continued this pace for a while, but Shizuo wanted more. Fuck these ropes.

With a strength that seemed inhuman even for Shizuo, he pulled at his binds feeling them give slightly. With more force and determination, his teeth grinding together, he pulls. Pain exploding in his shoulders and legs. Suddenly his limbs are free to move as the ropes snap with a resounding sound. Izaya too rapt in his pleasure doesn't notice this. So when Izaya suddenly finds himself on his back, an angry Shizuo looming over him, he is comically surprised.

"Eh?"

Shizuo just sneers at the man, and smashes his lips to the louse beneath him. Izaya's eyes widened in shock. How the hell could he break orihalcum ropes?! It was impossible! Shizuo brings him back to the present by nipping the man's lip harshly, drawing blood. Izaya's mouth opens and his tongue is immediately dominated by the other man's. Twisting, tugging, pushing, and pulling. Not able to get enough of the glorious heat surrounding him, Shizuo hooks Izaya's legs over his shoulders.

Izaya gasps as this new angle allows Shizuo to strike his prostate harshly. Stars explode behind his eyes. Shizuo grunts at the sudden tightness around him and pulls out and pushes back in at an almost bruising pace. Izaya can already tell that he won't be able to work for a few days. The feeling of Shizuo's cock moving within him is almost divine. The cock thrusts forward striking that wonderful spot repeatedly. Izaya can't help, but moan loudly into the kiss as he is brought to a quivering mass of flesh. Shizuo is getting close. Almost there, and then he remembers, that damned cock ring is still on him. Reaching between their two bodies he grasps the cock ring and tugs. The ring immediately snaps leaving Shizuo with a feeling of intense relief. He pounds harder and harder, faster and faster, into the man beneath him, who is now clinging to his neck for dear life. Shizuo's hand drifts to the man's cock and grasps it in a firm vice grip. With a grip that borders on excruciatingly painful and pleasureful, Shizuo moves his hand at a rapid speed up and down.

Izaya claws at Shizuo's back as the double sensation strikes him. He pushes his hips harder upwards at Shizuo's. Their bodies making a loud smack, smack, smacking sound that echoes through the office. Their moans reverberating off the walls.

Shizuo is getting closer, the white light just a short distance away. Grasping Izaya's hips as tightly as he can, he pulls the man off at the same time he retreats and slams back in with a force that would break any other person's bones. Izaya nearly screams at the pleasure.

Normally Izaya was a silent partner, groaning slightly here, panting there, and a grunt on occasion. However, with Shizuo he was like a bitch in heat, mewling, whimpering, and moaning wantonly. Izaya is blown away by the pleasure fucking this man has brought. Shizuo despite being inexperienced (oh he's fucked some whores, but anyone else he tried to get with was scared of his strength) was probably the best lover he has ever had. Will ever have.

Stars explode behind his vision, as he breaks his mouth away from Shizuo's and screams his release into the room, back arching high off the ground. His release spurting out in thick white strings over Shizuo's face, chest, and his own shirt. Shizuo surprised by the sudden clenching muscles surrounding him is pushed to his release groaning loudly, back stiffening and arching, as his hips continue to piston his cum inside the tight ass. It is no surprise when some cum pushes out around his length and leaks out of Izaya's ass. Izaya overwhelmed by the pleasure of Shizuo's continuous fucking, and the feeling of him cumming against his prostate, ends up coming again. A consecutive orgasm has never occurred in his sex life. Ever.

Shizuo collapses on top of the flea, exhausted. Izaya panting underneath the body lets out an "Oof" as the big oaf lands right on his sternum, winding him. "Dammit Shizu-chan get off of me."

However, by this time Shizuo is passed out, burnt out from the force of his orgasm.

Izaya flails from beneath the brute, but since he was much smaller than the man it has no effect. He could only sit there and wait until Shizuo at least twitched in his sleep. Small movement it may be, but it was better than nothing.

Izaya is jarred from his paperwork when the door to his Shinjuku office nearly decapitates him as it is kicked down. He can see Shizuo standing in the entrance way among the rubble, wielding a stop sign over his shoulder.

"I-za-ya- Kun~!" he chants in some demented form of a sing song voice.

Izaya smirks, already half hard.

So it was that time again eh?

Ever since the kidnapping, Shizuo visits once a week for a few rounds of rough and mind blowing sex.
Izaya stands from his position at his desk and walks around, allowing Shizuo to view his legs.

Izaya smirks at Shizuo's expression, as the man gazes over the pale expanse of his legs and the clingy material of the short shorts that adorned his pelvis. Let the fun begin...

End.

And Anon!Author is fail....This really sucks I apologize. I hope the OP likes this. (I tried to throw in as many kinks as I could.)

Also bravo to those who recognized that the Orihalcum I mentioned is also in Black Cat (as the material that all the numbers' weapons are made from. I probably spelled it wrong though ^^; )