Moar Chat Smut
Moar Kittizaya chat smut. Unedited. IDEK.
Starts out being Affection-verse, then it, well...isn't. XD
The movie continued, and Izaya tried to remain focused upon it.
Not on the way Shizuo's exhales continued to send goosebumps down his arms.
Not on the way Shizuo's clothes brushing against his tail made him shiver.
Not on the way Shizuo's hand had started toying with the hem of his shirt.
When those fingers hit skin, it was all he could do to remain still and remember to breathe.
Stroking lightly over one hip bone, over the skin of his waist, his belly…
Izaya wasn't entirely sure what the movie was about, anymore. There was something about a dog and a brightly colored bird and they were walking a house suspended by balloons…
He closed his eyes and worked on slowing his breathing.
This was okay.
This was what he needed.
And hell, they weren't even doing anything. This was the kind of thing that got young teenagers all excited. Not him. Definitely not him.
What Izaya didn't see was the calculating look on Shizuo's face. He didn't hear the man's thoughts as he deliberated over where exactly to touch, and how much…
After a deep inhale, Shizuo let it out in a low moan and pulled Izaya closer. The brunet had assumed they were already as close as they could get, and he squeaked when Shizuo's nose buried itself in his hair. His ears twitched, and his eyes went wide.
And then Shizuo's hand was back to toying with the waistband of his pants, dipping into his navel when he pushed the shirt up ever so slightly.
Izaya mewed, despite the way he was biting into his lip in an effort to muffle it. Thunder rolled again, and he twitched, grinding himself back into Shizuo's body on accident.
The man behind him grunted and shifted. "Is this okay?"
Izaya's eyes squeezed shut, and he fought down the urge to bolt away. This is what I…what I--
And then Shizuo's tongue was licking at his earlobe, and if his human ears could have twitched, they would have. Instead, he mewled again and turned his head more into the sofa cushion to hide his reddening cheeks.
"Izaya…?" Shizuo followed him a little as he turned, body curling over on top of his, and he found himself with an armful of catboy when lightning flashed outside. Izaya had rolled back quickly, his head ducking beneath Shizuo's chin. His breath was hot and frantic, all calm he'd had previously dissipated by the storm and Shizuo's touches.
The teasing was driving him crazy. Making him…hot. Izaya's tail twitched, and he whimpered into Shizuo's neck, his breath dampening the skin there. This was better. He couldn't see the lightning, couldn't hear the thunder over the sound of Shizuo's rapid heartbeat in his ears.
Or was that his?
Shizuo reached a hand down, smoothing over Izaya's back, chasing away the tremors the storm had caused and adding a few of his own. "Is this okay, Izaya? I'm not gonna do anything you don't want."
Izaya held his breath…and nodded, his pink tongue coming out to lick at the underside of Shizuo's jaw, so quick that the blond might have thought he'd imagined it.
…were it not for the following mewl and the way Izaya squirmed in his arms.
With a moan, Shizuo pressed the informant to his back, hovering above him on his elbows. "Okay?" The words were spoken with a hairsbreadth between their lips, and Izaya's tongue crossing the space was enough answer for him.
Sucking Izaya's tongue into his own mouth, Shizuo reached up to scratch behind his soft ears again, ruffling the fur and making Izaya mewl and arch. When he broke away to pant, Shizuo licked down the column of his throat, sucking when thunder made Izaya flinch.
"Pay attention to me. Let me distract you."
Sharp nails poked through the back of Shizuo's shirt, and Izaya looked up through half-lidded eyes, tongue licking away the remnants of Shizuo's taste on his mouth. He nodded, trying to relax into the blond's hold, but it was difficult to calm himself with Shizuo nipping at his neck, pushing his shirt up and over his head--
--only to catch on his hands.
Izaya looked up and tugged, huffing when the fabric wouldn't give. What on earth…?
"No scratching." Shizuo's look was nearly a leer, and Izaya had just a moment to be afraid before the blond was sliding down his torso, leaving open-mouthed kisses as he went.
Broad shoulders pushed his legs apart, and Izaya's breath stopped when Shizuo's tongue ran along the ridge of his hipbone. It had been so long since someone had touched him like this, and his cock twitched, well aware of that fact. When Shizuo's breath hit him through the thin material of his pants, Izaya's eyelids fluttered, and he arched up.
"You want this?" Shizuo chuckled. "You want my mouth on you?"
Izaya mewled.
"Where do you want it? Oh, wait. You can't tell me." Shizuo laughed again and surged upwards. "I'll tell you what. I'll just start licking you, and you show me when you want me to stop."
With that, he moved slowly, achingly slowly, his tongue wandering down Izaya's neck, across one shoulder… Izaya's ribs were ticklish, it seemed, from the way the man squirmed, and Shizuo followed the ridge of bone up to the center of Izaya's chest, roving sideways--
Izaya gave a whining mewl, his legs spreading,
Shizuo grinned. "Right there?" And without waiting for a reply, he fastened his mouth to Izaya's nipple and sucked.
Izaya yowled, cock twitching when Shizuo took the nub between his teeth, flicking at it with his tongue, and he arched as much as he could manage from this position. Shizuo backing away had him whimpering, and his thighs trembled.
"Where else do you want it, Izaya-kun? Do you want me to keep licking you? Or do you like it better when I suck you?"
His thoughts were hazy. He couldn't even-- How did--
The feeling of cool air on his cock wiped the fog from his brain, and Izaya looked down, eyes wide.
"How about it, Izaya-kun?"
Izaya trembled and licked his lips, entranced by the sight of Shizuo's mouth so close…so close…
And then his tongue pressed into the slit, and Izaya's hips shot up.
Or…tried to. Shizuo's hands were clamped firmly onto them, and he laughed, closing his mouth around the tip of Izaya's erection so that he would feel the vibrations. Pulling off with one more lick, he was still for a moment, sizing the man up. And then amber eyes flicked upward, and the man's shit-eating grin was Izaya's last warning before Shizuo swallowed him whole.
He howled, throwing his legs apart and back, wanting more of this man between them. Wanting, wanting…ohh…
And then Shizuo was slipping a finger into his mouth, through the saliva that was starting to drip down as he sucked. The slurping noises were making his head spin, and he wasn't completely prepared for Shizuo to start pressing that finger into his ass so soon. Tensing up, he whimpered, and Shizuo pulled out and off, brow furrowing.
"Let's try this, then."
The entire world lurched, and Izaya found himself smashed face-first into the couch, but before he could complain, Shizuo's tongue was pushing into his ass, wetting him as best as he could. Two fingers spread him quickly, Shizuo licking between them, and Izaya's back arched, his hands clenching where they were caught up in his own shirt.
He mewled and whimpered, would have begged if he'd been able…
…but Shizuo knew. He always knew. Somehow, he knew exactly what to do, every time.
It was probably too fast, too soon, too /much/, but Izaya yowled like the cat in heat that he was when he felt the head of Shizuo's cock breach him. Moving slowly but incessantly, Shizuo stretched him, split him, opened him completely, and Izaya went completely silent from the feel of it.
And then Shizuo was moving and Izaya couldn't help but mew in response. The blond's mouth latched onto his shoulder, one hand darting between Izaya's spread legs to stroke him.
"Guess you can't really tell me where I should be aiming, huh?"
Izaya did his best to move against the blond, to direct him without words, and Shizuo must have been fucking magical because oh, oh, oh---
Clawed fingers managed to dig into the sofa, but Shizuo didn't stop him, instead driving harder into him now that he'd found the proper angle. Izaya spasmed and his cock leaked over Shizuo's moving hand, his belly tensing from the onslaught and the way that Shizuo never ever let up and fuck he was about to come too soon and too hard and he didn't even care--
With a howl, Izaya released onto the cushions, and even through the aftershocks, he still had the presence of mind to note that Shizuo didn't come inside him, didn't even come on him. Had probably come into his own hand, the bastard.
And even though Shizuo cuddled up to him sweetly, even though Izaya was still shaking in remembered pleasure, his tail twitched.
And he tried to ignore the ache in his heart.
Starts out being Affection-verse, then it, well...isn't. XD
The movie continued, and Izaya tried to remain focused upon it.
Not on the way Shizuo's exhales continued to send goosebumps down his arms.
Not on the way Shizuo's clothes brushing against his tail made him shiver.
Not on the way Shizuo's hand had started toying with the hem of his shirt.
When those fingers hit skin, it was all he could do to remain still and remember to breathe.
Stroking lightly over one hip bone, over the skin of his waist, his belly…
Izaya wasn't entirely sure what the movie was about, anymore. There was something about a dog and a brightly colored bird and they were walking a house suspended by balloons…
He closed his eyes and worked on slowing his breathing.
This was okay.
This was what he needed.
And hell, they weren't even doing anything. This was the kind of thing that got young teenagers all excited. Not him. Definitely not him.
What Izaya didn't see was the calculating look on Shizuo's face. He didn't hear the man's thoughts as he deliberated over where exactly to touch, and how much…
After a deep inhale, Shizuo let it out in a low moan and pulled Izaya closer. The brunet had assumed they were already as close as they could get, and he squeaked when Shizuo's nose buried itself in his hair. His ears twitched, and his eyes went wide.
And then Shizuo's hand was back to toying with the waistband of his pants, dipping into his navel when he pushed the shirt up ever so slightly.
Izaya mewed, despite the way he was biting into his lip in an effort to muffle it. Thunder rolled again, and he twitched, grinding himself back into Shizuo's body on accident.
The man behind him grunted and shifted. "Is this okay?"
Izaya's eyes squeezed shut, and he fought down the urge to bolt away. This is what I…what I--
And then Shizuo's tongue was licking at his earlobe, and if his human ears could have twitched, they would have. Instead, he mewled again and turned his head more into the sofa cushion to hide his reddening cheeks.
"Izaya…?" Shizuo followed him a little as he turned, body curling over on top of his, and he found himself with an armful of catboy when lightning flashed outside. Izaya had rolled back quickly, his head ducking beneath Shizuo's chin. His breath was hot and frantic, all calm he'd had previously dissipated by the storm and Shizuo's touches.
The teasing was driving him crazy. Making him…hot. Izaya's tail twitched, and he whimpered into Shizuo's neck, his breath dampening the skin there. This was better. He couldn't see the lightning, couldn't hear the thunder over the sound of Shizuo's rapid heartbeat in his ears.
Or was that his?
Shizuo reached a hand down, smoothing over Izaya's back, chasing away the tremors the storm had caused and adding a few of his own. "Is this okay, Izaya? I'm not gonna do anything you don't want."
Izaya held his breath…and nodded, his pink tongue coming out to lick at the underside of Shizuo's jaw, so quick that the blond might have thought he'd imagined it.
…were it not for the following mewl and the way Izaya squirmed in his arms.
With a moan, Shizuo pressed the informant to his back, hovering above him on his elbows. "Okay?" The words were spoken with a hairsbreadth between their lips, and Izaya's tongue crossing the space was enough answer for him.
Sucking Izaya's tongue into his own mouth, Shizuo reached up to scratch behind his soft ears again, ruffling the fur and making Izaya mewl and arch. When he broke away to pant, Shizuo licked down the column of his throat, sucking when thunder made Izaya flinch.
"Pay attention to me. Let me distract you."
Sharp nails poked through the back of Shizuo's shirt, and Izaya looked up through half-lidded eyes, tongue licking away the remnants of Shizuo's taste on his mouth. He nodded, trying to relax into the blond's hold, but it was difficult to calm himself with Shizuo nipping at his neck, pushing his shirt up and over his head--
--only to catch on his hands.
Izaya looked up and tugged, huffing when the fabric wouldn't give. What on earth…?
"No scratching." Shizuo's look was nearly a leer, and Izaya had just a moment to be afraid before the blond was sliding down his torso, leaving open-mouthed kisses as he went.
Broad shoulders pushed his legs apart, and Izaya's breath stopped when Shizuo's tongue ran along the ridge of his hipbone. It had been so long since someone had touched him like this, and his cock twitched, well aware of that fact. When Shizuo's breath hit him through the thin material of his pants, Izaya's eyelids fluttered, and he arched up.
"You want this?" Shizuo chuckled. "You want my mouth on you?"
Izaya mewled.
"Where do you want it? Oh, wait. You can't tell me." Shizuo laughed again and surged upwards. "I'll tell you what. I'll just start licking you, and you show me when you want me to stop."
With that, he moved slowly, achingly slowly, his tongue wandering down Izaya's neck, across one shoulder… Izaya's ribs were ticklish, it seemed, from the way the man squirmed, and Shizuo followed the ridge of bone up to the center of Izaya's chest, roving sideways--
Izaya gave a whining mewl, his legs spreading,
Shizuo grinned. "Right there?" And without waiting for a reply, he fastened his mouth to Izaya's nipple and sucked.
Izaya yowled, cock twitching when Shizuo took the nub between his teeth, flicking at it with his tongue, and he arched as much as he could manage from this position. Shizuo backing away had him whimpering, and his thighs trembled.
"Where else do you want it, Izaya-kun? Do you want me to keep licking you? Or do you like it better when I suck you?"
His thoughts were hazy. He couldn't even-- How did--
The feeling of cool air on his cock wiped the fog from his brain, and Izaya looked down, eyes wide.
"How about it, Izaya-kun?"
Izaya trembled and licked his lips, entranced by the sight of Shizuo's mouth so close…so close…
And then his tongue pressed into the slit, and Izaya's hips shot up.
Or…tried to. Shizuo's hands were clamped firmly onto them, and he laughed, closing his mouth around the tip of Izaya's erection so that he would feel the vibrations. Pulling off with one more lick, he was still for a moment, sizing the man up. And then amber eyes flicked upward, and the man's shit-eating grin was Izaya's last warning before Shizuo swallowed him whole.
He howled, throwing his legs apart and back, wanting more of this man between them. Wanting, wanting…ohh…
And then Shizuo was slipping a finger into his mouth, through the saliva that was starting to drip down as he sucked. The slurping noises were making his head spin, and he wasn't completely prepared for Shizuo to start pressing that finger into his ass so soon. Tensing up, he whimpered, and Shizuo pulled out and off, brow furrowing.
"Let's try this, then."
The entire world lurched, and Izaya found himself smashed face-first into the couch, but before he could complain, Shizuo's tongue was pushing into his ass, wetting him as best as he could. Two fingers spread him quickly, Shizuo licking between them, and Izaya's back arched, his hands clenching where they were caught up in his own shirt.
He mewled and whimpered, would have begged if he'd been able…
…but Shizuo knew. He always knew. Somehow, he knew exactly what to do, every time.
It was probably too fast, too soon, too /much/, but Izaya yowled like the cat in heat that he was when he felt the head of Shizuo's cock breach him. Moving slowly but incessantly, Shizuo stretched him, split him, opened him completely, and Izaya went completely silent from the feel of it.
And then Shizuo was moving and Izaya couldn't help but mew in response. The blond's mouth latched onto his shoulder, one hand darting between Izaya's spread legs to stroke him.
"Guess you can't really tell me where I should be aiming, huh?"
Izaya did his best to move against the blond, to direct him without words, and Shizuo must have been fucking magical because oh, oh, oh---
Clawed fingers managed to dig into the sofa, but Shizuo didn't stop him, instead driving harder into him now that he'd found the proper angle. Izaya spasmed and his cock leaked over Shizuo's moving hand, his belly tensing from the onslaught and the way that Shizuo never ever let up and fuck he was about to come too soon and too hard and he didn't even care--
With a howl, Izaya released onto the cushions, and even through the aftershocks, he still had the presence of mind to note that Shizuo didn't come inside him, didn't even come on him. Had probably come into his own hand, the bastard.
And even though Shizuo cuddled up to him sweetly, even though Izaya was still shaking in remembered pleasure, his tail twitched.
And he tried to ignore the ache in his heart.