Izaya's Apartment: Day 2

He woke up wondering when it was that he had fallen asleep and gave a sly smile to the man still passed out on the couch.
He stood up and headed to the bathroom not wanting to wake up the ex-bartender. He looked so innocent and peaceful asleep...you'd never guess he was the strongest and most feared man in Ikebukuro.

Showering quickly he looked into the mirror running his fingers over the bruises left from love bites on his neck and shoulder. His stomach twinged in a familliar way as he remembered the events of the night before and his lips parted involuntarily as the memory in itself was enough to partially arouse him.

He pulled a large sweatshirt over himself, not bothering with pants or boxers since it fell mid-thigh and headed to the kitchen to figure out what to make for breakfast. Still slightly sleepy he opened the fridge and chuckled raising a brow as he saw a lone can of whipped cream, and a squeeze bottle full of chocolate syrup.

It was about that time that Namie walked out of her room.
He'd forgotten completely that the woman lived with him now...she was always so quiet. He watched as she quirked a questioning brow to the naked Shizuo on the couch and then to the canisters in Izaya's hands before shaking her head and holding her hands up, "I don't even want to know...and yet I do. I heard you two all night. Why do I put up with this? No...don't...even answer that. I'm going. Have fun."
With that she grabbed her purse and headed out for her weekend reprieve and Izaya smirked slyly eyeing the sleeping blonde devilishly as he shook the can of whipped cream.

He listened to the door click shut as Namie left and moved to top the blonde straddling him as he slept he swirled a line of whipped cream across his chest and drizzled syrup over his thighs dripping it over his lover's dick mercilessly.

Looking satisfied with his work he smirked and leaned over licking off the cream, swirling his tongue around the peaked nipples and tracing the chocolate down his stomach to nibble it off of his thighs. He gave one sweet lick to his cock and teased the rim of his entrance with a sugar coated finger watching the beautiful display as he waited for Shizuo to wake up.

Ice cream and sex; the two initial inklings that had dawned upon his mind

He was still out like a light, but he was just wavering between consciousness and unconsciousness. Awakening anytime soon proved to be a challenge, as he was just too comfortable and dormant. His eyes were sealed shut, but his other senses were working fine as usual.

The snap of a strong, womanly voice in the background confused him. It was unrecognizable, unfamiliar. He snuggled against the pillows on the couch, groaning languidly as he tried to reach for the warm body that was no longer curled beside him.

A saccharine scent drifted to his nostrils. The sweet smell mingled with the musky aroma of sweat and soap, among other pungent fragrances. Hazily, it occurred to him that he very much enjoyed this ambiance.

It didn't register in his head that Izaya was diffusing whipped cream and chocolate syrup all over him. He did feel something cool and sticky dapple onto his most sensitive areas, shivering and writhing a bit at the sudden contact.

That was nothing. It was when Izaya licked over his sweetened skin that made him stir and moan suggestively.

"AH-Ahhh...Wha--what the."

His eyes fluttered open, and he found himself looking up at Izaya's ruby red eyes and his signature smirk. He flushed, scowling in mock agitation. In truth, he was glad that was the first person he saw at the start of this day.

"Hey, you. Mornin'. . .What are you doin' to me?"

"Having breakfast...is there a problem?"

He licked the chocolate off of his abs in a long line grazing whipped cream off with his teeth and smirked up at him as if daring him to protest.

Flicking his tongue over Shizuo's member his grin grew more daring.

"And here I thought you wouldn't wake up in time to share..."

He smirked slightly and pushed himself up to kiss the other man's lips.

"Now, you have two options...I can finish what I've started..."

He grinned looking slightly malicious as he leaned down to graze chocolate syrup off of his collar bone with his teeth.

"Or I'm afraid we'll have to get you in the bath. I can't have you walking around my house like that."

"Nah," He said through gritted teeth. "Do I taste good?"

His sneer faded away when Izaya leaned in to lick him again. The sensation made his grumpiness disappear, replacing it with a feeling of arousal. The blush bloomed to his ears, and he fought back a another moan from slipping out. His body arched and trembled at the mercy of Izaya's tongue, pleasure coursing through his veins.

"A-Ahh, t-that--Nn...Mm!" His mumbling was cut off by Izaya's luscious kiss. He savored the taste of Izaya's mouth, his tongue darting out to tickle along his teeth and curl over his lower lip.

"Mmm."

As if being thrown out of a dream, he blearily opened his eyes after their kiss had broken. Draping his arms around Izaya, he held him close, basking into the feeling of his lover's breath on his neck.

His serene, sultry gaze crumbled into a grimacing look. Then, he simply grinned, quirking up an eyebrow at the second option.

"What? You're saying you wouldn't rather have me like this?"

Taking Izaya's hand in his, he made the other man caress his nakedness. He slid the hand down to touch his warm cheek, down his neck and collarbone, over his chest, his naval. All the way down, until Izaya was grasping his cock, which was becoming engorged with desire already.

He grazed his teeth over his ear and smirked pressing his lips there as he whispered.

"You're delicious."

His eyes half lidded as their hands went through the sticky mess and his lips parted in an aroused sigh as his hand closed around Shizuo's hot member. He chuckled hearing the words a smile playing over his lips.

"Oh, I definitely like you like this..."

He grazed his teeth over his neck and clamped down on his shoulder just enough to mar the skin licking over it as it became salty sweet. He stroked the blonde, flicking his thumb over the tip as he sucked at the hollow of his neck and grazed his teeth around one of the peaked nipples rolling it with his tongue.
His teeth grazed downward as he nibbled at his abs and then inner thighs.

He smirked licking the creme off of the head of his dick, swirling his tongue over the top to mix salty with sweet, and sucking once hard before looking up at him curiously.

"Hmm...what would you do Shizu-chan...? If we switched things up a bit?"

He ran a taunting finger down his stomach, raking it through the creme and chocolate before holding it up to his lips and giving him a sly grin...seeing if he could get him to take the digits into his mouth. He stroked the blonde's cock just gently enough to tease, but hardly enough to get the friction he would need to come.

"What do you say Shiii-zu-chan?"

That whisper, those words, and just the sound of Izaya's voice made a shiver run up his spine. His breath became hitched in his throat, as he felt Izaya's lips press to his ear.

Ah, the things you do to me...

His train of thoughts halted abruptly, being interrupted by a sensuous sting that tore into his shoulder bone. It felt more pleasurable than painful, his arousal only strengthening, inhibitions weakening.

He gasped softly as his member was being stroked, moaning in pure delight as he let Izaya torture him with wonderful ministrations. With his head fogging with unbridled desire, he moaned his lover's name.

"I--Iz-aaa-yaa-aah!"

He blushed profusely, wincing as he felt a hot mouth and bared teeth graze along his sensitive length. He bit his lower lip, suppressing another bawdy sound.

Opening his eyes halfway, he locked his gaze with Izaya's. Upon hearing the suggestion, he titled his head to the side, considering it carefully. He watched as his lover licked cream off of his fingers, heart beating fast at the sight of him, the display before him.

Through half-lidded oculars of golden, he glanced at the sugar-coated appendages being offered to him. Looking gravely, deeply into Izaya's eyes, he held the outstretched hand with his own.

Answering silently with action, he took Izaya's digits into his mouth, suckling on each of them slowly and erotically. Grazing his teeth and swiping his tongue over the blades of Izaya's hand, he made a guttural sort of noise of satisfaction.

"Mmm...Yeah, you taste better." He muttered quietly, flustered, complying to Izaya's request willingly.

He didn't conceal his moan as the fingers slipped past Shizuo's lips and into the hot cavern of his mouth. He gasped a little and pressed his hips into him rubbing his throbbing member against his lovers with a mewl of want.

"Nnn...Such a thing to say Shizu-chan."

He flushed red and took his now wet fingers smirking slyly as he kissed Shizuo's stomach softly. He placed featherlight kisses along his manhood and then stroking his lover's cock with his free hand he took him into his mouth swirling his tongue over the head as he relaxed him, sucking hard at the tip as he teased his entrance, before working one and then two fingers inside of him.

He audibly gasped at how tight Shizuo was and moaned a bit scissoring him as he swirled his tongue along his member relishing the taste of sugar, salt and sex. When he felt he was ready he worked a third finger in and gave a teasing lick to the top of his cock watching him and smirking at the state he was in.

Damn...he was gorgeous.

"You're so sexy Shizu."

There was an interesting glint in his eyes as he flicked his tongue up and down Izaya's slender appendages. They glowed with a cloud of reticence, lust, excitement, and deep-seated adoration for the informant. Feeling playful, he nibbled and kissed at the fingertips.

A warm, strangely exhilarating sensation pooled at his core, when Izaya placed a simple kiss on his stomach. It made his heart flutter and skip a beat. He felt his face heat up and he cursed himself inwardly.

The gentleness of the kisses to his cock just made him feel antsy. Not that it wasn't pleasant, but his erection was becoming bothersome. After a moment, he tried to ease his breathing, gasping and grunting lewdly every now and then when Izaya suckled at the head.

He winced and tensed up, flinching slightly when Izaya penetrated him with a single digit. He moaned gruffly and pressed against the fingers that worked him from the inside. His cock gave a throbbing twitch of need, the insertion within arousing him even more.

"Nnn, y-you...Izaya...I--"
I want you so badly. So badly.

He couldn't finish his sentence, becoming even more hot and bothered when Izaya complimented him. It made color dust and warm his cheeks. Mouth open, legs spreading apart, he beckoned Izaya with his longing eyes.

Couldn't help the moan that escaped his lips as his lover insinuated he wanted him. He closed his eyes a smile tracing his lips and withdrew the fingers replacing them in one quick move with his arousal, that was already so painfully hard it threatened to spill.
He pressed into him taking him in one quick thrust and couldn't help a muffled cry of ecstasy at the hot flesh tensing around him.

"Shizu...mmmh..."

He waited stroking his hips softly and waiting for him to relax a bit before pulling all the way out and slamming back into him again, groaning in satisfaction. He began to work himself in and out, slowly at first but picking up the pace as he leaned into him and grazed his teeth softly along his chest.

He reached between them stroking Shizuo's cock and let his thumb flick over the head as he moved to crush their lips together, nipping at his lower lip as his head clouded in pleasure.

He lazed his arms over Izaya's shoulders, wrapping them around his neck. Stroking a hand through his lover's dark mess of spiky hair, he braced himself for the impact. When he felt that swift, powerful thrust, he gasped loudly and hid his face in the crook of Izaya's neck.

Gritting his teeth to suspend an embarrassing mewl, he groaned as he adjusted to hot flesh throbbing inside him. A ghost of a smile graced his lips, feeling the soft caresses along his sides. Tangling both sets of limbs around Izaya's body, he intertwined with him.

Swallowing a gulp of anticipation, he grinned and whispered roguishly into his lover's ear. "Don't hold back. Fuck me with all your might."

Once a quick abrasion began between them, he clung to Izaya and bucked his hips in time with the voluptuous movements. He grunted and gasped every time Izaya's rod plunged in and out.

The sultry words whispered into his ear made his stomach twist in knots. He bit his tongue, everything he'd been holding back letting go into pure raw passion. He slammed his cock into the tight orifice grabbing his hips and bringing him closer.

"S-Shizu..."

He bit his tongue fingers clawing into his sides as he came inside of him, riding out the last of his orgasam before falling into the sticky mess and nuzzling into Shizuo's chest, stroking his lover's arousal between them to give him release as well.

He placed feather light kisses on his neck and collarbone nuzzling into him as he pulled out and collapsing on top of him happily.

A flicker of a smile traced his lips as he snuggled into him, eyes closed as he laughed a bit.

"You still need a shower."

Coherency and decency had been lost, lost in a whirlpool of passionate flames. Heat and perspiration had prickled on the skin of the two bodies, as they jagged and rammed into each other.

Arching his spine and throwing his head back, completely blinded with salacity, his breaths became ragged as Izaya jammed into that bundle of nerves. Being dragged through the edge of ecstasy, he spewed a string of discordant curses and cajoles.

"Y-Yeah, ahhh--f-fuck. Iza~--Ahh!"

A hot rush filled his core as Izaya released his seed, a lewd sigh escaping his parted lips. It made him feel tingly and tremble with a buzzing sense of elation, yet he still felt an urgency grapple around him.

Just a few quick, rough strokes of his cock made him explode of euphoria, coming hard into the palm of Izaya's hand. He fell forward, toppling the other man, and he held him close in an embrace.

After serenity washed over him, he chuckled and nuzzled against Izaya's torso, his arms hugging around the man's waist. He took a whiff, laughing to himself.

"Fffft, you're right. Alright, alright." He sat up, still at arm's length with the informant.

"I surrender." He smiled, getting up from the couch. Reaching for Izaya's hand, he pulled him up and drew him close. He looked him in the eye, a naughtily nostalgic grin on his face. "Remember when we used to bathe together back when we were young?"

In his mind, he reminisced about the afternoons he spent sneaking into Izaya's house. Others had clubs and other extracurricular activities, but after all, Izaya and him weren't average students.

He flushed completely red at Shizuo's words. Of course he remembered...but for some reason he hadn't expected the blond to. The result was his face heating up in a blush and his mind dropping half way open to look for cohearant words.

He smirked looking into sharp golden eyes of the other man and chuckled a bit pulling off the sweater he was wearing and heading to the bathroom looking at him over his shoulder as he did so.

"We've had some good times, haven't we Shizu-chan?"

He paused at the door leaning on the door frame and drinking in the sight of the stronger man in front of him.

"Mmmm...I bet there are lots of interesting things we could do in the shower."

His grin got a bit more devilish as his gaze drifted lower.

"Just like old times?"

He drank up the look on Izaya's face, all cute and flustered. He couldn't stop himself from grinning like a complete and total idiot.

The memories aroused him, too. Of course, he couldn't forget. He never will. He'll forget people's names, sure. He'll forget to pay the rent, and little brother Kasuka would have to bail him out...again. But the past moments that transpired and meant something to him would stay with him always and forever.

His eyes lit up, snapping out of his reverie, to gaze upon the sight of an exposed Izaya. The desire to tackle and cling to the informant was insatiable. He watched him pad over towards the entryway to the bathroom, dazed and amazed by the man's beauty. No matter how many times he watched Izaya strip out of his clothes, it never ever got old or less sexy.

Clearing his throat, he followed Izaya closely behind, close enough to nuzzle and rub against him. He grinned, wrapping his arms around him, and murmured into his skin as he traced his lips down his neck.

"You know there is." He reminded him, chuckling and smoothing a hand down Izaya's naval.

He smirked trying to hide the blush that had crept to his ears and neck and ran his fingers along Shizuo's arms wrapping them around himself further backing into him to feel skin against his own.

He let go of Shizuo's hands only to move to the side of the tub and start the water feeling it to make sure it was a good temperature before cranking the shower on and jumping inside. He gasped at the heat of the water and how good it felt and grabbed a bottle of bath oil slicking it over his skin before reaching out of the shower and pulling Shizuo in before he could protest.

He pushed Shizuo under the water and ran his fingers over his chest, slicking the oil over his lovers skin as the remnants of their last few nights washed away with the hot water's pulse.

He leaned up to kiss his lips uncharactaristically softly as he poured the oil over his abs...his thighs... letting his hands drift over Shizuo's warm skin.

He gave a playful smirk eyeing him with interest, all sorts of fun ideas playing around in his head.

"Assuming I'd listen to you, what would you want me to do? If you could have me do anything you want right now."

He was dragged into the shower, nearly slipping because of his clumsiness. After he got used to the temperature, he felt bliss in every single droplet of water that drizzled from the nozzle.

The best part was that he wasn't alone. It was like Izaya was a perfect fit in his embrace, as he enveloped his arms around the other man's waist. He relished in the attention he was receiving, but pride stung at his countenance. A faint blush dusted his cheeks.

I can clean myself... Despite this stubborn thought, he didn't say a word. He was obviously enjoying this. He liked Izaya's hands exploring every inch of him, making his skin all slippery and shiny.

Slick, skilled hands glossed the contours of his body with the bath oil. He let out a soft sigh, intertwining with Izaya. That was when a gentle kiss pecked his lips. He moaned happily, returning the kiss with a grin. He caressed Izaya's jawline, sliding over his lower lip with his thumb. He gazed at him lovingly, longingly.

He quirked an eyebrow at the playful smirk Izaya was wearing. "Hmm...If? Well, if you would listen to me, I'd want you to...take complete advantage of me. You know, if you could. I'd like to see you try."

GRIN. He knew Izaya could; he'd be the only one who could and live to tell about it. But he wanted to tease and challenge him a little. He knew the flea liked that, and it was a sort of a taste of his own medicine.