Tagged: #pretty sure i reblogged this already but it's never not funny
What the hell was going on? —Why?
This was getting so out of hand that he couldn’t even control himself anymore. A sudden need or craving for more came over him out of nowhere like a wave in the ocean that went from being silent to suddenly react like a storm coming the way towards them. He couldn’t control his own actions and his own needs anymore. Just that simple thing that started out as nothing but one single kiss, turned out to be so much more than just that. Where it would lead to, he wasn’t really sure.
He just knew both of them wanted — needed — more of the other. Whether they would admit it or not. Shizuo wasn’t one to admit something like that so he wouldn’t. At least not for now. He chose to let his actions show his need and craving for more of the man he claimed to hate and was supposed to hate and not make out with like this, like they were doing right this second.
And even though he had the perfect chance to break this man in two, to finally do as he had claimed to want and do for the last ten or more years, ever since he first laid eyes on this man all the way back in high school where it had ended in the first fight — a fight that would become a thousand more and even more broken ribs and bones, over and over again.
He had the perfect chance — yet he didn’t take it.
And when the kiss that had deepened after no hesitation, the blond slowly blinked his amber eyes open to let his gaze drop down onto that pale and now slightly flushed face of the informant’s. He couldn’t take his eyes off of it for a long while and simply just stared down at those near crimson hues that stared right back up at him. The irritation he normally had when looking at this man was of course still there. It was just further away than usual.
The request from more and the almost teasing he got from the other man was just enough to make him lose all control and finally give in to his cravings. His grip around the slender man in his arms tightened slightly more and he pulled him a lot closer to himself, pressing their bodies closer to one another even though they were already as close as they could get for now.
A smirk quickly played over his features and his hands moved down the raven’s back.
“Fine. I’ll give you more, flea.”
Without giving it more than one single thought, he didn’t hesitate to take a few steps forward, only to get the other man pinned with the back to the nearest wall they would end up walking into.
He kept himself as close as he could to the other before he lowered his head and leaned closer, only to press his lips lightly to the man’s now forcefully exposed neck and placing almost teasing kisses on the exposed skin.
He just wanted more.
More..? Just what had come over him… He should be trying to put a stop to this! This wasn’t right. This was disgusting. Filthy. Yet.. His body was begging for more. The hand that ran down his back.. He arched away from it, biting his lower lip as he moved against the other man’s body. Why..? Shizuo had the same chance he had. One of them could have been dead at this point. They could be rid of a nuisance so easy…
Both of them were wasting a perfect opportunity.
At this point, he wasn’t surprised that Shizuo was continuing like this. Backed up against a cold surface, a grunt escaped him as his head was forced back. Soft gasps emitted from the informant as kisses were placed along his pale skin. “Shizu-chan.. Not so rough..” His words may have been to taunt the beast further.. Izaya’s arms hung loosely around Shizuo’s neck, that cheshire grin present upon his expression.
“You’re hurting me.”
An airy laugh passed the informant’s lips, a single hand gripping strands of fake blond hair as if to hold this beast in place. It wasn’t that he particularly minded any pain that may come with Shizuo’s actions. He actually appreciated that more so than if the other man was gentle with him. This man was a monster. Nothing more. Though to be doing something like this with a monster…
They were both a little fucked up, weren’t they?
The informant shrugged his coat from his shoulders, allowing Shizuo more access to whatever he wished. Just how far would this go? Now.. He’d rather not die. If the other happened to snap back into reality… It wouldn’t end well. He could be crushed if Shizuo happened to get angry. Broken bones weren’t on his schedule today.. Nor was this but..
His other hand moved up, running over Shizuo’s cheek before moving along the other’s neck to get a grip on the shirt he wore. The informant quivered, not completely enjoying this teasing anymore. It was starting to frustrate him.
“Nn.. Quit teasing.. You’re so rude.”
the guy i like has the cutest/weirdest ways to start conversations
I ship you with Shizu-chan because you fit together.
“… I hope you aren’t serious.”