PART 6

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DURARARA!! KINK MEME PT.6

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Fill: For Your Entertainment 12/?

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Soon the two of them had developed their own rhythm, with the brunet even adding his own little shy downward thrusts to my brother’s upward ones. I released the young informant’s hips in favor of ridding myself of the last of my garments. Izaya didn’t seem to notice me, but Shizuo caught the movement in his peripheral vision and unwillingly turned away from his partner’s beautifully flushed face. He almost stopped moving. “What-ahh-the hell are yo-ooh…doing?” he managed.
“This is going to be the best sex of your lives,” I said. “Trust me.” They would thank me later. If they weren’t knocked out by the intensity of their orgasms. I placed a steadying hand on the small of Izaya’s back and wedged myself between Shizuo’s legs, draping my own over them. Now he did stop moving, though it was probably from shock rather than a desire to assist me.
I noticed Izaya turn his head so he could barely see an edge of me, but he swallowed in favor of offering some kind of protest. Shizuo kindly brought one of his hands down to Izaya’s length and rubbed him while leaning on his other forearm for support. I coated myself with a generous helping of lubricant and guided Izaya up so he was barely penetrated.
I squeezed our erections together, making Shizuo utter a short moan. I had pressed my thumb to my own tip, and was trying hard not to make a similar sound. I liked to think I had more self-control than these two near-virgins. I carefully pushed a finger into Izaya’s already occupied hole and tried to loosen the muscle. My brother’s pre-cum flowed more freely as my finger rubbed against his sensitive tip in the warm, tight space, making it easier to move. I slid my erection up, keeping it secured to the other, into the brunet’s tight entrance.
Izaya was trying to focus all his tension into his hands as they tightened into fists, knowing that if he relaxed himself, the pain wouldn’t be as horrible. More involuntary tears leaked from his eyes, falling down the same paths that already stained his face. Contrarily, Shizuo was in a state of almost sinful ecstasy-I knew because I was there too.
Gradually I was able to take my hand away from our cocks, and I leaned back on one of my forearms like Shizuo, while rubbing what were meant to be soothing trails up and down Izaya’s back.
We were both trying to resist the carnal urge we had to thrust, and Shizuo also tried to focus his excess energy into his hands, massaging the youngest teen’s thigh, squeezing his prick; he let himself fall back on the bed, as his hands were occupied anyway. Pained whimpers escaped our captive, and he clenched his teeth in an attempt to channel more of the hurt away.
After a few moments of stillness, except for the erratic movements of Shizuo’s hand on Izaya’s dick, the brunet began to move up. Keeping his eyes closed and his hands clenched tightly, he relaxed the lower half of his body, lost himself to Shizuo’s touches. There was a little bit of unpleasant friction, but the part that allowed pleasure to bloom around his prostate was the fluctuating pressure as the different thicknesses of our pricks slid inside him.
Encouraged by the sudden gratifying sensation, he moved back down with greater speed. And then back up, and down again. We uttered varying moans and groans, and began adding our own movements. After a little while of struggling to find the right combination, given our positions, the three of us fell into a gentle synchronization.
Izaya was only dully aware of his victimized state, now overwhelmed once more by sensations he had never felt. It didn’t matter that he was with his enemy and that enemy’s overly-experienced brother. His animal nature took over, and this time it was so pronounced that it didn’t allow him to feel guilt or shame or fear.
The rocking of our bodies grew instinctive; though we ached, sex-induced hormones kept us going. Our hearts pumped madly and we took deep breaths through our noses and gasping mouths, trying to get enough breath to exhale the utterances of bliss. Coated lightly with sweat and cum and lube, our limbs glided smoothly over each other, allowing Shizuo and me to penetrate Izaya even deeper.