Sequel part 2: Revenge
anonymous
April 15 2010, 04:55:35 UTC
It only takes a skillful twist of his tongue and a little pressure on the back of Shizuo’s knees to get the blond down and lying on his back with Izaya splayed between his legs. They scoot into the classroom, if only because the doorframe is too cramped for two horny teens to thrash around properly.
Izaya works Shizuo’s pants down further and licks down his balls. Shizuo grunts and growls and bites his bottom lip to keep the moans in. Izaya grins into his thigh. The strongest man in Ikebukuro, lying on the ground beneath him, trying to keep his sounds of pleasure from echoing down the hallways. Kasuka didn’t have him moaning like this. Izaya sometimes finds himself in shock when it occurs to him just how incredibly awesome he is.
He bites into Shizuo’s thigh, just because he can, because he wants the angry red teeth marks to remind Shizuo of this long after they finish. The blond grabs a fistful of his hair and halls him up.
“W-what the fuck ‘re you doing?” he demands between pants. Izaya gives him an evil grin.
“Oh dear, I was bad again. I think we need to up the punishment,” he says. He unzips his pants (they’ve felt uncomfortably tight for a while now) and slides them off. Shizuo still has his hair in a painful grip, too shocked to let go.
“You…what’re you…?” Shizuo stutters. Izaya crawls up him and straddles his waist.
“Trust me. You won’t think of Kasuka ever again.” Izaya’s going to overload Shizuo’s memory with something much, much better. He positions himself and lowers himself down on the blond’s spit-slick cock. It hurts; there’s not nearly enough lubricant to make the entry smooth, but Izaya keeps himself stretched enough back there that at least there won’t be any major damage. It’s a perk of being equal opportunity.
“FUCK!” Shizuo gasps as Izaya takes him fully. Yeah, Shizu-chan, that’s kinda the point, he thinks, but he’s too busy watching all those pretty stars that are blocking his vision to voice that particular jewel of wisdom aloud. Yeah, he knew Shizuo would be a good ride. He pushes back up and goes down again. God, that’s good. Shizuo fills him nicely, and if he just stays like this, and works himself with his hands just a little, he can come all over Shizu-chan like some porn star jizzing all over a bitch.
Izaya’s hand moves to his cock, and he gives it a good, hard tug. He closes his eyes and shifts his weight again. Life is good.
Sequel part 3: Revenge
anonymous
April 15 2010, 04:56:20 UTC
A hand grabs his wrist and stops him from jerking himself. He opens his eyes. Shizuo is giving him one of those death glares.
“You’re being punished,” he says. He grabs Izaya’s ass and stands up, holding all of the other boy’s weight in one hand. He throws Izaya down on the nearest desk.
“Sensei’s desk, sensei’s desk! I wanna get fucked on ~sensei’s~ desk!” Izaya whines. Shizuo looks at the teacher’s desk, back at Izaya, back and forth, trying to decide whether the thrill of the forbidden outweighs his desire to not listen to Izaya. In the end, he shrugs, bends Izaya face down on the teacher’s desk, and fucks him into the hardwood. Izaya’s cock digs into the side of the desk and Shizuo keeps his hands captive so he can’t touch himself.
“Ah! AhhHHHHH! Nnnngggggg! More, more!” the dark haired teen moans. He couldn’t keep quiet if he tried; the pain, the aggressive pleasure, and the danger are almost too much for him. So he plays it up as much as he can, does his best porn star impression, and comes screaming as Shizuo pounds him relentlessly. Fuck, Shizu-chan’s got stamina.
Izaya collapses onto the desk, feeling sore and boneless. Shizuo is still behind him, thrusting away.
“Shizu-nii-chan, don’t you want to come on my face? Like in the movies?” he asks in his best slutty schoolgirl whine. Shizuo bucks and shoots his load in Izaya’s ass before he even finishes asking.
Shizuo collapses on top of him. Izaya really should be squirming his way out from under his enemy and running like hell right about now…but he’s too well-fucked, and Shizuo’s body is hard and warm. He shoves the blond to the side and sprawls out half beside, half on top of him.
“Oh well, maybe next time,” he offers.
Shizuo punches him in the face, but he doesn’t stop Izaya from braiding his hair while they are both too high off of endorphins to really think about what they are doing.
“Next time, I will,” Shizuo turns around and tells him suddenly. “It’ll really be punishment next time.”
Izaya can’t really take the threat seriously when Shizuo’s angry face is flushed red and his hair is half in braids and half slicked back with sweat. The promise, on the other hand… …that’s completely serious. How awesome is that?
…………………….. [[yeah I fail at endings. And just a thought- Shizuo and Izaya aren’t really ‘buddies’….so would they technically be ‘fuck-enemies’? ]
Izaya works Shizuo’s pants down further and licks down his balls. Shizuo grunts and growls and bites his bottom lip to keep the moans in. Izaya grins into his thigh. The strongest man in Ikebukuro, lying on the ground beneath him, trying to keep his sounds of pleasure from echoing down the hallways. Kasuka didn’t have him moaning like this. Izaya sometimes finds himself in shock when it occurs to him just how incredibly awesome he is.
He bites into Shizuo’s thigh, just because he can, because he wants the angry red teeth marks to remind Shizuo of this long after they finish. The blond grabs a fistful of his hair and halls him up.
“W-what the fuck ‘re you doing?” he demands between pants. Izaya gives him an evil grin.
“Oh dear, I was bad again. I think we need to up the punishment,” he says. He unzips his pants (they’ve felt uncomfortably tight for a while now) and slides them off. Shizuo still has his hair in a painful grip, too shocked to let go.
“You…what’re you…?” Shizuo stutters. Izaya crawls up him and straddles his waist.
“Trust me. You won’t think of Kasuka ever again.” Izaya’s going to overload Shizuo’s memory with something much, much better. He positions himself and lowers himself down on the blond’s spit-slick cock. It hurts; there’s not nearly enough lubricant to make the entry smooth, but Izaya keeps himself stretched enough back there that at least there won’t be any major damage. It’s a perk of being equal opportunity.
“FUCK!” Shizuo gasps as Izaya takes him fully. Yeah, Shizu-chan, that’s kinda the point, he thinks, but he’s too busy watching all those pretty stars that are blocking his vision to voice that particular jewel of wisdom aloud. Yeah, he knew Shizuo would be a good ride. He pushes back up and goes down again. God, that’s good. Shizuo fills him nicely, and if he just stays like this, and works himself with his hands just a little, he can come all over Shizu-chan like some porn star jizzing all over a bitch.
Izaya’s hand moves to his cock, and he gives it a good, hard tug. He closes his eyes and shifts his weight again. Life is good.
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“You’re being punished,” he says. He grabs Izaya’s ass and stands up, holding all of the other boy’s weight in one hand. He throws Izaya down on the nearest desk.
“Sensei’s desk, sensei’s desk! I wanna get fucked on ~sensei’s~ desk!” Izaya whines. Shizuo looks at the teacher’s desk, back at Izaya, back and forth, trying to decide whether the thrill of the forbidden outweighs his desire to not listen to Izaya. In the end, he shrugs, bends Izaya face down on the teacher’s desk, and fucks him into the hardwood. Izaya’s cock digs into the side of the desk and Shizuo keeps his hands captive so he can’t touch himself.
“Ah! AhhHHHHH! Nnnngggggg! More, more!” the dark haired teen moans. He couldn’t keep quiet if he tried; the pain, the aggressive pleasure, and the danger are almost too much for him. So he plays it up as much as he can, does his best porn star impression, and comes screaming as Shizuo pounds him relentlessly. Fuck, Shizu-chan’s got stamina.
Izaya collapses onto the desk, feeling sore and boneless. Shizuo is still behind him, thrusting away.
“Shizu-nii-chan, don’t you want to come on my face? Like in the movies?” he asks in his best slutty schoolgirl whine. Shizuo bucks and shoots his load in Izaya’s ass before he even finishes asking.
Shizuo collapses on top of him. Izaya really should be squirming his way out from under his enemy and running like hell right about now…but he’s too well-fucked, and Shizuo’s body is hard and warm. He shoves the blond to the side and sprawls out half beside, half on top of him.
“Oh well, maybe next time,” he offers.
Shizuo punches him in the face, but he doesn’t stop Izaya from braiding his hair while they are both too high off of endorphins to really think about what they are doing.
“Next time, I will,” Shizuo turns around and tells him suddenly. “It’ll really be punishment next time.”
Izaya can’t really take the threat seriously when Shizuo’s angry face is flushed red and his hair is half in braids and half slicked back with sweat. The promise, on the other hand…
…that’s completely serious. How awesome is that?
……………………..
[[yeah I fail at endings. And just a thought- Shizuo and Izaya aren’t really ‘buddies’….so would they technically be ‘fuck-enemies’? ]
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haha anon, I love you, here's my love.
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Author!Anon, you are amazing, I hope you know. This fill is probably the best of the kink meme!~ Love it to death >w<
(The braids were a nice touch lol XD)
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