IZAYA IS TURNING JAPANESE 19/?
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May 6 2010, 22:41:49 UTC
Shizuo was exhausted by the time they arrived at their next and, hopefully, final ride. The Ferris wheel. Shizuo had also discovered his newfound fear of heights.
“We're really high up!” Izaya exclaimed excitedly while looking out of one of the windows of the Ferris wheel cart.
Shizuo mentally groaned, “Don't say that, please...”
Izaya grinned and slinked onto Shizuo's lap, “Aww, is Shizu-chan scared of heights~?” He cooed in a mocking tone.
“Fuck off!” Shizuo grimaced.
“Its really not that bad...” Izaya's hot breath skimmed his ear, his fingertips slid down Shizuo's clothed chest, past his stomach, and... “Once you get use to it.”
“What the fuck are you doing!?”
“Seducing you.” Izaya's grin broadened. His fingers cupped the blonde's clothed crotch. He squeezed. “And I'd say its working.” Shizuo's breath caught in his throat.
Shizuo struggled to control himself. Izaya's exaggerated breathy moans were definitely not helping. He heard the sound of his zipper. “Wh...” Fuck. The pads of Izaya's fingers lightly grazed the skin of his hardening flesh, “...why are you doing this when my...” Izaya's fingers lasciviously curled around his cock, he twitched in his hot hand. Shizuo's breath hitched, “...when my parents aren't here?”
“Mentioning your parents at a time like this? What a mood killer, Shizu-chan.” Izaya's smirk was evident in his voice.
“Answer the fucking question! I thought you wanted to fuck my life-...” Shizuo was promptly cut off by Izaya's lips and tongue invading his mouth. Shizuo put up little resistance. Izaya was strangely aggressive. He also tasted somewhat sweet. Possibly because of the cotton candy he had recently consumed. Izaya began stroking his cock simultaneously, he felt the blonde's body jerk into his touch.
Izaya chuckled against his lips, “Oh my, if I didn't know any better, Shizu-chan,” He purred his name, “I'd say you were playing hard to get.” Izaya accentuated his comment with a sharp tug to Shizuo's cock. Izaya swallowed the blonde's moan. His lips swiftly capturing the other man's parted ones just in time.
Shizuo's mind was hazy. His brow formed a small crease as a result of his confusion of the situation. Sure, he had taken advantage of Izaya a few times to show him who's boss, or that's what it had meant at first, but this was nearing a different territory he'd rather not explore. He was actually letting Izaya have his way with him. No good could ever come of that. Shizuo quickly broke free of the kiss and pushed him off, gently. Izaya's back hit the adjacent window, he fell onto the seat. Well, that was gentle for Shizuo.
Izaya only smirked, “Then I suppose you want a peepshow, huh?” He spread his legs in a tantalizingly slow manner. Izaya's black skirt hiked up. Oh fuck, Shizuo mentally groaned. Izaya's white lace stockings were connected to a garter. He somehow knew all of his fetishes, “I'd hate to disappoint.” Izaya's eyes met Shizuo's as he licked from the base of his palm to the tip of his fingers. Shizuo's gaze drifted downwards when Izaya slid his hand into his lacy panties.
“We're really high up!” Izaya exclaimed excitedly while looking out of one of the windows of the Ferris wheel cart.
Shizuo mentally groaned, “Don't say that, please...”
Izaya grinned and slinked onto Shizuo's lap, “Aww, is Shizu-chan scared of heights~?” He cooed in a mocking tone.
“Fuck off!” Shizuo grimaced.
“Its really not that bad...” Izaya's hot breath skimmed his ear, his fingertips slid down Shizuo's clothed chest, past his stomach, and... “Once you get use to it.”
“What the fuck are you doing!?”
“Seducing you.” Izaya's grin broadened. His fingers cupped the blonde's clothed crotch. He squeezed. “And I'd say its working.” Shizuo's breath caught in his throat.
Shizuo struggled to control himself. Izaya's exaggerated breathy moans were definitely not helping. He heard the sound of his zipper. “Wh...” Fuck. The pads of Izaya's fingers lightly grazed the skin of his hardening flesh, “...why are you doing this when my...” Izaya's fingers lasciviously curled around his cock, he twitched in his hot hand. Shizuo's breath hitched, “...when my parents aren't here?”
“Mentioning your parents at a time like this? What a mood killer, Shizu-chan.” Izaya's smirk was evident in his voice.
“Answer the fucking question! I thought you wanted to fuck my life-...” Shizuo was promptly cut off by Izaya's lips and tongue invading his mouth. Shizuo put up little resistance. Izaya was strangely aggressive. He also tasted somewhat sweet. Possibly because of the cotton candy he had recently consumed. Izaya began stroking his cock simultaneously, he felt the blonde's body jerk into his touch.
Izaya chuckled against his lips, “Oh my, if I didn't know any better, Shizu-chan,” He purred his name, “I'd say you were playing hard to get.” Izaya accentuated his comment with a sharp tug to Shizuo's cock. Izaya swallowed the blonde's moan. His lips swiftly capturing the other man's parted ones just in time.
Shizuo's mind was hazy. His brow formed a small crease as a result of his confusion of the situation. Sure, he had taken advantage of Izaya a few times to show him who's boss, or that's what it had meant at first, but this was nearing a different territory he'd rather not explore. He was actually letting Izaya have his way with him. No good could ever come of that. Shizuo quickly broke free of the kiss and pushed him off, gently. Izaya's back hit the adjacent window, he fell onto the seat. Well, that was gentle for Shizuo.
Izaya only smirked, “Then I suppose you want a peepshow, huh?” He spread his legs in a tantalizingly slow manner. Izaya's black skirt hiked up. Oh fuck, Shizuo mentally groaned. Izaya's white lace stockings were connected to a garter. He somehow knew all of his fetishes, “I'd hate to disappoint.” Izaya's eyes met Shizuo's as he licked from the base of his palm to the tip of his fingers. Shizuo's gaze drifted downwards when Izaya slid his hand into his lacy panties.
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