65 Good Decisions [4/?]
anonymous
April 17 2011, 05:51:23 UTC
I took a deep breath. “Well, lie down then.”
I could feel him smile against my back, could feel it through his fingertips, which danced back up to my shoulders before he fell away from me and flopped back down on the bed. I set the box next to him and took one of the things from it and slipped the loop over a bedpost. The chains were pretty long; he couldn’t really move his arms down, but they weren’t completely stretched tight either. They weren’t like police handcuffs either, which I admit I am familiar with, ironically, thanks to Izaya. There were no blunt edges to cut against his wrists; the leather was soft and pliable. There was a strap on the overlapping part that slid into a silver buckle with two prongs. Very secure.
When I was done, he tugged experimentally on his bonds. The wood creaked a little when he put in some genuine effort, but otherwise, he appeared to be stuck.
He was looking up at his right hand, flexing his fingers, and smiled, satisfied. Then he turned to me. “Well, Shizu-chan? We’re almost dry from the shower now. I’m getting hot again.”
“Just a second,” I said, opening the drawer in the bedstand. I didn’t want to have to go rummaging through it when we were…preoccupied. I grabbed the lube and pulled a couple of condoms out of the box. As I was about to close the drawer, something else caught my eye: a plastic bag with a folded up piece of paper and some kind of bracelet in it. I set the other things on the dresser next to the bowl of sweating ice and took the bag out. “What is this?” I asked. It was too small to be a bracelet.
Falseness had crept into Izaya’s smile. That usually meant he was hiding something. “Nothing you need to concern yourself with.”
I dug into the bag for the paper and unfolded it. I raised my eyebrows as I read the big bold words at the top. “A cock ring?”
“It was free,” he said dismissively. “I didn’t even know they were going to send it.”
I pulled the little band out of the bag as well and examined it. It had a few little snaps on it. Adjustable, I suppose. I could tell he wanted me to forget about it, but as he had said, he was under my power now. “Wanna try it?” I grinned, knowing what the answer would be.
“Not really, no.”
“Come on, Izaya, it’s better if it lasts longer.”
“Shizu-chan, it’s hot… Stop messing around and get to it already.”
He hadn’t exactly defined ‘it,’ had he? And ‘not really’ did leave some wiggle room. I undid the snap and looked back at the instructions.
“Don’t you dare…”
Okay, I’ll admit that was a direct denial. It still wasn’t stopping me. I straddled one of his legs and pinned the other with my forearm, leaning over him as he struggled to avoid my hands. He was barely able to twist a couple of degrees. It was easy to slip the thing around him and snap it closed. When it was done, I knelt over him again and kissed him on the forehead, feeling his claret eyes attempting to drill holes through my throat.
“There will be consequences for your actions, Shizu-chan,” he said icily.
“Looking forward to it,” I said. “Now I believe you mentioned something about being hot?” It was true that we were now caught in a brief period of limbo between shower-wet and sweat-wet. But then, there was that intermediate wet too.
I picked up one of the ice cubes and let it slowly numb my fingers.
“Are you going to cooperate?” I asked.
He sighed. “For now…” he conceded. Then, with a smile, “Have your way with me, master~”
Well, he couldn’t very well hold a grudge if he was too aroused. And in any case, he seemed willing to act, and that was fine with me. I slipped the bit of ice into my mouth and held it between my teeth and my cheek so I could kiss him. I pressed the tip of my cold tongue between his slightly parted lips, and he opened his mouth readily. I let the ice slide from me to him, giving him the little bit of cold that was left after it had been melting inside my hot mouth. It melted almost instantly, and he tilted his head back and let the coolness smooth over his throat.
“Bartender, give me another,” he sang annoyingly.
This part strikes me as a bit of derp. LET THERE BE PORN.
A!A derp derp
anonymous
April 18 2011, 01:41:48 UTC
AUGHHHH I WANT TO WRITE MORE FUCK OFF SCHOOL
; u; I'm being very perverted with this story...
lskdjfsldjf I did I just don't really know the rules for replying to comments because most people don't seem to do it much and I ALWAYS WANT TO REPLY TO EVERYTHING BUT BUT.....idek -sob-
65 Good Decisions [5/?]
anonymous
April 23 2011, 22:38:44 UTC
“Take it slow,” I said softly, plucking another fragment from the bowl. This time I didn’t put it directly in either of our mouths. I held it between my fingers and traced his plush bottom lip with it, outlining the dip a couple times so a little droplet pooled there. He licked it up with the point of his tongue and beckoned to me with his eyes.
I pressed the crescent shape gently against his lips until he accepted it. When I crossed the few centimeters to kiss him again, the breath he breathed into me was pleasantly cold. My tongue slid into his mouth and he offered me the ice, which had already melted to about half of its original size. I held it on a spot on my tongue until it got too cold and gave it back to him.
He shifted a little as we made our exchanges, crooking one of his knees and moving his other leg closer to mine. The chains clinked lightly, like the ice hitting against our teeth before it melted. I grinned against his mouth. I knew whenever he started to get fidgety, it meant he was turned on.
This time, without breaking away from his slightly chilled lips, I took another cube. He stopped after a few seconds and looked at me expectantly, wanting more of the cool sensation in his mouth. I held it between us and he opened his mouth for it, but I slipped it into mine with a smile. He glared until I brought my lips back to his and slipped it part-way into his mouth, catching it around the middle with my teeth. He tried to take it from me with his teeth, but I held on, careful not to crack it. Eventually he gave up and sucked on the little tip; his lips curling around it were light and sleek against mine. When it was just a nub, I let him have the rest.
Two more pieces chilled my hand. I allowed him to have one, but instead of sharing it with him, I took the other and moved away from his mouth, trailing my hands over his sides; they were tight, what with him holding his hands above his head. Tight and sensitive. He hummed a little, unable to say anything around the ice, and I took it as encouragement.
I started at his chest, though not quite where my initial fantasy had had me. Maybe halfway between his collarbone and the top of his ribcage, I pressed my lips to his skin before opening them and letting the ice touch him.
“Mm!” He shivered a little, but in a good way. He hooked his leg around the part of mine that was flat on the bed encouragingly. I kept the ice trapped between my parted lips as I traced a cold, wet line up his chest, through that dip in his collarbone, over his hot neck, and under his ear. Between my breath and his skin, it melted quickly; it was barely a sliver when I reached the very edge of his jaw. I licked the ending spot a little; I was tempted to give him a mark, but I could do that any time, so I left it and got another bit of ice.
Izaya’s had apparently melted. He looked like he wanted to say something, but apparently couldn’t think of anything snarky enough, because he kept his mouth shut. I took the same route with this cube as I had with the previous, but I went up the other side of his neck. He breathed a pleasured sigh and turned his head as I slowly approached his ear so I could run the piece over that spot more thoroughly. I could smell his shampoo strongly through his damp hair. I couldn’t tell what it was-probably one of those brands with ridiculous names like ‘Shiny Star’ or something that didn’t actually have a scent-but I liked it. I nibbled his earlobe for a little bit as an excuse to fill my lungs with his essence.
Throughout all of this, he kept wiggling like he couldn’t find a perfectly comfortable position. Which was possibly true; he liked to be able to writhe around and guide me to him. I thought the handcuffs might have been kind of a stupid idea on his part, but he had wanted them, and he wouldn’t be convinced unless we used them at least once.
Either way, it would be nice to take it slow for once. I wanted to test more sensitive parts of his body. So I got yet another piece of ice, started from that same spot again, but this time went down, letting it catch in his navel. He shivered more violently and instinctively jerked his arms towards it, but the chains resisted easily. “Ahh…Shizu-chan… It’s cold there!”
Re: 65 Good Decisions [5/?]
anonymous
April 24 2011, 00:34:58 UTC
This is so hot hot hot~ -fans herself- You're doing an amazing job A!A !! <3 Am I the only one to think I'd be really hot if Shizuo pushed some icecubes inside Izaya? D:
OP is melting
anonymous
April 27 2011, 02:58:33 UTC
You make OP so happy all the time ♥ You are the best! Life is so crazy right now so I am happy I am finally able to read this again.
This part was damn, damn hot! I seriously LOVE Izaya being handcuffed (didn't mention that in my last comment) since he is under Shizuo's mercy then~ ♥ Oh oh I simply LOVE how playful Shizuo is and how he takes his time. Your description of the ice touching Izaya's lips/mouth and sliding against his skin makes me shiver in a good way too hrrr... It's very sensual. And I love small details like the scent of his hair.
Re: OP is melting--AA
anonymous
April 27 2011, 03:44:59 UTC
Awww thank you so much <3 I'm having a hard time with life too though unfortunately....But maybe writing this will make me feel better? Here's to hoping.
I'm so happy you didn't desert me ; u; sorry if that was random/weird I have abandonment issues...
-hug!-
captcha: efpecially mslassi
Are you trying to be cute or something captcha? :I
I could feel him smile against my back, could feel it through his fingertips, which danced back up to my shoulders before he fell away from me and flopped back down on the bed. I set the box next to him and took one of the things from it and slipped the loop over a bedpost. The chains were pretty long; he couldn’t really move his arms down, but they weren’t completely stretched tight either. They weren’t like police handcuffs either, which I admit I am familiar with, ironically, thanks to Izaya. There were no blunt edges to cut against his wrists; the leather was soft and pliable. There was a strap on the overlapping part that slid into a silver buckle with two prongs. Very secure.
When I was done, he tugged experimentally on his bonds. The wood creaked a little when he put in some genuine effort, but otherwise, he appeared to be stuck.
He was looking up at his right hand, flexing his fingers, and smiled, satisfied. Then he turned to me. “Well, Shizu-chan? We’re almost dry from the shower now. I’m getting hot again.”
“Just a second,” I said, opening the drawer in the bedstand. I didn’t want to have to go rummaging through it when we were…preoccupied. I grabbed the lube and pulled a couple of condoms out of the box. As I was about to close the drawer, something else caught my eye: a plastic bag with a folded up piece of paper and some kind of bracelet in it. I set the other things on the dresser next to the bowl of sweating ice and took the bag out. “What is this?” I asked. It was too small to be a bracelet.
Falseness had crept into Izaya’s smile. That usually meant he was hiding something. “Nothing you need to concern yourself with.”
I dug into the bag for the paper and unfolded it. I raised my eyebrows as I read the big bold words at the top. “A cock ring?”
“It was free,” he said dismissively. “I didn’t even know they were going to send it.”
I pulled the little band out of the bag as well and examined it. It had a few little snaps on it. Adjustable, I suppose. I could tell he wanted me to forget about it, but as he had said, he was under my power now. “Wanna try it?” I grinned, knowing what the answer would be.
“Not really, no.”
“Come on, Izaya, it’s better if it lasts longer.”
“Shizu-chan, it’s hot… Stop messing around and get to it already.”
He hadn’t exactly defined ‘it,’ had he? And ‘not really’ did leave some wiggle room. I undid the snap and looked back at the instructions.
“Don’t you dare…”
Okay, I’ll admit that was a direct denial. It still wasn’t stopping me. I straddled one of his legs and pinned the other with my forearm, leaning over him as he struggled to avoid my hands. He was barely able to twist a couple of degrees. It was easy to slip the thing around him and snap it closed. When it was done, I knelt over him again and kissed him on the forehead, feeling his claret eyes attempting to drill holes through my throat.
“There will be consequences for your actions, Shizu-chan,” he said icily.
“Looking forward to it,” I said. “Now I believe you mentioned something about being hot?” It was true that we were now caught in a brief period of limbo between shower-wet and sweat-wet. But then, there was that intermediate wet too.
I picked up one of the ice cubes and let it slowly numb my fingers.
“Are you going to cooperate?” I asked.
He sighed. “For now…” he conceded. Then, with a smile, “Have your way with me, master~”
Well, he couldn’t very well hold a grudge if he was too aroused. And in any case, he seemed willing to act, and that was fine with me. I slipped the bit of ice into my mouth and held it between my teeth and my cheek so I could kiss him. I pressed the tip of my cold tongue between his slightly parted lips, and he opened his mouth readily. I let the ice slide from me to him, giving him the little bit of cold that was left after it had been melting inside my hot mouth. It melted almost instantly, and he tilted his head back and let the coolness smooth over his throat.
“Bartender, give me another,” he sang annoyingly.
This part strikes me as a bit of derp. LET THERE BE PORN.
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YOU SHOULDVE JUST THROWN IT AWAY
though we are all glad you didnt <333
Love this fill!
Cant wait for more!
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Shizuo is such a NICE tease, hrrhrr. ♥
And the way Izaya is trying to seduce him... haha.
Can't wait for more ♥
I hope you read my last comment?
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; u; I'm being very perverted with this story...
lskdjfsldjf I did I just don't really know the rules for replying to comments because most people don't seem to do it much and I ALWAYS WANT TO REPLY TO EVERYTHING BUT BUT.....idek -sob-
Ilu OP
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That's awesome! The more perverted the better haha! XD
Me too! I actually try to at least but sometimes I'm too busy to do it on the same day so it CAN take sometime.
Aw I love u too A!A (MUCH!!!!) ♥
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I pressed the crescent shape gently against his lips until he accepted it. When I crossed the few centimeters to kiss him again, the breath he breathed into me was pleasantly cold. My tongue slid into his mouth and he offered me the ice, which had already melted to about half of its original size. I held it on a spot on my tongue until it got too cold and gave it back to him.
He shifted a little as we made our exchanges, crooking one of his knees and moving his other leg closer to mine. The chains clinked lightly, like the ice hitting against our teeth before it melted. I grinned against his mouth. I knew whenever he started to get fidgety, it meant he was turned on.
This time, without breaking away from his slightly chilled lips, I took another cube. He stopped after a few seconds and looked at me expectantly, wanting more of the cool sensation in his mouth. I held it between us and he opened his mouth for it, but I slipped it into mine with a smile. He glared until I brought my lips back to his and slipped it part-way into his mouth, catching it around the middle with my teeth. He tried to take it from me with his teeth, but I held on, careful not to crack it. Eventually he gave up and sucked on the little tip; his lips curling around it were light and sleek against mine. When it was just a nub, I let him have the rest.
Two more pieces chilled my hand. I allowed him to have one, but instead of sharing it with him, I took the other and moved away from his mouth, trailing my hands over his sides; they were tight, what with him holding his hands above his head. Tight and sensitive. He hummed a little, unable to say anything around the ice, and I took it as encouragement.
I started at his chest, though not quite where my initial fantasy had had me. Maybe halfway between his collarbone and the top of his ribcage, I pressed my lips to his skin before opening them and letting the ice touch him.
“Mm!” He shivered a little, but in a good way. He hooked his leg around the part of mine that was flat on the bed encouragingly. I kept the ice trapped between my parted lips as I traced a cold, wet line up his chest, through that dip in his collarbone, over his hot neck, and under his ear. Between my breath and his skin, it melted quickly; it was barely a sliver when I reached the very edge of his jaw. I licked the ending spot a little; I was tempted to give him a mark, but I could do that any time, so I left it and got another bit of ice.
Izaya’s had apparently melted. He looked like he wanted to say something, but apparently couldn’t think of anything snarky enough, because he kept his mouth shut. I took the same route with this cube as I had with the previous, but I went up the other side of his neck. He breathed a pleasured sigh and turned his head as I slowly approached his ear so I could run the piece over that spot more thoroughly. I could smell his shampoo strongly through his damp hair. I couldn’t tell what it was-probably one of those brands with ridiculous names like ‘Shiny Star’ or something that didn’t actually have a scent-but I liked it. I nibbled his earlobe for a little bit as an excuse to fill my lungs with his essence.
Throughout all of this, he kept wiggling like he couldn’t find a perfectly comfortable position. Which was possibly true; he liked to be able to writhe around and guide me to him. I thought the handcuffs might have been kind of a stupid idea on his part, but he had wanted them, and he wouldn’t be convinced unless we used them at least once.
Either way, it would be nice to take it slow for once. I wanted to test more sensitive parts of his body. So I got yet another piece of ice, started from that same spot again, but this time went down, letting it catch in his navel. He shivered more violently and instinctively jerked his arms towards it, but the chains resisted easily. “Ahh…Shizu-chan… It’s cold there!”
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Am I the only one to think I'd be really hot if Shizuo pushed some icecubes inside Izaya? D:
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In good time, Anon. In good time.
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A!A I love you. ♥
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This part was damn, damn hot! I seriously LOVE Izaya being handcuffed (didn't mention that in my last comment) since he is under Shizuo's mercy then~ ♥ Oh oh I simply LOVE how playful Shizuo is and how he takes his time. Your description of the ice touching Izaya's lips/mouth and sliding against his skin makes me shiver in a good way too hrrr... It's very sensual. And I love small details like the scent of his hair.
Can't wait for more of this. Makes me purr ♥
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I'm so happy you didn't desert me ; u; sorry if that was random/weird I have abandonment issues...
-hug!-
captcha: efpecially mslassi
Are you trying to be cute or something captcha? :I
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Thank youuuu and everyone else! :D
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