PART 8
DURARARA!! KINK MEME PT.8
PART 8 IS NOW CLOSED.
part 1 | part 1 Overflow | part 2 | part 2 Overflow | part 3 | part 4 | part 4 Overflow | part 5 | part 6 | part 6 Overflow | part 7 | part 7 Overflow | part 8 | part 9 | part 10 | part 11 | part 11 Overflow | part 12
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PART 8 IS NOW CLOSED.
part 1 | part 1 Overflow | part 2 | part 2 Overflow | part 3 | part 4 | part 4 Overflow | part 5 | part 6 | part 6 Overflow | part 7 | part 7 Overflow | part 8 | part 9 | part 10 | part 11 | part 11 Overflow | part 12
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Shizuo scoffed as soon as he was able to and rubbed at his throat, though it was still somewhat restricted by his accessory.
“Now then…” the man said, straightening a bit so the other had to lift himself off the counter. He began to walk to the side, letting the fabric twist as it would around his lover’s throat until he stood to the side of him. He cocked his head to the side in thought.
“What?” the blond demanded impatiently, still dying to touch himself, eager to get the whole affair over with before the coat check girl came back. Not to mention he was at a very uncomfortable angle to the counter, and his back was beginning to ache.
“I was thinking I’d just fuck you that way-” he gestured to the spot he had been standing in a few seconds prior “-but I’m tired of bending over for you. You should be the one doing that for me.”
“Oh, shut the fuck up, I’ve had you screaming on all fours plenty of times,” the man grumbled.
“Mmm, yes, but tonight it’s my turn, Shizu-chan, and you know it.” He moved his hand behind the other’s neck and pushed him forward a little. “Up.” He gave a proper allowance for him to do so.
“Who was the one talking about things being un-sexy? Stop with the goddamn feng shui!”
The informant ignored him and stepped up onto the counter, shuffling so he could sit behind the irritated brute. He then gathered the tie and blade by his shoulder, ready to cut into both the fabric and Shizuo’s skin if he did not cooperate. His other hand looped around his body, hugging him close, and went under the parted fabric of his shirt and jacket to feel around his taut stomach. The debt collector suddenly grabbed the wrist of the roaming arm and pushed it down towards his crotch.
“Get to the point,” he hissed, with his head slightly turned towards his partner.
Izaya stayed frozen for a moment, and then fell into a bout of laughter. “Silly Shizu-chan, that comes later! Unless you want me to just fuck you now, right like this?” His fingers pressed down past the shaft and rubbed over his hole.
“Nn-” the other grunted quietly as the man tickled his nerves.
“Want more?” He pushed a little harder, threatening to go in.
“Don’t fucking ask, just do it-AH!” The blond gasped when his tie was pulled back suddenly. The other hand disappeared behind his back as the offender dug into his pocket.
A small bottle was pushed into his hand. “Do it yourself,” he breathed huskily into his ear. The band loosened.
“Are you serious?” Shizuo hissed back, a blush creeping over his face.
The informant pressed his cheek against the soft yellow hair. “I want you to touch yourself for me, in front of me. And then I’ll touch you.” He licked behind his ear wetly to emphasize his point.
The debt collector twisted away sharply. “Perverted flea,” he spat, though he was in the process of lifting his legs onto the short table. At least the bastard couldn’t directly see him. He thumbed open the cap to the bottle and squeezed some of the stuff onto his fingers, trying to ignore the obvious presence of his annoying boyfriend over his shoulder and the slight tug around his throat that didn’t seem like it would ever go away…
He took his time to rub the stuff over his fingers, and then between them, as if he were testing its properties. Izaya started to say something, but he cut him off. “Just shut up,” he muttered. His dry hand went behind and to the side of them both for steadying, the other tentatively towards his ass. He felt the other shift slightly so his hard prick was pressed against his back-probably dirtying his nice suit jacket. Better to get this over with.
He pushed the tip of his finger in without much pretense, left it for a second, feeling his cock twitch at the stretch of his muscle, and moved in deeper, as deep as he could go.
I feel like I should have more sentences in that paragraph but idk and I’m tired and then I’d go over the character limit sooo derp.
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Your characteristics of both characters are wonderfully written and I'm already in love with their relationship dynamic despite only having been fed a tiny bit of it. But so far, it's wonderful. This just overall feels so dark, intense and forbidden. SO SEXY ♥♥♥
Looking forward to next update, author-san!
//omg been trying for DAYS to post this comment sob
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Omg I know. Broken LJ makes me a sad panda.
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