The flea on the bitch
Who: thetrollprince & suckmylipstick
Setting: Izaya's home, very late at night. He be slaving over work.
Warning: Hot man sex. Or something.
( Who knew Orihara wore glasses )
Setting: Izaya's home, very late at night. He be slaving over work.
Warning: Hot man sex. Or something.
( Who knew Orihara wore glasses )
He's really not used to this and isn't sure how to reply. Typically, he worked well through a night. His sleep schedule was strange but he never seems to be affected by it. He puts a hand briefly on Hajime's arm before he lets it drop. It was a brief image of affection but.]
I have work to do, Haji-chan~.
[He doesn't sound particularly tired. He spins around in his chair after saving his work and looks up at Hajime. He rubs a hand up under his glasses before he drops it back into his lap.]
Did someone get looonely without me? Tch, I knew it, you're in love~! [He laughs, sinking low into his chair and stretches his legs out so one purposefully kicks against Hajime's calve. He rests his head into one of his hands and sighs.]Haji-chan. You don't ( ... )
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Not to mention he loves his reactions. As per usual.]
Nya~, a little....
[He bites his lower lip and tries desperately to hide the smirk that's trying to break surface. Trying not to laugh again- especially when Hajime twists in a second. Ahh...He chokes out a gurgled laugh and bows his head down towards his desk. The stretch burns but he's just-...
He sucks wantonly on the fingers, his mouth drooling messily around them and down the side of his mouth. It can't be helped. The force of three fingers inside of him is working him up. His body is hot and it hurts so much but it also...feels great. The vigor in which Hajime handles with him turns Izaya on more than any blowjob or handjob ever could. His legs tremble because three fingers is quite a lot.] ( ... )
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Keep going. I thought I told you to speak.
[His fingers dangle and twitch in Izaya's mouth. Hajime has to admit that he really like Izaya's mouth, especially when he licks in such wet and sloppy motions. Some of the drool drips down the side of his middle finger and it sends a shiver up Hajime's spine. Regaining control of himself, he grabs Izaya's tongue between his fingers and tugs on it. He soon releases it and runs his tips up and down the prickled tastebuds. While Izaya speaks, he rims his lips teasingly. His free ( ... )
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He huffs around Hajime's fingers and his cheeks are burning from the intensity of the sex. His hips grind painfully into the desk but it only spikes his interest further. Heh. He wonders if Hajime thinks he's in control.]
Why should I?
[His voice is cheerful but he reaches a hand down and wraps it around his erection. He pushes his fingers further into his mouth and suddenly bites down hard onto Hajime's middle finger. Not teasing or playing but seriously biting down. Take that!]
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Let go.
[As much as this spoils his mood, he makes sure to push Izaya with every inward heave so hard that Izaya's cradled hands and bones grind into the desk. This would almost be better if Izaya was facing him if only to see how the glasses reflect the light and his eyes and honestly, what was he thinking? But merely fantasizing about it makes him thrust quicker, deeper ( ... )
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Ooooh...
[And yet he can't help but get swallowed up in the pleasure of Hajime's body pounding into his own. He grunts with each thrust and his desk quivers every time he's thrust into. There's no doubt in his mind that there will be bruises but he simply cannot bring himself to care. If anything, he'll think of them fondly later ( ... )
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I'm always good. Say it.
[Hajime lifts Izaya's neck to his mouth and doesn't hesitate to bite the tender skin. He sucks it firmly until it leaves a dark red spot. Hajime kisses it wetly, almost sweetly but not quite, before ravishing the bruise in long sweeps with his tongue. He rakes up to the ear and licks along the cove in quick but pressing strides, curving his tongue up and down and breathing hot on the edge. His lips move against Izaya's ear and he barely has to breathe to make his words known. He speaks slowly, more breathless than he would like to show.]
Hajime Tounomine...
[He barrels inside Izaya, nailing his penis as far as it can go and then some, just to emphasize his name.]
...you are...
[He rotates his hips and grinds even as he pulls out.]
...the best...
[The desk rattles as he carves into Izaya.]...I've ever had ( ... )
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Y-You're being...very...pathetic...and cocky.
[He practically goes blind when Hajime nails into him like that and for a moment all he can see are stars. Jesus.]
Hn...ne...Haji-...nn..
[He grunts, whines, wilts under Hajime and he really just..just can't..]
Nnnngh!
[When his prostate is rammed into so constantly- he can't even comprehend logical, coherent thought. While apart of Izaya hates that, he also can't deny that it is the hottest thing ever ( ... )
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