Durarara Lemons

Turned Tables! 1st Session

It always ended up this way.

Kida swung his legs over on the bed side and rubbed his shoulders. His whole entire body was aching in pain. Last night seemed to drag on forever. He looked over his shoulder at the sleeping figure, snoring away and looking as if he didn't have a care in the world. Kida scoffed and continued to massage his muscles. He would of thought his body would get used to this by now, since this happened on a regular basis.

Kida winced as he tried to raise himself up off of the bed. 'Dammit', he whispered while straigtening up his back. He tried to not make a sound, in hopes of not waking up the raven haired informant and also fall over. He wobbled over to the bathroom and washed his face. His head snapped back to the direction of the bed as he heard some shuffling noises. His eyes widened as he saw Izaya sit up and stretched. Kida immediately closed the door and lokced it in a panic.

Izaya looked up at the now closed bathroom door and scratched his head and yawned. 'Masaomi-kun is awake already?' he thought while fidgeting with the bed sheets to release his legs from their grasp. He walked over the bathroom door and placed his ear against it, listening for anything. Silence. Izaya smiled, now fully realizing what Kida was doing. He moved his head away from the door and knocked on it gently while putting his other hand on the doorknob.

"Masaomi-kun~? Why did you lock the door? Lemme in~"

"Occupado Izaya-kun. You can wait a bit."

Izaya pouted at that answer. He rested his forehead against the door and wiggled the doorknob a bit.

"Oh c'mon, Masaomi-kun~ I've seen what you got, just lemme in~!"

Kida blushed and glared at the informant through the door while zipping up his pants. 'God, he can be such a...' Kida sighed and unlocked the door, opening it slowly. He groaned when he saw a beaming Izaya on the other side of the door.

"Look, Izaya.. I'm really sore right now, we can play lat-"

He was soon cut off as Izaya crashed his mouth against his and slammed his back into the bathroom door. Kida gasped in surprise and tried to push back Izaya in futile effort. It always ended up this way. No matter how much he pleaded, or begged it always-

Izaya broke the kiss, leaving a string a salvia connecting them. Kida looked up at the grinning informant confused, his own face reddening with embarrassment.

"Wh-What?"

"I just wanted to give you a good morning kiss."

Kida's face reddened even more and averted his gaze to the ground. He had forgotten that sometimes, even Izaya could be sweet. They have been dating for a couple of weeks now, so it was to be expected right? It was just kind of weird that the Izaya could possibly be the greatest boyfriend out there. Kida couldn't lie that he was treated fairly and was taken care of by the informant. It seemed Izaya would always care for his well being, except when it came to the bed of course. When the informant needed affection, he was going to get it, one way or another. It wasn't like Kida complained about that either. He had gotten used to having sex with Izaya, and he could even say he was addicted to the man's touch. But he could admit he can get a little ticked off sometimes when he could never have the chance to instigate things. It was always the ravenette to have the upper hand in those situations; and it didn't help but Izaya was so bloody smart, and always knew how to get Kida going.

Kida sighed and pecked Izaya on the lips and looked down at his feet.

"Good morning..."

Izaya smiled and held Kida in a warm embrace. Kida responded by resting his forehead on Izaya's exposed torso, and wrapped his arms tightly around his waist. God, how was he always so warm and comfortable all the time. Kida could feel him melting into the hug; it just felt so nice, even when just hugged like this. Izaya reassuringly rubbed Kida's back in a up and down motion.