Hana Orihara, 27 years old, Osaka's Fist. She hasn't seen heard of her brother in months, she's getting worried. She decides to visit Shinjuku to check on her brother to see he wasn't there. She went to Ikebukuro to ask for help to look for her brot...
Once Izaya and I leave his apartment, and go back to my apartment, I push the raven against the locked door then press my lips against his hungrily. He moans and wraps his arms around my neck, tangling his fingers in my hair. We then pull away from breath. I press my forehead against his, the both of us panting.
"You know, I haven't been able to get some time of you to myself~," I growl lowly, feeling proud when I see Izaya shudder.
"Ne~, Shizu-chan. . . .Where did you get this confidence, you brute?", Izaya asked, a blush dusting his cheeks.
"Ever since I met you," I say, smirking as I see the raven info broker blush darker.
I then carry him to my room, hearing a small yelp come from the short 23 year old. I drop him on the bed, taking off my shoes and tower over Izaya. He opened his mouth, about to protest, but I cut him off by pressing my lips against his, pushing my tongue inside his mouth. Izaya moans in the kiss, giving me access to control him and lead the kiss.
He wraps his arms around my neck again, tangling his finger in my hair as we kiss. I suck on his tongue and grounded my lower half on his, making the raven arch his back a bit. I knew I shouldn't do this with Izaya since I haven't gotten Orihara-san's approval yet, but he was driving me wild. Always have ever since we met.
I pull away from the kiss, leaving Izaya flushed and panting as I pull off his signature jacket and shirt, showing his pale and creamy skin. But I frowned when I saw his bare chest. Izaya didn't seem to know the red things on his body, staring at me with lust-filled eyes. But he then snapped out of his trance and saw me looking at him with a frown.
"Izaya. . . . . .You cut. . .?", I say.
"I-I. . . .," he was speechless.
"Izaya–"
"No! Please! Don't tell Shinra or Hana-nee! Please. . . .I don't want them worrying so much. I don't want you worrying so much," he says, trying to cover his self-inflicted scars, but I hold his wrists.
"Izaya Orihara! I am already worried! We need to tell them!", I yell.
Izaya flinches, but says, "No! Just. . . . .Don't tell them. Just make love to me. . ."
Unable to hold my desire to fuck the flea, I say, "Fine. . . .But I'll tell them first thing tomorrow morning,"
He moans, nodding as he pulls my face down to meet his lips. He grinds his hard-on against mine, making both of us groan. I don't hold back and pull Izaya's pants and boxers off. He removes my vest and unbutton's my shirt. I flip him on his stomach and devour his pink hole. He moans, arching his back, pushing his ass closer to my face. I push my tongue in and out, drawing out mewls from my little flea.
Once I found him ready, I unbuckle my pants and jerk off a bit to the sight of a very vulnerable-looking Izaya Orihara. I smirk, knowing no one will ever see him like this but me. I push my cock in him slowly, making Izaya hiss in pain and pleasure. I stop a while, my dick fully inside of Izaya's hot ass, waiting for the raven to adjust. Once he gives me the signal to move, I pull back my erection until the tip, then ram into Izaya, him screaming out loud for me to know I already hit his prostate.
I thrust to the small, slim raven. He moans and arches his back with each thrust. His body –and his cheeks as well– were flushed. His hole clenched around me, making me groan. Izaya loses the feeling of his arms, making his upper body fall on the sheets, his head against the pillows while his ass was up and exposed for my use.
Izaya's pov:
I feel myself wanting to cum, the familiar knot and burning sensation in my stomach. My mouth is open, giving out silent screams of pleasure. Shizu-chan's length was long and big. As expected for a monster. His touch burned my skin, giving the burning ecstasy feeling. I feel his arm curve under me, his rough hand gripping my cock, pumping it.
"Ah~! Ah~! Hah~! Oh~! Shizu-chan~!", I moan.
"Izaya. . . .," he says huskily, making me shudder.
"G-g-gonna– ah~! SHIZUO~!", I was cut off when I suddenly came in Shizu-chan's hand.
I arch my back into the protozoan's chest, emptying my cock until I fell limp under him. He thrusts into me a few times –making me let out whimpers– before cumming deep inside me. I felt his warm essence fill me up, making me moan.
Shizu-chan then pulls out of me and lays down beside me. We were too tired to wash, so we just cuddled on the bed, drenched in the smell of sex and sweat until we fell asleep. I knew Hana-nee was going to be pissed and get protective over me, scolding me that I shouldn't have just given my v-card to Shizu-chan, but I didn't care. I loved this monster and I was happy my first time was with his –though I was ashamed of how loud I was in bed.
No one will ever know what happens behind these walls, because it's only reserved for my beloved Shizu-chan's eyes to see.
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