「Anime x Reader One Shots」

His Fairy (Izaya Orihara x Reader) {LEMON}

Patience wasn't a virtue you had ever acquired over the years. The Christmas season certainly didn't help this part of you get any better. As you laid in bed, cuddled up next to Izaya under the several layers of blankets, the only thing on your mind was the look of surprise (and maybe even joy) that would cross his face when you finally gave him his Christmas present.

Nothing was able to distract you from these thoughts. Not the Christmas movie you were currently watching with him, the warm, delicious cup of hot chocolate you held in your hands, or even the soothing heat of Izaya's body that was pressed so close to you. As much as you loved all three of those things, they did nothing for you at that moment.

Slipping out from under the plethora of covers, you placed the cup on the nightstand and tiptoed over to the hiding spot where you had left his present. The temptation to see the look of surprise on his face was too great to ignore. You'd happily give into temptation if it meant pleasing Izaya.

"Where are you going, [name]-chan?" he asked from the bed, putting the movie on pause before either of you missed any more of it.

"I'm getting your Christmas present," you replied distractedly as you rummaged through the clothes thrown everywhere to hide the present you wanted to be hidden from him. Even as someone as cunning as Izaya wouldn't be able to find it.

"I didn't realize it was Christmas already," he commented in a teasing tone. He sat up on the bed, placing his arm between his head and the headboard.

You smiled when you held the small box in your hands. The red ribbon you tied around it was still neatly presented across it. Closing the closet door behind you, you hopped onto the bed again and laid on it, placing your head on his stomach. Looking up at him with eagerness written on your face, you handed him the small box.

"What's inside it?" he inquired, hesitantly taking the present from you. Placing his own cup of hot chocolate down, he slowly pulled the ribbon loose leaving only the cover of the box to be removed. You sat up, resting your back up against the headboard, staring intently at his expression.

He removed the cover to the box and although his usual expression never changed, his lips quirked up into a small smile. He picked up the custom-made silver switchblade from the box and examined it carefully. It was only when he noticed the engravings that read in small font "Izaya x [name] ♡" that his expression turned to one of pure happiness.

"Even someone as cunning as you needs a weapon," you told him, laying your head on his shoulder. "At least now you can remember me by it every time you use it."

"Watch out Shizu-chan; I have a heart engraved switchblade and I'm not afraid to use it," he teased with a chuckle.

You felt your stomach drop. The excitement that was visible on your features only seconds before disappeared. Was your idea stupid or too cheesy? Did you mess this Christmas up?

"You don't like it...?"

"No," he stated before placing a small kiss on your temple. "I love it."

That feeling of dread and fear was quickly replaced by relief. Tipping your head up, you kissed him softly on his lips. It was only meant to be a quick kiss, but Izaya had different ideas. His mouth enveloped yours in a deep and passionate kiss. While your fingers entangled themselves into his dark strands of hair, his hands moved up to your face where he cupped your cheeks. Between him in front of you and the headboard behind you, you were completely trapped. Not that you would ever want to escape this fiery kiss.

Pulling away from each other, the two of you greedily in took air. After inhaling a sufficient amount of air, you moved to kiss him again. Just as you wrapped your arms around his neck, he stopped you, a smirk tugging at the corners of his lips.

"Since you already gave me my present, do you want yours?" he asked.

"Yes."

His lips slammed into yours in an instant before you had a chance to process what he was doing. Caught off guard by another passionate kiss, you willingly allowed him to climb on top of you. Heat began to build up in your lower stomach when his hands pinned your down, his fingers entangling with yours. You were completely at his mercy and you loved it.

A gasp made its way out of your mouth after he bit down roughly on your bottom lip. Taking advantage of that opportunity, he slid his tongue past your lips and explored every inch of your mouth. You tried to put up a fight with your own tongue, but he quickly dominated you.

Pulling away from you once again, he breathed in deeply before whispering huskily, "My naughty, little fairy. I'm going to please you so much tonight."

You whimpered. He didn't even need to hear you speak to know you wanted him to do more. He could easily read your emotions from your eyes alone.

Removing his hands from yours, he grabbed the end of your shirt and pulled it up. You grabbed it from him and swiftly pulled it over your head before throwing it down on the floor beside the bed. His hands fondled your exposed breasts and his mouth found its way to your neck where he left a trail of kisses. With every squeeze and kiss, you moaned louder and louder.

His lips started working their way down your body until they reached your breasts. While he teased one of your nipples with his hand, his mouth connected with your other breast. He licked and nipped at the sensitive flesh, causing you to grip his hair tightly and moan loudly.

"I-Izaya, please," you stammered, nearly breathless from the pleasure.

"What's wrong?" he asked, a cocky smile present on his face when he stopped to look up at you. "Does my little fairy want me to stop?"

"N-No."

He smiled at you a little bit longer before returning to work on your body. His hand massaged your breast, stopping every so often to pull on your nipple. On the other breast, his mouth left several hickies across the skin. With every bite, you felt the intoxicating combination of pain and pleasure that you loved so much.

He continued to kiss down your body until he reached your pants. His fingers hooked around the hem of the fabric before sliding them off your body. You moved your hips upward and helped him remove the restricting fabric. Now, the only remaining coverage you had left was your panties.

Putting the hem between his teeth, he slowly slid the thin fabric down your body. You shivered at the sensation of the cold air hitting your sensitive areas. Izaya rubbed his finger up and down your clit causing you to throw your head back and moan his name.

"I-Izaya!"

"Look at this," he said with a smirk as he examined his finger. "You're already so wet. You're such a dirty, little fairy, aren't you?"

"Y-Yes I-I am!"

Satisfied with your response, he turned his attention back to your soaking wet womanhood. Spreading your folds with his fingers, he ran his tongue slowly up your clit. You couldn't help but arch your back and mewl softly from the immense pleasure.

He slid a finger inside you as he continued to play with your clit with his tongue. He started sucking on the sensitive muscle while he thrust his finger inside of you faster and faster. With each thrust, you moaned louder and gripped the bedsheets tighter and tighter.

Pulling away, he licked his lips as he looked up at your quivering form. You wanted more - no, you needed more. As usual, Izaya wouldn't disappoint.

"My beautiful, little pixie," he told you breathlessly. "I'll make you moan my name all night long."