I'm standing outside of the flea's room, my vodka in hand. Izaya is sitting inside. I can see him now, laughing and watching over his 'precious humans'.
Our friends don't know it, but Izaya and I are lovers.
I step in the room. He turns to me, seducing me with his dark eyes. I get closer.
(Shizu-chan...)
I love his sweet voice. I grab his hand lightly, pulling him into my arms. He loves when I
(Shizu-chan, what are you doing?)
Hold him. I smirk and whisper many things in his ear.
Our families don't know it, but Izaya and I are lovers.
I slide his shirt off. He's speaking again and
(Shizuo, stop.)
Telling me how he loves me. I push my lips to his. He tastes like tuna. He puts his hands on my chest, feeling my muscles.
(Shizuo! Go away!)
He loves how strong I am. He's the only one who does. I take his pants off. He tries to help
(Shizuo, I don't want this.)
But ends up just getting in the way. I love how eager he is to do this with me. I have him get on his knees, and unbutton my pants. I press my hard member to his face and stare at him expectantly. He opens
(Shi-Mmph!)
His mouth, taking me in. I rock my hips back and forth, enjoying the feeling. It doesn't take long for me to cum in his mouth. I want to always do this kind of thing with him. I know he wants to as well. I sit on the floor, above him and grab his member, which has gotten
(S-SHIZUO S-STOP!)
Very hard. I spit into my hand, and start preparing him. Tears of pleasure roll down his face. I kiss him
(Please... No more...)
And smell alcohol in the air.
Izaya doesn't know it, but he and I are lovers.
I can't wait anymore. I pull my fingers out of him and push my length into his tight entrance. He yells out in pleasure
(AUGH, SHIZUO STOP! THAT HURTS!)
That he loves this. The moment is ours and ours alone. The only sound that fills my ears are the soft moans of pleasure and Izaya's breathing. I love
(SHIZUO, STOP IT! IT HURTS! IT HURTS SO MUCH!)
The harsh breaths that he lets out whenever I slide into him and that almost velvety feeling when I thrust in him. The way I can almost sheath myself into him and be comfortable is amazing. I've always known that Izaya and I were meant to be in this situation.
The tightening in my gut is quickly released, and I smiled as he had his release too.
(Shizuo... *Hic*)
I looked closely at his face, noticing the tears staining it. He tells me that
(YOU MONSTER, HOW COULD YOU DO THIS? I HATE YOU. SHIZUO GET THE FUCK OFF ME AND NEVER LOOK AT ME AGAIN. I TRUSTED YOU AND I KNOW YOU LOVE ME, BUT I DON'T LOVE YOU. HOW COULD YOU DO SOMETHING LIKE THIS TO ME?)
He loves me. I smile.
I didn't know it, but Izaya and I weren't lovers
I lie there, holding him close. The rain started soon after we went to bed.
I knew that Izaya and I weren't lovers.
He shivers, unable to sleep. I hate myself.
I really am the monster Izaya calls me, aren't I?
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