A Vampire's Curse

Mark

Izaya focused on the padded footsteps as he opened an eye to see where they were going. It was Shizuo's house and the lights were off much to his surprise.

"Where's your brother?" He muttered, grimacing at the thought of the son of a bastard who decided to put a troublesome curse on him.

"Kasuka? Oh, it's his turn to prepare for the service tomorrow. We take turns every now and then. Although normally I have to do it since he is usually bombarded with questions and people. He's quite popular despite how shy he is." He continued to walk towards his home and opened the door once he got there. Izaya thought, 'huh, so he's not as irresponsible as I had imagined.' He then chuckled to himself. 'Shy? More so sly than he is shy.'

Going straight to his room, he almost threw Izaya on the bed, realizing at the last moment, that it propably wasn't best to do so. In the end, he looked stupid trying to place the demon on his bed.

Shizuo thought. 'How do you do this?' He had never even done such an act before let alone with a guy.  He sat across from the demon and seemingly waited for a move to act on.

Noticing the moment of awkward silence and seeing how the blond hesitated to even move, he wrapped his arms around the blond's neck, bringing him down to kiss him. His lips were close and his cravings grew, and as his cravings grew, so did his sense of smell and he noticed what the priest was.

"Oh~ so Shizu-chan's a virgin huh?" he teased. He could feel his face redden and wanted to shut him up, so, he pushed Izaya on to the bed and gave him a look that read 'what do you expect.'

"I'm a priest and I'm a pastor. I'm supposed to live up to the people's expectations. In other words, I was supposed to  wait till marriage,"  He explained, glaring at the demon as if this was his fault. The other's arms snaked around his neck to bring him even closer much like he did beforehand.

"So, you wanna get married before doing it?" A smirk tugged on his lips as he focused on his.  He brought him even closer and he whispered in his ear, "I really wouldn't mind it."

His words caught him off guard and had to back off for a moment. He stared at the vampire and wondered if he was really the same irritating Izaya that he had known. The aggravating and yet sublime demon which he continued to stare, and the longer he stared, the longer he noticed his position. His weak, exposed, panting little demon stared back, wondering if all he was going to do was stare. A hand reached for his chest, then trailed down to the unbuttoned area of his shirt.

He unbuttoned the rest,  ignoring the comment stated beforehand. Once he was finished, he kissed his stomach, leaving a trail of small kisses up to his neck, where he would graze his teeth to find a spot to mark him, to bite him. Once he found one, he hesitated, then bit.

Izaya wanted to laugh. "A man biting a vampire? Where's the irony in that?" He bit harder and he grimaced. It hurt but it was exciting. Painful but pleasurable. The blond licked his wound and then went to look at him. He stared at his dull caramel eyes and to his lips. They were a bright red and they looked ripe.

Shizuo leaned forward and wondered what they would feel like, and out of curiosity, what they would taste like.

It started off as a small and gentle kiss which then grew greedy and rough. Every time his tongue would graze his fangs, a small cut would form and so would the hint of sweet blood. This was something Izaya enjoyed and something he savored. A hand trailed up to his hair, tugging, pulling, then trailing yet again. The second went to his back and he stifled a groan. Why did he have to wear a shirt? He cut off the kiss.

"Take it off." He whispered and the other wondered what he was talking about. "Your shirt," he nearly whined, tugging on the button up he wore.

Finally realizing what he wanted, he sat upright and unbuttoned his shirt, one by one, a move the demon wouldn't have expected to find so... exciting.