Bound by Fate

A Very Good Morning...

Izaya opened his eyes slowly as he woke up the next morning. 'What time is it?' he thought absently as he tried to blink away the haze of sleep and rolled over with a yawn. He froze instantly when he was met with Shizuo's sleeping face. Izaya hadn't even registered the blonde's arm wrapped firmly around his waist that had tightened as he moved.

'Thank god. It wasn't a dream,' Izaya thought with a soft smile, his hand moving without thought to slide up Shizuo's bare chest before touching the side of his face gently. The brunette thought back to when they had slipped under the covers the night before, blushing slightly at the memory of Shizuo stopping him from going any further than kissing. "Not tonight, Izaya," the blonde had said. "I'm too tired to give you the attention you deserve and I kind of want to keep talking... if that's okay."

'I don't even remember falling asleep.' Izaya sighed happily as he scooted closer to Shizuo, his hand moving carefully from his face to run his fingers through the other man's hair. The blonde had asked about high school and growing up with twin sisters. He was honestly interested in learning as much as he could about Izaya. He had even said that he wanted to meet his sisters and was one hundred percent serious; genuinely wanting to be as close to Izaya as he could. The brunette's heart hammered in his chest at the thought. No one had ever cared this much.

"I really am falling for you, aren't I?" Izaya whispered as he continued studying Shizuo's serene face. The blonde's lips unexpectedly curled up into a small, satisfied smile and the brunette felt himself get pulled in as Shizuo rolled over to settle on top of him. Izaya's breath caught in his throat as he fell head first into the other man's smoldering mocha eyes. "How long have you been awake?" he asked as his fingers slipped through Shizuo's messy, sleep-tousled hair, smiling playfully up at the blonde.

"Long enough," Shizuo said, his voice rough and gravelly from sleep. Izaya shivered beneath him as he smirked down at the brunette, dark promises dancing in his eyes. "Good morning, Izaya." His deep voice dragged out each syllable of the brunette's name as he pulled another shiver out of the man beneath him.

"Good morning, Shizu-cha... aaah." Izaya was interrupted by his own surprised gasp when Shizuo pushed his morning arousal up against him. The brunette laughed lyrically at the lecherous look on the blonde's face before dropping a hand down between them to run his fingers along the waistband of Shizuo's boxers. "It is going to be a good morning, isn't it?"

Shizuo's expression softened before leaning down to kiss Izaya gently. "I got to wake up next to you, so it's already a good morning," the blonde whispered before catching the brunette's lips again, not giving him a chance to respond. Propping himself up on one elbow above Izaya, Shizuo's free arm snaked around the brunette's waist before his hand moved up to slip under Izaya's t-shirt.

Moaning against Shizuo's kiss, the brunette focused on the feeling of the other man's hand against his bare skin. Again the contrasting emotions bubbling up to the surface were intoxicating. The feeling incited a deep relaxation while igniting an almost uncontrollable fire in Izaya. Before he could stop himself, the brunette heard a lusty laugh sneak past their locked lips, causing Shizuo to pull away and look down into Izaya's eye curiously. "You make me... feel so much, I didn't know how to express myself," Izaya purred as he looked seductively up at the blonde from under his lashes. "I love it. Make me feel more, Shizuo."

Shizuo felt himself growl low as he pulled Izaya up enough to rip the shirt up over his head. "Yeah? What am I making you feel right now?" he asked gruffly, leaning his head down to attack Izaya's neck with his lips. "Tell me." He paused to push himself up against the brunette. "What. Do. You. Feel."

"Sh-Shizuo," Izaya moaned as his hands roamed the expanse of the blonde's broad back. He arched up against Shizuo's chest and sighed happily at the skin contact. "I feel like... I'm on fire. Your touch is electric. Addicting. I can't get enough," Izaya admitted as he felt Shizuo's fingers ghost along his side. He whimpered softly when the blonde's thumb teasingly passed over a nipple on his hand's way up to slide his fingers behind Izaya's neck to pull his head up off the bed slightly, his chocolaty eyes searching the brunette's russet gaze. "I'm on fire but... I'm safe. I feel excited but at peace. I'm confused... but I've never been more sure of anything in my life."