Shizuo snorted and rolled their sweaty bodies over. Instinctively, Izaya wrapped his legs around the taller man's waist and dug his heels in to his back in order to pull him closer.

"I figured you would've been to exhausted, what with your frantic puppy thrusts."

Izaya chuckled and teasingly rolled his hips. Shizuo groaned and forcefully pushed Izaya's head back against the headboard, causing the informant to see stars.

"Patience, Izaya-kun," he growled lowly. He earned a moan as the informant's vision cleared. He leaned in and placed a sloppy kiss on the soft pink lips that were parted invitingly as his hands pulled apart at Izaya's ass. The tip of his slick, swollen erection poked not-so-gently at the inviting, moist cavern that was Izaya, and the memory of how the exact action felt turned him on even more. The mutual understanding of what the other was feeling made the sex even better, and it had yet to even start! Shizuo knew Izaya felt the same by simply looking at the pleasured face.

"Mmm, Shizu-chan, don't tease," Izaya moaned as a thumb tweaked his hardened left nipple. He writhed under the larger form until the engorged, pink tip pushed past the ring of muscle, entering Izaya roughly. Shizuo grunted and pinched the nipple harshly, nearly drawing blood. Izaya yelped from the painful pleasure and encouragingly rolled his hips to establish a rhythm. Shizuo eagerly replied.

Their lips clashed together once again with bruising force. Teeth clicked and tongues wrestled. Izaya slid up and down at the bed with each powerful thrust.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Izaya managed through his desperate gasps for air. Drool from both himself and Shizuo dripped from the sides of his mouth. Pre-cum glistened from his length and sweat glazed his whole body. His black hair was plastered against his face. Some fanned out against the moist sheets. His blush only added to the kinky portrait that painted itself for the debt collector.

"I want to eat you so bad, Izaya-kuuunnn," Shizuo growled menacingly. Izaya moaned in response and put his hand between their bodies in order to jack himself off. Shizuo's hand halted his movements, resulting in a confused groan.

"I'm not finished with you yet. Don't you dare cum."

Izaya let out a frustrated whine as the base of his pulsating cock was clamped with a rough hand. He squirmed, but was pushed down by his neck. His lower half was on fire from the the delayed orgasm.

"Fuck you, Shizuo."

The bodyguard simply smirked and thrusted harder and faster. "No, you don't get to until next time."

Izaya growled and writhed impatiently as Shizuo pounded into him relentlessly. Finally, when Izaya felt as if he could no longer hold in his release, Shizuo let out a long groan and bent forward, his forehead pressing against Izaya's. Izaya's eyes rolled backwards and he came hard against Shizuo's stomach. Shizuo's seed splattered inside the informant's convulsing walls, and the bodyguard thrusted a few more times for a good measure before ripping away and flopping on the bed beside his lover.

After a few frantic pants from both of the men, Izaya rolled on his side, facing away from Shizuo.

"Oi, what's the matter with you?" the taller man started, placing a hand on Izaya's shoulder and spinning him around.

"Tsk. How do you get to sleep that fast, damn flea?"