Do not be alarmed! This story still lives! I was kind of worried that I didn't write this scene right…I'm awful at smut _ , so I'm apologizing in advance…. Well to anyone still reading. I know that reviewers like "Whyntir" (who commented about this story in a review for another story of mine ^_~) may still read this…
So for those who still believe in this story, here you go!
I was actually thinking of updating this on next Friday…but I realized you guys waited long enough.
Just think of this as another back to school present or TGIF special!
Author: Amaya-no-gin
Title: Smoke and Brimstone
Anime/manga: Durarara!
Pairing: Shizaya – Firefighter Shizou/ HighSchool Izaya
Genre: Drama/Romance
Rating: M
Disclaimer: I do not own 'Durarara!'©. All of the characters are not mine; however this plot is mine, so enjoy.
Warning: Mild swearing, ManxMan (smex), swearing, as well as other things – please note that this is rated 'M' for a reason.
Summary: Shizuo, a firefighter with anger problems, finds himself in a lot more trouble than he bargained for when he rescues a peculiar teen from a burning building.
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~ Smoke and Brimstone - Chapter 8 ~
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"Nnn…UMM!"
The moans that escape Izaya mouth weren't suppose to slip out. Nor was he supposed the arch his body into the hand caressing his abdomen while a familiar tongue stroked his own. He's body felt hot and tingly, almost as if he had a fever. He didn't want to be in his body right now; not when it felt like a prison.
Usually, he could work his way out of difficult situations but with this unpredictable, beast with a one track mind, it seemed as if he would have to rethink everything. He never liked being out of control, which is while he detested being sick as much as the man causing the feverish feelings to run through his body.
Vaguely, the youth could remember a woman stroking he's soaked bangs while he's body had been drenched with sweat from illness. It had happened after his parents had been killed while coming to pick up him his aunt's after a school holiday. He's mother had been pregnant but his twin sisters had lived. He had literally made himself sick with so much grief and stress that his 10 year old body hadn't been able to handle it at the time. The woman hadn't spoken a word but, when he had come through enough, had pushed her PDA in his face with a message 'where do you live'. He didn't remember what had happened but when he woke up he was laying in his room at his aunt's home. After that he had built himself in a way to make sure others rely on him – never the other way around. Now, he would use, abuse and analyze people, but he never truly needed them. The urge to need was too human for the teen.
'I hate you Shizu-chan' Izaya thought as he gasped when the fireman's lips unlatched themselves from his, only to run a tongue along his exposed, slightly bruised neck, 'I hate you, for saving me. Because that means I needed you.'
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Shizuo would be lying if he said he didn't feel pride as the body below his started to respond. Every gasp, arch and moan meant that Izaya protested to such a union with him was not completely loathed. He moved his tongue down from the elongated neck to one of the cherry colored nipples that contrasted the pale slopes he wanted to claim. The flush of his Izaya's cheeks darken as he's tongue circled and lapped at the flesh. As he felt his captives thighs slightly tremble, Shizuo placed himself between them.
"Nh! Ahhh!" The sounds coming from kissed swollen lips grew, as the firefighter sucked and nibble at the pink nipple in his mouth. Shivering, Shizuo started to move his hand on the brunette's abdomen lower. When he reached the waistband of white boxers, he gave a nip on the nub in his mouth. The slight pain caused Izaya to gasp and arch his hips off the couch. Using this to his advantage, he slipped the boxers passed the raven's member before he used both hands to carefully rip the article to shreds.
Pulling back, mocha eyes greedily feasted on the site before him.
The lithe body was covered with a thin layer of sweat while trembling slightly. Nipples that he had feasted on were stiff, wet and pink. Letting his eyes roam lower, passed the toned abdomen, Shizuo noticed something on the valley near brunette's right pelvic area. It looked like small tattoo but he couldn't understand the four symbols. He's mind didn't linger on it, not when Izaya's member stood erect between long, slender legs that were open wide enough for him to admire a taut, rosy entrance. Shizuo fought the urge to rub against the pale firm globes then claim the tight opening between them.
Looking back up, Shizuo noticed that his obsession hadn't moved his arms from above his head. He's eyes traced the messy hair outline, moved to the strands of dark hair drenched and pressed against a flushed cheeks. Air passed quickly through parted red lips, as if the small nose wasn't a good passageway for it. Finally, what broke the fireman's resolve were those half lidded burning, vermillion orbs that started at him knowingly while a smirk graced those lips.
Shizuo smirked back as he lifted pale thighs over he's shoulders. The motion caused the lithe body on the couch to slide closer to him as it was elevated. He licked his lips when he noticed Izaya's cock twitched as his hot breath ran over it. "So cute."
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Izaya's eyes widened as a little squeak came out when Shizuo mouth closed around his aching organ.
"Ah...AH! Eh-ah!" Izaya moans seemed to never-ending, thanks to the blond head that bobbed between his trembling thighs. The firefighter's mouth was wet and warm while he deep throated the boy on his coach.
The more the raven moved the more the suction around his dick would increase. Flames started to dance in his abdomen as he felt close to his release. Then he felt a slick finger wedge between his cheeks then press again his hole. Gradually, the finger weaved its way into him then began to move in and out. Another one was added as they began to try to open he's hole up. When a third finger also joined, red eyed open wide and a hiss left Izaya's lips at it stung. "Shi…Bea…Beast! Aaahhh!"
The more the fingers plunged into his ass, the more his body started to move with them. Trapped between the beast's mouth and fingers, those red eyes could only stare at the ceiling as white edged his vision, until it blinded him completely.
"Nn, Shizuo-chan!"
Izaya panted as he tried to move his seemly boneless body. Shizuo had let he's spent cock slip out his mouth, causing him to shiver at the temperature change. But…
Those fingers hadn't stopped thrusting into the spent body, even while his hips had been lowered back onto the couch. As he's eyes started to clear he looked up at Shizuo.
He wished he didn't.
Some of his release had slipped out of corner of the man's mouth but he had made sure to lick it up slowly while staring at him. Izaya's eyes closed; trying to ignore the hungry stare, those persistent digits in him and his own stupid body.
"You must really like my fingers if you're this hard again already." The firefighter's statement was followed by a low chuckle. "Still want to kill me?"
"More…umm, than ever mon …ohh monster." Using his tied hands to grip the arm that was attached to those fingers, Izaya tried to get them out of him. He gasped when they did just that, only to hear pants ripping and feel something hot, hard and slippery rubbing again he's ass.
"Then I guess I still get my last meal then, right Izaya." That was the only warning he got before Shizuo drove his cock into him.
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After Shinra had reached home and took a shower, he had of course, spent time with he's lovely fiancé. They had had a lovely dinner that Celty cooked herself this time, with more edible food. The Dullahan was so cute when she clenched onto him while they watched an alien movie; it was worth the punch she gave him for choosing it. Afterward, Celty had gone to bed, but not before hugging him, while her black smoke had pressed against his lips in their version of a kiss.
With his love snoozing away, the doctor sat himself at his desk with a cup of hot cocoa and the file he had gotten on Izaya.
As he flipped through the small file he felt his eyes widen. There was almost nothing in it, and the bits of the information in there seemed off. For one, the teen's birth year was not the same as in the hospital files; it showed him two years older. Also, it said that the brunette had degrees way passed the high school level for sure. There was no mention of any mental problems or major operation besides the one that Shinra had done himself. The recorded showed that he had had a tooth replaced, but that was it for the dental work as well.
There was no info on what the boy did for a living, his family, his hobbies or his past. In fact, the doctor found two more places where the birthdates and names were different; there was even one with a different gender. The bespectacled doctor, bite he's bottom lip as he thought about how he has pushed his friend to go to the boy's hospital room.
'Anyone with this much false information is either hiding from trouble or the case of trouble.' For Shizuo's sake, Shinra wanted Izaya to be innocent in any situation that caused him to hide or, for the folder to be wrong altogether.
There were a few more pages in the file to go. As Shinra flipped through them, he noticed that all except one were blank. It had two pictures placed, but not stuck on it.
One picture was of Izaya as a child. He was smiling while standing with other children and a man in a field. There were a few things out of place with the photo. First, was the man standing with his hand on the Izaya's shoulder; there was just something off about him that Shinra couldn't place. The second thing was the rest of the children were stiff with no smiles at all, they looked almost ruthless. The last thing was a building in the distance didn't look like anything he'd seen in Japan.
The next picture was of the tattoo of 'лиса' that he knew that Izaya had. He still didn't know what it meant, but now that he had more time to study it, it looked like Russian.
'What does лиса mean anyway?'
As he flipped the photo over he got his answer. In red pen ink, the word had been translated into four languages.
"лиса means fox?" the man whispered out loud.
Going back to the first picture Shinra looked at its back. He dropped it as if he had been burnt. He knew who the man was now. It was a younger version of Shiki, one the current gang leaders in Ikebukuro. Izaya had some involvement with a gang. It was the only explanation since the picture stated on the back: 'Shiki, his pawns and the fox.'
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ANNNDDD I just confused some people. Don't worry, all in good time my lovelies~.
Eh…let me know what you guys think of this chp!