Shizaya - Aphrodisiac

As a way to get back at Izaya for being short on payday (and it's personal this time, she was gonna use her check to buy some sexy lingerie to get down with her brother in), Namie slips a little extra something into his tea, leaving him all alone, tied up, naked as the day he was born.

Shizuo's running an errand for Shinra to pick up some information on a new underground doctor (because Shinra's competitive like that) and finds Izaya in his lewd state after kicking open the door when he got no response.

After being untied, Iza attacks, straddling Shizuo and begging to be fucked and just yeah. Okay.

BONUS POINT TIIIIIME~:

• Dirty talk from both parties.
• Established relationship.
• Adorable fluff afterwards, complete with Shizuo making breakfast for his widdle flea and Izaya wearing his clothes all sleepily and cute.
• Izaya thanking Namie in a completely snarky way.

Chapter 1

Today will be the day… Namie thoughtfully thumbed the Victoria secret ad, heels clacking loudly on the tile. Opening the door to her boss' office, she felt a bubble of excitement beginning to rise in her chest.

Today I can finally buy the perfect lingerie for Seiji… She greedily snatched the stack of bills on Izaya's desk.

"I'll be heading home now…" she mumbled slightly, counting the bills in her hand. She could see it now, the glow of her alabaster skin in the dim light, the glint of lust in his eyes as he takes in her perfect round breasts barely encased in the dark lace. The feel of his hands as he—

"What the fuck is this Izaya!?" She screamed , fanning the bills in front of his face. The thin man glanced up slightly from the computer screen, raising an eyebrow.

"That happens to be your pay for the week." A smirk curled on to his face. "Namie has a problem with getting paid ne..? If you want you could leave it on the desk. I'll gladly take it back."

"I have a problem not getting paid the full amount! Where is the rest of it?" She slammed her fists on the desk, eyebrows twitching with contained rage.

"But Namie!" Izaya gasped in feigned hurt, "Don't you remember how mean you were to me? My throat was so sore from playing with Shizu-chan I asked you to make me some tea. Instead you have me a banana saying 'Practice makes perfect'." He frowned, "I had so many phone calls to make that day…So, I docked your pay!" he finished brightly.

The underwear ad crumpled in Namie's fists, her face growing darker as Izaya reached under his desk.

"Besides Namie, how could I not get these while I was out today?" Placing a pair of bright pink headphones on his head, he spun his chair, cackling maniacally, "You can hear Nirvana with these!" his laughter swirling around the office.

With a frustrated scream, Namie whirled on her heel and started marching towards the door.

"Oh, and Namie?" Izaya called as she placed one hand on the door. "Could you be a dear and make me some tea before you go?" The laughter and spinning resumed as she slammed the door shut.

Namie's thoughts were a jumble; all of her plans tonight were ruined. RUINED! Because of that deep throating bastard and his tea! Her planning, her fantasies, all of the pent up sexual frustration…

Her footsteps slowed.

The bastard wants tea huh? Fine, he'll get some tea and little bit of payback.

"Here's your tea, you stingy bastard." Namie practically threw the tray on Izaya's desk, spilling tea on his papers.

"Now, Now, Namie," He hastily mopped up the tea, "Mustn't be so clumsy, you might have spilled tea all over that lovely underwear ad you've been carry. Be careful not to let Seiji see that, he might get the wrong idea…"

"I hope you choke" was her reply as she turned towards the door.

"So mean Namie…" He chuckled, quickly downing the warm bitter liquid. He reached over to pour himself a second cup, but found that his hands seemed to have changed to rubber. He clumsily flopped his arms on the desk. Why was the world suddenly swimming? The last thing he saw before his eyes crossed and his head hit the desk, was a dark vaguely menacing form heading his direction.

"…"

"…Nnngh.."

Bleary crimson eyes slowly blinked awake. What the hell…? He pulled on his arms, the strain in his shoulders becoming more and more uncomfortable. What is going on? And why is it so damn hot? As consciousness slowly slithered into his brain, the room came into focus with a very smug looking Namie leaning against his couch. He struggled again, finally recognizing the restraints on his wrists and ankles pulling his limbs taught. He gazed down at his alarmingly naked body. Why was it still so damn hot? His skin felt peeled, the first layer of nerves exposed to the elements.

"I see you're awake." Namie lifted herself from the couch, each step resounding as she approached. "I supposed I may have over done the tranquilizer a bit…but the rest. The rest it seems to be working perfectly.

Izaya struggled to start his sentence, swallowing against a suddenly dry mouth.

"I see that Namie has decided to pursue unemployment as her next career choice." He managed to fit his smirk on his face. "Of course, if you untie me I will gladly forget this little incident ever happened. Sounds like a good deal ne?" I will personally make sure she ends up as one of her own experiments…maybe give her to Shinra…

Namie's low chuckle interrupted his thought. "No...I don't think I will. Do you like my little restraints? They hook right over the top of the door. I bought them hoping to use them tonight," She pushed the door, making tips of Izaya's toes drag along the floor looking for purchase. "but, thanks to you, all of my plans for tonight are ruined. So I think I'll leave you here in the same state you've forced me into. Full of lust and longing, and nothing to do with it…" She laughed abruptly, a startled sound pulled from her lips.

His eyes widened at the sound. "…What did you give me?"

She gave a smirk that would've made Izaya proud, in any other circumstance.

"An aphrodisiac. A quite powerful one actually. It will only get stronger with time.

The A/C clicked on in the apartment, the vent above him sending a cool gust of air across his too hot skin. He shivered, rolling his eyes back in his head. This was going to be trouble.

Namie laughed again. "I see its already working." She grabbed his hardened member, running a manicured thumb across the slit causing Izaya to gasp as swallowed a moan.

"Have a good night Izaya~" chuckling, she turned and walked for the door.

"No! No! Namie! WAIT!"

The door slam echoed in the apartment and Izaya was left struggling as the heat in his groin built into a fire.

A small aside: This is my first fan fiction ever, much less a smut fic. But no one ever has ever accused me of being timid so here we go. I tried to fill this on the kinkmeme but for the life of me could figure out how to post on it...none of my posts would stick...

At any rate, please review. I would love to make this better.

Thank you muchly!