Here it is guys! The long-awaited (haha, as if) new chapter for The Contract! Anyone still reading this? Really, you over there? Here – have this virtual cookie. The others who have given up on this fic by now because of the hopeless author who only updates every decade don't even know what they're missing out on, hehe :P

Before we get started on this chapter, I have an important announcement to make:

The Contract is getting translated into Spanish! The wonderful, charming queen-chiibi took this quest upon herself, and even though I don't really understand Spanish, I must say she is doing a wonderful job! (After all I already know what the sentence should say…but srsly, why does everything sound 100 times sexier in Spanish? xD)
It's published under the name El Contrato and you should really go check it out!

The second and most important thing I would like to declare is: this chapter is completely and entirely dedicated to MentalHope, a wonderful human being who pulled this hopeless author here out of a very bad slump and gave her new motivation to write this goddamn chapter! MentalHope-san, thank you so much, your kind words really mean so much to me, I'm really sorry this took so long…I hope you still find this chapter here, sooner or later. Everything in this (unfortunately very poorly written) chapter is dedicated to you – I really hope you enjoy reading it

To everyone else too, enjoy reading and please don't lose hope in this hopeless author!

Part 25 – "Say it again."

"I-Izaya-kun..would you..w-would you go out with me?!"

The informant stared in shock at the teen, who had by now quickly averted his eyes again, face impossibly flushed and small hands trembling slightly against his chest. Did he hear right just now?

He was about to open his mouth to teasingly remind the brunette about the fact that they were already married and that there was no need for him to ask the elder out, but the realization that hit him the next instant made the words die in his throat.

Could it be..that he wants some kind of security?

Wait, what was more proof of a steady relationship than a ring on your finger?! No..that wasn't quite right. With an almost resentful smile the raven thought back on what this marriage initially was.

A contract.

The young gang leader just agreed to this because he thought it the only way to help his parents out of a crisis. Izaya almost felt bad of having taken advantage of the boy's selflessness in such a way. But what other means did he have to bind Mikado to him? He knew he had his obsession over the boy take over when he had set this whole marriage plan in motion, but he couldn't help it, he really couldn't. He wanted the fascinating blue-eyed boy so badly, yet he knew somewhere within him that he could never have him, that he could never have a hold on the teen as strong as the young dollars leader had on him. Upon realizing that, he could have just given up, but the knowledge that the Slasher, or that imbecile Kida-kun were always so close to his Mikado, drove him almost mad with jealousy. He knew that sooner or later, the brunette would succumb to either of them. He would realize the affection they held towards him and then he would start a relationship, an ordinary high school romance and live his life normally. Just without Izaya.

The thought alone made him feel sick, furious and…incredibly alone. He hadn't even felt that lonely when his mother had told him he should have aborted a psychopath like him when he was only six years old, or when his parents left him and his sisters to fend for themselves when he was thirteen*. He never really felt the need for affection or contact, preferred watching from afar instead of getting involved himself; yet in that moment, after finally having found someone who made him feel something remotely close to the affection he had thought himself incapable of, it should end before it even had really started? He was Orihara Izaya; he didn't give up that easily. And the concept of marriage the humans had established, binding someone to yourself until the end of your lives, which he had usually looked down upon with condescending pity, suddenly felt really intriguing to him.

If he couldn't have Ryuugamine Mikado the way he wanted to, not only physically, but also emotionally, he would at least make sure no one else could have him.

To Izaya, this marriage was more than a mere contract, far from his usual schemes to overcome his boredom; it was a sign that the ungraspable Ryuugamine Mikado, as enigmatic and colorless as the gang he founded, was finally his.

He never held any illusions of the brunette coming to reciprocate his feelings, but he still tried his best to make it happen; and as if through a miracle his dream seemed to slowly become reality. Izaya didn't really believe in fate, or god for that matter, even though the concept of those had always fascinated him; but if a being like that existed, it must have created them to be with each other. The Japanese culture had a beautiful metaphor to describe what he was feeling: they were connected by the red string of fate.

That was more clichéd than intended…, the raven backtracked on his thoughts; the feeling of small hands clutching just a bit tighter at his shirt reminded him that he still hadn't given the brunette an answer. Izaya didn't really feel the need to formally declare the start of an relationship when they were already married, but the strange exciting, giddy feeling which he realized must be happiness, started to rise anew in his chest upon realizing, what exactly the brunette was trying to express to him with that question.

That he didn't just want to stay with him because a contract bound them.

That he had mustered up enough courage to try and confirm Izaya's feelings for him, because he was much too self-conscious to believe the informant's straight-forward love confessions.

That he wanted some kind of security that Izaya wanted him and only him; and that the informant would stay by his side, regardless of any contract.

What else was there for the raven to say except for…

"Yes."

-xxx-

Blue eyes flickered up, shyly, insecure, to meet the others gaze; disbelief, hope and excitement conflictingly apparent on his features and making him look incredibly vulnerable.

His usually already soft voice was now merely a whisper as he voiced a quiet: "R-really..?"

Careful, as if afraid to break him, Izaya raised his hand to gently brush along the brunette's cheek, smiling gently as he felt the teen lean into the touch, instead of flinching away.

"Yes, I would love to go out with you."

Expelling a shaky breath Mikado didn't he had been holding, the teen closed his eyes, relishing the feeling of Izaya slowly and affectionately caressing his cheek, as if he was something frail, precious, something to cherish. He knew his cheeks were getting hot and even though he felt like smiling, he could feel his lips tremble just as his hands still were. This was too good, too good to be true.

Orihara Izaya was his boyfriend. Boyfriend. Boyfriend. He would never get tired of that word.

It seemed so unbelievable, yet it was still easier for the teen to believe than the word 'husband'; it was less surreal and really, it sounded so good when he thought of it in combination with the raven haired informant.

Orihara Izaya, his boyfriend. His boyfriend.

Mikado finally felt the overdue smile tug on his lips, and without opening his eyes, he turned his head slightly to press a soft kiss into the palm of Izaya's hand.

"Wow, if I knew you'd react like that I would have asked you out much sooner.", the informant half-joked. There was a lot more truth behind that statement than he would lead on; but if it meant Mikado was finally starting to open up to him, he didn't mind anything else.

The brunette's blush intensified, but instead of the usual "S-Shut up.", the teen just glanced shyly at the elder and for a second Izaya found his own heart skip a beat. A rare, shy smile made its way on the brunette's features and the informant came to the conclusion that the gang leader's rain colored eyes glinted even more beautifully when he was smiling like that.

The smile soon disappeared though in favor of teeth finding the boy's lower lip, biting at it like the teen always did when he was nervous, always succeeding in drawing the informant's attention to the boy's soft, kissable lips; making him want to tug at it with his very own teeth as he was ravishing the smaller male's mouth…

As if Mikado had been sensing his thoughts, the teen voiced a request which was both unexpected as well as incredibly endearing and did nothing to help Izaya keep his already crumbling self-restraint in check.

"M-may I…kiss you..?"

The informant himself was surprised when he felt his face heat up at the innocent plea; he wanted nothing more but to pounce the brunette now, pin him down and kiss him in all kinds of places, not only his mouth but-

Izaya smiled and gave a short nod, sliding his eyes close slowly, allowing the boy to rest a hand on his shoulder gently while he was leaning in nervously. Having Mikado take the initiative like that made the informant strangely happy; because the brunette being so eager to convey his feelings to the elder somehow showed how deeply he cared, despite being so confused and insecure himself. The raven knew the gang leader's hesitance always stemmed from the deep-rooted fear of rejection, and he could feel a slight pang of guilt at realizing that he couldn't blame the boy of being so wary of him. Didn't he prove on many past occasions that he greatly enjoyed toying with the hearts and minds of his beloved humans, amusing himself how easily breakable they were?

And yet, Mikado was someone he would never dream of toying with; he neither wanted to hurt the others feelings nor break his mind. The brunette's mind was like diamond and glass at the same time; incredibly strong and breathtakingly beautiful as well as dangerously easily shattered. The teen was already bearing such a heavy weight on his shoulder at his young age, yet he sometimes displayed a maturity that would put most adults to shame. Izaya loved the boy's rational, realistic and unadulterated view on the world and the dark and deep abysses of his soul. He adored every single thing about the boy, endlessly, unconditionally, with all his flaws and imperfectness that just made him all the more perfect to the elder.

Izaya felt a soft, tender and endearingly hesitant pressure against his lips, and within seconds he found himself melting into the sensations, his hands itching to come up to the teen's face and neck and take control, but he kept them at his sides. This kiss belonged entirely to Mikado. He wasn't just kissing the elder, he was communicating all the feelings with this press of lips that he didn't have the courage to voice out; and Izaya was listening to the brunette's body language greedily, drinking in the sentiment it was conveying.

Somewhere in the back of his mind Izaya noted how much the young gang leader's kissing skills had improved, and a smile threatened to break out on his lips when he knew it was all due to him. Just a few months ago, the thought of feeling this boy greater than humanity succumb willingly to him like that would have been brushed off as wishful thinking by the raven. He could have had the teen's body easily if he wanted, and he had more than once contemplated just taking it by force. It would have been no great struggle to lock the small and physically weak teen up and rape his body until his mind would break and maybe, eventually succumb to the maniac's strong will. A few months ago, Izaya really did think it was the only possibility for him to be with the boy the way he wanted, but…

The thought alone had made him cringe with disgust. Just imagining those beautiful rain-colored eyes void of all life and emotion, looking at him with nothing more than fear and disgust, the gang leader's strong will broken…

Izaya would rather commit suicide than let himself do something like that.

All those dark thoughts, the memories of his own seemingly hopeless longing for the Dollars leader were fading, dissolving, feeling so surreal when he could feel the object of his desires kiss him with such painfully sweet affection. There was a timid hand at the back of his neck, shy fingers slowly sliding into his hair while the other hand on his shoulder was curling in the fabric of his shirt.

"Aahh…hnn.."

This time, Izaya wasn't really sure which one of them had let out the heated gasp, because with the way his chest was filling with this warm, gentle, tingling sensation it could have just as well been him. Finally letting his hands rise to settle on each side of the boy's hips (like they seemed to belong there…), the elder felt the smaller male part his lips tentatively and when the teen slowly let his hot tongue run along his lover's lips, Izaya parted them readily, greedily, impatiently craving to be able to taste the boy once again.

Another soft groan and a small whimper resonated through the otherwise silent room, the lewd sounds of their kissing becoming more heated with the second would have embarrassed Mikado, but he couldn't hear a thing except for the rapid beating of his heart, or was it the informant's? He wasn't sure, but what he did know was that his tongue sliding against the elder one's made an all-too familiar shudder course through his body, but for once his mind didn't go completely blank while kissing the raven, because his head was filled with all the things he wanted to say and yet couldn't; all the things he wanted Izaya to understand and all the things he wanted the other to feel in his kiss.

I'm so happy…

...please don't leave me…

...I want you.

I like you...I like you...I like you...

His head was spinning with the heated, yet slow and intimate kiss they shared and Mikado just barely bit back a disappointed whine when he felt the raven pull away from their kiss, which had felt like just a mere second to the desperate teen.

Crimson red eyes looked into his, painfully affectionate, and Mikado was sure he was melting on the inside and there were so many fluttering butterflies in his stomach…

Realizing he didn't hear a word the other was saying over the sound of his heartbeat and dazed thoughts, Mikado could only watch the others lips as he mouthed the words, but he was pretty sure he caught the word 'love'.

Noticing the dazed and confused expression on his small boyfriend's face, Izaya let out a soft, melodious chuckle and leaned forward to rest his lips against the other's ear, feeling the heat of the other's blush as he repeated his words once more, making sure the teen understood every single word.

"I'll say it as often as you want, so make sure you listen well. You are mine now, so don't think I am ever letting you go again."

A small pause, a small smile against his skin.

"I love you."

I'll say it as many times as necessary for you to believe me. I'll say it until you are ready to tell me too.

-xxx-

Mikado didn't know how long they had remained in that position, his head in the elder's lap, the man's soothing hands running through his short hair tenderly, while the teen listened to the raven tell him stories of his work. After Mikado had asked the elder out and they had shared this emotionally charged kiss, the brunette had requested the elder told him something about himself, claiming it wasn't fair if the man knew everything about the boy, while he knew so little about the mysterious informant. The man's snide remark that the brunette himself was quite the mystery too was skillfully ignored and countered with a pout and a pleading look in those azure orbs that the raven just couldn't say no to. Not knowing what the gang leader wanted to know exactly, he had started simply telling Mikado about what he loved most (aside from the teen, of course) – and that was his work. Somewhere along his stories, which the brunette listened to with great interest, the boy had started leaning against his husband and lover's shoulder, enjoying the calming sound of the other's melodious voice, eventually sliding down to rest his head in the other's lap, too tired and content to feel as embarrassed as he normally would at this bold action.

And it felt good, really; his eyes closed and he breathed calmly, relishing the feeling of the other's hand in his hair and the sound of the informant's voice, letting out a small, fatigued chuckle when the elder told him something funny.

This is nice. Really nice…

Mikado thought, a small smile playing on his lips. He still hadn't overcome his doubts and self-consciousness, but he pushed all those thoughts as far back into his mind as possible.

I know it is too good to be true. I know it makes no sense for someone like him to love someone like him. But just this once...just this once I want to believe. I want to trust. I want to take the risk.

Mikado didn't know if he would ever feel as happy again in his life as he felt at this exact moment, feeling sleep slowly overtake his mind.

But he certainly knew he had never felt that happy before.

-xxx-

Mikado woke up to the lovely sound of birds chirping outside. A small, sleepy smile played on his lips as he snuggled deeper into the comfortable futon, knowing a peaceful sound like that could never be heard in a busy, bustling city such as Tokyo; proving to him that he in fact, did not just wake up from the best dream he ever had, but rather woke up to a dream. As he snuggled further into the warmth of the blanket, he felt his nose suddenly brush something warm. Someone. Even through his sleep fogged mind, Mikado still recognized that wonderfully addicting scent, and he pressed his face into the other person's chest, taking in the familiar scent and warmth contently. He wouldn't mind if that dream never ended…

A soft, purr-like hum brought the teen out of his daze, though.

"Mmh~ Mikado-kun is being so assertive lately…I really like it."

Becoming aware of what he was doing at the moment, Mikado's face heated up immediately and he scooted away so quickly that he practically rolled himself out of the futon.

"S-Sorry..", he mumbled, sitting up and tugging nervously on the sleeve of the sweatshirt he slept in. It wasn't the first time he had woken up next to the handsome raven, but this time was different. Everything seemed different after last night; now that he and Izaya were officially…d-dating..- Mikado blushed even darker at this point, embarrassed how his heart was fluttering excitedly from the thought alone – he didn't have a reason to push away from the elder's ministrations. It meant no more excuses, no way to run from his true feelings. It also meant he could actually initiate something himself if he wanted to – dared to. Mikado would be lying to himself if he said he had never felt the urge to simply give in to what the other male was doing to him, without pulling away, without this guilty feeling and underlying fear of ending up hurt…

He would be lying if he said he didn't want to kiss and touch the elder.

So..doing that would be okay now?

Mikado had never been in a relationship before, the first kiss he ever received had been by the informant at the wedding ceremony; so he really wouldn't know how to behave, what was okay and what wasn't. By no means did he want to put the raven off by being too clingy. He still feared the informant would discard him as soon as he grew bored of the teen; and Mikado knew that Izaya always wanted what he couldn't have – so if he would approach the other out of his own accord, would Izaya lose interest in him?

A concerned voice ripped him out of his panicked thoughts.

"Mikado? What's the matter?"

The teen didn't answer, just kept avoiding the elder's eyes.

"Why so shy now?", Izaya teased with a gentle smile, reaching out to brush a dark lock from the boy's forehead. The brunette flushed a dark red at this action and squeezed his eyes shut, but he didn't flinch away.

"What's the matter, Mikado-kun?", the raven asked quietly, leaning in closer to the brunette, a hand resting gently at the side of the teen's face.

Mikado's incredibly blue eyes blinked up shyly to meet his, and even though their faces were so close, not even now was the young gang leader backing away from him. Izaya knew how much courage and nerves it was costing the boy, and he could feel the smaller male's pulse race against his palm, the brunette's cheek was hot beneath his fingertips, as he traced over it gently with his thumb…

"I-I'm sorry...T-This is all so new and I-...I've never been..in a relationship before, so...", Mikado started quietly, cursing himself at how his voice was trembling and how he couldn't bring himself to look in the raven's eyes directly, even though the man was looking at him with such gentle, such caring eyes…

"I-I just don't know..how to behave..."

His voice ended in a whisper. He was so pathetic, he was going to turn the elder away with acting like that, but whenever he opened his mouth, he couldn't keep the truth from spilling out. Izaya's hand was still resting against his cheek and his face was so close, every time the raven exhaled, Mikado could feel the other's breath hit his overheated face. He swallowed heavily. He screwed up already, didn't he? Oh god, why was everything so complicated all of a sudden?

He felt vulnerable, that was true, but it wasn't a bad feeling; of course he was scared, scared of being rejected, but he still couldn't help but feel so incredibly happy.

This is bad..I really am..i-in love..

And Izaya still hadn't said anything.

Mikado chanced another timid glance at the informant.

When his eyes met the other's crimson red ones, his breath halted for a moment.

Izaya averted his eyes slowly, knowing the teen must have noticed with how much longing he had looked at the brunette. He swallowed hard. He didn't know how he was going to hold up like that, with Mikado seducing him like that.

Seriously...saying something adorable like that...he must be doing it on purpose...

So far, the informant had been actually pretty proud of himself; he would have never dreamt he would be able to hold back like that, even with the love of his life directly in front of him; and even more, with the knowledge that this boy greater than humanity had chosen him, voluntarily, readily, fearlessly. Not having been manipulated or tricked into it, but chose him because he wanted him, not the Slasher, not Kida, not stupid Shizu-chan. Wanted him. It was hard to keep himself in check in this situation, especially since the boy just didn't stop seducing him; each day they spend together he was becoming more assertive, and every single thing he did was just so sexy, in an innocently cute way.

Izaya's eyes slid down from the teen's flushed cheek he was gently caressing, over the pale curve of the other's neck, the small glimpse of a collarbone before it was obstructed by the sweater the brunette was wearing, which was just a bit too large for him-

Mikado was wearing his sweater.

Izaya suppressed a low groan, this was just too much.

He must be trying to seduce me…

The informant's eyes quickly wandered further, over slim hips, clad in shorts that really deserved their name, because heavens, they already ended mid-thigh and revealed the young gang leader's stunningly long legs, the skin pale and flawless and so smooth looking, Izaya wanted to run his hands over it…

A quiet, timid "I-Izaya-kun..?" snapped the raven out of his thoughts and brought his hungry gaze from the other's body back to his azure eyes.

He is definitely seducing me.

"Shit, Mikado...", Izaya choked out, before closing the gap between their lips.

-xxx-

Mikado let out a small surprised gasp when the felt the familiar, addictingly sweet pressure against his lips again, his eyes lidding but not closing completely, because he couldn't help but return the raven's heated gaze, it was holding him captive. Izaya's hands rested on the floor on each side of his body, caging him and with the other leaning in, the brunette felt himself being pushed onto his back, but he didn't mind.

Izaya was kissing him again, he still wanted him, he wanted Mikado, and it felt so good, this was so surreal, maybe he was still dreaming. Because he had opened up to Orihara Izaya and made himself become vulnerable like this, but he wasn't being hurt, he wasn't being rejected…

The brunette felt his back slowly meet the hard tatami mat and the other's lips were still upon his, so sweet, so gentle. A quiet sigh escaped the teen, his eyes finally sliding close and succumbing completely to the sensation; without any regrets, without fear he just gave in to the feeling, enjoyed the raven's scent, his sweet taste in his mouth as he hesitantly parted his lips in a timid request for the informant to deepen the kiss, which was met by the elder immediately. The sensation of the elder's tongue moving against his, exploring his mouth, taking complete control of him never ceased to send excited shivers down the gang leader's spine.

It's okay if I enjoy this, right?

Mikado let out a soft whimper, his back arching just the slightest bit as this excited tingle cursed through his body again, ran down his spine and heat started to spread in his limbs and in the pit of his stomach.

It's okay if I respond to it, right?

His hands ran up the raven's arms, over his shoulders and came up around his neck, pulling the informant down, deeper into the kiss, closer to his body. He tilted his head slightly, kissing his lover back eagerly and hungrily, but this was okay right? Because Izaya wanted this too, wanted him.

It's okay if I want more, right?

Their kiss was broken by the raven, but Mikado wouldn't let him pull away, his arms locked around older male's neck tugged him closer again, pecking his lips over and over before resting for a sweet lingering kiss.

"Izaya-kun...", he whispered against the others lips, not being able to help how happy and desperate he sounded. And with a small smile, Izaya kissed him again, deeply and just as hungrily as the teen, their tongues sliding against each other, it made the teen feel dizzy and hot, but it felt so good, incredibly good.

Mikado knew he probably shouldn't be enjoying this as much as he did, should feel embarrassed for acting so shamelessly and so clingy, but he really just felt happy. When he finally broke away to gasp for air, azure eyes clouded and lips swollen from kissing, he could feel fingers ghost over his leg, feathery light touches on his exposed skin, passing over his knee and inching higher and higher…

The brunette felt an excited shiver curse through his body, and he had to remind himself to not flinch away in reflex like he always did, because he wanted Izaya to touch him; he actually wanted Izaya to touch him more. The soft gasp that passed his lips as he closed his eyes to relish the sensation seemed to spur the informant on, and his hot hands were sliding over the teen's soft thighs, higher and higher, pushing up the shorts' fabric as they inched up, and Mikado's legs were spread open wider by the raven. The teen flushed slightly at the exposing position, it was making him feel vulnerable; but now Izaya's hands were rubbing over his inner thighs, dangerously close to his groin and it felt so good, so torturously teasing and so exciting…

"A-Ahhn…haa…"

Mikado bit down on his lip in reflex to stifle the noise, but he quickly let up again.

This is no good, he needs to know that it feels good…that I want him to continue…even if it's embarrassing…

Keeping his eyes closed, the young gang leader could feel his face heat up as he decided to simply give in to the sensations and let his voice out. A desperate whimper escaped his throat when he felt the raven press a gentle kiss to the inside of his thigh, just a little over the knee; but he was working his way up and each kiss tingled and burned on his skin and Mikado started feeling hot in his stomach and groin, but he just kept his eyes closed and let the pleasure slowly invade his body and mind as he gasped softly. He knew he was getting hard when Izaya started sucking on the skin of his inner thigh, his back arched up and he moaned loudly. He could hear his lover chuckle, and he was so embarrassed he could die, because Izaya was more or less facing his growing erection directly at the moment and the teen could feel the raven's hot breath on his thigh and the man's burning gaze on the growing bulge in his shorts, but it wasn't like he could help it, not with the way the informant's accursed fingers were slipping under his sweater, slid over his stomach and were rubbing his chest in a way that felt better than it should for a guy, at least that's how Mikado thought about it. The girly moans and whimpers he let out when the raven started teasing his sensitive nipples didn't help his manly pride either.

O-oh god…it feels so good..much too good…it feels so much better..when I don't fight against it...

And suddenly there was something nuzzling against his straining erection through the fabric of the shorts, and Izaya was tugging at the fabric with his teeth, a finger hooking into the waistband to help tug the shorts down the brunette's slim hips; now there was only the thin fabric of Mikado's light blue boxer-briefs covering his prominently visible hard-on, and he could feel Izaya's hot breath on him-…!

"I-Iza..yyaa-kunnn…!", the teen all but desperately whined, writhing against the hard tatami mat, his head was spinning so badly right now, why was Izaya always driving him to the edge of insanity with his teasing foreplay, why was he touching him like his body was a treat to be relished..?

Mikado wanted to complain, but how could he when what the raven was doing felt so forbiddingly good? He felt so hot, hot and dizzy and happy and desperate at the same time.

His hazed blue eyes opened slowly, peeking down at the raven lying between his splayed legs, shivering hard when the man started kissing and nibbling his hard length through his underwear, and the sight was just too hot, he didn't deserve a boyfriend that hot, not someone as boring and plain as him, but this was real, this was really happening and Mikado really wanted this, wanted it so much.

Izaya's breathtaking crimson eyes met his and he could more feel than see the other's smirk, a fact that was already embarrassing enough in itself, but the raven knew just too well that Mikado was completely in his mercy right now.

"What do you want, Mikado-kun~?", he whispered seductively against the teen's hot erection, feeling the boy's body shiver underneath him, writhing with suppressed need. With the words the young gang leader whispered in reply though, it was the informant who was left shuddering in lust.

"I-I..want Izaya-kun..to feel good too.."

This is too much. He is seducing me, he is really asking to be fucked, isn't he?

Izaya just growled, crawling up to the teen's face quickly to crash their lips together hungrily, because this was just too much! Their hips were grinding against each other frantically, roughly and Mikado soon broke away from the heated kiss to gasp against Izaya's shoulder, clinging to the elder's neck again as pleasure was washing over his body, and just as he thought, the man's length against his was just as hard as he was; the brunette wanted to do something to make the other feel good too, he couldn't always be the only one, but the hot, hard friction against his groin was just too good, and all he could do was to wrap his legs around the others waist and just bring their hips closer together as they rocked against each other. Izaya was biting his neck in a way that seemed almost like he was starved for something and the teen buried a hand in the elder's obsidian hair and gripped it tightly for leverage, making the informant groan huskily; the sound was so arousing to the brunette, he wanted to hear more, and now he was grinding his body even stronger against Izaya's, their tongues entwined again, and he was already so close, just from this friction, but it wasn't enough..

He wanted Izaya to do what he had done to him in the school corridor last time, and go even further; he wanted to feel Izaya inside him…

Mikado realized he voiced that thought out aloud, because suddenly the informant stopped, giving a low and almost feral growl, pinning the teen's wrists over his head roughly; crimson eyes ablaze with passion as he stared down at the brunette.

"Mikado."

I want you so badly.

Izaya felt all control slip from him when he had heard the teen basically beg him to get fucked, and he was so close to doing it, so mad with lust, the suppressed desire of years piling up within him and threatening to break out, when Mikado was actually asking for it..!

But no. He couldn't. He mustn't.

It took all his self-control, all his will power to do it, but slowly the raven released the boy's wrists, removed himself from the smaller male's hot, tempting body, straightening up.

He didn't want to pull away now, didn't want to stop now. He had been waiting so long for this now and his body and mind were begging him to just continue, but in his heart, Izaya knew it was no good.

Mikado meant everything to him. The boy had finally made a commitment to the raven yesterday, he was finally trusting him enough to give in to him. This was a huge step forward, and Izaya sure as hell didn't want the brunette to distance himself again, just because he scared him away.

He needed to go slow with him; Mikado was a virgin, and just because Izaya himself was going mad with desire didn't mean the teen was ready to go that far too.

I can't ruin it now, when he has finally opened up to me.

Too absorbed in calming his aroused body down and trying to rebuild his self-restraint, the informant didn't notice the confused, rejected and hurt expression on the brunette's face, who was trembling right now, barely holding back the tears forming in his eyes.

He pushed me away. He doesn't want me, I screwed up, I turned him off, just why am I always so stupid?! Stupid, stupid, stupid..!

Izaya still wasn't looking at him, he must hate him now; of course Mikado had to mess up, he was so angry with himself, but most of all he was worried the informant might be upset enough to discard him now, and he didn't want that-!

The raven stopped chanting mantras in his head to calm himself down when he heard a strangled sob. His ruby eyes shot up in shock, realizing what a horrible thing he just had done.

"Mikado? Why are you crying..?", he asked weakly, fighting down the urge to wrap his arms around the trembling, fragile-looking teen, because he really shouldn't be touching him anymore, not before he regained his self-control completely.

"I-I'm..sorry..", the brunette hiccupped between soft sobs; small, shaking hands wiping at the tears he just couldn't keep from overflowing.

"Sorry? For what?", the raven asked puzzled, his throat uncharacteristically dry.

"I-I've said something..b-bad..didn't I?"

The young gang leader hid his face in his hands, looking so ashamed, guilty and hurt Izaya wished Shizu-chan would be here, because he really deserved a signpost to the face for what he had done to his adorable, insecure boyfriend.

"Mikado…", he started softly, carefully, shuffling closer to the crying brunette.

"That's not why I stopped.", he said calmly, reaching out to touch the teen's shoulder, but halting in his movement in fear of the boy flinching away from his touch.

Why was this so complicated? Humans were usually so easy to handle for him, so predictable and easy to manipulate. But with Mikado, when he acted with the best intentions and just wanted to make him happy, he failed miserably at conveying his thoughts properly and just ended up hurting the teen.

This was not how it was supposed to be, Mikado shouldn't be crying because of him.

When tear-fogged azure orbs finally glanced up to meet his gaze, Izaya was sure his heart stopped for a second.

"You have done nothing wrong. I love you.", he assured the brunette, relieved at how the younger male's sobs were slowly letting up at his words.

"I love you, so I don't want to push you into something you're not ready for."

Mikado averted his eyes, feeling a hot blush bloom on his face as he wiped the tears from his eyes. "Y-You really..aren't..", he whispered quietly, but the informant continued talking.

"I want you to know that I don't only want your body, I want you, all of you."

How Izaya could say all these embarrassing things so calmly, with a straight face, was a miracle to Mikado. He was pretty sure his face was on fire by now and his heart was racing crazily in his chest again.

"I will prove it to you.", the elder declared suddenly, jumping to his feet.

Mikado just blinked up at him in confusion. Prove it? What does he-..?

"Ne Mikado…let's go on a date!"

-xxx-

Mikado wasn't sure what to think of the situation: wearing his best jeans and shirt, being dragged through the small traditional Japanese village by his now-boyfriend. He was still a little worried about what had happened earlier in the Inn, when Izaya had pulled away from their make-out session so suddenly. The raven had explained he didn't want to push Mikado and the brunette surely appreciated the sentiment (to be honest, his stomach was fluttering with butterflies and his chest felt warm with happiness, because Orihara Izaya, the usually childish, self-centered informant who only ever did what he wanted, was caring about him, was trying to be considerate of him and his situation); but he really wished the raven wouldn't just assume things on his own. He wanted this just as much as (he hoped, wished) the informant did and he was finally ready to accept the raven. He wouldn't have asked the man out if he wasn't. The ring on his finger was important to him, as well as the contract biding the two of them, but considering the circumstances of their marriage, he would always have lingering doubts whether the elder would also stay with him if it weren't for this contract.

But they were dating officially now, and it felt so much different than before to the teen, many of his worries, doubts, insecurities dispersed because he now had some kind of security that Izaya wanted him, loved him, like he claimed.

He really couldn't help it when the many months of sexual tension between them made the desire pile up within him and take control now that the raven was touching him so much and so often. Really, it was Izaya's fault he was so addicted to the raven's touches by now, and he was more than ready to do more, now that he could, now that Izaya was officially his boyfriend.

Yet there was still the nagging voice in his head, that kept whispering to him that maybe the reason of the informant pulling away from him really was his mistake after all, that the man didn't find him attractive, that he had been too clingy or that he had turned him off some other way…

Mikado shook his head quickly, pushing the thoughts as far back in his mind as possible, concentrating on the warm, comforting feeling of his hand in Izaya's, their fingers entwined as the elder was leading him through the narrow, picturesque streets of the small town, smiling softly.

For now, he would forget all about his worries and insecurities, Mikado decided, his heart thrumming in his chest and a small smile on his lips, because right now this was-

..my first d-date…!

-xxx-

Mikado soon came to realize that Orihara Izaya had about as much experience with real dates as him; the brunette wasn't really surprised because he didn't think the informant ever genuinely liked someone as much as to take them on a date, he seemed more like the type who tricked and manipulated women for his own goals and discarded them as soon as they became a nuisance. Mikado really wanted to believe that he was a special exception though, not just another victim of the man's schemes. Something about their relationship definitely was special; it was the way how Izaya seemed to open up, showed the teen sides that he had never known of the informant before and he seemed overall more human; and the young Dollars leader loved seeing the man like that, loved seeing him smile and laugh genuinely, not as an act he put up.

And so, the teen attempted his best not to chuckle, when his boyfriend dragged him from one destination to the other of something that must be the most cliché date ever. Mikado had a faint idea that the elder might have mostly used teenage girl chat forums as reference material for what to do on a date.

Izaya bought him ice cream as they strolled through the park hand in hand; they went to see a movie in a small revue cinema; and now they were sitting in an expensive looking restaurant, chatting casually as the raven tried over and over to feed him; Mikado just countering the fork presented to him and the demands of 'Say aah~' with a raised eyebrow and a deadpan look.

Still…he was really enjoying himself. He always thought it would be pretty awkward to have longer conversations with the informant; after all, an age difference of seven years as well as his innate shyness weren't so easily diminished. But surprisingly, he was proven wrong. The raven and him shared many common interests, even aside shared their love of the internet and chat rooms and their obsession with finding new entertainment and excitement.

This day, Mikado learned many new and interesting things about the elder, about his interests, his family and childhood and also, about his personality. For example, that Izaya actually was very funny. Not the cracking-lame-jokes kind of funny like Masaomi, the man simply had a nice sense of humor, slightly twisted sometimes, but Mikado liked that about the raven. He also loved how the man had a stubborn, childish side to him and he really loved the deep auburn color of the informant's eyes that almost seemed crimson like blood in this light.

And so they were eating and chatting and laughing; and from time to time Izaya would reach for his hand and cover it gently with his. By now, the raven was doing it unconsciously, but Mikado noticed how his own heart always seemed to beat twice as fast whenever their hands touched.

By the time they made their way back to the Inn, it had already become dark outside; the streets were only illuminated by the red paper lanterns of the shops and restaurants, and of course, the silver pale moon light, which was especially bright on a cloudless night as this. They had been talking before, but now both of them were silent as they walked through the streets slowly and once again, holding hands. It wasn't an awkward kind of silence though, it was nice and peaceful and intimate. The young Dollars leader noted with a small hint of satisfaction that it really was possible for him to spend time with the raven without feeling nervous or anxious. Just like with Shizuo-san, he was feeling content and at peace, but something was still different. His heart was still beating quickly in his chest whenever Izaya squeezed his hand gently or flashed him a small, playful smile; not in nervousness this time though, but in happiness.

Mikado remembered how he had wondered about what love really meant, when he had run to the train station to get to the raven in time. He had wondered if what he felt for the informant could really be called love, when it was so different from what you'd read in books or see in movies. He still wondered whether it was possible for two people to fall in love so quickly; even though it seemed like a longer time to him, it really was just a little over a week since their marriage ceremony.

No one can fall in love so quickly…right?

Was it really quickly, though? Was it really just this one week that mattered? Maybe it had been gradual after all; when they had sat in the train compartment, Mikado had confessed to the elder that he had harbored an interest in the raven for quite some time now.

We never interacted all that much though…I only saw him a few times in city, or when seeking him out for information…

That wasn't completely true, though; they had chatted. Often. Every night, in fact, sometimes for several hours. Even before he had come to Ikebukuro, even before he had learnt of Kanra-chan's real personality, they had talked a lot online, even about private and personal matters.

So yes, maybe it had been gradual after all. But of all that shouldn't really matter, because why was he trying so hard to label their relationship anyway? Neither him, nor Izaya matched society's labels anyway, so what did it matter if they were a little different, a little special…?

It doesn't matter…all that matters is that this is real, Izaya isn't rejecting me, isn't playing games with me..

((It might not be perfect, but it's all I want))

-xxx-

"So, Mikado-chan? How was that for a first date?", the raven teased playfully as they entered the Inn again. The brunette just chuckled in reply. "A little bit too much like out of a chick flick.", he joked.

"So mean!", the raven complained, once again spouting the fake childish pout that Mikado couldn't help but to find adorable.

"But I really enjoyed it.", the brunette smiled, stepping forward to wrap his arms around his boyfriend, burying his face in the man's chest. "Thank you, Izaya-kun.", he whispered quietly.

The raven pressed a gentle kiss to the top of his head in reply, returning the embrace.

"I'd do anything for my beautiful wife~", he chirped teasingly, but instead of getting flustered and angry like usual, the teen remained quiet and pressed his face closer to the informant's chest. Izaya just laughed softly, letting his arms slide lower to rest at the small of the boy's back. They remained in that position for some time, neither of them speaking a word; after a while though, the atmosphere started to slowly change. The informant could feel the brunette's small hands that had been curling in the fabric of his shirt before start to slowly slide over his back; the young gang leader nuzzling his face into the elder's chest, stretching to nestle his nose against the elder's neck, sending a small shiver down Izaya's spine.

He didn't like where this was going. Oh, who was he fooling; he liked very much where this was going.

But he really shouldn't…

Mikado started kissing the raven's neck softly, relishing how the man's body shuddered slightly when he ran his hot tongue over the informant's skin slowly. Sucking softly on the skin at the junction between the elder's neck and shoulder, Mikado let his hands slide from the man's back to his chest, pushing the taller male back gently, causing the raven to stumble and fall down on the futon already spread on the floor. Wasting no time, the teen followed his boyfriend on the floor, straddling the man's hips. He felt a slight déjà-vu from last night, as he thought to himself:

I've gotta do this right now…

Fighting down his nervousness, Mikado leant down to press his lips against Izaya's hungrily. Within seconds the raven beneath him responded eagerly, pushing his tongue past the teen's lips into his mouth without bothering to ask for permission; the informant's hands came up to cup his face and tilt it to deepen the kiss, his hot wet muscle invading and exploring every nook and cranny of the boy's mouth, even though he should already know it by heart by now, with how much they have kissed already; yet the elder always gave Mikado the feeling that it was never quite enough, that he never bored of it, and the teen loved it, loved feeling wanted like that. A labored groan escaped the brunette's throat when the man started nibbling on his lower lip, tugging at it with his teeth. Mikado's head was getting dizzy again and it was hard for him to believe that just mere minutes they had been chatting peacefully about mundane, unimportant things; because all that was in his head now was his boyfriend, lover, husband.

I want to make him as happy as he makes me…

I want to be close to him…

I want to feel him…

All these thoughts went through the teen's head as he tried to put all those sentiments into that one kiss and he really thought his feelings were getting through to the elder, until suddenly, the man pulled away from their kiss, turning his head away.

If I don't stop now..I won't be able to control myself…, Izaya thought to himself, squirming his body back slightly, because with the brunette on top of him like that, the teen's addicting scent invaded his senses, and with this position he could peek past the low-cut neckline of the loose shirt the other was wearing and the sight did nothing for his self-composure. He was the older one here, he ought to act responsible in situations like that…right?

"Sorry, Mikado…", the raven smiled weakly in apology, his crimson eyes turning up slowly to see that expression on his small lover's face drop. Mikado didn't start crying this time, but the disappointed and hurt expression on his face the boy tried desperately to hide made the informant's heart clench painfully.

"I-It's fine…", the young gang leader replied with a smile that hardly fooled the elder, his voice trembling slightly. His azure eyes were looking at the ground as the teen spoke, hands shaking on the other's chest.

"I-It's not like..I don't understand.", he started quietly, as he tried to ignore the voice in his head that kept repeating I told you, it's your fault. Because he didn't need to be told, he understood the situation just too well…it's just that he had his problems accepting it.

"I-I know that I have nothing to offer you…t-that I don't look appealing or anything…"

Izaya blinked in confusion. What was Mikado talking about?

"I'm not a girl…s-so I don't have nice curves..or anything like that…my chest is completely flat…", the teen whispered, putting a hand over his chest as he spoke, as if to prove his point.

The informant still had no idea what the brunette was talking about. How did this turn into a conversation about having breasts or not? Was it because he had been rubbing the other's chest earlier? Leave it to Mikado to interpret that as him missing something there. Why was that boy so goddamn self-conscious?!

"And even as a guy..I am a failure..", the brunette muttered, eyes still averted. "I'm not muscular or athletic or anything…"

Okay, now Izaya was really confused. "Mikado..? I don't really understand-"

Before the man could finish his question, he was interrupted by the brunette, who had raised his voice by now.

"I know all that!", the teen shouted, hands gripping the fabric of the other's shirt so hard his knuckles turned white, just to still the shaking.

"I know I'm not attractive to you..", he continued a little quieter, his voice trembling worse now. "…but don't…!"

Izaya winced slightly when the young gang leader raised his voice again; azure eyes, filled with hurt, finally meeting his gaze.

"..don't make me feel wanted, when you don't want me after all…"

The boy's last words ended in a whisper, but Izaya still understood every word of it. Was this what this was about, yet another misunderstanding? Really, Izaya had no luck today…

"You think the reason I stopped is because I don't find you attractive?", he started, a hand coming up to the teen's chin, who had averted his eyes again by now, to make him look at Izaya again. A relieved sigh unconsciously escaped the elder when the boy didn't flinch away from his touch. It wasn't all too late yet.

"I told you earlier, didn't I? I just don't want to rush you…I wouldn't want you to regret it afterwards…"

Mikado bit his lower lip, still keeping his eyes trained on the ground, not looking very convinced. "I-Is that really the reason though..? I already told you that you aren't pushing me, yet you..it's just…i-it's really hard to believe you.."

"Mikado…", the elder whispered, leaning in to press a kiss to the other's cheek, bringing his mouth close to the teen's ear.

"I love you, Mikado..", he breathed into it, feeling the brunette's face and ears heat up and a small shudder curse through his boyfriend's body. "..and to me, you are very attractive. I want you, so badly I can barely control myself when you are before me."

"L-Liar..", the teen whispered weakly in protest, but the things that Izaya kept whispering in his ear made not only his face, but his whole body heat up.

"I want to touch you everywhere, I want to feel you shudder beneath me. I want to taste you, I want to make you go so wild with pleasure until you beg me to do more. I want to be inside you. I want to fuck you, Mikado."

Mikado gasped, an excited shiver running down his spine with the dirty, vulgar things the elder was breathing hotly against his skin, the coiling in his stomach worsening.

Swallowing down the nervous lump in his throat, the teen brought his trembling hands up to the other neck, pulling the man closer as he put his own mouth against the elder's ear and whispered into it:

"Why don't you just do it then?"

Izaya shivered in excitement at hearing those words, fearing he might start bleeding out of this nose if this continued. How could someone so innocently looking be so hot?

Licking his dry lips, he searched out those mysterious azure orbs, trying to find the answer to his question in the teen's eyes.

"Are you sure about that? Once I start, I won't be able to stop myself."

The young Dollars leader met his eyes with surprising resolve, his gaze calm and steady; the bright blush on his feature the only indicator of his nervousness.

"You always say that, but nothing happens…", the brunette muttered with a small pout. "I'm not made out of glass, you know…you don't need to treat me like I'd break any second. I'm a guy like you, you don't need to go so easy on me; it doesn't matter what you want to do to me, I'll be able to handle it.", the young gang leader declared firmly, despite his blush going several shades darker at his own words. "W-We are dating now..that means I belong completely to Izaya-kun..in soul..and body…"

Mikado had to take a deep breath before he could utter the following words.

"S-So don't forget..y-you're not the only one…who wants this.."

Izaya felt his own face heat up at the brunette's words and his own heart was definitely beating faster now. He couldn't help but to think: He's..so cute!; a small smile spreading on his features, he took the boy's face in his hands and kissed him gently, yet passionately on the lips.

"So…we're going to do it?", he whispered against his lover's soft lips, feeling the teen's delicate body shudder slightly at his words.

"Y-Yeah…"

-xxx-

Well, that was what he had said, but on a sudden surge of panic, Mikado had sprung up and fled the room, with the pathetic excuse of wanting to try out the Inn's hot springs. So here he sat in the hot water and really felt like banging his head against the cold stone behind him.

Why did you do that? You're so stupid, stupid, stupid..!

Now that his desire was finally becoming reality, the young gang leader couldn't help the slight pang of panic in his chest. It wasn't that he was scared of Izaya or of what they were going to do…he was scared of messing up himself.

Why wouldn't he be? He was clumsy, shy and worst of all, completely inexperienced. Whereas he had already informed himself as to how two men had sex (just what would he do without the internet?), this was by far no guarantee that he wouldn't screw up at some point or another and ruin what had finally formed between Izaya and him.

And even though the informant had assured him earlier that he didn't find the teen unattractive…he still couldn't help but feel ashamed about the raven seeing him completely naked. He was small and skinny, he didn't have tan skin and close to no muscle mass; so what if Izaya decided he didn't want him after all?

Biting his lower lip nervously, Mikado looked down his naked chest. It was flat and unmuscular, nothing special.

…there is nothing worth touching there, really…, the brunette mused as he slid his hands over his chest. Izaya-kun still does it pretty often though..

The thought of how the man's hands felt as they slid over his skin, caressing, rubbing, teasing, made the boy's body heat up, a familiar coiling in the pit of his stomach that Mikado knew was excitement.

He would have to face the elder again eventually, but he had still hoped the hot bath would help him calm down his racing heart. Instead, he felt himself get even more riled up with every second he spend thinking about his boyfriend, even though he really tried not to; but his mind would just take him back to the raven every time. Deciding it was about time he manned up and stopped hiding from his husband and lover, the brunette got out of the water. After drying himself off, putting on his underwear and a yukata, the teen found himself standing in front of the sliding door to their room, his hand reaching out to open it, but feeling unable to move. Standing there uselessly, with his hand millimeters away from the door, the brunette stood there for some time, motionless like a statue, before finally swallowing down his nervousness and opening the door hesitantly.

Blushing darkly at seeing his lover sit cross-legged on one of their futons, smiling at him, Mikado stepped inside.

"How was the bath?", Izaya asked with a small smile, taking in the image of his flushed and flustered looking boyfriend, who really looked adorable in a yukata…

"I-It was nice…", the brunette mumbled in reply; unsure where to look or what to do, he just kept standing there, fidgeting and tugging on his sleeve nervously.

Sure, they had agreed to do it, but didn't he just totally ruin the mood with his escape earlier? The teen still wanted to do it, he wanted it very much in fact; but it wasn't like he could just go up there and pounce the raven again, now could he? What if he'd get pushed away again?

Chancing a nervous glance at the informant, Mikado felt his stomach do a backflip when his lover met his eyes with a smirk that send excited shivers down his spine and a glint in those crimson orbs that did things to his body…

Thankfully, the raven had realized the reason for the boy's hesitation, and with a small grin, he beckoned the teen to come closer.

"Come here, Mikado-chan.."

Timidly, the brunette stepped closer, sinking on his knees on the futon next to the raven. A small surprised gasp escaped the teen when Izaya pressed a gentle kiss to his lips, the man's hands coming up around his waist and pulling him into the informant's lap. The boy's nervousness dispersed soon with the familiar, soothing sensation of Izaya's lips upon his, and he soon found himself melting into the sensation, arms around the taller male's neck. A tongue invaded his mouth not long after, tasting just as sweet and intoxicating as always, slicking and pushing against his own wet muscle and making his head spin. Izaya ran his tongue over the roof of his mouth, and it really felt heavenly, the brunette soon growing bold enough to try and overpower the elder, their tongues fighting a short battle of dominance before the raven let him take control and push his tongue into the man's mouth, finally able to do some exploration himself. Mikado gave a soft whimper as he leant farther into the kiss, his hands tugging gently at Izaya's soft, obsidian hair as he played with the man's tongue, enjoying being able to taste so much of his lover.

Mikado's head was getting dizzier by the second and his knees started feeling weak; letting them give in, he leant his body weight unto the raven, which just resulted in their bodies pressing even closer together, heat radiating between them. When he finally had to break away for air, his mind flooded with the man's sweet taste and scent, he could already feel hot lips attach themselves to his neck, licking and biting in a way that made Mikado unconsciously buck his hips against the elder, as a soft gasp escaped his throat.

"A-Ahhn…!"

The raven wasn't playing fair, he was deliberately assaulting the sensitive spot just behind his ear, knowing very well that it made Mikado's heart pound fast and his body tingle and burn all over. The teen let out a heated whimper when the informant slowly laid him down on his back, looming over him with a sultry, piercing look in those ruby eyes of his and Mikado squirmed a little against the soft futon, feeling like he was about to be devoured, but wanting to be devoured too.

His clouded azure eyes met Izaya's gaze in the silvery light the full moon cast from the window and his breath hitched for a moment when the informant smiled down at him, smiled that genuine, wonderful smile of his that was reserved for Mikado and Mikado only.

Pushing himself up on his elbows, the teen met the raven's lips in a hot, demanding kiss as he tugged on the man's shirt timidly, signaling the elder that he wanted it off, and with a small chuckle, the informant complied to his request; and suddenly Mikado was feeling breathless again, because his husband's toned figure looked even more perfect in the pale moon light, and he really wanted to touch it…

Figuring it would be alright for him to touch too, Mikado started running his hands curiously over the other male's abs and chest, over his back and broad shoulders, enjoying the way the raven's muscles shifted under his touch as the informant was once again ravaging his mouth and neck, and suddenly he was nudging a knee between the teen's legs.

"Ggh-! Hnn..I-Izaya-kun…haa.."

Mikado gasped, but this time he wasn't begging the elder to stop, but rather asking him to continue, because heavens, this felt so good; the teen found himself unconsciously grinding himself against that teasing knee, but as always, it just wasn't enough.

Finally satisfied with the large hickey he had left on the small brunette's pale neck, the raven licked his lips almost predatory as he glanced down at the flushed, writhing teen beneath him. Deciding that his lover was still much too clothed, the informant slowly undid the yukata's belt, unfolding the fabric to reveal the young gang leader's wonderful body; all creamy white, impeccable skin, feeling just as soft as it looked; narrow shoulders, slim hips, a flat stomach and a chest with cute pink nipples that the elder just loved to tease…

"S-Stop staring…", the teen mumbled embarrassed, his face flushed darkly, but making no attempts to cover himself again, even with the informant's hungry gaze sliding over his exposed body.

"You're beautiful, Mikado.", the elder whispered with a small smile, leaning down to press a kiss to the boy's collarbone. "I'll say it as often as you want."

Mikado just whimpered in response, his arms flying up to cover his face, quietly muttering something that Izaya didn't quite understand, but he caught the word 'embarrassing'.

Snickering mischievously, the elder continued his journey across the teen's body, kissing and licking every patch of skin as he worked his way down, leaving love bites on the boy's unmarred skin now and then, proof that the young Dollars leader belonged him and only him. When he ran his hot tongue over the small nub on the boy's chest, the brunette responded with an uncharacteristically loud gasp, arching his back as the raven sucked and nibbled on the nipple until it was erect, while teasing the other with his hand, rubbing and slightly groping the boy's chest, pleased with the desperate moans and whimpers the teen let out, squirming and grinding his forming erection against the elder's knee.

Mikado felt like he was losing his mind again, his vision was spinning so much, so just as earlier that day, he just closed his eyes and let himself get washed away by the pleasure assaulting his body. He still felt embarrassed about letting his voice out, because when the informant was teasing him like that, he always let out such strange, girly voice, but it seemed to spur Izaya on, and the teen really wanted the elder to know he was enjoying this.

Well, he was enjoying this, but this amount of teasing was really bordering on torture…

"G-gaah..hhn..Iza..Izaya-kun…please..!", he almost whined when the raven bit down on his nipple and tugged at it with his teeth; the elder gave it one last strong suck before planting a trail of kisses down the brunette's stomach. Mikado's breath hitched when the he elder arrived at the waistband of his boxer-briefs, the man's breath tingling on his skin and making his erection twitch in excitement. Opening his eyes slowly, he saw the raven smirk up at him with a devilish glint in his eyes, and the teen's heart was pounding like crazy in his chest suddenly, an excited shiver cursing through his body.

"Let's continue where we left off this morning, shall we~?", Izaya grinned mischievously, flashing his white canines, before tugging at the waistband with his teeth, slowly dragging the underwear down to reveal the boy's straining erection. The informant licked his lips hungrily when he saw the red flushed length spring up, bending towards the boy's stomach. Using his hands to slip the teen's underwear off completely and throw it aside, Izaya lied down on his stomach between the brunette's spread legs, letting his hot breath ghost over the teen's erection.

A small whimper escaped Mikado's throat as he looked down at his boyfriend; the brunette's face was flushed darkly and he was trembling in suppressed desire and excitement, clasping a hand over his mouth because he knew he would definitely cry out loudly if the informant was really going to do what the teen thought he was about to do..-!

Keeping the brunette's blue eyes locked with his heated, piercing gaze, the informant leant down and teasingly slow, he dragged his hot tongue across the underside of the boy's erection.

Mikado's vision went white at the action; squeezing his eyes shut he gasped into his hand, back arching as a tingle ran down his spine and a spark of pleasure shot to his groin. Was something as embarrassing and dirty as this really supposed to feel that good?

The brunette continued to whimper and writhe in pleasure as the raven dragged his tongue across the length of his erection again before closing his lips around the sensitive head and sucking slightly. The teen's eyes flew open as he stifled a pleasure-filled cry with his fist, his back arching and toes curling when Izaya started taking more and more of his member into his mouth. The raven's hands rested on the teen's slim hips to keep his squirming body in place as he took his sweet time sucking the smaller male off, always pulling away when he felt the brunette was close, giving the boy a couple seconds time to recover before starting his assault again. It wasn't like he was trying to be cruel or anything; he knew the young gang leader actually enjoyed getting teased like this and he wanted to keep the teen in a state of lust-driven pleasure as much as possible so he didn't even get the chance to worry about pointless things again or feel nervous about what they were about to do.

Somewhere along the way Mikado had given up trying to muffle his pleasure filled cries; the hot, wet suction on his raging erection feeling so good the teen was sure he was going to go insane. The brunette called out his lover's name again and again desperately, begging the man to let him come already, because he couldn't take anymore, he would do anything..!

When the informant finally deemed he had enough teasing, the brunette was panting like a dog in heat, hands gripping the sheets until his knuckles turned white and small tears of restrain in the corners of his eyes.

"Please Izaya-kun…let me come…please.."

He begged desperately, and with a small smirk the elder put the brunette's hard, pulsing erection in his mouth again, sucking strongly with the flat of his tongue pressing and rubbing against the underside, while he played with the boy's testicles with his hand, feeling the teen getting pushed over the edge, his body tensing; being unable to turn his hips away as they were pinned in place by the raven's strong hands, the boy released his seed in the informant's mouth with a desperate whine of "I-Izaa..yaa-kunnn….!", the elder swallowing the hot sticky liquid readily, sucking up even the last bit of it, before removing his mouth from the brunette's member with a wet 'pop'.

Mikado's chest heaved with heavy, labored breaths as he tried to recover from the intense orgasm, eyes glazed over and body trembling slightly. He was feeling so dizzy and there was this comfortable warmth and heaviness spreading in his body and limbs, but he couldn't fall asleep now, because he knew Izaya wasn't done with him yet, and was what to follow next would finally, hopefully bring his lover some pleasure too; this thought alone made excitement flutter up in the boy's chest again, as he bit his lower lip, flashing the elder a lustful, sultry look.

"Are you ready for the next step, Mikado?"

, the elder purred against the skin of his thigh and the silken huskiness of the man's voice made desire well up anew in the teen's body; too timid and exhausted to say something, the brunette just nodded shyly, his clouded azure eyes never leaving his husband's mesmerizing face.

Straightening up from his position between the young gang leader's legs, the raven sat up and, seemingly out of nowhere, produced a small bottle.

"W-What's that..?", Mikado inquired curiously, pushing himself up to his elbows to take a better look at it. It looked just like..some kind of lotion?

"It's lube.", the elder replied nonchalantly as he popped the bottle's cap open. "I got it while you were in the hot springs."

L-Lube..? If he remembered correctly what he had read on the internet, that must be for preparation, right?

Hating himself for how weak and pathetic he sounded, but being unable to conquer his anxiousness, the brunette asked timidly:

"I-Is..is it going to..hurt..?"

Sensing how nervous his boyfriend was getting, the informant gave the smaller male a reassuring smile, crawling up to him to press a short gentle kiss to the boy's lips.

"Don't worry.", Izaya whispered, looking deep into the teen's eyes in an attempt to disperse the other's worries. "I will do my best to make this as easy on you as possible, okay?"

Mikado actually felt his heart skip a beat or two at the raven's words, once again feeling like the man's gaze was reaching down to the very depths of his soul when he was looking at him that intensely. By now, he had been already put in many situations that made him feel very exposed and vulnerable, and yet Izaya had still managed to make it a pleasurable experience for him. He had lowered his guard around the elder, and yet the raven hadn't taken advantage of the situation, hadn't tried to hurt the teen or make fun of his feelings. After all this time of doubting and mistrusting the informant, Mikado could really tell that the other was trying his hardest to earn his trust. It was about time he gave something in return, time to have faith in the raven.

So what if what was going to follow now was going to be embarrassing? So what if it was going to hurt a little? Didn't he himself declare to the elder earlier that he would be able handle anything? Now was the time to live up to his words.

His voice still trembling slightly, but with firm resolve in his eyes, the brunette responded.

"O-Okay." A deep breath, a nervous lick of lips. "W-What should I do..?"

Izaya just smiled in response, trying to ignore the way his own heart beat just a little faster at having the young Dollars leader trust him so blindly.

"For now, just turn on your stomach and raise your hips. In this position it will be easier for you to stay relaxed."

S-such an embarrassing position..!

Mikado swallowed hard, ignoring the hard thumping of his heart and the heat rising to his cheeks as he turned on his stomach. Not being able to see what Izaya was doing was somehow unsettling, but he had decided he would trust the elder, so he had to put up with this somehow. A small surprised gasp escaped him when the informant pressed a kiss on his naked back between his shoulder blades. He had to bury his overheated face in the pillow when Izaya gently took a hold of his hips and lifted them, until he was more or less kneeling on the futon with his rear in the air.

…I-I'm definitely gonna die of humiliation…ahh, I hope he isn't looking..!

Mikado's heart just kept beating faster and faster, his pulse racing and suddenly the force of his inexperience hit him fully. When he was kissing Izaya it was always so easy to get lost in the sensation and not think about anything but the pleasure, but now that they were going so slowly, so thorough about this, he was starting to panic. He was more or less clueless when it came to sex, and not really knowing what was awaiting him left him feeling embarrassed, anxious and vulnerable. He didn't even realize the pathetic whimper he let out against the pillow, but suddenly he felt the informant's body heat against his back as the elder leant over him, whispering sweet words of encouragement in his ear as he stroked his back gently; slowly, the brunette felt himself relaxing again, eyes closing and breath going more steady than before.

"I-I'm fine now, Izaya-kun..s-so..you can continue.", he mumbled against the pillow timidly, gripping the sheets with his fingers just a little tighter in anticipation of what was coming, despite his words.

Mikado felt another kiss being pressed to his back, before to heard the informant pick up the bottle again, squirting out some of the liquid; when he didn't feel anything for a few seconds, he figured the other was warming the lube between his fingers first. And really, suddenly there was a warm, wet sensation against his backside, two of the informant's lube-slicked fingers sliding between his buttocks and rubbing at his entrance teasingly. The foreign sensation made the teen squirm slightly in his position. Sure, Izaya had already put a finger inside him on an earlier occasion, when they had been in that school corridor, but it had more been the roughness of the action coupled with the alien feeling of being touched in a formerly unexplored area that had pushed the boy over the edge that time.

This time was different; it felt weird being rubbed there, the strange lubrication liquid heating up quickly and leaving a hot, tingling sensation on his skin. Combined with how the raven's fingertips were circling and probing at his entrance, it caused a whole different kind of excitement to spread in the pit of the brunette's stomach, a kind of impatient anticipation.

An almost annoyed sounding whine of "Izayaaa-kunn..!" signaled the informant to start inserting his fingers already. Giving his quiet, melodious chuckle, Izaya slowly slipped the tip of his index finger past the first ring of muscle, feeling a small shudder curse through his small boyfriend's body. Due to the brunette keeping his body relaxed for now and the lubrication coating his finger, the informant could slide the first digit in completely without much resistance. It was only when he had buried the finger in the hot tightness of the brunette that he felt the teen clench around him slightly, squirming his body around again as he tried to get used to the new sensation of this foreign intrusion. Feeling a bit mischievous, Izaya suddenly crooked his finger slightly, pulling it out a bit before thrusting it back in deeper.

"A-Ahh..!", the brunette gasped in surprise, arching his back the slightest bit.

"Izaya-kun..that feels weird…", the young gang leader complained breathily, turning his head to peek at his grinning lover.

"Weird, eh?", Izaya just teased in reply, slowly retracting his finger, before pressing it in again together with his middle finger this time. The width of two fingers created a little more resistance this time and the elder could only inch the digits in slowly, hearing the brunette whimper adorably as his insides were getting stretched bit by bit.

Instead of shoving them in one swift motion, the informant always retracted the digits just a bit before pushing them back in, knowing that the constant friction against his insides was slowly having its effect on his small lover, as the boy's breath started to become heavier again.

Mikado's neck started to hurt from trying to watch the informant's action all the time, so he simply rested his cheek against the soft sheets, closing his eyes again as a strange sensation started to spread in his insides and all through his body. Izaya had finally pushed his fingers inside him all the way, but the way the digits were moving around inside him, curling against his soft inner walls, spreading him with slow scissoring motions, it all just felt so..strange.

He couldn't really find any other word to describe the feeling, it was just so unlike anything he had experienced before. At first the foreign intrusion had felt a bit uncomfortable, but soon the teen couldn't concentrate on anything but the heat he was feeling in his insides, the friction and this tingling, a strange burning that made him want the elder to push his fingers just a little rougher into him. Mikado unconsciously pushed his hips back against the raven's fingers impatiently, but the man just pulled his fingers out of him and the brunette couldn't stop himself from letting out a needy whine at the loss, which was just met with a small snicker in return before the fingers pressed into him again, but this time it was three fingers and they stretched him just a little bit too far, a faint pain added to the mix of sensations as they inched into him slowly, shallowly thrusting in and out again, before pushing deeper, stretching him farther. Mikado felt his member come to life again, twitching in lust when the informant's long fingers were finally buried inside him completely, remaining motionless for a while to give the teen's body the chance to adapt to the new level of girth.

But this alone wouldn't do, Mikado's insides were burning and tingling and hurting just a bit, but it wasn't enough, this hard, deep intrusion just being inside him and not moving was far from satisfying. Letting out an impatient noise, the brunette pushed his hips back, wanting the informant to do something with those fingers inside him, because his body had grown much too hot during all this slow preparation and now it was craving something…

And then Izaya started pulling his fingers out, teasing slow, before thrusting them back in hard, drawing a startled moan-gasp from the young gang leader.

"A-Again..", he whimpered desperately, turning his neck again to look at the informant. "Do that again..!", he begged.

"Ah, did that feel good, Mikado-chan~?", Izaya purred with a smirk, switching to the affectionate suffix like he often did in those situations. His grin widened slightly as he retracted his fingers almost completely.

"Do you want me to make you feel even better?", he crooned, before suddenly jamming his fingers back into the brunette, this time aiming for the spot that would make the young teen see stars.

Mikado gasped out loudly, his back arching as Izaya jabbed his prostate gland spot-on, making his vision blank out while white, hot searing pleasure rushed through his body, returning his slowly waking member to full hardness. The young Dollars leader need some moments to return from the height of this overwhelming sensation, his heart racing at an incredible pace in his chest as his shoulders heaved with fast breaths.

…w-what was that..?

He wanted to ask the elder, but at the moment there were more pressing matters on his mind, for example how he could get the raven to do it again..! But all of a sudden Izaya withdrew his fingers completely from within him, the wonderful friction gone and leaving a feeling of emptiness.

Swallowing hard, Mikado tried hard to collect his thoughts again and because what was going to follow now, would be…

"Are you ready to go further?", Izaya asked him, a hand gently stroking his back in a soothing manner.

Mikado had to get his thoughts in order now and ignore the aching desire ravaging his body right now for a bit, because he didn't want to be the only one getting to feel good again. And if the informant still was collected enough to constantly worry about his well-being, it meant Mikado still had some work left to do!

"W-wait…", he muttered, pushing himself up with shaking arms, his head still spinning and his heart racing.

"Do you want to stop?", the informant asked, nothing but concern for his small boyfriend in his voice and it just confirmed the brunette in his resolve, as he turned around to face the elder, knowing that he must look like a mess right now, but wanting the raven to look like that too.

"T-That's not it…", he whispered huskily, his lust-fogged blue eyes sliding over his lover's puzzled expression, down the man's smoking hot body until they came to rest at the obvious bulge in the raven's pants. Licking his lips slowly, the teen shuffled closer to the informant, putting his trembling fingers to work on the elder's belt, somehow managing to undo it.

"What are you doing, Mikado?", the raven asked, trying to sound unaffected, but his voice turned just a bit huskier.

Glancing up shyly at the informant's crimson eyes, Mikado whispered breathily:

"Let me do something for you too…"

Izaya felt his erection go even harder at those words, a deep groan escaping his throat when his boyfriend's small hands slowly undid the button and zipper on his trouser, trembling fingers tugging them down together with his underwear to finally free the raven's straining erection.

The informant's breath quickened slightly when he handed the brunette the bottle of lube with a small smirk. A shiver cursed through his body when the boy squeezed some of the liquid on his hands and wrapped them around the elder's erection then. Feeling his lover's small hands pump his aching erection with unexperienced, slightly clumsy motions was amazing, but what really got the raven worked up was watching the brunette's face as he did it. The teen's face was still flushed darkly, his dark locks slightly damp with sweat, his ocean blue eyes were glowing with lust, the desire coloring them a slighter darker shade than usual that looked almost forbiddingly lascivious; and the way the young gang leader's brow was furrowing in concentration and he was biting down on his plump lower lip…

"That's…enough, Mikado..", Izaya breathed out hoarsely, just wanting to pin his boyfriend down on the sheets and fuck him senseless until he would be screaming the raven's name…

Mikado was at his limit too, though; this small interval didn't help his raging erection calm down in the slightest, if anything it got even harder with the sensation of the thick, hot hardness of his husband's erection, slick with lube, against his palms, and the teen's insides were twitching and burning in anticipation of that going to enter him…

"Get..on your hands and knees..", the elder instructed, trying to calm the desire blazing through his body by trying to concentrate on soothing his boyfriend, because he could not allow himself to hurt the fragile brunette by going to rashly about this.

When the boy had complied with his request, he stroked the teen's back soothingly as he positioned his straining erection at the boy's entrance, the hard tip prodding at the puckered hole.

"Are you ready..?", he whispered, but Mikado just whimpered impatiently, pushing his hips back against his hard length, causing the elder to let out a stifled groan at the action.

"J-Just put it in already…please…", the teen begged; the urge to feel the elder finally inside him was overwhelming.

Without another word, the informant placed his hands on the teen's slim hips and started pushing in slowly, causing the brunette to gasp and tremble as the elder's hard erection buried inside him torturously slow.

Mikado felt his inner walls burn and string with the friction as the was stretched much farther than with those three fingers, and it really did hurt quite a bit, but he didn't want the raven to stop, so he just bit down on his wrist to stifle his whimpers as he lowered himself on his elbows again. The sensation of being impaled so teasingly slow, the scorching heat and the sheer hardness of the erection pressing inside him made his head spin, much worse than before and his body was heating up, it was so hot, so hot, he felt like the was burning up from the inside..!

"A-Ahhn..hhn.."

And the other's length was still inching inside him, the pain from being stretched out so much was slowly numbing him, and that hard, thick intrusion was just pressing deeper into him, so deep it was almost uncomfortable, and then, finally, all of it was buried inside him.

Mikado didn't even realize he stopped breathing halfway through, his breathing was hard and labored and sweat was running down his temples. The teen forced himself to relax, arching his back a bit to ease the hard pressure in his insides.

"Are you okay, Mikado..?", Izaya whispered concerned, noticing how hard the smaller male's shoulders were heaving and how his body was trembling.

"I-Im..fine..", the brunette forced out, taking a deep shaky breath. "J-just..give me a second.."

The teen closed his eyes, concentrating on easing his breathing; the elder's hand which was rubbing the small of his back in soothing circles as well as the raven's silky voice whispering sweetly to him helping him to finally relax. After a while, the pain in his insides started to subside and was instead replaced with another sensation, a hot throbbing that made heat pool in the boy's stomach and groin, spreading all the way to his limbs and causing him to let out a heated moan.

"Haaa…ghn..I-Izaya-kun…", the young Dollars leader panted, barely able to keep his eyes open as desire raked through his body, sending it ablaze.

"P-please…y-you can..move now..haa.."

Mikado bit down hard on his lower lip when he felt the elder slowly pull out, the friction against his inner walls heavenly and torturous at the same time, his hands gripping the sheets in preparation for what was coming next. A pleasure filled cry escaped the boy's lips when the informant thrust back in without warning, a spark of pleasure mixed with slight pain shooting up his spine, making him shiver hard.

Moan's spilled from Mikado's mouth when the raven repeated the action, again and again, building up a slow and steady rhythm that rocked the teen's body slowly and made waves of pleasure wash over him.

"Aahhnnn…haa…I-Iza..hn…ya…h-ha..harder…please…", he gasped desperately against the sheets, his body burning, his mind a mess; he just wanted Izaya to mess him up more, wanted to feel the other male more intensely, even deeper inside him..!

And Izaya fulfilled his wish, his grip on the brunette's hips tightening as he pulled out almost completely, before slamming back in hard, stabbing the boy's prostate once more, making the young gang leader call out his name.

"I-Iza..ya-kunn…aagh.. ohh g-goddd..a-again…", Mikado couldn't help but beg, saliva slowly dripping from his parted lips as he moaned loudly and shameless, but it all didn't matter anymore, because he was feeling so insanely good right now, Izaya's hard, deep thrusts making his vision go white repeated, pleasure cursing through his body like electricity, sending his body into over-drive…

Mikado felt Izaya's hot chest press against his back as the man picked up his pace, pounding into him fast as he pressed kisses to his nape, the elder's large hands covering his and entwining their fingers and the feeling of the wedding rings on their fingers clacking against each other as his body was rocked with their passionate love-making, it was driving him insane, he felt so close to the raven that he wanted this moment to never end, chanting his husband's name in his thoughts over and over…

Izaya-kun…Izaya-kun…Izaya-kun…I love you…

And suddenly Izaya stopped. Mikado's pleasure-clouded mind took some moment to catch on, suppressing a whine when the wonderful sensation stopped all of a sudden. Turning his head to look at the informant with lust-fogged eyes, the teen noticed the shocked expression on the raven's face, crimson eyes burning into him with never before seen intensity, as the informant whispered breathlessly:

"Say that again."

Only then Mikado realized he had spoken his thoughts out aloud.

I love you.

Izaya had heard him say that..!

Flushing an impossible shade of red, the teen turned his head away, almost squeaking the following words:

"J-Just..f-forget I said that…!"

Suddenly sounding impossibly happy, the raven let out a breathy laugh, before pulling out of the brunette and flipping the boy unto his back, thrusting back in without a warning, causing the teen to arch his back with a loud gasp.

"As if I could forget something like that. Come on, please say it again~!", Izaya chirped with a broad grin, thrusting into his flustered boyfriend with even more vigor than before. Mikado thrashed and writhed in pleasure beneath the raven, unable to contain the moans and gasps escaping his throat, the pleasure wrecking his body so intense he felt himself close to sobbing, with his prostate being abused mercilessly like that. The coiling in his stomach was getting unbearable by now, his erection was straining and leaking with pre-come, his heart thrumming fast in his chest, but Izaya just kept pounding into him hard, pinning the boy's hands down on the mattress with his, entwining their fingers once more, squeezing his lover's small hands with every hard thrust as he kept whispering into the brunette's ear, sweet pleas to repeat those words once more, but Mikado was already much too far gone to respond, and with a few more hard thrusts the teen was pushed over the edge.

Mikado cried out his husband's name loudly as his orgasm hit him hard, washing over his body and making his mind go completely blank, his body trembling and twitching all over with the mind-numbing pleasure, his insides clenching and squeezing down on the raven's erection hard as semen spurt from his own member in white sticky ribbons on his stomach.

In the middle of his climax induced high he could feel Izaya kiss him deeply, his tongue only weakly responding to the other's coaxing, the informant riding out the teen's blissful orgasm with a few more hard thrusts, before releasing his hot seed deep inside the brunette; the sensation of being filled up like that made Mikado whimper weakly, his eyes almost rolling back as a shiver ran through his body.

The young gang leader gasped for air when the informant broke away from their kiss and pulled out of his abused entrance slowly; the sensation of semen slowly seeping out and trickling down his thighs was slightly uncomfortable, but right now, Mikado could barely care less.

He wrapped his arms around the raven as soon as the man collapsed on the futon next to him exhausted, both of them having to catch their breath. With a small, tired chuckle, Izaya returned the other's embrace, pulling the smaller male close to his chest, pressing a kiss into the boy's dark, sweat-damp locks.

"I love you.", he whispered against the teen's scalp, his voice so heavy with emotion he was surprised at himself. Izaya could feel his small boyfriend bury his flushed face against the raven's naked chest, and suddenly the informant's heart started to race when the brunette moved his lips against his skin, as he whispered back:

"I love you too."

tbc

Once again, sorry for the somewhat awkward writing, I had my troubles with this chapter; I hope it's still somewhat to your liking!

Finally the long awaited lemon! I would have put a warning at the beginning, but I didn't want to spoil, and anyone who doesn't expect some hot guy-on-guy loving on a M-Rated yaoi story (especially when it's written by me, the queen of oops-forgot-the-plot-had-to-write-smut) is at fault themselves, hehe

This story is actually drawing to a close, people! Only one or two more chapters to go..I'm actually feeling a bit sentimental about this :'(

But don't worry, I promise something surprising ;) even though I never actually plan any plot up ahead, I've already had the end for this fic planned out for a long time…

A small annotation to this chapter:

*I couldn't help but cross-reference another fic of mine here, haha! Even though those two stories play in different universes, I took the liberty to use Izaya's childhood as I depict it in Unmei no Natsu - Summer of Destiny, though I haven't published that chapter yet! See it as a sneak peak for the ones who read UnN, tehee~

My next projects are the next chapter for Unmei no Natsu, another chapter for The Consequences Of Hangovers, One-Night-Stands and Broken Hearts, a small request fic (involving some yandere power bottom Mikado and a tsundere passive top Izaya) and a collection of short stories I want to write. Considering my update schedule, expect something new to read by Febuary 2065…

Once again, many many many many thanks and kisses to MentalHope-san and an apology for the failed fluff/smut in this chapter.

And also, happy new year everyone!

Peach-Scented Love Letters and Heart-Shaped Chocolate Pralines,
KnuxadowManiac~