Waking up was a lot harder than usual for Izaya. He's normally up well before the sun preferring to have an edge on the day. But it appears the day will be kicking his ass in return today…literally.

It took a minute to pinpoint the worst area, but it was most definitely his ass. His lower back was a ferocious runner up, but his ass had a horrid burning that was coming from within his body that was nearly unbearable. What the hell had he been doing last night?

The answer came in the form of a shift in his bed sheet that was not caused by him. Gingerly, Izaya rolled himself over to see a very blonde head drooling on his spare pillow. Said blonde head was also connected to a very naked body. Now this wasn't exactly new, Shizu-chan has been naked before him plenty of times, but he's never graced the inside of his bed, or any bed that Izaya used. Izaya realized that he's actually never been in a bed with Shizu-chan…ever…

So anyway you can imagine his slight shock at seeing his mortal fuckbuddy enemy sprawled comfortably in his bed. A few minutes passed with Izaya just staring at Shizuo trying to process that 'yes he is in my bed' and that 'yes the burning in my ass is no doubt an after effect of having his dick shoved up my there.' This was all very strange for Izaya. He had never been so…consumed by Shizuo before, but for some reason, last night, he had completely lost himself. For God's sake he almost couldn't remember the whole night. He remembered trashing his work area and nearly being forced into a dry orgasm (which that arrogant bastard is going to pay for) and then nothing until the broken memories of being awoken in his bed and then being made a mess of again and again by the brute next to him.

'Seriously Shizu-chan how the hell can you have such a crazy libido?'

Izaya was half tempted to try kicking the bastard straight off the bed, but even the slightest movement reminded him why that would not be a good idea. Groaning at the frustratingly bizarre situation, Izaya was left to ponder what the hell he should do now. Besides obviously not getting out of bed, what was he going to do with Shizuo? Last night was the first night that they had been so…everything.

Usually, their little trysts were rather violent or sometimes emotionless. But this time they were all over the map. Some of their joinings were fast and rough and then right after they would take their time with each other. It was almost if they were unconsciously trying to learn the other; cataloging away the little spots that drove the other to edge or just left them overly sensitive.

Their mouths were certainly much more active last night. Their lips were usually reserved for sucking the other dry or throwing every insult, slander, and sarcastic remark that they could muster without sounding like idiots. Izaya certainly found out that Shizuo's mouth was capable of muchmore, but he had no idea if that was a good thing or not. Surprisingly enough, the beast was an amazing kisser. His mouth was just the tiniest bit larger than Izaya's making each kiss feel like Izaya was being thoroughly taken in. And of course there's his tongue; his sinfully delightful tongue that seemed to know its way around Izaya's mouth and body as if it had a freakin' GPS. It really was a wonder how the best sex in his life was with the one man he had sworn to destroy. 'The irony…'

Still to be determined was where they were going from here. It was possible that this past night won't affect anything and they just add making out to their sensual sessions, but it was just all so…weird. It was fuckin' weird ok? Izaya was floundering for the first time in his life and he had no fucking clue what to do. And the fact that he didn't was not sitting well with him.

"You're thinking too much."

Startled, Izaya's head whipped to his left. Low and behold, Ikebukoro's monster was stretching like a damned cat as he yawned with the likeness of a lion. Now that Izaya thinks about it, he does look like a lion; a very loud, dicky lion.

"Excuse me?" there really wasn't anything else Izaya could say. His usual mental capabilities were for shit this morning.

"The suns hardly up and you look like you're weighing the options to start a war or not." 'That's kind of ironic…'

"Unlike some of us Shizu-chan, others do try to understand the implications of certain situations." The beast turned his head to face him, sleep still slipping from his eyes.

"Implications? Of our situation?" Izaya had to control his expressions very quickly as to not let Shizuo see just how right he was. When the hell did this protozoan start forming rational thoughts?!

"Our situation? And what exactly is our situation? Don't tell me you've been thinking about me Shizu-chan?" Izaya felt a little better as his antics started to act up. There wasn't a lot of normality goin' on today and he sure as hades needed some.

"Our situation Izaya, happens to be that I am affecting you much more than you would like." Izaya froze, teasing expression in place, his body not even moving an inch. He felt like he had just shot himself in the head when Shizuo's provocative expression turned into a full on smirk, victory in his amber eyes.

"Oh? Did I hit a little too close to home?" the same strange, drug-induced obedience fell over Izaya, like it had the night before, and only allowed him to watch as Shizuo moved over him, straddling his hips, hands framing his head.

"You know Izaya," Shizuo dropped his hips, gently rubbing their man-hoods together, "I have to say, I could've become addicted to you last night had you moaned my name even a minute longer." Izaya grabbed onto Shizuo's waist without a thought, nails digging in and his eyes clenching to try to will away the pleasure that was being forced up him.

"What mm-hakes you think…you aren't alr-heady?" Izaya's voice was already breathless even though his member was just starting to rise. Dear god, what the fuck was wrong with him?

Suddenly Shizuo stilled, his head swooped down and then a deep, raspy voice violated his ear, "Because I can do this…"

Izaya's lips were taken forcefully. Shizuo's hips simultaneously started a brutal pace of thrusting and grinding that shot Izaya's internal temperature through the roof. Within a few humiliating seconds Izaya was moaning and gasping against Shizuo's lips the tidal wave of pleasure was so quick.

Izaya was ready to cum. His member was painfully hard and a violent heat was tickling his groin and thighs. That's when Shizuo leaned down again, "I'll see you later, Iza-chan." Izaya's eyes shot open. He stared at Shizuo in complete shock and horror as the man gathered his stray clothes off the floor, gave him the most devilish smirk in history, and walked right out his bedroom door. Izaya listened to him walk down the hall, trot down the stairs, and slam the front door shut. He couldn't even contemplate the fact that he must've worked magic to put his clothes on that fast.

He looked down at his member, the swollen organ an angry red with pre-cum leaking from the slit, and back at his bedroom door.

"SHHHHIIIIZUUOOOOO! I'm going to KILL YOU, YOU MOTHERFUCKEEERRRRRRR!"

It's a good thing he didn't have neighbors.