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works/10740804.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Durarara!!
  Relationship:
      Ryuugamine_Mikado/Orihara_Izaya/Kuronuma_Aoba
  Character:
      Orihara_Izaya, Ryuugamine_Mikado, Kuronuma_Aoba
  Additional Tags:
      Fire_Sandwich, Boss_Ryuugamine_Mikado, Present_Tense, Dubious_Consent,
      Porn_with_Feelings, that_are_quite_complicated
  Series:
      Part 5 of Aoba_FTW
  Stats:
      Published: 2010-07-04 Words: 1096
****** Sputnik's Fall ******
by veivei
Summary
     They're vengeful little creatures that make love to him today and
     will laugh at his grave tomorrow, wondering how they should split the
     void left over by his influence between the two of them.
     And that's precisely the reason why Izaya puts up with them at all.
Notes
     An old fic from the DRRR Kink Meme. Backdated.
"I'm not sure if..." Mikado stutters. It's not an act. Mikado doesn't feign his
near-constant embarrassment. There are simply times when it disappears.
"We're sure." Aoba assures him, smiling up at him even as his nose nudges
Mikado's length playfully. The Raira uniform on him is crumpled and will
require some care before it's presentable again for school the next day. Mikado
worries. About Aoba's uniform and about his sanity.
Aoba goes down on him. It's not Mikado's first blowjob. But Kida went about
things differently. More tongue, less throat. Definitely less throat. Mikado
dies when Izaya's hand pushes Aoba's head down his length in one rough motion,
gag reflex be damned. The sound isn't very pleasant but Mikado can't hear it.
He's reborn once Aoba swallows everything. Izaya is looking him in the eye with
an aloof smile on his face.
"Teenagers. So easy to work up."
Mikado thinks it sounds like a challenge. He's panting a little bit. But he's
way more relaxed now than he was in the beginning. Aoba complains about the
abuse of his throat. Izaya pushes him to the floor, holds his head down with
one hand so he can no longer talk and takes his pants off with the other.
Mikado can see how much they hate each other. He feels hated by neither though.
"Orihara-san... maybe you..." He doesn't really know what to say.
Izaya smiles at him gleefully. His fingers disappear inside Aoba's body in a
frantic rhythm that makes the boy pant. Mikado has never heard him utter such
sounds before. He can't help but touch himself, bringing himself back to the
erect state.
"Mikado-senpai..." For some reason it's his name that Aoba moans.
Aoba likes Mikado much better than he does Izaya. Mikado is cute and flustered
and does what he wants him to do. In a way.
Izaya is a force that ruins his life. He hates him so much it's twisted into a
sick fascination that has landed him right here and right now. On all fours,
with Izaya's fingers up his ass. Aoba knows Izaya is looking at Mikado too. But
Mikado is looking him in the eye. Maybe because his facial expressions are more
interesting as he's penetrated. But maybe because he likes him better too. That
would have made Aoba's day.
"You can do something to him, too." Izaya graciously offers more so than
suggests. Aoba feels treated like Izaya's property and even as a part of him
wants to protest, violently, another part of him moans.
It's a testament to Izaya's weakness that he's here with them. And Aoba enjoys
that. Because every weakness can be exploited. Too bad Izaya's affection for
Mikado is off limits as a means to hurt him. Aoba likes Mikado too much for
that himself.
He's elated when an hesitant hand touches his erection. He looks Mikado in the
eye, now from up close. All Mikado can see is Aoba. It's a pleasant feeling. He
leans in for a kiss. It only lasts a few seconds, their tongues barely
brushing, before Izaya yanks Aoba's head back in a painful tug. Part of Aoba is
very angry but another part enjoys Izaya's possessiveness.
Sometimes Aoba doesn't understand himself. Sometimes he doesn't understand
what's going on around him. Sometimes he's stabbed by a pen even though he
hasn't planned it and sometimes he has sex with his worst enemy and he doesn't
know why.
He gasps as the fingers inside him are replaced by Izaya's length. But he likes
how Mikado's eyes widen in sync with his when that happens. He wants another
kiss.
His heart twists itself in painful knots inside his chest when Mikado kisses
Izaya instead.
It's such a peculiar situation. So many complicated human relations on display.
Izaya enjoys himself more so than he should. Mikado instigates the kiss as his
perpetually embarrassed self, timidly, as if Izaya was a middle school girl,
but ends it with a bruising force and nails digging painfully in Izaya's arms
through his shirt. The humans involved are quite special as well.
It's so decadent to fuck two teenage boys. It's true Izaya's doing that to fuck
with their minds. It's his first objective. But the fun they provide is of
quite a unique flavor and he can't help but like it as well.
Mikado's hand must be painful on Aoba's length now. The smaller boy is moaning
like a whore. Izaya angles his thrusts, giving it more thought now that Mikado
isn't messing with his wits by kissing him in that violent way Shizuo has never
kissed him despite years of longing. Aoba comes after his prostate is nudged a
few times. Izaya doesn't withdraw.
He braces himself for the pain by biting down on Aoba's shoulder. Mikado is
awkwardly inconsiderate when he strips him of his pants and starts stretching
him. But it only serves as a reminder he's a teenage boy and knows nothing and
never had this done to himself. Unless Masaomi...
The trail of Izaya's thoughts is interrupted when he's pushed deep into the
constricting body below him by the first thrust. It fucking hurts. But he can
stand it. When he finally manages to seduce Shizuo it will hurt as well but he
will be elated about that.
Izaya wonders what is Mikado thinking being on top of the two of them. Is he
thinking he has control in this situation or beyond it? Are there really some
aces up his sleeve that would let him turn the tables on him and Aoba in the
end? It's a distant possibility Izaya considers.
Mikado doesn't last long. He's a teenage boy after all. By the time he finishes
Aoba comes again and his clenching tightness combined with Mikado's seed
milking Izaya's own insides is likewise too much to handle.
Afterward comes his favorite moment. The two pretty teenage boys linger in his
lap even as he sits up to do some work. It makes him feel as if he owned them.
And he has to admit if there was a way, he would've made them his property and
played with them whenever he wanted. Maybe his need for the rest of humanity
would have been alleviated simply by having these two.
But that's impossible. They're vengeful little creatures that make love to him
today and will laugh at his grave tomorrow, wondering how they should split the
void left over by his influence between the two of them.
And that's precisely the reason why Izaya puts up with them at all.
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