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You wipe your forehead and grin as you finish straightening the last teddy bear on the shelf. You step off the step ladder and run a hand through your hair, taking a look around the department store toy section you work at. It’s the day before Christmas Eve and you’re busy unboxing the last shipment of toys for customers to buy first thing in the morning.

You check the time on your phone and sigh tiredly when you see that its 10:00 p.m. “Well I should get going home. My shift ended two hours ago but my damn boss likes keeping me late,” you mutter under your breath as you put the step ladder away.

“Ah [name] good to see that you’re finished unpacking. The toys look great; they’ll all be sold the minute we open the door tomorrow.” Your boss, a short, fat, bald man walks up to you and wipes his face with a rag. “I’m going home now but I need you to lock up.” He pulls out a small ring of keys and drops them in your hand.

“But Mr. Futotteru! My shift was over two hours ago; I should’ve already been home by now! Can’t someone else close the store for tonight?” The man shakes his head and looks at the clipboard he’s holding in his hand.

“No can do, you’re the only one I can count on. I’m sure everyone else in the department has left by now. Have a good night and see you bright and early for work tomorrow!” Mr. Futotteru laughs and walks away, waving at you over his shoulder. You grit your teeth and clench the keys in your hand, making small indents in your palm.

“Stupid fat asshole who’s greedy and just wants to make an extra buck. Takes money out of my paycheck to feed his wallet,” you grumble as you walk around the toy section to make sure everything is in its proper place. You stop in front of the large chair at the far end of the store that was used for Santa Clause today and smirk to yourself.

“Whoever signed up for the part of Santa is a huge pedophile and a pervert. Who else would enjoy children sitting on his lap all day? I wish I could’ve seen the sap who was Santa today and slap the hell out of him.” You suddenly feel a hand clasped firmly on your shoulder and hot breath on the back of your neck.

“It’s not very nice to call someone a pedophile and a pervert. Especially if you’re coworkers with them,” a voice whispers seductively in your ear. You shudder at the voice and quickly jump away, turning around to see who’s speaking to you.

Your coworker, Izaya Orihara, is standing behind you wearing a smirk on his face that you despise. He’s dressed in a large red coat that reaches to his knees with white trim on the hood and bottom, gold buttons on the front, a Santa hat, red boots with white trim at the top, dark blue pants, and a long green scarf around his neck. You take a moment to observe his outfit and wrinkle your nose in disgust.

“What the hell are you wearing Izaya? Don’t tell me you played Santa Clause today or anything? That’s so weird! Although considering it’s you, I wouldn’t put it past you to enjoy little children fawning at your feet all day.” Izaya chuckles and takes a few steps towards you, making you take a few steps backwards.

“Not like you’re dressed any better than I am. I quite enjoy the uniform I have to wear for the holidays, the pay is better as well for the position of Santa.” You sheepishly look down at your unflattering red shirt with a bell attached to it and the too long of black pants that you constantly step on. You look away and rub the back of your head.

“Shut up about my clothes okay Izaya? What are you doing here anyway? Wasn’t your shift over a while ago?”

Izaya spins around once and places his hands in his pockets. “I felt like staying around because I had nothing else to do.” His eyes narrow and hold a hint of lust in them, making shivers run up and down your back. He walks towards you and you slowly back away from him until your knee hits Santa’s chair. You crawl onto the chair in an attempt to establish some distance between the two of you.

“I was also waiting for a chance to be with you alone. I told Mr. Futotteru to have you close up the store. That way, we would be alone in a store that won’t open for at least seven more hours.” He places his hands on the armrests and leans in close to your face, your heart beginning to speed up due to the closeness of the raven’s face.

“What are you trying to get at Izaya?” You swallow loudly, trying to back up further into the chair. Izaya chuckles and pulls off his Santa hat, tossing it to a random area. He brushes a few strands of hair away from your face and rests his fingertips on your cheek.

“I love humans and I want all of them to love me as well. You on the other hand, despise my very existence with every bone of your being. I can just see it in your eyes every time you look at me. So I’m just curious.” He grips your chin tightly and tilts your head up towards him. “How much more can I make you hate me?” Izaya leans in and captures your lips in a kiss, running his tongue along the bottom of your lip asking for entrance. You immediately open your mouth and bite Izaya’s lip harshly, drawing blood.

Izaya backs away from you quickly and feels the blood dribble down his chin. He swipes his pink tongue over his bottom lip to clean up the blood, narrowing his eyes at you. You feel fear creep up in your body and you bolt off the chair in an attempt to run away. Unfortunately, your foot catches on the armrest and you crash painfully to the ground landing on your stomach.

“That wasn’t a very smart thing to do [name]. You need to be punished for hurting me.” You let out a small cry of fear and try to back away from Izaya. He quickly races up to you and pins you to the ground, catching both your wrists in one hand and holding them above your head.

“Now now I can’t have you running away from me. Where’s the fun in that?” Izaya grins and unties the green scarf around his neck with his free hand. He ties up your wrists with it and runs his hands down your sides. “You have a nice figure from what I can feel. Too bad you have to wear such unattractive clothing. Maybe that’s why no man has found you appealing, you cover up your figure.” He unbuttons his red coat and shrugs it off, tossing to the side and leaving him in his usual black shirt.

“N-no please Izaya! Let me go please! I’m sorry for everything I’ve done to you but please let me go!” You cry out as you struggle to free yourself from your bindings. Izaya places a hand on your cheek and smiles.

“I just want to see how much I can make you hate me if I can’t get you to love me my lovely human.” You shudder at the cheerful tone in his voice and shut your eyes tightly to prevent any tears from spilling out. Izaya places a gentle kiss on your cheek before moving to your neck and kissing the tender skin.

You snap open your eyes when Izaya begins to suck on your neck, taking some skin in between his teeth and sucking hard. He continues to knead the skin between his teeth until a bright purple hickey appears. He smirks and begins to do the same treatment all over your neck, covering the skin with bruises. You squirm under his treatment and bite your lip tightly prevent any sound from escaping your lips.

He moves away from your neck and presses his lips roughly onto yours. He forces his tongue past your lips and begins to explore every inch of your mouth, running his tongue over your teeth and sucking on your tongue. You quickly bite down on his tongue, making him back away and hiss in pain.

Izaya pulls out his flick blade from his pants and flicks it open, flashing the sharp blade to you. He grins and sticks the knife at the bottom of your shirt, pulling upward to cut your shirt in half. “Wouldn’t expect you to wear such a nice looking bra under a hideous uniform. You’re full of surprises aren’t you?” You whimper and close your eyes again, squirming when you feel the cold metal of the knife touch your stomach.

“How many times do I need to tell you to be cooperative? It makes it harder on yourself if you misbehave. My tongue and lip aren’t feeling so great now because of you.” He chuckles and cuts the middle of your bra, exposing your breasts to him. He places his flick blade down and pinches your right nipple, giving it a gentle tug. You gasp in surprise and try to wiggle away from Izaya. He quickly sits on your stomach to pin you down, giving your nipple a harder tug.

“St-stop this! I don’t want this at all. I hate you Izaya get off me!” You scream as you pull hard on your bindings again, your efforts futile. Izaya smiles and holds your chin softly in his hand, making you stare into his reddish brown eyes.

"It’s unfortunate that you hate me because I do love you. I’ve been interested in you ever since I met you. You’re such an interesting human, so harsh towards everyone here. Why is that? Do you have something against everyone in this building?” You avert your eyes away from Izaya and sigh.

“I really hate working here and I don’t get the respect I want. Mr. Futotteru treats me like dirt, all my other coworkers don’t give me any respect even though I do way more than them, and then there’s you. You make me feel so inferior and weak every time you look at me. I hate it!” A single tear slips from your eye and falls to the floor, you gasping for breath. Izaya runs his thumb over your cheek and leans in towards your ear, biting the lobe and blowing hot air on it.

“Every human is inferior to me, I am a God. It is impossible to reach up to my level. But you are not inferior; you are closer to reaching my God status than anyone. Although, since I am your God, I can do what I wish with my humans. But you are higher than a human so I’ll present you with a gift. A gift of pleasure; something everyone yearns for. I know you do too [name]. I know you yearn for the respect you deserve and the feeling of someone paying attention to you and only you. Isn’t that right?”

You shudder at his words but nod slowly. “I do want respect and I do want attention to me. I want to be recognized and not left in the dust because I’m not pretty enough or rich enough. For once, I want all eyes on me.” Izaya smiles and chuckles softly, drawing circles around your navel.

“And I’ll give that to you. I’ll give you the attention you want because I love you. Just relax and let me do everything. I’ll make you feel like a goddess, I’ll make you feel lost in bliss.” Izaya captures one of your nipples in his mouth, massaging the other breast with his hand. You gasp loudly and arch your chest into his hot mouth, closing your eyes tightly. He grazes his teeth over the hard bud before switching breasts and giving the other one the same attention as the first on. He brings out his flick blade again and cuts the button off your pants, yanking down the ruined pants and tossing them to the side, taking off your shoes and socks as well.

“I know those clothes are ugly but don’t just ruin them! I won’t have anything to wear later on!” Izaya laughs and swings your legs over his shoulders, trailing kisses down your inner thighs. He stops at your clothed womanhood and smirks.

“My my [name.] You seem pretty wet from me touching you. And to think I thought you hated me.” He sticks out his tongue and begins licking your womanhood through your panties slowly.

“Don’t say such embarrassing-ah!” You feel your legs tremble at Izaya’s treatment to the most private part of you, you panting loudly. He pushes your panties to the side and inserts his tongue into your womanhood, wiggling his tongue inside of you. You moan loudly and throw your head back, intense pleasure coursing through your entire body. After a moment Izaya rips off your soaked underwear and tosses it aside. He gently slides in two fingers and starts stroking your insides, scissoring his fingers every once in a while.

“You really should be enjoying yourself [name]. I can tell how hard it is to keep quiet but nobody will hear you.” You didn’t realize how hard you were biting your lip to prevent from moaning. You unclench your jaw and gasp when Izaya hits something inside of you to make stars dance in your vision.

“Wha-what did you do? You hi-hit something.” Izaya smirks at your stuttering and pushes his fingers inside you quickly, hitting your spot again. “Ah! Ye-yeah right there. D-do that again.” Izaya nods and moves his fingers quickly again, adding his tongue to intensify the feeling. You moan loudly and squirm, feeling something building in the pit of your stomach. Your stomach feels tight, like a knot is forming in the middle of it and could snap at any moment with all the attention Izaya is giving you.

Suddenly Izaya withdraws his tongue and fingers, making the knot in your stomach dissipate. You let out a small whimper of frustration and squirm on the floor uncomfortably, feeling empty. “Don’t tease me Izaya! It’s not fair.” Izaya chuckles at your pouting and unzips his pants, wiggling them off his hips and tossing them away along with his shoes. He hooks his hands into his red boxers and pulls them down. You blush brightly at catching a glimpse of the raven’s hard member and swallow nervously.

“That won’t fit inside me! I-I’ll break in half I know it!” You think frantically as you continue to stare at his member. Izaya crawls on top of you and runs his thumb over your lips.

“You know it’s not polite to stare. You’re embarrassing me.” Izaya places a few gentle kisses on your lips and cheek before he quickly flips you onto your hands and knees. You blush at your position and try to sit down before Izaya smacks you across the bottom. You squeak and turn to glare at him. He kisses the spot where he hit you and leaves kisses along your spine.

“Behave and I won’t have to punish you; simple as that. But do you enjoy my roughness? What a naughty girl you are [name]. I wouldn’t have expected you to be into that sort of thing.” Your blush darkens and you shake your head rapidly.

“No I don’t like it if you slap me! What kind of a sane person would?! You’re just a crazy weirdo, that’s right a crazy weirdo and a psycho.” You are about to say more snide remarks at Izaya before you feel his hard member poke at your entrance. You feel your breath hitch in your throat and see Izaya positioning himself behind him.

“Since you are a virgin, this’ll definitely hurt. I’ll try to make it as painless as possible but no promises. Are you ready?” You let out a small gasp of surprise that Izaya knows you’re a virgin and chew on your lip. You shut your eyes and take a deep breath, preparing yourself to be taken.

Izaya grips onto your hips and pushes into you very slowly, your mouth opening and letting out a loud gasp. He pushes in a little more before he quickly sheathes himself all the way inside of you. Your eyes widen in horror and you let out a strangled scream, you feeling something tearing in your lower regions. You lay your head on the floor and try to control your breathing, finding it hard to focus on anything but the pain.

“I told you it would hurt didn’t I? Although I don’t like seeing any human in physical pain, it’s hard for a God to see his humans suffering. Shizu-chan is the only exception because he’s not human.” You feel tears stream down your eyes and turn around to yell at Izaya. This only serves to worsen the pain and you let a sob escape your lips.

“Yo-you could’ve been more gentle you asshole! I feel like I’m going to be ripped apart from the in-inside.” Izaya rubs your inner thighs and kisses your spine softly to distract you from the pain. He snakes his hand to one of your breasts and gives the mound a hard squeeze. You involuntarily push back against Izaya and hear him groan loudly. The pain is starting to ebb away, being replaced with an odd but sensational tickling feeling in your lower regions.

You take a few sharp breaths before placing your head back on the floor in an attempt to cool off your burning forehead. You struggle in your bindings a little more before straining your neck to untie the scarf knot with your teeth.

Izaya notices you trying to free yourself and pulls out all the way, leaving the tip inside of you before pushing back in roughly. You shut your eyes and let out a small moan, stopping your actions on freeing yourself. “Now now did I say you could untie yourself? Naughty girl, you need to be punished now.” He starts thrusting in and out of you at a quick pace, making your elbows, knees, and face scrape against the carpet.

You can’t stop a few loud moans escaping from your lips when Izaya hits the same spot he did with his fingers before to make you see white in your vision. He stops thrusting and pulls out, making you open your eyes in confusion.

Before you have a chance to ask the raven why he stopped, you are quickly flipped back onto your back with Izaya hovering over your sweaty figure. He reaches for your bound wrists and unties the knot, letting you finally lower your arms to your side. He discards his green scarf and repositions himself over your womanhood, slowly pushing back in. He puts his hands under your back and pushes you onto his lap without pulling out. You wrap your arms tightly around his neck for fear he’ll let you drop back onto the ground.

You stare into his lust filled sepia eyes and swallow loudly before timidly leaning in for a kiss. He smiles and returns the kiss, tugging gently on your bottom lip. You feel your cheeks heat up at the gentleness of the kiss before threading your fingers into his soft locks. You move one hand down his chest but frown when you realize he’s still wearing his black shirt.

You break the kiss and lift the hem of his shirt up, him laughing and putting his hands in the air for you to remove the article of clothing. Once Izaya is free from his shirt, you trail your hands down his chest and to his abs, marveling at how toned the man is despite being so skinny.

“It must be the clothes you always wear because I always thought you were just a skinny runt but you actually have a really nice body.” Izaya laughs loudly and leans back on his hands to give you a better view of his physique.

“That’s quite a compliment coming from you. I do appreciate it.” He closes his eyes and enjoys the feeling of fingertips brushing against his pale chest. You move your hips accidentally, making you both suddenly moan at the same time. He narrows his eyes and grips your hips tightly, smashing his lips against you. He moves from your lips to your ear and nibbles on the lobe. “I think that’s enough teasing from you for one night. Go ahead and ride me,” he whispers seductively.

You shiver at his tone of voice and feel your face heat up more at his request. You rock your hips against him hesitantly before lifting yourself off and dropping down on Izaya’s member. You inhale sharply when Izaya penetrates your insides deeper and you clutch onto his shoulders, sweat glistening on your forehead. You start slowly at first, but pick up the pace as you grow more confident, dropping down onto Izaya harder with each movement.

Izaya pants harshly and tightens his grip on your hips, thrusting upwards to meet your downward movement, pushing himself deeper inside of you. He continues to thrust into you roughly and hits your spot with each thrust. You bury your face into Izaya’s neck and moan as you and Izaya’s bodies move in perfect sync. You are aware of how well your bodies fit together, like puzzle pieces or a key in a lock.

“You’re so tight [name]. Ever heard of loosening up a little?” You let out a small squeal at Izaya’s joking tone of voice and bury your face deeper into his shoulder, shutting your eyes.

“Don’t say stuff like that! That’s embarrassing!” You take a few deep breaths to relax and moan when Izaya speeds up his thrusting. You grit your teeth from the pleasure and run your nails down his back, making long red marks in the skin.

“Izaya I think I’m reaching m-my limit. I can’t hold on any longer.” Izaya grunts and angles his thrusts to repeatedly assault your sweet spot. You throw your head back in ecstasy as you feel your stomach tightening, like a rubber band being stretched more and more. Your insides clamp around Izaya when you feel that pressure release inside of you, a long moan escaping your lips and your whole body shaking.

Izaya thrusts in a few more times before he releases himself inside of you, bringing your lips down for a passionate kiss. You groan into his mouth as you feel his hot seed filling up your insides. He breaks the kiss and breathes erratically, trying to steady his rapid heartbeat. After a moment, he gently lays you down on the floor and slowly pulls out. He crawls over to his red coat and brings it back over to you, draping it over your shivering figure. He joins you under his coat and hugs your naked body close to his.

”I honestly never expected to do that with you Izaya. But it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.” You giggle and snuggle into his chest, feeling all your energy leaving your body. “Maybe I don’t hate you as much as I thought I did.” Izaya smiles and kisses your forehead, brushing your hair with his fingers and closing his eyes.

“Mr. Futotteru will not be happy when he opens the store tomorrow and finds us naked. We probably left a mess on the floor as well. I don’t care really; I was thinking about quitting tomorrow anyway.”

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You wipe your forehead and grin as you finish straightening the last teddy bear on the shelf. You step off the step ladder and run a hand through your hair, taking a look around the department store toy section you work at. It’s the day before Christmas Eve and you’re busy unboxing the last shipment of toys for customers to buy first thing in the morning.

You check the time on your phone and sigh tiredly when you see that its 10:00 p.m. “Well I should get going home. My shift ended two hours ago but my damn boss likes keeping me late,” you mutter under your breath as you put the step ladder away.

“Ah [name] good to see that you’re finished unpacking. The toys look great; they’ll all be sold the minute we open the door tomorrow.” Your boss, a short, fat, bald man walks up to you and wipes his face with a rag. “I’m going home now but I need you to lock up.” He pulls out a small ring of keys and drops them in your hand.

“But Mr. Futotteru! My shift was over two hours ago; I should’ve already been home by now! Can’t someone else close the store for tonight?” The man shakes his head and looks at the clipboard he’s holding in his hand.

“No can do, you’re the only one I can count on. I’m sure everyone else in the department has left by now. Have a good night and see you bright and early for work tomorrow!” Mr. Futotteru laughs and walks away, waving at you over his shoulder. You grit your teeth and clench the keys in your hand, making small indents in your palm.

“Stupid fat asshole who’s greedy and just wants to make an extra buck. Takes money out of my paycheck to feed his wallet,” you grumble as you walk around the toy section to make sure everything is in its proper place. You stop in front of the large chair at the far end of the store that was used for Santa Clause today and smirk to yourself.

“Whoever signed up for the part of Santa is a huge pedophile and a pervert. Who else would enjoy children sitting on his lap all day? I wish I could’ve seen the sap who was Santa today and slap the hell out of him.” You suddenly feel a hand clasped firmly on your shoulder and hot breath on the back of your neck.

“It’s not very nice to call someone a pedophile and a pervert. Especially if you’re coworkers with them,” a voice whispers seductively in your ear. You shudder at the voice and quickly jump away, turning around to see who’s speaking to you.

Your coworker, Izaya Orihara, is standing behind you wearing a smirk on his face that you despise. He’s dressed in a large red coat that reaches to his knees with white trim on the hood and bottom, gold buttons on the front, a Santa hat, red boots with white trim at the top, dark blue pants, and a long green scarf around his neck. You take a moment to observe his outfit and wrinkle your nose in disgust.

“What the hell are you wearing Izaya? Don’t tell me you played Santa Clause today or anything? That’s so weird! Although considering it’s you, I wouldn’t put it past you to enjoy little children fawning at your feet all day.” Izaya chuckles and takes a few steps towards you, making you take a few steps backwards.

“Not like you’re dressed any better than I am. I quite enjoy the uniform I have to wear for the holidays, the pay is better as well for the position of Santa.” You sheepishly look down at your unflattering red shirt with a bell attached to it and the too long of black pants that you constantly step on. You look away and rub the back of your head.

“Shut up about my clothes okay Izaya? What are you doing here anyway? Wasn’t your shift over a while ago?”

Izaya spins around once and places his hands in his pockets. “I felt like staying around because I had nothing else to do.” His eyes narrow and hold a hint of lust in them, making shivers run up and down your back. He walks towards you and you slowly back away from him until your knee hits Santa’s chair. You crawl onto the chair in an attempt to establish some distance between the two of you.

“I was also waiting for a chance to be with you alone. I told Mr. Futotteru to have you close up the store. That way, we would be alone in a store that won’t open for at least seven more hours.” He places his hands on the armrests and leans in close to your face, your heart beginning to speed up due to the closeness of the raven’s face.

“What are you trying to get at Izaya?” You swallow loudly, trying to back up further into the chair. Izaya chuckles and pulls off his Santa hat, tossing it to a random area. He brushes a few strands of hair away from your face and rests his fingertips on your cheek.

“I love humans and I want all of them to love me as well. You on the other hand, despise my very existence with every bone of your being. I can just see it in your eyes every time you look at me. So I’m just curious.” He grips your chin tightly and tilts your head up towards him. “How much more can I make you hate me?” Izaya leans in and captures your lips in a kiss, running his tongue along the bottom of your lip asking for entrance. You immediately open your mouth and bite Izaya’s lip harshly, drawing blood.

Izaya backs away from you quickly and feels the blood dribble down his chin. He swipes his pink tongue over his bottom lip to clean up the blood, narrowing his eyes at you. You feel fear creep up in your body and you bolt off the chair in an attempt to run away. Unfortunately, your foot catches on the armrest and you crash painfully to the ground landing on your stomach.

“That wasn’t a very smart thing to do [name]. You need to be punished for hurting me.” You let out a small cry of fear and try to back away from Izaya. He quickly races up to you and pins you to the ground, catching both your wrists in one hand and holding them above your head.

“Now now I can’t have you running away from me. Where’s the fun in that?” Izaya grins and unties the green scarf around his neck with his free hand. He ties up your wrists with it and runs his hands down your sides. “You have a nice figure from what I can feel. Too bad you have to wear such unattractive clothing. Maybe that’s why no man has found you appealing, you cover up your figure.” He unbuttons his red coat and shrugs it off, tossing to the side and leaving him in his usual black shirt.

“N-no please Izaya! Let me go please! I’m sorry for everything I’ve done to you but please let me go!” You cry out as you struggle to free yourself from your bindings. Izaya places a hand on your cheek and smiles.

“I just want to see how much I can make you hate me if I can’t get you to love me my lovely human.” You shudder at the cheerful tone in his voice and shut your eyes tightly to prevent any tears from spilling out. Izaya places a gentle kiss on your cheek before moving to your neck and kissing the tender skin.

You snap open your eyes when Izaya begins to suck on your neck, taking some skin in between his teeth and sucking hard. He continues to knead the skin between his teeth until a bright purple hickey appears. He smirks and begins to do the same treatment all over your neck, covering the skin with bruises. You squirm under his treatment and bite your lip tightly prevent any sound from escaping your lips.

He moves away from your neck and presses his lips roughly onto yours. He forces his tongue past your lips and begins to explore every inch of your mouth, running his tongue over your teeth and sucking on your tongue. You quickly bite down on his tongue, making him back away and hiss in pain.

Izaya pulls out his flick blade from his pants and flicks it open, flashing the sharp blade to you. He grins and sticks the knife at the bottom of your shirt, pulling upward to cut your shirt in half. “Wouldn’t expect you to wear such a nice looking bra under a hideous uniform. You’re full of surprises aren’t you?” You whimper and close your eyes again, squirming when you feel the cold metal of the knife touch your stomach.

“How many times do I need to tell you to be cooperative? It makes it harder on yourself if you misbehave. My tongue and lip aren’t feeling so great now because of you.” He chuckles and cuts the middle of your bra, exposing your breasts to him. He places his flick blade down and pinches your right nipple, giving it a gentle tug. You gasp in surprise and try to wiggle away from Izaya. He quickly sits on your stomach to pin you down, giving your nipple a harder tug.

“St-stop this! I don’t want this at all. I hate you Izaya get off me!” You scream as you pull hard on your bindings again, your efforts futile. Izaya smiles and holds your chin softly in his hand, making you stare into his reddish brown eyes.

"It’s unfortunate that you hate me because I do love you. I’ve been interested in you ever since I met you. You’re such an interesting human, so harsh towards everyone here. Why is that? Do you have something against everyone in this building?” You avert your eyes away from Izaya and sigh.

“I really hate working here and I don’t get the respect I want. Mr. Futotteru treats me like dirt, all my other coworkers don’t give me any respect even though I do way more than them, and then there’s you. You make me feel so inferior and weak every time you look at me. I hate it!” A single tear slips from your eye and falls to the floor, you gasping for breath. Izaya runs his thumb over your cheek and leans in towards your ear, biting the lobe and blowing hot air on it.

“Every human is inferior to me, I am a God. It is impossible to reach up to my level. But you are not inferior; you are closer to reaching my God status than anyone. Although, since I am your God, I can do what I wish with my humans. But you are higher than a human so I’ll present you with a gift. A gift of pleasure; something everyone yearns for. I know you do too [name]. I know you yearn for the respect you deserve and the feeling of someone paying attention to you and only you. Isn’t that right?”

You shudder at his words but nod slowly. “I do want respect and I do want attention to me. I want to be recognized and not left in the dust because I’m not pretty enough or rich enough. For once, I want all eyes on me.” Izaya smiles and chuckles softly, drawing circles around your navel.

“And I’ll give that to you. I’ll give you the attention you want because I love you. Just relax and let me do everything. I’ll make you feel like a goddess, I’ll make you feel lost in bliss.” Izaya captures one of your nipples in his mouth, massaging the other breast with his hand. You gasp loudly and arch your chest into his hot mouth, closing your eyes tightly. He grazes his teeth over the hard bud before switching breasts and giving the other one the same attention as the first on. He brings out his flick blade again and cuts the button off your pants, yanking down the ruined pants and tossing them to the side, taking off your shoes and socks as well.

“I know those clothes are ugly but don’t just ruin them! I won’t have anything to wear later on!” Izaya laughs and swings your legs over his shoulders, trailing kisses down your inner thighs. He stops at your clothed womanhood and smirks.

“My my [name.] You seem pretty wet from me touching you. And to think I thought you hated me.” He sticks out his tongue and begins licking your womanhood through your panties slowly.

“Don’t say such embarrassing-ah!” You feel your legs tremble at Izaya’s treatment to the most private part of you, you panting loudly. He pushes your panties to the side and inserts his tongue into your womanhood, wiggling his tongue inside of you. You moan loudly and throw your head back, intense pleasure coursing through your entire body. After a moment Izaya rips off your soaked underwear and tosses it aside. He gently slides in two fingers and starts stroking your insides, scissoring his fingers every once in a while.

“You really should be enjoying yourself [name]. I can tell how hard it is to keep quiet but nobody will hear you.” You didn’t realize how hard you were biting your lip to prevent from moaning. You unclench your jaw and gasp when Izaya hits something inside of you to make stars dance in your vision.

“Wha-what did you do? You hi-hit something.” Izaya smirks at your stuttering and pushes his fingers inside you quickly, hitting your spot again. “Ah! Ye-yeah right there. D-do that again.” Izaya nods and moves his fingers quickly again, adding his tongue to intensify the feeling. You moan loudly and squirm, feeling something building in the pit of your stomach. Your stomach feels tight, like a knot is forming in the middle of it and could snap at any moment with all the attention Izaya is giving you.

Suddenly Izaya withdraws his tongue and fingers, making the knot in your stomach dissipate. You let out a small whimper of frustration and squirm on the floor uncomfortably, feeling empty. “Don’t tease me Izaya! It’s not fair.” Izaya chuckles at your pouting and unzips his pants, wiggling them off his hips and tossing them away along with his shoes. He hooks his hands into his red boxers and pulls them down. You blush brightly at catching a glimpse of the raven’s hard member and swallow nervously.

“That won’t fit inside me! I-I’ll break in half I know it!” You think frantically as you continue to stare at his member. Izaya crawls on top of you and runs his thumb over your lips.

“You know it’s not polite to stare. You’re embarrassing me.” Izaya places a few gentle kisses on your lips and cheek before he quickly flips you onto your hands and knees. You blush at your position and try to sit down before Izaya smacks you across the bottom. You squeak and turn to glare at him. He kisses the spot where he hit you and leaves kisses along your spine.

“Behave and I won’t have to punish you; simple as that. But do you enjoy my roughness? What a naughty girl you are [name]. I wouldn’t have expected you to be into that sort of thing.” Your blush darkens and you shake your head rapidly.

“No I don’t like it if you slap me! What kind of a sane person would?! You’re just a crazy weirdo, that’s right a crazy weirdo and a psycho.” You are about to say more snide remarks at Izaya before you feel his hard member poke at your entrance. You feel your breath hitch in your throat and see Izaya positioning himself behind him.

“Since you are a virgin, this’ll definitely hurt. I’ll try to make it as painless as possible but no promises. Are you ready?” You let out a small gasp of surprise that Izaya knows you’re a virgin and chew on your lip. You shut your eyes and take a deep breath, preparing yourself to be taken.

Izaya grips onto your hips and pushes into you very slowly, your mouth opening and letting out a loud gasp. He pushes in a little more before he quickly sheathes himself all the way inside of you. Your eyes widen in horror and you let out a strangled scream, you feeling something tearing in your lower regions. You lay your head on the floor and try to control your breathing, finding it hard to focus on anything but the pain.

“I told you it would hurt didn’t I? Although I don’t like seeing any human in physical pain, it’s hard for a God to see his humans suffering. Shizu-chan is the only exception because he’s not human.” You feel tears stream down your eyes and turn around to yell at Izaya. This only serves to worsen the pain and you let a sob escape your lips.

“Yo-you could’ve been more gentle you asshole! I feel like I’m going to be ripped apart from the in-inside.” Izaya rubs your inner thighs and kisses your spine softly to distract you from the pain. He snakes his hand to one of your breasts and gives the mound a hard squeeze. You involuntarily push back against Izaya and hear him groan loudly. The pain is starting to ebb away, being replaced with an odd but sensational tickling feeling in your lower regions.

You take a few sharp breaths before placing your head back on the floor in an attempt to cool off your burning forehead. You struggle in your bindings a little more before straining your neck to untie the scarf knot with your teeth.

Izaya notices you trying to free yourself and pulls out all the way, leaving the tip inside of you before pushing back in roughly. You shut your eyes and let out a small moan, stopping your actions on freeing yourself. “Now now did I say you could untie yourself? Naughty girl, you need to be punished now.” He starts thrusting in and out of you at a quick pace, making your elbows, knees, and face scrape against the carpet.

You can’t stop a few loud moans escaping from your lips when Izaya hits the same spot he did with his fingers before to make you see white in your vision. He stops thrusting and pulls out, making you open your eyes in confusion.

Before you have a chance to ask the raven why he stopped, you are quickly flipped back onto your back with Izaya hovering over your sweaty figure. He reaches for your bound wrists and unties the knot, letting you finally lower your arms to your side. He discards his green scarf and repositions himself over your womanhood, slowly pushing back in. He puts his hands under your back and pushes you onto his lap without pulling out. You wrap your arms tightly around his neck for fear he’ll let you drop back onto the ground.

You stare into his lust filled sepia eyes and swallow loudly before timidly leaning in for a kiss. He smiles and returns the kiss, tugging gently on your bottom lip. You feel your cheeks heat up at the gentleness of the kiss before threading your fingers into his soft locks. You move one hand down his chest but frown when you realize he’s still wearing his black shirt.

You break the kiss and lift the hem of his shirt up, him laughing and putting his hands in the air for you to remove the article of clothing. Once Izaya is free from his shirt, you trail your hands down his chest and to his abs, marveling at how toned the man is despite being so skinny.

“It must be the clothes you always wear because I always thought you were just a skinny runt but you actually have a really nice body.” Izaya laughs loudly and leans back on his hands to give you a better view of his physique.

“That’s quite a compliment coming from you. I do appreciate it.” He closes his eyes and enjoys the feeling of fingertips brushing against his pale chest. You move your hips accidentally, making you both suddenly moan at the same time. He narrows his eyes and grips your hips tightly, smashing his lips against you. He moves from your lips to your ear and nibbles on the lobe. “I think that’s enough teasing from you for one night. Go ahead and ride me,” he whispers seductively.

You shiver at his tone of voice and feel your face heat up more at his request. You rock your hips against him hesitantly before lifting yourself off and dropping down on Izaya’s member. You inhale sharply when Izaya penetrates your insides deeper and you clutch onto his shoulders, sweat glistening on your forehead. You start slowly at first, but pick up the pace as you grow more confident, dropping down onto Izaya harder with each movement.

Izaya pants harshly and tightens his grip on your hips, thrusting upwards to meet your downward movement, pushing himself deeper inside of you. He continues to thrust into you roughly and hits your spot with each thrust. You bury your face into Izaya’s neck and moan as you and Izaya’s bodies move in perfect sync. You are aware of how well your bodies fit together, like puzzle pieces or a key in a lock.

“You’re so tight [name]. Ever heard of loosening up a little?” You let out a small squeal at Izaya’s joking tone of voice and bury your face deeper into his shoulder, shutting your eyes.

“Don’t say stuff like that! That’s embarrassing!” You take a few deep breaths to relax and moan when Izaya speeds up his thrusting. You grit your teeth from the pleasure and run your nails down his back, making long red marks in the skin.

“Izaya I think I’m reaching m-my limit. I can’t hold on any longer.” Izaya grunts and angles his thrusts to repeatedly assault your sweet spot. You throw your head back in ecstasy as you feel your stomach tightening, like a rubber band being stretched more and more. Your insides clamp around Izaya when you feel that pressure release inside of you, a long moan escaping your lips and your whole body shaking.

Izaya thrusts in a few more times before he releases himself inside of you, bringing your lips down for a passionate kiss. You groan into his mouth as you feel his hot seed filling up your insides. He breaks the kiss and breathes erratically, trying to steady his rapid heartbeat. After a moment, he gently lays you down on the floor and slowly pulls out. He crawls over to his red coat and brings it back over to you, draping it over your shivering figure. He joins you under his coat and hugs your naked body close to his.

”I honestly never expected to do that with you Izaya. But it wasn’t as bad as I thought it would be.” You giggle and snuggle into his chest, feeling all your energy leaving your body. “Maybe I don’t hate you as much as I thought I did.” Izaya smiles and kisses your forehead, brushing your hair with his fingers and closing his eyes.

“Mr. Futotteru will not be happy when he opens the store tomorrow and finds us naked. We probably left a mess on the floor as well. I don’t care really; I was thinking about quitting tomorrow anyway.”