"W-woah!" Mikado yelped as Izaya's hand slipped down to his waist, propping him up on all fours facing and successfully tearing Shizuo away from the boy's upper body.

"Izaya…" Shizuo growled as his hands balled into fists, rising properly to his knees.

"Learn to share, you prick." Izaya mocked, giving the blonde a smirk before diving back down to meet Mikado's lips, slipping his tongue in and ravishing them red.

Says you, fucktard.

Shizuo could feel the jealousy burn in his veins, his blood boiling as he was forced to watch Izaya claim what was his and his alone. He wasn't going to lose.

Smoothly running his large hands up Mikado back, he smoothed out the yukata's creases and sensually brought his fingers back until he was firmly gripping the boy's tight hips. "Fine," Izaya's seductive eyes flickered up to meet Shizuo's warily, not liking how close he was to Mikado's lower regions. "Have it your way."

Mikado moaned into the kiss when he felt Shizuo's calloused hand slid down the material of his yukata until he found the rim and slipped in to caress his bare leg, his hand rousingly large enough to capture the thickness in one grab.

"Jesus," Shizuo murmured under his breath, astonished by the feeling of Mikado's hot flesh within his hand. "Your skin is so soft."

Mikado could feel his cheeks flush bright red at the remark, peeling his eyes open to try and send a look at Shizuo but could only freeze on the spot when he was met with Izaya's dark intimate eyes piercing right into him.

He doesn't quite understand why, but it only makes him more flustered, averting his eyes as Izaya continued to deepen the kiss, encircling their tongues in a dominant dance that he was entranced to follow.

His mind was a spinning mess and the situation was nothing but bazar to him. He honestly had no idea why Shizuo and Izaya were suddenly acting this way. He'd previously experienced something similar to this when Izaya had assaulted him, but Shizuo hadn't done anything of the sort.

If you left out the incident in the changing rooms, anyway.

But today, they were rather desperate, almost passionate about what they were doing and Mikado had no idea how to respond.

He was scared fucking shitless, but at the same time, he trusted them. He knew that they wouldn't purposely hurt him if their lives depended on it. Mikado had often come to the realization that perhaps it wasn't fear that made him want to run away, but the bundles of nerves in the pit of his stomach that did.

Mikado was experiencing the intimacy of both male's and he was flustered. Sure, they'd dropped hints before but, he had never seen them so serious about something.

And the fact that that something was him, was even more embarrassing.

He felt like an awkward potato being compared to two of the most handsome people he'd ever seen. And he felt both honored but also confused as to why the fuck those two had managed to act like this towards them.

Were they still just teasing?

Was this still their little game?

Or were they actually being sincere?

He didn't know.

His body was on fire, his skin set ablaze by the gentle, but needy touches and caresses. The large hands that held him held both the emotion of possession and protection from the outside. The shameless kisses assured him that he was still conscious and kept him in a dizzy state of overwhelming heat.

As much as he was embarrassed to admit, it felt good.

His body reacting to their touch was enough to tell him that he wasn't disgusted.

If anything, he probably—

"Hey," Izaya's hoarse voice tore the boy from his thoughts, immediately borught back to reality when the suspicion in his eyes swirled in jealousy. "Stop thinking, and look at me."

Mikado felt his eyes widen, letting out a sharp gasp as Izaya's hand slipped into the hem of his yukata, rubbing along the skin teasingly as he growled into his ear possessively. "Only me."

Tweaking the blossom pink buds between his fingers, Izaya grinned in satisfaction when Mikado let out yet another deep moan. "What's wrong? Does it feel good? Do you want me to stop?"

Clenching his teeth, Mikado attempted to suppress the erotic sounds that threatened to pass his lips without his permission. He wasn't going to give in that easily.

Izaya, however, only smiled wider, grazing ever so diligently over his sensitive nipples, impressed by the male's cute stubbornness.

"Hmn? Looks like you have something to say?" Izaya cocked an eyebrow, shuddering at the sight of Mikado's flushed face and trembling body.

"Izaya if you don't shut your trap, I'm actually going to—" Shizuo pipped in, vessel almost bursting.

He was interrupted however when Izaya sneakily leant in, licking a long strip along Mikado's neck as he pinched rougher, his teeth grazing against his shoulder until Mikado finally let out a sigh of pleasure.

"Looks like you do, huh?" Izaya gave a smug grin as he continued peppering kisses up the male's neck, occasionally sucking on the skin, leaving marks in his trail.

Shizuo was fuming.

By now, Izaya had completely forgotten about Shizuo, as if his presence no longer held any importance in the situation.

And that, pissed him off.

Getting all ahead of himself. Fuck, I'll show you…

Determination burning like ice-fire, Shizuo squeezed Mikado's thigh a little harder, smoothly sliding upwards until he felt the material of Mikado's underwear brush along his lingering fingers.

He could hear Mikado grunting and releasing soft moans, but he still wasn't completely certain half of them were due to his own actions. He needed to make sure that his touches were more worthy than that of Izaya's petty ones.

Boldly, patience at the test, Shizuo curved his fingers upwards, tracing the outline of Mikado's ass, teasingly circling sensitive areas on his inner thighs. And it was only then, that Mikado let out a higher-pitched, intimate moan.

He could his own lips curl upwards when he heard his name being panted in Izaya's face.

Ha. What a loser.

Shizuo was almost proud of himself.

He could feel his own body stir in excitement, anticipating the reactions and expressions Mikado could show him. The sounds that could bless his ears and beautiful body that could take in his own.

Licking his lips at the thought, Shizuo pressed a curious finger between the boy's cheeks, smirking in satisfaction when his body trembled, weakly swaying in his hands.

He'll have him like putty soon enough.

He stretched his fingers out until his palm sat plush against the milky white flesh beneath. Mikado's whining and protests were now replaced with needy moans and grunts, calling for him as he kissed Izaya.

He was getting desperate.

Izaya, although still immersed in kissing Mikado and caressing his chest, was now beginning to get distracted by his jealousy. Even though he was in front of the boy's face and was also touching him, Mikado was breathlessly calling for Shizuo.

It was as if Izaya was being thrown away.

Shifting his eyes over to find Shizuo, he glared with all his might when he was met with the sight of a very aroused bartender who was fondling Mikado's ass with a smug-ass grin on his face.

That mother fucker really doesn't know when to back out…

He could feel the amount of tolerance for Shizuo rapidly decrease, each moan calling his name irritating him more.

He wasn't going to fucking have it.

With one hand still busy tweaking Mikado's nipples and his mouth now muffling the moans and grunts with his tongue, he slipped a discrete hand down his body until he came to a steady halt, hovering over Mikado's lower stomach.

And that was when he went in for the kill.

In one smooth movement, Izaya groped Mikado's half-erect member, gently rubbing the material preventing him from proper contact.

Much to his pleasure, Mikado let out the most erotic gasp yet. "H-holy shit!"

The raven-haired male spotted Shizuo jolt in confusion until he finally caught onto what was happening and, honestly, he'd never seen him so invidious.

"Wow," Izaya let out a deep chuckle, feeling his own body shiver in excitement as he caught sight of Mikado's desperate, hooded eyes. "You got like this just from getting kissed and having your nipples played with? Kinky."

Mikado whimpered under his breath when Izaya gave another experimental rub, his arms and legs physically trembling in attempt to hold himself up. "C-can't… help it—" Mikado uttered in between heavy breaths.

"Good." Izaya remarked, sending a sinful smirk his direction before slipping into the yukata and down his underwear until he held Mikado's erection within the tube of his hand. Within seconds he begun stroking the length, unable to tear his eyes away from Mikado's illegal expression when his finger dragged across the slit, applying pressure before dragging back down.

He looked as if he were experiencing pure bliss.

And Izaya was more than happy with that.

Shizuo, on the other hand, not so much.

Because he wasn't receiving any attention now.

He admitted he felt like an envious idiot for getting so worked up about it, but he wanted Mikado to respond to him too.

It was only natural. He thinks.

Pulling his hand out of the garments, he attempt to undress him but is only interrupted when Izaya releases a low growl, flipping the boy on his back and spinning him around like it was no one's problem.

Shizuo, still in shock, now has Mikado's small head in his lap, painfully close to his own aroused groin whilst Izaya is now tearing his yukata open and slipping his underwear down until Mikado's pink flushed erection springs up towards his stomach.

"Izaya, you fucking—" Before Shizuo can even finish his complaint, Izaya dove down until he was laying in between the boy's bent, spread legs and took his erection in his mouth.

This time, Mikado screams Izaya's name, his eyes rolling back as Izaya expertly sucks, licks and bites in all the right places at a pace that's frighteningly slow.

Izaya was enjoying the tease and Mikado was only falling victim to it.

Irritation itching his mind like a disease, Shizuo doesn't even have time to think when shuffled closer, pulling Mikado up until he was leaning against his chest, panting in a pleasurable pain.

Shizuo's cups the boy's face in his palm, tilting his head up until he presses his lips against Mikado's, a hand slithering down to caress his now exposed chest.

Unlike last time, Mikado is now needy and immediately slips his tongue out to meet Shizuo's, moaning in pleasure as he fights a short battle for dominance, which only results in Shizuo growling into control.

He slides his tongue along Mikado's soft muscles, circling his hot wet walls as he goes to fondle the boy's nipples. He feels his ego boost when Mikado whimpers, only encouraging him to twist and pinch further.

Although his ears are filled with the erotic moans and grunts escaping Mikado's lips, he can still hear the lewd squelching below and he find himself wondering what it'd be like with Mikado's lips around his own cock.

Just the thought sends uncontrollable vibrations through his spine, the image way too attractive to be true.

Breaking away from Shizuo's lips momentarily, he whines in desperation, tears gathering in the corners of his lust-glazed orbs. "S-stop… I'll cum…"

Hearing those words only make Izaya bob his head faster, teasingly rubbing his hand up and down his thigh as Shizuo brings him back in for another kiss.

The touching never ceases to end.

As Mikado nears his climax, his body physically trembles and jerks within both male's firm hold. And with one more flick on the tongue and one more twist of the nipple, Mikado is cumming on his chest in white streams.

Izaya draws back, licking his lips as he kneels back down, his own erection also painfully obvious.

Mikado, after consuming a lot of alcohol and now having cum, appears dizzier and tired than before, but it's still long before Shizuo holds back.

Without any warning, Shizuo flips the boy around, letting his upper body fall onto Izaya's knees as he pulls his perky ass up in the air and does what he'd never imagined doing in his entire life.

Sliding a rough hand down the expanse of Mikado's slender waist, he buries his face in his ass cheeks, giving his hole an experimental lick, watching in interest as it trembles and sucks right in.

Cute.

Mikado lets out a groan when he dips his tongue in further, smiling in interest as he feels the boy's warm walls clench around his muscle as he plunges in and out at a pace that leaves Mikado's a panting mess.

He'd imagine it feeling rather strange, but Shizuo can only feel the excitement increase when he catches Mikado leaning back for more, matching in time to his plunging tongue.

Mikado was enjoying it more than Izaya could tolerate.

Huffing to himself, he gently shuffles backwards until Mikado's cheek rests on the very edge of Izaya's knee and he begins to unbutton his jeans, reaching into his underwear to let his erection breath.

A sly smirk on his face, Izaya lifts Mikado's chin with the nudge of his finger, holding his proudly standing cock in place as he guides Mikado closer.

He was half expecting Mikado to turn his nose up in disgust, but to his pleasurable gratitude, Mikado opens his red swollen lips and takes his erection into his cute little mouth, switching to breathe through his nose.

Izaya sighs in pleasure, raking a hand through Mikado's dark hair as he bobs up and down on his rock hard cock, licking all the way down to the hilt and back up to the slit.

It was almost professional.

Shizuo, although not quite knowing what is happening above Mikado's ass, is quite sure they're doing something he'd be terribly envious, so he plunges his tongue in further, ignoring the ache that tells his to pull back.

He can feel his erection twitch in his pants as he grinds against the inside of Mikado's moist walls, watching in awe as the puckered rim sucks him in further, as if inviting him.

Mikado moans louder this time, but Izaya can't quite get himself to hate that because each vocal vibration sends a wave of pleasure through his erection, enhancing the pleasurable experience more than before.

"Mikado…" Izaya breaths erotically, lolling his head back in pleasure as his hips begin gently thrusting up to meet Mikado's mouth. "Make sure you swallow it all."

Mikado lets out a vulnerable whimper in response, feeling his own stomach bubble in the same heat he'd experienced right before he came earlier.

Shizuo's tongue picks up the pace when he takes notice of the boy's aroused cock, smirking to himself as he lifts a hand to stroke his hard length that fits in the palm of his hand.

Mikado groans louder, feeling his eyes roll back, tears gathering at the corners of his moist orbs as he holds back his gag reflex as Izaya continues thrusting into his mouth.

Seconds later, Mikado is cumming for the second time and he pulls away from Izaya before the male can cum (lol), screaming Shizuo's name again.

Izaya is now pissed and is still hard.

Very, very painfully hard.

"You bastard, you totally did that on purpose!" Izaya furrows his eyebrows as he point a finger in Shizuo's direction, but he's not listening.

Pulling his tongue from Mikado's hole, he feels a switch flick inside of him when he watches the self-lubrication drip from his pink puckering hole.

It was the most intriguing thing he'd seen in a while.

Perhaps that's why it was then that he lost all sense of control.

Shizuo's hands dart down to his jeans, unbuckling, unbuttoning and unzipping them in record time, slipping his hand into his underwear to pull out his own hard erection, lining it up to Mikado's hole before he plunges right in, letting out a sigh of pleasure as Mikado cries out.

"S-shizuo, ah…" Mikado can feel the male's member inside of him, despite it only being the head, he can tell its huge. It's painful but the pleasure that comes with it sweetens the experience in a way that has him anticipating more.

Shizuo lets out a grunt in affirmation before he thrusts right in, shuddering at the way the boy's hot walls suck him in just like it'd done to his tongue seconds before. It was so hot.

"Mikado," He breaths, positioning his hands around Mikado's hips, pulling him closer to match his slow paced thrusts. "You're so fucking hot."

Mikado can only moan his name in reply, unable to coherently put together any other words as if the only name he remembered belonged to the man fucking him.

Izaya was raging.

That fucking bastard! Doing everything at his own pace!

He was irritated that Shizuo had stolen many firsts from him and was now the first to enter him. But he wasn't only irritated with Shizuo now, he was also slightly annoyed by the lack of attention from Mikado.

That's why he wasn't going to be kind anymore.

His piercing eyes gazing down at Mikado, he knocked the boy's chin up and brought his lips back to his straining cock, cursing under his breath at the arousal rocking through his body.

Mikado is a moaning mess from Shizuo thrusting into him, the vibrations sending right through Izaya's tall standing cock, encouraging him to thrust into his pretty little mouth.

Growling in the depths of his throat, Izaya warns the boy, "This time I won't let you off the hook if you back off."

Shizuo and Izaya both immediately pick up the pace, thrusting at an animalistic speed as they reach their high, riding out their orgasms simultaneously. Mikado feels tears trickle down his flushed cheeks as he attempts to swallow Izaya's load and shudders as Shizuo cums mercilessly inside of him.

Mikado, however, hadn't cum yet.

Purposely, Shizuo and Izaya both pull out, their erections still not wasted yet, hanging half-hard between their muscular thighs. Izaya barely has time to register the erotic sight of Mikado's beet red cheeks and the remains of his own cum dripping from Mikado's lips before he's spun around again.

Within a heartbeat, Izaya has lined up his cock at Mikado's entrance and he's thrusting in right up to the hilt, looking for that sweet spot of his as he possessively encircles his tight hips with his bony hands.

Shizuo gently lifts Mikado's head, meeting his eyes in a lust-glazed stare that has him twitching in arousal, quickly swiping the remains of Izaya's cum with his thumb, he pushes his large erection into Mikado's mouth.

It's more erotic than he'd imagined, partly because Izaya was now thrusting into him erratically, making the boy eager to cum and suck on the cock before him. His moans are now carelessly loud, the room filled with erotic squelching, low grunts and growls, moans calling names.

Neither had the correct, sober mindset to think about what they were doing, but their bodies burned in a fire hot enough to comfort those worries.

Thrusts rougher, sucking harder and grunts more frequent, all three males came, panting in their post-high, pulling out. Shizuo and Izaya both leant on back as they tried to catch their breath, whilst Mikado collapsed to the floor, his chest heaving as he shivered at the feeling of both males' cum dripping down his legs.

Mikado swears he's going to break in half if they go at it anymore, but within minutes, Izaya and Shizuo are on their feet, wrapping the boy in his yukata before throwing him over Shizuo's shoulder, causing him to yelp in surprise.

"H-hey!" Mikado whips his head up to meet Izaya's mocking smirk. "Where are we going?"

Shizuo answers instead, "To the bedroom. If you thought it was over, then you're up for disappointment, little one." Chuckling to himself he walks towards the sliding bamboo doors.

"Eh?!" Mikado exclaims, immediately struggling in denial, but to no avail did the blonde budge.

"That's right, Mika-chan." Izaya joins in, a grin splitting across his face as his deep chuckle synchronizes with Shizuo's. "Round two is just around the corner, so anticipate tonight!"

Mikado felt his entire face flush bright red.

As expected of the two most dangerous men in Ikebukuro city.

This really was a game of tease.

Happy new year, my lovelies! Jesus Christ that was actually 3455 words of smut right there and I have never felt so embarrassed before oml. Thank you so much for reading A Game of Tease, I really hope you guys enjoyed it. I've decided to end it here because it seemed rather appropriate, in my opinion anyway. I hope 2017 is a happier year for all of you and I wish you the best!