**Chapter 10: Bound by Desire**

"Shizu-chan, let's fuck one more time," Izaya whispered, his breath hot against Shizuo's ear as he kissed the sensitive skin. "I'm still horny." Shizuo's eyes widened as he realized he couldn't do anything to stop Izaya again. He felt a surge of panic, but it was too late. Izaya gently grasped Shizuo's legs and spread them open, revealing Shizuo's vulnerable sore asshole. Izaya's eyes locked on Shizuo's as he positioned himself, his dick poised at Shizuo's entrance. With a slow and gentle motion, Izaya slid his dick into Shizuo, his eyes never leaving Shizuo's face. Shizuo cried out, "Owww," as he felt a searing pain. He clenched and tensed on Izaya's dick, his body struggling to accommodate the invasion. "Ohh fuck, Izaya, you're too damn big, it hurts," he groaned, tears sliding down his face. Izaya smirked and leaned in, his lips brushing against Shizuo's skin in a gentle kiss. "Relax, Shizu-chan, it's okay, you will get used to my dick," he whispered, his voice soothing. "You're my wife now, so Shizu-chan, you should get used to my dick and used to sex. Do I need to leave a dildo in your ass all the time? Or do I need to fuck you every morning and night, Shizu-chan? You are married to me now, so you should expect sex, Shizu-chan, if you want your bills paid." Shizuo grumbled angrily, his body still tense and sore. But as Izaya began to move, his strokes growing harder and more confident, Shizuo's protests turned to groans and moans. He felt a wave of pleasure wash over him, mixed with the pain of Izaya's invasion. Izaya fucked Shizuo hard again, his body pounding against Shizuo's as he worked to claim him. Shizuo felt his body respond, his muscles relaxing as he began to take Izaya's huge dick. He cried out, his voice hoarse and raw, as Izaya's cum spilled inside him for the second time. "Okay, Shizu-chan, now we need to plan the wedding," Izaya said, rushing to get up and run some bath water for Shizuo. "We're going shopping for your wedding dress." Shizuo grumbled angrily and glared at Izaya. "I hate him," he thought with rage. Izaya picked up the phone and dialed a number. "Hello, this is Izaya. This is Shizuo's landlord, right? I'm paying all of Shizuo's rent up. This is Shizuo's husband, and also, Shizuo won't live in those apartments anymore. So, Shizuo is breaking his lease. Here is $20,000 for the rent." The person on the other end of the line spoke, and Izaya listened before responding, "Yes, I understand. Shizuo will be moving in with me. He's my wife now, and I'll take care of him." Izaya hung up the phone and turned to Shizuo, who was still lying on the bed, looking angry and defeated. "Come on, Shizu-chan, let's get you cleaned up," Izaya said, his voice flirty and playful. "We have a lot to do today, including picking out your wedding dress. I want you to look perfect for our special day." Shizuo glared at Izaya, his eyes filled with hatred. "You're going to pay for this, Izaya," he thought to himself. Izaya chuckled and leaned in, his lips brushing against Shizuo's ear. "I'm shaking in my boots, Shizu-chan," he whispered. "But for now, let's focus on our wedding plans. I want you to be happy, and I want our marriage to be perfect." Shizuo's face twisted in disgust. "You'll never make me happy," he spat. Izaya's grin grew wider. "Oh, Shizu-chan, you're so cute when you're angry," he said, his voice dripping with flirtation. "I think I'm going to enjoy our marriage a lot."