Izaya wasn't known for being very sexual nor romantic ( though very few would ever see that from him anyway ) and he certainly never gave favors for nothing in return. This situation was somewhat of an… exception, if you could really call it as such. Before Saki was hospitalized, in the heat of the Yellow Scarves' second peak, him and Saki grew serious with each other, a light hearted relationship growing in intensity.
Today, Kida hadn't visited for information on the Blue Squares- no, he visited to ask Izaya about Saki's desires- where she liked to be touched, how to 'tickle her fancy.' Yes, the relationship was serious indeed.
The request for this knowledge came boldly from a blushed red Kida, eyes shut tight and fists clenched with the same force. A chuckle was drawn out from the informant, looking down at the teen with seemingly friendly and knowing eyes.
"Ne, Kida… Why don't I show you?" The serpentine smile which followed would only process as kindness, the blond's original apprehension gone by this point in time. With Saki's encouragement and Izaya's helpfulness, there was no room for Kida to continue questioning whether he could trust the other- it was a definite yes. He'd be doing this to show Saki how much he cared.
His expectations were dashed, something completely unexpected taking place. Masaomi, from what his elder said, had expected Saki to really come in to play, ( which would have been awkward and moreso disgusting ) but this transfer of information would be hands on.
A ringed hand ran through blond locks, falsely admiring the youthful boy. The list started off with hair stroking, as Saki loved that positive attention. Next came the spot where the jaw and ear nearly connected, rubbing small circles, since Saki absolutely loved the feeling.
Actions slowly led down, becoming harder for Kida to grasp. How Izaya could do this without shame was a wonder to him, especially considering the red of his face. A few more minutes passed before the blond's pants fell to floor. Masaomi let out a slightly uncomfortable giggle when the back of his knee was poked, an explanation of Saki's likes following. She enjoyed the ticklish feeling.
And finally, after what felt like hours ( nothing more than fifteen minutes ) he was given the final touch. Izaya pressed a tender kiss against Kida's soft thigh-
"God-!"
A hidden smirk, Izaya suppressing his enjoyment with seeing such reactions from one of his closest pawns. Kida turned away his head, the embarrassment too much for the younger boy.
"We'll talk about the price another time, Masaomi-kun."