Shiki never thought he'd have that much fun torturing the guy. He never imagined it would be like that, Shiki thought he'd just beat him up and leave it like that, but he wouldn't be satisfied with only that now, not until he could discern exactly what his character was.
That Orihara Izaya was really interesting.
He started to look a little worried, Shiki really liked the new look he could see on the other man.
As he finished his hard earned food, he spoke again
- Hey emShiki-san/em I'm not a pet.
- Oh really? I thought you were in the very condition a nasty dog would be, you know, being fed, chained and tied up so you won't bite anyone. Maybe I need to put back the blindfold and the gag on, what do you think?
Izaya frowned but still coldly answered,
- No, I'll do very well without, thank you.
- As you wish, I personnally do think you're cuter when you don't speak but I guess others do not mind as much as I do. Well whatever, let's move on with the game shall we? As you can see there are two pieces left, I hope we'll have a lot of fun, don't you?
- Mmmh.
- Not cooperative again, I told you I didn't like to speak alone didn't I? I think I should go take a leash and go walk you out, though you'll probably try to get away. So what do we do now?
Izaya yawned.
- Do I really have my say in this?
- No you don't of course, Shiki answered with a big grin on his face.
- So do as you wish and leave me alone.
- Sure, sure, that's what I'll do, first get on your knees.
The informant looked up at Shiki with interrogative eyes. He was starting to loose the will to fight, he was just hungry and so he complied, without utterring a word.
- You seem to have understood how it goes now, I'm glad.
The yakuza stood up, forcing Izaya to raise his head to look at him.
- Now lick, a pet should do that well right?
- Lick what?
- My shoes Orihara-san, I want you to lick my shoes.
Izaya was ready for something much worse, he even felt some kind of relief as he leaned to obey to this order, when he realized what he was doing, he tried to get back to his previous position but he felt a hand, petting his hairs and lost all will of rebellion.
He hesitantly pulled his tongue out, took a deep breath and reached Shiki's shoe for a first lick.
- That's not enough Orihara-san.
And so Izaya continued, barely attaining the man's feet, tugging at the chain, he carefully tried to cover the more surface he could, sometimes looking at the content man above him.
After way too much he felt Shiki bending down toward him, taking his chin in his hand while the other one reached for the plate.
- You were pet you deserve your reward, he said as he inserted the food in his mouth once again.
