Meanwhile Shizuo was intrigued. He followed every minute reaction and adjusted the speed of his ministrations for effect. It was very interesting. Izaya would squirm slightly and gasp under his breath as a pinkish flush tinged his cheeks. Shizuo watched him closely. Izaya barely noticed, he was too concentrated on gripping the sheets.
"I guess you can keep your mouth shut."
There was nothing kinky about it but Izaya did not cope too well with being teased. He closed his eyes so that he would not glare. Shizuo kissed him almost gently and only parted from his lips to see Izaya orgasm. He licked a bit of semen, musingly.
"More salty stuff. You don't have much of stamina, huh? Must be 'cuz you're so skinny."
Izaya was fully collected in no time. Before he could flee or come up with a snappy retort he was assaulted by a sneezing fit. Shizuo tossed him warm hotel pajamas.
"What do you think you're doing?"
"You'll catch a cold."
"I don't mean that."
"Just wanted to see how much you lasted. Got curious."
Izaya narrowed his eyes and got dressed, slowly.
"I see."
"And you don't last long."
Izaya's first impulse was to snap back but he gave up on that and opted for a shrug.
"Isn't it a shame that I have disappointed you."
"Nah, I'm cool with it. Shows that you're not amazing in all things."
"Are you dissing my sexual performance?"
"It wasn't too impressive but that doesn't matter much. I guess that you can get nervous in this kind of thing too."
Shizuo chuckled hollowly.
"And you love that."
"Well, it's good that you're human."
"Anyone would be terrified of you and your crazy violence."
Shizuo nodded.
"Yeah, I guess. Why don't take a nap? You'll crash and burn at this rate."
Izaya wanted to protest but pent up exhaustion caught up with him. His relaxed demeanor around Shizuo was a product of a lot of effort and it was taking its toll on him. Izaya rolled on his side and crawled under the sheets.
"I hope that you're enjoying yourself, Heiwajima-san."
"You make a cute face when you come. No wonder girls like you."
Izaya rolled his eyes at the forced cliché.
"Are you going to jump on me like a creepy rapist?"
"Not gonna do that."
Izaya eyed him suspiciously. Even if Shizuo was telling the truth, Izaya disliked the idea of sleeping in the same room as anyone. Izaya's lovers never stayed for the sleeping part. But his eyes were closing of their own according and he needed some rest. Izaya sighed. Nothing was going quite the way he planned. Intuition told him that he was safe for the night. He let go of consciousness and immediately fluttered away to dreamless sleep. Shizuo watched him. Vulnerability resized Izaya to look even more like a kitty. Asleep, Izaya lost even the faintest hint of menace. He slept quietly, bundled up in one of the sides of the massive bed as if for warmth. Shizuo wondered if Izaya needed the trademark fur jacket because he was too cold due to the lack of body fat. Izaya could run like the wind but clearly he was a bit too light. As far as Shizuo was concerned Izaya was scrawny. Like a stray cat.
Shizuo was amused at the picture. Cats were territorial animals and so was Izaya. Shizuo suspected that travelling for leisure purposes was not something Izaya did. Throughout this journey he had noticed an intermittent worry in him that Shizuo did not think had anything to do with his company. Whatever worried Izaya, it had to do with his convoluted dealings in Tokyo and Shizuo was sure that it served him right.
Master manipulators were of course setting themselves up for a grand disaster. Izaya's might very well upon him. Preliminary hints were surely in the air. Shizuo was not exactly eager to pick up the pieces after the inevitable but he found himself wondering what role he had to play once that happened. Somehow the karmic retribution that he had hoped for did not see so appealing now. For the time being he still had many questions that needed answering. And in one way or another he was getting his answers.