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Izaya gave an awkward smile and put his hands into his sides titling his head a little to the side in the process.
"Blush? Me? I think you need glasses, Shizu-chan. Ah! Maybe that's why you actually keep missing me with your vending machines~!"
Shizuo rolled his eyes. "My sight is fine," he said raising an eyebrow. "You were blushing!" He then couldn't help but laugh. "Think I'm sexy do you?"
Izaya blushed even harder and darkened his glare on the blond man. "As hell! Maybe you think I am sexy and project it on me thinking that way, yeah, I must be right~! Shizu-chan can't be honest with himself~" Shizuo's grin just grew wider. Sure, he may not be the brightest tool in the shed, but he could read people pretty damn well. Well, he'd have too, with a brother like Kasuka. And Izaya quite obviously confirmed his suspicions. "Oh really, what's this then~?" He pinched Izaya's bright red cheek with his free hand.
Izaya twitched at the contact with Shizuo's hand. If even possible his glare got darker and more murderous. This was quite the opposite too his normal behavior and Izaya knew he let his mask fall and was easy prey for the debt collector now. "-don't touch me so familiar. Well, what you just touched is called a face, my dear Shizu-chan~"
Shizuo watched the glare and his grin fell into chagrin, irritation showing quite obviously. "Shut up, I know that." He then frowned. "And you know what. I think I'll just touch you in whatever way I like." He manages a sort o sadistic smile, although it was somewhat hesitant. Izaya put on once again this awkward grin. "Really? You know, that is called sexual harassment, Shizu-chan~? Do you want to go to the police once again… for this?" He certainly was referring to the one time he made Shizuo being blamed for a crime he didn't commit. [1]
Shizuo laughed quite openly. He wasn't blushing anymore, now he simply accepted it. "As if you can risk calling in the cops on anything now. Haven't you been hanging around with Yakuza? Really, how would, what was his name again - shiki?, react if he knew?"
Izaya frowned at him. Was Shizuo saying... "...knew what?" He couldn't mean- The man couldn't be dense enough to rape him in an allay! But this was Shizuo he was thinking about. He always had been so unpredictable.
Shizuo didn't understand why Izaya seemed so confused. "Cops, knew about you talking to the cops..." He answered honestly, not even thinking about it. Frankly, he was terrible liar anyway so... What was the use? That said... It wasn't like he couldn't tease a bit. "Hmm... Say Izaya, wanna try it?"
Izaya paled. Sometimes it was certainly clear that this protozoan couldn't think wider than that and here he was already worried that Shizuo wanted to-
Wait, what?
'Say Izaya, wanna try it?' Try what? Now for real or is he awaiting too much from the little brain of the ex-bartender? But he didn't want to ask after again, he sure had his pride. Couldn't the man speak out clear what he wanted? "Shizu-chan, I don't want to try anything that has to do with you. You should know that by now. So, could you finally let me go? I REEEEEALLY have important business~!
Shizuo huffed and took of his sun glasses, stuffing them in his chest pocket. "There's no way I'm letting you go, damned little flea." He glared directly at Izaya frowning deeply, then sighing. "Listen. I'm only offering this once, so listen damn well. Either you die, or get fucked. Which is it?"
... 'Either you die, or get fucked' So he really could think that far after all. But giving an answer would risk letting his mask slip again. He should attack him and run for it, making a final mean remark, disappearing like always but here he was unable to bring himself to do anything. His mouth opened for a second, just to close again. He sure didn't want to die but getting done by the man he hated the most? Why wasn't he already running? "...second."
Shizuo stepped in closer, hesitant at first, but he quickly made up his mind. He let go of Izaya's arm, grabbing hold of his shoulders instead and he leaned in to kiss his neck.
Izaya shivered under the light kiss. It was similar to the feeling he got yesterday while reading all those 'Shizaya' fanfics but kinda better. If it could be in any way good to be kissed on the neck first by - for god's sake- the man you hate the most in this world. Without thinking any further he answered the man. "... on the lips too." He widened his eyes at the realization of what he just said.
Shizuo explored Izaya's neck with his lips, and answered slowly with lips still against his neck. "No. That's reserved for lovers." He slid his right hand down from Izaya shoulder and along his sides, pulling Izaya's shirt out from his pants and slipping his hand under it, sliding it over Izayas boney chest. "Hm..." Shizuo growled very softly, slightly disappointed somehow.
Izaya looked annoyed at the man who just had a disappointed expression upon seeing his bare thin upperbody. "Well, I am sorry, Shizu-chan, but I am not able to let myself grow boobs in the next 3 seconds~!" With that he snipped with his finger against the taller man's forehead. Before the other could respond in any way Izaya opened up the already slightly shredded shirt and vest of the debt collector.
Shizuo looked alarmed for a second. "I!" He then blushed. "I didn't anything..." But of course, Izaya was right. Izaya was always right, which annoyed him to no end. The flick to his forehead didn't bother him, frankly, if Shizuo could see he deserved that one. "Sorry." He just muttered before moving on to slide Izaya's jacket of, his shirt following. He trailed his thumbs over Izaya's ribs and soft side.
When Shizuo did so Izaya had to bite hard on his bottom lip to suppress a gasp. Here he was fighting with his big ego again unwilling to let the other man hear that he rather enjoyed his touches. In attempt to control himself he grabbed Shizuo's hands to stop the weird sensation also to lead him slowly to the wall to lean against it for support. This couldn't going on further in the middle of the allay.
Shizuo stepped forward with Izaya, not allowing the distance to grow. He allowed one of his hands to be led to the wall, and leaned against it, catching his own weight with it. The other however, he used to trail Izaya's flat chest and playing with his belly button, curiously. Meanwhile Izaya rested one hand behind Shizuo's neck to scoot him further down to him. He then started to do as Shizuo earlier and planted light kisses on his neck while the other hand went along his side and then on his back.
Shizuo grunted softly. Not that he was holding back, he simply wasn't that loud. His free hand trailed lower to Izaya's hips, and then over to his back, fingers trailing his spine as Shizuo arches his neck lightly, automatically creating space for Izaya's kisses.
Izaya slowed down his actions.
He was so drawn in by the mood. He never thought that Shizuo would be that careful, well, at least he was at the start. He read also many disturbing fanfictions the day before and the thought kind of turned him on a little. Not that he would ever admit that to the protozoan. So he bit down on his neck, hard and trailed his one hand down to Shizuo's belt.
A hard shock went through Shizuo. "What the..?"
[1] It's based on the Anime - in the novel it was Kasuka who got blamed.
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