Warning : Lemon in this chapter

"Don't just stand there, come in!" smiled Izaya,

He may have been smiling, but even a child could see that mischievous glint in his eye. She walked into the penthouse and Izaya closed the door. The penthouse was very spacious, clean, and had a cool modern feel.

"So why the visit?" said Izaya locking the door, "Did you miss me that much after one day?"

"You know why I'm here" Mai Glared, " I want the antidote"

"Antidote?" Izaya mock frowned. " To what, have you been poisoned?"

That was it, she was getting tired of his games. She pulled a switchblade out of her pocket and pointed it at the info broker.

"Give me the antidote now or I'll gut you"

"Is that so?" frowned Izaya walking closer, "Is this your dangerous side?"

"Yes, now give me the antidote."

Izaya sighed and came closer he could see the switchblade trembling in her hand. Her eyes shifted slightly to the left to avoid locking eyes with him.

"You lied to me" said Izaya in a low voice,

"What?"

,Izaya let out a deep breath and came closer "You lied, this isn't your dangerous side at all"

"What are you going on about! Just shut up and give me the antidote!"

"Why? You're not going to kill me."

He was now about a foot away from the blade. He had somehow locked eyes with her. She found herself locked in his gaze, unable to move.

"You weren't kind enough to show me that side of yourself. Perhaps I should show you mine." said Izaya reaching into his pocket,

She heard something wiz past her head and something else pass her leg. In a matter of seconds she was on the ground with various scratches on her body. She looked up and saw Izaya standing over her, his usual smirk back on his face.

"I must say, Mai-chan, It took a lot of nerve to come here and point a knife at me. But I don't think physical combat is for you."

"So what are you going to do now?" spat Mai as she stood, "Kill me?"

"Not at all, Mai-chan. In fact, I find this side of you kind of cute. It may not be your most dangerous side but its still a turn on."

"What –"

Once again, his lips silenced her and her body seemed to dominate her mind. She let out a soft moan as he took control of the kiss. He soon had her pinned to the ground quivering under him. In the mist of their kiss, he managed to undo her jacket and now his hands wandered up her shirt. It wasn't until his hands crept under her bra that she snapped out of it.

, She managed to push him off of her and stood up "Stay away from me!"

"Why?" he chuckled walking closer to her, "You don't like what Im doing to you?"

She jumped away from him only to slam into the wall behind her. For the tenth time that week, he had her pinned against a wall.

"Or maybe, you like what I'm doing to you" he breath against her skin,

, She ducked under his arms and ran across the room "I told you to stay away from me!"

"Well that's not fair" said Izaya as she felt another knife zoom past her head, "You come in to my home, point a knife in my face, and then you shout for me to stay away from you?"

She felt something graze her and heard the sound of cloth ripping. It wasn't until she felt a breeze across her chest that she looked down and saw that the last knife had ripped her T-shirt. The shirt had not been ripped open completely but a generous amount of cleavage was now showing.

"Very nice" Smirked Izaya, "But I think we can make it better"

Before she could say anything, she heard a series of knives pass by and the sound ripping fabric. She opened her eyes and saw that Izaya's smirk had grown. He took a step forward and she took a step back. Upon taking her step back, she felt several articles of clothing fall off her body. What was left of her pants, bra, bits of her T-shirt and jacket formed a pool on the floor.

"Much better" Izaya smirked as his eyes roamed her body,

He had left her in nothing more then her panties and what looked like a ragged tube top. Her face was bright red from embarrassment and anger, if she hadn't of been using her hands to cover herself, he was sure she would trying to put her hands around his throat.

"What's the matter Mai-chan?" Smirked Izaya walking up to her, "Are you mad cause I messed with your clothes? Or are you mad cause its turning you on?"

"You're sick!"

"That may be true" sighed the info broker who was now less then a foot away from her, "But I'm not the one in denial about my arousal."

"I don't get off to this nonsense!"

"Could have fooled me" smirked Izaya as his vision drifted to what was left of her shirt,

To her dismay, her hard nipples where very easy to see through the thin fabric of her shirt. She shuddered and tried to turn away only to have the man spin her back around and pull her closer.

"Let me go – Ah!"

Without any warning, he had taken a nipple into his mouth and started sucking. He placed a hand on her back and pushed her closer to him. She let out a loud moan and felt her panties growing wet. She couldn't believe how good it felt. She had had sex a few times but she never had anyone suck her tits before. A curious tingling sensation went up her spine and she felt herself push towards Izaya, offering him more of her breast. This was bad, really bad. If this continued, Izaya would definitely have his way with her. The tingling sensation had spread through out her entire body and it was starting to feel really good. The tingling seemed to be sending her body into autopilot and increasing her sensitivity; every move Izaya made seemed to send her into another wave of pleasure. He had moved form one breast to the other and the hand that wasn't on her back had moved to her bum. She wasn't sure when but at some she had started grinding her hips against his and he seemed to be returning the favor. Upon feeling the rather large bulge in his pants, she started tugging on his clothes. Now that she thought about it, he was fully dressed while she was only wearing panties.

"Is this what you want?" he chuckled as he took off his shirt,

At this point, the tingling sensation had taken over her entire body. Once he had shed the last of his clothing off, he pinned her to the floor and began biting and kissing her neck. She immediately wrapped her legs around his torso.

"My, my someone's horny" smirked Izaya placing his member at her entrance,

She thrusted towards him in hopes of some contact but he pulled back just enough to make her moan in protest. He gave a low chuckle before thrusting into her. She let out a moan as he pushed deeper into her depths until he was completely sheathed inside her. She shutter as he began to move. She didn't know why but he always seemed to hit all her week spots. It wasn't long before her walls gripped his member and she felt her climax. The grip of her walls along with the flow of her juices was too much for the info broker and he soon felt his orgasm. She groaned as he pulled out of her. It wasn't until she came down form her high that she realized that she was being carried through the penthouse.

"Whats going on?" she asked as she tried to sit up,

"We're going upstairs for round two" said Izaya, "You didn't think I'd let you off that easily?"