"Shizu-chaaan~" Izaya purred, "You need to loosen up a bit." He stepped forward, hips swaying in time with the music that was booming through the speakers Shinra had installed. The bass reverberated through them, rolling up their spines and making them want to dance. With such a catchy tune, it was hard not to tap your foot or shake your hips.
"I'm not a good dancer." Shizuo said, stepping back a bit when he realized what Izaya was trying to make him do.
"Come on, you need exercise anyways. We haven't gone on a walk in a while. We're just turning it up a notch." Izaya insisted, grabbing Shizuo's hand and pulling him onto the dance floor.
"Izaya!"
Almost instantly, Izaya started to spin around Shizuo, a content smile on his face. He swung his hips from side to side and turned in circles, trying to pull Shizuo into the rhythm. The ex-blonde stood awkwardly at the edge of the dance floor, trying to pry himself away, but Izaya was drunkenly determined to make Shizuo dance.
"Come on. You're the one who need to exercise more."
"That's not a good excuse. I can't dance anyways."
Izaya rolled his eyes, still swaying on his feet. "Fiiine~ Then what about Tsu-chan, hmm?'
Shizuo blinked, "What?"
The raven sauntered closer to Shizuo and leaned against him, eyes hooded, a pink flush dusted on his cheeks, and a loose smile plastered on his face. "What if I said that Psyche loved to dance? Would Tsu-chan dance with his internet lover?~"
Shizuo sputtered, "D-don't say it like that, flea!" He felt his cheeks blush faintly. Izaya grinned, twirling around Shizuo once more.
"Ahh, but that's what they were. Our personas. Were they not?" Izaya paused and stood on his tiptoes, stumbling just a bit before he leaned on Shizuo's back and rested his chin on his shoulder. "That is why you were on that site, and why you kept coming back, riiiight~?"
"I…suppose…"
"Then get back into character, Tsu-chan. And come dance. Just once." Izaya purred, a single fingertip running along Shizuo's arm. A shiver ran up his spine, and the bigger male found it hard to resist - especially with the smaller one prowling around in a teasing manner.
Izaya winked and tugged in Shizuo sweater, tugging him closer, "Come now."
"O…ok…"
Izaya dragged Shizuo into the center of the crowd, bumping up against the others that were dancing. Shizuo caught sight of Kadota and his group dancing to his right, and Shinra and Celty dancing together. It was actually kinda of sweet, seeing the couple twirling around together.
Of course, his aimless glancing around was cut short by Izaya moving into his line of sight, and trying to get Shizuo to move. The informant grabbed Shizuo by the arms, forcing him to move rigidly to the beat. It took a lot of coaxing from Izaya to get Shizuo to finally loosen up and sway with the beat.
After two songs, Shizuo was having some fun. Even if it was Izaya he was dancing with, he wasn't worried about people asking him about it. Most of the party-goers didn't recognize him, or were buzzed and didn't bother asking. The only ones he had to worry about were Erika and Walker, who would randomly whistle loudly when they bumped a bit too close.
Either way, he was having a good time. Izaya sure seemed to be having fun. The past few days had been rough for the informant. Shizuo could tell he was dedicated to his work, and did enjoy being an informant. But not even someone as cunning and sly as Izaya could hide the fact that he was mentally exhausted and in desperate need to loosen up. Knowing that Izaya was finally having his fun, albeit in a much different way than Shizuo would have probably imagined, made it a bit easier to also just go with the flow and have fun.
"Mmm, Tsu-chan…?"
Shizuo glanced over to Izaya and chuckled a bit, playing along with Izaya's game, "Yeah?"
Izaya pointed up, smirking deviously, "Look a what your dancing under."
Shizuo looked, and frowned at the garland that was draped along the doorframe. "What? It's jus-"
The glimmer of the flashing lights on the small white berries that hung loosely from the plant that was attached to the garland. Shizuo felt his face heat up as Izaya stepped closer; the informant chuckling deviously as his smile grew wider.
"You know what the folklore is for mistletoe, right~"
Of course he knew! Who wouldn't know something like that! Dammit Shinra, he had to go hang this up! Probably so he could have an excuse to give Celty a kiss on her…her…where exactly would he kiss her? Her helmet?
T-this was no time to be thinking about Celty and Shinra's love life! Right now, he had to focus on the fact that he was standing under mistletoe with Izaya, and the informant had that devilish smirk on his face that instantly meant he was up to no good!
"So, Tsu-chan, are you going to give Psyche a kiss?~"
"Uh…"
A burst of uncharacteristic laughter broke the awkward tension that built up between the two of them. Shizuo whipped his head around to stare at the source, while Izaya didn't even flinch. His red eyes just lazily shifted to stare at Shinra, who was leaning against the wall.
"Ahahaha, you guys! That is hilarious! Shizuo you totally gotta make a move on him! Hahahaha!" Shinra cried out, face red from laughing too hard and from his drunken stupor. He hunched over, clutching his sides as he laughed, nearly falling over until Celty caught him.
"Shinra, shut up!"
"Shizuo, this is priceless. So funny!"
Shizuo could feel his face, ears, and neck turning redder as Shinra's laughter slowly started getting the attention other guests. He looked around nervously, trying to figure a way out of this mess. Shizuo stared at Izaya, trying to see his reaction.
Izaya just stood silently, a smile tugging at his frown as he narrowed his eyes at Shinra. His body language was calm, slacked with apathy. He seemed completely ok with Shinra causing a scene. And he seemed perfectly fine with the fact they might have to…
"Shizuoooo, it's customary to kiss the lovely lady under the mistletoe!"
Shizuo clenched his fists and growled, "Izaya is far from a lady!"
"My name is Psyche!" Izaya whined, rolling his head to the side with impatience. Shizuo rubbed his temples and groaned.
"Guys, shut up…I'm not gonna…"
"That's not fun! You gotta!"
"Tsu-chaan~"
"Hey, is that Izaya under the mistletoe with Shizu-chan?" Erika cried from one corner.
This entire situation was getting out of hand.
Shizuo acted on impulse. He reached forward and grabbed Izaya by the shoulders, pulling the man towards him. Without thinking twice, he pressed his lips against Izaya's firmly, eyes squeezed shut as he grimaced slightly.
Izaya's eyes widened as Shizuo kissed him. Although it was obviously amateur and not very heated, it still made Izaya's heart race. He blinked a few times, still trying to grasp the fact that the brute had actually kissed him. He never expected him to go for it.
But the action lasted only a moment. Shizuo pulled away quickly, face red with embarrassment. He glared at Shinra, who had gone silent with surprise, and growled lowly under his breath, "There, happy?"
The informant moved closer, pressing himself against Shizuo, nuzzling his nose against Shizuo's ear, "Very happy, Tsu-chan~" he purred. The sound made Shizuo shiver as he stepped back. Izaya stepped in time with him, keeping close as the ex-blonde moved backwards up towards the wall.
"Tsu-chan…I feel…" Izaya paused for a moment, drinking in Shizuo's expression. He looked utterly confused and nervous. It was adorable.
"Y-you feel what?"
Izaya's lips curled with mischief, "Adventurous~". He closed in on Shizuo like a hungry predator trapping their prey. Shizuo stepped back again, aware that he was running out of space to move.
"Adventurous?"
Growling lowly, Izaya grabbed Shizuo firmly by the arm and pulled him into another sloppy kiss, closing the gap between them roughly. Their lips smashed together painfully, causing Shizuo to grunt with surprise as Izaya's grip tightened. Shizuo pulled his head back, but Izaya followed him, refusing to let them part for long.
"I've seen the way you look at me~" he purred sultrily. He held onto Shizuo tightly, using the ex-blonde's moment of confusion to his advantage.
"W-what?"
Izaya pushed him backwards, slamming Shizuo against the wall and pinning him as he devoured the taller man's mouth. The slender informant purred and bit at Shizuo's lip, causing him to open his jaw reflexively. Izaya slid his tongue into the moist crevice, swirling the warm muscle against Shizuo's. The ex-blonde made a sound of surprise as Izaya pressed the tip of his tongue against the roof of Shizuo's mouth and licked the back of his teeth.
Izaya went with the motions and pressed his torso against Shizuo's, rubbing himself against the bartender seductively. He groaned into the kiss, enjoy the feeling a bit more than he thought he would. He was only interested in seeing how good the fortissimo of Ikebukuro was at kissing, but now he was much more interested in something else. Something lower.
He nibbled on Shizuo's tongue as it finally began to move with his own, breaking away to gasp in a breath as things grew more heated. He let out a lewd groan, and a soft "Tsu-chan", and smirked with approval when the brute finally gave into his advances. Shizuo grabbed onto the raven's slender hips, pulling their waists together as their tongue fought each other. Humming contentedly, he savored the taste that lingered on Shizuo as his hands ran along his sculpted arms and over his chest.
The tang of tobacco was nonexistent. Good. Izaya couldn't stand the taste. However, the soothing taste of peppermint and eggnog mixed in with the alcohol on his breath. It was a delicious taste that he wanted more of.
Their hearts were racing, blood pumping faster than any chase could have ever caused. They were easily caught up in the moment, grinding against each other as the bass in the music pumped through their veins and urged them on. Izaya pulled away for a moment, growling out, "I know you want me, Shizu-chan~" as he broke his character.
Shizuo grunted in reply, panting heavily and staring at Izaya through hooded eyes. Both of them were flushed with desire and jittery with excitement of the naughtiest kind. Izaya ground his hips against Shizuo's, feeling Shizuo's cock jumping at the friction. Izaya licked his lips, grinding his erection against Shizuo's again, a moan escaping his lips as he leaned his head back a bit.
"Mmnn…God." Izaya groaned, feeling Shizuo guiding his hips so they rolled against each other.
"Shit." Shizuo had no idea what he was doing. Why was he going through with this? This was Izaya after all…but God, it didn't matter when it felt that good.
Izaya reached forward grabbing the doorknob to the closet that was near the door, and forced it open. He pushed his leg in between Shizuo's and pushed him back, shoving him into the closet and closing the door behind him.
Shrouded in darkness, with only the reverberating beats to guide them, they closed the gap again, noisily smacking their lips and clashing their teeth against each other. Shizuo stumbled over a shoe that was lying on the floor, and fell against the wall, with Izaya tumbling onto him. Izaya used this chance to ignore his inhibitions and utilize Shizuo's slouched position to press his crotch against Shizuo's. Both groaned loudly, unable to hold back the animalistic sounds that bubbled to the surface.
Shizuo pressed against the wall and slid down to the floor, Izaya crawling in between his legs to kiss him hungrily, arching his back to the pricks of their erections brushed each other. Shizuo shuddered at the touch, and ran his hands along Izaya's sides; his fingertips pushing up Izaya's sweater so it bunched up at his chest.
"Mnn…ahh Shizu-chan…" Izaya mewled as Shizuo ran his hands along his heated body. Izaya's hands ran along Shizuo's chest and stomach; he wished that he was wearing his button up shirt so he could get to the skin.
Instead, he focused on a lower region and palmed Shizuo's tented erection through his pants. The bartender jolted, gasping as he was firmly fondled, groaning as Izaya's fingers worked their magic.
"Fuck me."
Shizuo forced his hazy eyes open and stared down at Izaya, who was looking back up at him through thick lashes.
"W-what?"
"I see the way you stare. You fuck me with your eyes, Shizu-chan." Izaya growled, rolling the heel of his palm against Shizuo again. The ex-blonde reacted in the way Izaya wanted - groaning and arching into the touch despite what his rational thought was saying. Izaya licked his lips, panting as he stared heavily at the bulge in Shizuo's jeans. "So do us both a favor, and fuck me~"
He bent down, hips and ass wiggling in the air, and breathed heavily. He earned an appreciative moan from Shizuo as his mouth sucked and licked at Shizuo's cock. He could practically taste the beads of precum that were seeping through the fabric. Pulling away for a moment, Izaya readjusted his position and used his teeth to tug at the zipper and button. Once he was unbuttoned, Izaya wasted no time in spitting into his hands and reaching inside, earning a hiss from Shizuo.
Shizuo's hands latched onto Izaya's shoulders, the finger tips pressing deeply into his skin. He grit his teeth and grunted as Izaya's cold saliva slicked hands crudely worked up his shaft.
"S-shit flea…" he hissed, receiving a smirk from Izaya. The drunken haze in Izaya's eyes ran a shiver along his spine, shooting straight to his groin. His eyes threatened to close as Izaya tugged his erection from his pants and visibly worked it for Shizuo to see.
"How sexy~ You look like a cat in heat with the way you watch me like that." Izaya purred, nuzzling the side of Shizuo's cock with his nose, blowing softly on it. Shizuo jerked up, his hips shifting as his body ached to be touched.
"So just fuck me already~" Izaya whispered, kissing the base softly as he gently trailed a fingertip along the underside of Shizuo's cock, watching it jump with need. "Besides, I tooootally want it~"
"I-I just can't do that!" Shizuo choked out, "You're hammered!"
"Fine. Then I'll just do it. Think of it as a belated Christmas gift~" He flicked his tongue out to lick a vein that throbbed, as his hand curled around the base. His other hand, still slicked with saliva, slipped between his own legs and into his jeans to stroke himself. Izaya mewled, eyes fluttering closed as he worked his mouth up, peppering soft kisses along the shaft. Shizuo's head fell back and hit the wall, a groan escaping him as his grip tightened. Izaya winced, feeling bruises already starting to form, but continued up until he was panting hot breath on the tip.
Shizuo shuddered, knowing what was coming next. God he wanted it. He was so hard, and he needed to get off. He knew he could let Izaya finish him off and would most likely not even remember. But…
That's not how Shizuo wanted it to happen. He would never forgive himself for taking advantage of Izaya. He needed to stop it…no matter how much he didn't want it to stop.
"Izaya…"
The feeling of that devilish tongue rolling over the head of his cock pushed him over the edge. He reacted without thinking. He pushed Izaya back, slamming the smaller male against the wall. A loud bang and a crack was heard over the music, and a small groan escaped Izaya's lips.
Shizuo froze, hands still gripping the informant and holding him against the wall. He stared wide eyed at Izaya, watching as those cloudy red eyes fluttered close. He slackened in Shizuo's grip, head rolling forward as he succumbed to sleep.
"…Flea?"
Izaya slumped forward in Shizuo's arms, knocked out from sudden blow to the head. Shizuo tried to shake Izaya back to consciousness, but soon found that the drunk informant wouldn't be waking up any time soon. He groaned, suddenly trapped in a dark closet, with a passed out man and a slowly fading erection.