Shizuo's hands moved from between her legs to the hem of her shirt. To Izaya, the taller one was looking like a five year old with a new toy, trying to figure out how it works.
She was suddenly remembered of the first time she heard about Shizuo, while being a boy. Shinra was so excited while talking about him, and Izaya felt like he had to meet this person, because it would be a great human puppet for him, like all the others.
Shizuo was not like that at all.
It angered Izaya and made him loathe the guts of that man. And at the same time... deep inside himself... he knew that now that they knew each other, he couldn't live without him. He also knew it was the same for Shizuo.
"Ahh, Shizu-chan, not so hard!"
The blonde had become fond of Izaya's new breasts. At first he was just touching them under her shirt -and she was wearing no bra. Shizuo thought it wasn't really necessary, since her boobs weren't that big anyway-, then he was gently brushing them with his fingers, brushing her nipples from time to time.
But then he squeezed them. hard.
"Sorry." it was barely audible, but Izaya heard it nonetheless.
"...did you just apologize? ...to me?"
"Shut up."
"Aww Shizu-chan. You're just too cute. Puppy-like cu- ahhh!"
He squeezed again.
"You'd be sexier with your mouth shut."
Then he removed her shirt. Izaya laughed.
"So you think I'm sexy~? hmm~~" she put some hair behind her ear as the blonde took her time to examine her new body, ignoring her words "I was right then, about your taste in women."
He frowned. The reached out to touch her chest, sliding his fingertips to her belly "You... changed your body... to my liking?"
Another round of laughter came from Izaya. Shizuo frowned even more.
"Now, why would I do that?" She leaned over the former bartender, while he backed up a bit. The small breasts pressed against his bare chest as she surrounded his neck with her arms and the black hair brushed his cheeks "I really hate Shizu-chan..."
"Then why-"
"...but I love the feeling of you inside me. Strange isn't it? Maybe I have a fetish for you. It's kind of kinky, fucking someone who wants to kill you."
Shizuo was really pissed, and he wasn't even sure which of the sentences from before got him like that. He still growled out of contained rage and arousal when Izaya began to rub herself against him, with that smug smile on her face.
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Shizuo's hands moved from between her legs to the hem of her shirt. To Izaya, the taller one was looking like a five year old with a new toy, trying to figure out how it works.
She was suddenly remembered of the first time she heard about Shizuo, while being a boy. Shinra was so excited while talking about him, and Izaya felt like he had to meet this person, because it would be a great human puppet for him, like all the others.
Shizuo was not like that at all.
It angered Izaya and made him loathe the guts of that man. And at the same time... deep inside himself... he knew that now that they knew each other, he couldn't live without him. He also knew it was the same for Shizuo.
"Ahh, Shizu-chan, not so hard!"
The blonde had become fond of Izaya's new breasts. At first he was just touching them under her shirt -and she was wearing no bra. Shizuo thought it wasn't really necessary, since her boobs weren't that big anyway-, then he was gently brushing them with his fingers, brushing her nipples from time to time.
But then he squeezed them. hard.
"Sorry." it was barely audible, but Izaya heard it nonetheless.
"...did you just apologize? ...to me?"
"Shut up."
"Aww Shizu-chan. You're just too cute. Puppy-like cu- ahhh!"
He squeezed again.
"You'd be sexier with your mouth shut."
Then he removed her shirt. Izaya laughed.
"So you think I'm sexy~? hmm~~" she put some hair behind her ear as the blonde took her time to examine her new body, ignoring her words "I was right then, about your taste in women."
He frowned. The reached out to touch her chest, sliding his fingertips to her belly "You... changed your body... to my liking?"
Another round of laughter came from Izaya. Shizuo frowned even more.
"Now, why would I do that?" She leaned over the former bartender, while he backed up a bit. The small breasts pressed against his bare chest as she surrounded his neck with her arms and the black hair brushed his cheeks "I really hate Shizu-chan..."
"Then why-"
"...but I love the feeling of you inside me. Strange isn't it? Maybe I have a fetish for you. It's kind of kinky, fucking someone who wants to kill you."
Shizuo was really pissed, and he wasn't even sure which of the sentences from before got him like that. He still growled out of contained rage and arousal when Izaya began to rub herself against him, with that smug smile on her face.
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