T r i c h o t i l l o m a n i a - [7/ X]
anonymous
April 5 2011, 22:22:37 UTC
Shizuo tried to stand up, but it was only now that he realized his arms were bound above his head.
“Why am I bound? “
Izaya waved him off, “It’s just a mere precaution. Nothing to worry about.”
Shizuo wasn’t so sure, “Right...Whatever you say.”
“Enough chit-chat, time to get rid of that disgusting hair,” Izaya cheered as he swung the scissors in rapid circles on his finger. The occasionally clinking of his rings colliding with the scissors echoed loudly in the room.
Izaya knelt down, his hand gently grasping a tuft of hair on Shizuo’s pubis, carefully he held it between two fingers, and slid the scissors down to snip-snip-snip away the hair.
Shizuo hadn’t realized that he had tensed up. The tendons in his neck stood out vibrantly along the length of his throat. Nor had he realized that his breath had hitched. His stomach contracted, abs rippling, and the already slightly protruding ribs were displayed more prominently as each dip and curve twitched from the sudden intake of breath.
Sliding his hand over to another part Izaya repeated action, careful that the blade didn’t knick the sensitive flesh.
On the outside he appeared delighted to be doing this.
Inside he was battling himself.
Yes, he was happy to finally rid the beast of all that hair. However, he was completely grossed out that he was the one removing the hair. He’d prefer to pay someone else to do this. However, Shizuo didn’t trust strangers at all, and would have thrown a fit.
As it was… Had Izaya not used a super powerful sedative to knock the blonde out, him and Shizuo would still been arguing about it over a light lunch, still hairy.
Shizuo tried to stand up, but it was only now that he realized his arms were bound above his head.
“Why am I bound? “
Izaya waved him off, “It’s just a mere precaution. Nothing to worry about.”
Shizuo wasn’t so sure, “Right...Whatever you say.”
“Enough chit-chat, time to get rid of that disgusting hair,” Izaya cheered as he swung the scissors in rapid circles on his finger. The occasionally clinking of his rings colliding with the scissors echoed loudly in the room.
Izaya knelt down, his hand gently grasping a tuft of hair on Shizuo’s pubis, carefully he held it between two fingers, and slid the scissors down to snip-snip-snip away the hair.
Shizuo hadn’t realized that he had tensed up. The tendons in his neck stood out vibrantly along the length of his throat. Nor had he realized that his breath had hitched. His stomach contracted, abs rippling, and the already slightly protruding ribs were displayed more prominently as each dip and curve twitched from the sudden intake of breath.
Sliding his hand over to another part Izaya repeated action, careful that the blade didn’t knick the sensitive flesh.
On the outside he appeared delighted to be doing this.
Inside he was battling himself.
Yes, he was happy to finally rid the beast of all that hair. However, he was completely grossed out that he was the one removing the hair. He’d prefer to pay someone else to do this. However, Shizuo didn’t trust strangers at all, and would have thrown a fit.
As it was… Had Izaya not used a super powerful sedative to knock the blonde out, him and Shizuo would still been arguing about it over a light lunch, still hairy.
Snip. Snip. Snip…away with horrible body hair~!
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GOOD LUCK, IZAYA.
And epic lol at captcha from earlier.
Ufufufu cock ring. LIKE HOW THAT WAS JUST SLIPPED RIGHT IN THERE. VERY DISCREET -nods-
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