[ But Light's own tongue just shoves him right back as he tries his damnedest to force the other man up against the wall, meaning to get the upper hand this time. ]
[Like Izaya is one to back down without a fight. His tongue wrestles with Light's, trying to make sure that he knows his place. Letting him have control? Merely something he said to convince him to get a move on.]
[ Light's tongue is beaten back, only to surge forward with renewed effort. Meanwhile, Light's shifting his weight in a valiant effort to pin Izaya flat, a stubborn growl wrenched from his throat. ]
[ This earns Izaya an abrupt gasp, distracting Light from both pulling away and from pushing his advantage. Leaving him vulnerable for a precious moment. ]
[ Yes, please. It's gettin' hot in here and rather than shove the hands away out of annoyance, he welcomes them, in fact sighs a little in relief. Though Light will at least attempt to get Izaya out of his top, too. ]
[In actuality, the shirt removal was more of a self-gratification thing, as Izaya started to suck hard at the skin of Light's collarbone. It tasted salty, likely from the sweat that had built up there.]
[ Oh, hi, Izaya's mouth. How you doin'? Light jumps in slight surprise, but once Izaya begins lapping and licking, he nearly melts. ]
So that mouth of yours... is good for something after all. [ It's all the praise Izaya is likely to get, but at least Light isn't pushing him off. He'll even crane his neck so Izaya can find the ideal angle. ]
My mouth is my ace. [He says between licks. And he damn well knew it, too. If Light was the king of smooth-talking, Izaya was emperor. And this emperor was sure to leave plenty of hickeys.]
[ Light sucks in a shuddering breath, fingers burying themselves in Izaya's dark hair, urging him onward. Maybe submission wasn't so bad if it meant being treated like this. ]
[The unbutton shirt also allowed access to other areas of Light's body. A skilled hand moves to one of his nipples, tweaking it ever so slightly while the tongue continues its assault.]
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So that mouth of yours... is good for something after all. [ It's all the praise Izaya is likely to get, but at least Light isn't pushing him off. He'll even crane his neck so Izaya can find the ideal angle. ]
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Mu, why me?
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