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Who: Shizuo and Izaya
Where: Plaza area
When: Saturday morning
Style: Prose!
Status: Closed / smut warning

Shizuo had been feeling pretty good as he had walked throughout Vatheon earlier that morning. Training with Serph was going very well and his meeting with Vegeta had left Shizuo feeling extra motivated about his control - making it happen, rather than being, as Vegeta had bluntly put it, lazy. It was working. He felt optimistic, and since it had been a couple of weeks since Shizuo lost his temper, he felt as though he was actually making decent progress.

But progress wasn't as linear of a path as Shizuo wanted to it be. Sometimes there was regression - a couple of steps backward, a reminder of the way things were before he left Ikebukuro. This was one of those unfortunate situations. In retrospect, Shizuo would wonder how he managed to get so worked up when he had sparred with Serph the day before and therefore should not have had so much restless energy ready to be released - but in the moment, it didn't even occur to him.

Shizuo was pissed. Mindlessly enraged in a way that hailed back to his earlier days of fighting with Izaya. He tore a lamppost out of the ground and was fully prepared to swing it like a bat at the local who had managed to tip him so far over into the deep end.

Vegeta had said that sometimes releasing all that strength and energy just felt good, but Shizuo's mind wasn't even on that. It wasn't on anything. His body was seemingly acting on its own volition. Everything else was drowned out.

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Izaya was still laughing by the time Shizuo stood up to go to the bathroom. He stared after the blond, the laughter eventually fading into a subtle smile. He knew that it had gone over Shizuo's head. But at least Shizuo hadn't thrown a table at him. He pushed himself up onto his feet and walked after his boyfriend, a minor skip in his step. He swung open the bathroom door and came up to Shizuo from behind.

"I'm sorry," he said and this time he sounded to mean it a little more. He stepped up beside Shizuo and slid up to sit onto the counter in front of him.

"You're really bad at having fun, aren't you?" he asked but his tone wasn't condescending. Instead, it was a little more on the gentle side. He scooted across the counter and glanced down at the milk.

"No need to get mad over spilled milk, huh? Anyway, I just wanted the excuse to get you a little wet," he said and perhaps it was a bit crude but that was sort of the point. "Are you pissed at me?" he asked, smiling slightly after as he leaned over towards Shizuo and reached out to grab the back of his head, pulling it close to his own.

"You can get me back if you want," he offered, looking down at the faucet of the sink before he looked back up at Shizuo. "You seem like you've never really gotten down and dirty to have a little bit of a good time. This isn't so bad." He reached his finger out and drew it through some of the wet spot and brought it towards his mouth but didn't lick it. He hated the taste of milk.

Shizuo was using some wet paper towels to try and clean up the milk. When Izaya entered the bathroom, he threw a glare in his direction, then looked back down to his pants. "How is this supposed to be fun?" he asked through clenched teeth. Funny how they had just established Izaya was a good source of control for him, and now Izaya was pushing all the buttons necessary for getting him riled up again.

When Izaya grabbed his head, Shizuo glared down at him and replied, "Yeah, I'm a little pissed at you. I don't get what you were trying to do with this." The amusement was still lost on him, entirely. How was messing up his clothes with milk fun? While milk may have been Shizuo favorite beverage of choice, even he didn't like having it it all over his clothes.

"I'm not getting you back," he stated, pulling back from Izaya and wiping at the spot on his pants again. He wasn't going to try and get Izaya soaked. Besides - water was different than milk. Water dried without leaving a linger odor.

Izaya sighed heavily and rolled his eyes.

"Jeez, Shizu-chan, you must've had a shitty childhood or something," he muttered, sliding off the counter. Granted, this really wasn't the first time he had thrown milk on Shizuo. He used to do it in high school quite a lot. Hell, nearly every lunch period he'd grab Shizuo's milk from him and pour it over his head. It had been the most immature method of flirting. Just like back then, Shizuo still didn't get it. Which was just hilarious but he knew that he had already messed up a little.

"You're really hard to flirt with," he exclaimed finally. "I mean. Suggestive words and everything and nothing. We haven't had sex in a while," he pointed out, "Not even when we could read each other's minds. Stop." He finally grabbed the towels from Shizuo's hands and squatted back down in front of him.

"You don't wipe. You press. It soaks it up," he grumbled, pushing the towel into Shizuo's pant leg to soak the milk up instead of spread it around. He stood back up, holding the cloth there before he pressed it against another spot. He rolled his eyes again and pulled his hand back.

"I think they'll be fine." But hey, even if they weren't, it was quite literally a free city.

"This is flirting," Shizuo stated, not without some disbelief. How was dousing another person with milk flirting? He certainly hadn't considered it flirting back in high school. If anything, he thought that Izaya just wanted to piss him off back then, kind of like he was doing now. The only difference being that this time, Shizuo wasn't going to launch something in Izaya direction.

He really didn't try to be bad at flirting. Shizuo was just...kind of inexperienced and sheltered when it came to that kind of thing. As he and Izaya had established, Izaya was the only person he had ever slept with. Hell, Shizuo hadn't even kissed anyone before the fairy tale curse. Maybe he was just a little up tight.

"If you want to have sex, why can't you just say that?" Shizuo asked, deliberately not looking at Izaya. He had never been the kind of guy that liked talking in circles about things. He wanted to be up front, and clear in his intentions, and he expected other people to be do. It was why he managed to get so worked up sometimes - most people just weren't that candid.

Of course he wanted to sleep with Izaya again. That was a given. Shizuo lusted after him more than he let on. He was just still caught up in how new it still felt. Sure, it had been a few weeks since they first had sex, but that didn't change how intimate it was - how it made Shizuo a little self-conscious and unsure. He just didn't want to treat Izaya without the respect he deserved - was that so bad?

He didn't even really care about his pants.

"Okay," he answered as Izaya finished up. "Thanks." He didn't feel entirely thankful, but at least Izaya had made an effort to help.

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He stared at Shizuo, his eyes wide before his expression turned into one of being completely unimpressed. He knew that Shizuo was a slow on the whole flirting thing and sexy thing but a part of Izaya had hoped that maybe some natural instinct would kick in. Not that Izaya really wanted or demanded sex all of the time but it was a tad bit ridiculous to think about how glaringly blind Shizuo was. A part of Izaya thought that he was going to have to be the one to always insinuate sex. What a drag.

"You're kidding, right?" he asked and for a third time, rolled his eyes. "God, Shizu-chan." He could be immensely daft.

"A part of the charm of having a sexual relationship is the spontaneity behind it. It's kind of lame if you just bluntly ask for sex out of the blue. Granted it depends on how you go about that but for the most part...That's kind of why it's fun to have something of a build up. You need to relax, okay?" he said and set the paper towels aside to instead place his hands onto Shizuo's broad shoulders.

"I wasn't trying to piss you off. Ahhh. I'm sorry for ruining our- pleasant~ moment." This was strike two for Izaya on the whole seduction scale. Really. First the mind-reading event and now this. He was really starting to wonder how he could ever seduce Shizuo. Naturally. He huffed lowly and patted his hand against Shizuo's chest.

"Come on, let's go finish our cake. If you're not mad at me enough to still eat with me?" he offered, giving up on the sex for now. He slid out from in front of Shizuo and wandered towards the door. Well, there went that attempt. That was fine. Perhaps he was too dirty for Shizuo. Even if he was just as virginal as his boyfriend, his desires were a bit more explicit.

Maybe he was being stupid, but Shizuo still didn't get how pouring milk on him was even remotely erotic. Izaya did have a point though, in saying he needed to relax. He was probably too wound up about the whole topic of sex, but as usual, they had done things backwards. Usually a relationship was a linear progression of getting to know each other, entering the physical realm, and then having sex. But he and Izaya had consummated their relationship with sex after a particularly emotional discussion, thereby sort of skipping the build-up that was supposed to lead to that point. It was hard for Shizuo to make up the difference of what they had skipped.

"I know you weren't trying to," Shizuo replied, shoulders sagging a little. He knew that now, and even before he hadn't assumed the worst, he had just failed to understand. "It's fine, don't worry about it." Now he felt a little badly - he did have a tendency to completely fail to pick up on Izaya's less-than-subtle hints toward wanting to have sex.

But what could he do to remedy that?

"I'm not mad." He wasn't even irritated, anymore. Just confused, and wondering if this was the second among what was going to turn into many failed attempts about being able to play into Izaya's plans for sex - being able to please Izaya.

He caught up with Izaya and grabbed his arm before he could open the door, then pulled him back. Once he had Izaya facing him, Shizuo leaned forward and kissed him. Spontaneity, right? Shizuo made sure it was a passionate kiss, parting his lips and easing his tongue in against Izaya's. Maybe he did a terrible job of picking up on hints, but he could communite his desire this way - show Izaya that he did want him, even if he was just dumb on the subject as a whole.

It wasn't exactly that pouring the milk onto Shizuo was erotic, it was something beyond that. An approach to a sexual invite by bluntly getting onto his knees to clean the mess off of Shizuo, when he could have very easily just offered him napkins instead. It didn't matter now though. At least Shizuo seemed to have cooled off again. Izaya was about to tell Shizuo how happy he was that he wasn't mad because he really shouldn't be but-

Oh Shizuo. You are a quick learner and Izaya will hand you that much. Izaya wasn't about to pout over it like he had the first time to guilt trip Shizuo a bit but this was absolutely fine. His eyes widened up in honest surprise but he was quick to respond appropriately. His body wilted against Shizuo's, submitting to the sudden and intrusive kiss. He accepted his tongue wholeheartedly and began to work his own back against Shizuo's. He had wanted Shizuo rather badly lately so it didn't take too much to spark an interest.

His arms wound around his neck and he pulled himself close and warm, until their entire bodies were aligned. He had missed touching Shizuo so entirely. Maybe Shizuo was an oblivious idiot when it came to sex but it was really okay when he made up for it like this.

He pressed his mouth open a little wider and sucked Shizuo's tongue into his mouth, curling his around it. He felt immaturely flushed over the whole thing. But seriously, they were still just both barely non-virgins so it wasn't that much of a surprise that Shizuo's touch was still a shock to his system like this.

He wondered if this meant what he hoped it meant and broke the kiss to confirm his suspicions.

"Do you want to go somewhere?" he asked, though his eyes flicked over Shizuo's shoulder and to one of the bathroom stalls.

It was difficult for Shizuo not respond so wholly when Izaya's was close against him like that, their bodies touching. Feeling Izaya's tongue move and curl against his made a heat fill his body, and he, too, felt as though his system had been shocked into awareness. Was he supposed to feel embarrassed over feeling such an intense want so easily? Shizuo wasn't sure. He tried not to think about it. Izaya had made it clear that he wanted this, after all, and was behaving in turn. So he'd give in and move his hand to Izaya's hair, curling his fingers in it as he moved his lips against Izaya's.

"Yeah, we can," Shizuo replied a little breathless, but he caught Izaya looking off toward the bathroom behind him. Here - was he thinking about doing this in...public? Well, not that anyone else was in the bathroom with them, but...Shizuo glanced behind him, then back at Izaya.

"Do you want to here?" he asked, tone a little incredulous, but he wasn't necessarily opposed. Just surprised. Maybe a little shy. He wasn't necessarily the adventurous type when it came to sex - but that wasn't out of a lack of desire. It was more from a general lack of experience.

While Izaya lacked just as much experience, he had some faith in his abilities. He was sly with words so why shouldn't he be sly with his body? A persuasive young man in all aspects of the social trade. Yet he still felt a little embarrassed to make such an outstandingly provocative suggestion. To have sex in a public bathroom? He hadn't really thought about it and it was really a very filthy idea.

And yet.

"Unless you live nearby," Izaya said and okay, it did sound like a little bit of fun to do it in the bathroom. Though totally crude. Izaya tapped his fingers against his chin in thought. While he felt riled up, he certainly wasn't totally engrossed in the moment to the point of high demand of sex right now but at the same time...

Why the hell not? He grabbed Shizuo by his arm and pulled him over to the handicap stall, slamming the door shut behind them. He slid the bolt across and glanced around. It was, thankfully, an immaculate bathroom and seemed pretty hygienic. He smiled at Shizuo then and placed his hand against his chest.

"Let me make up spilling milk on you," he said, pushing Shizuo over to the toilet where he all but forced him to sit down. It didn't take a second before he was mounted up onto Shizuo's lap, a leg on either side of him. He slid his finger under his chin and lifted the blond's head so that he could look down at him.

He leaned down in and cupped his hands around Shizuo's face to kiss him. It was as passionate as the kiss shared out in the bathroom but a little bit more slow. A tease more than an upright in-your-face seduction technique. But it was still erotic as the other and it still made Izaya's stomach twist.

Shizuo shrugged. He didn't live far, but they'd still need to walk there, and even if they weren't so overcome by lust that they couldn't wait, Shizuo was trying to be spontaneous, like Izaya had said. Sex in a public bathroom did seem pretty perverse, though. He wasn't really sure which decision would be best in this situation, so he was glad that Izaya decided to go ahead and decide for them both. He allowed himself to be guided into the bathroom stall.

Shizuo was wondering about whether or not someone would walk in and hear them, when Izaya gave him that push and had him sit down. "We should probably be quick," Shizuo suggested, but as soon as Izaya was in his lap, those thoughts faded to the periphery. Maybe they didn't need to be that quick. As long as they weren't loud...

Shizuo returned that kiss, hands on Izaya's hips and then moving down to grab his ass. The slow quality of the kiss made him want even more, and he made a soft noise of encouragement as his tongue eased itself around Izaya's. Shizuo wasn't exactly sure how to have sex in a public restroom work out properly, but that didn't really seem to matter. He grabbed at Izaya's shirt as they kissed, slipping his hands under it to feel his skin.

Izaya might not have had a whole lot of experience sexually but he was pretty sure that having sex in a bathroom stall being dirty and perverted was apart of the point. Getting sultry with your partner was fun and exciting. Now, he was much more apt to taking Shizuo back home and making love on his bed but this had its pros as well. Simply put, it made Shizuo look incredibly more appealing in such a crude way that made Izaya remember the days he thought Shizuo looked good after a hard fight between the two of them.

"Sure," he said, practically laughing because honestly. They didn't need to be that quick and both he and Shizuo knew it. He shifted his hips against Shizuo, sliding his ass down against Shizuo's lap just before his ass was grabbed, then he stilled. He kissed Shizuo back, savoring his taste as he began to work his body against Shizuo's yet again once his ass was free. It was a half-assed lap dance but it gracefully managed to mock movements of sex well enough to spike some burrowing interest in Izaya.

"Ahh. I have an idea," he said, suddenly breaking from the kiss. He slid his thumb under his own lip, his eyes flicked downward between their bodies. With one effortless movement, Izaya was down in front of Shizuo on his knees. He was nestled between his legs and unbuckling the front of his pants and pulling the zipper down.

"I've never given a blowjob," he explained, pressing his palm inside against Shizuo's dick to gauge just how hard his boyfriend was, and began to gently work his hand against him. "But there's a first for everything, ne?"

Oh. He had a seriously good idea brooding here. His mouth twitched up into a smirk and he looked up at Shizuo. This could be a lot of fun. He pulled Shizuo out, hooking his hand around his base completely before he began to stroke him attentively.

Maybe this was a little exciting, Shizuo allowed himself to think as Izaya shifted against his lap. If nothing else, Shizuo enjoyed the way Izaya felt against him, the way Izaya moved - and he supposed he could admit that doing it in relative public was kind of exciting. There was something to be said for the thrill of the possibility of being caught or overheard. And while Shizuo wouldn't necessarily want that to happen, it was a kind of exciting thought in theory.

This time, when Izaya kneeled before him, Shizuo definitely felt more interested than he had with the milk incident. He could already feel his cock twitching as Izaya unzipped his pants. Why had they waited so long to do this again? Izaya was right - of course - and Shizuo really wanted him now.

Those words were enough to send an anticipatory chill up Shizuo's spine, which was exasperated by the fact that Izaya was already working at him with his hand. "Ah - Izaya, that'd be...really good." Shizuo wasn't great at dirty talk, which stemmed from a desire to respect Izaya in addition to lack of experience, but he wanted him to know that the thought of a blow job was really exciting, and he was getting even harder just at the thought of Izaya's lips coming down over his cock alone. He leaned back and pushed his hips outward just slightly - a silent encouragement.

If Izaya had known that Shizuo was partially reluctant to do some of these things out of respect, then maybe he would've approached sex a bit differently. Hell, he'd be almost too flattered. That really isn't the case though and Izaya's perfectly fine with being on his knees in a public bathroom stall. Despite the pornographic cliche, it's much more than he had thought it would be. His usual company before Vatheon was yakuza members and they sure had plenty of vulgar stories to share. Granted, they were all about women and barely held Izaya's attention but he'd heard of this kind of shit.

The only difference was that Shizuo and himself actually cared about one another.

He wasn't worrying about that. He was worrying instead about how long it would take for his jaw to clench up around Shizuo. He had an impressive length and girth and Izaya had to take a breath. Like with anything else he did, he went in with confidence. He bowed his head low, closed his eyes and sucked the head directly into his mouth, instantly bringing attention to the slit with his tongue. Izaya didn't need Shizuo to dirty talk him. Izaya could spit that out for the both of them but talking wasn't really important anymore.

He worked his tongue persistently until finally he began to sink lower and lower around Shizuo, his mouth stretched out around his cock and he focused hard on suckling, licking, and keeping his teeth from skimming down on the sensitive, hot flesh. He wedged Shizuo partially down his throat, but his gag reflex wouldn't let much more past. He started to swallow and bob his head, his nose wrinkled faintly but he seemed to be all too content to keep on up with this.

Shizuo didn't know what was more stimulating - the sensation of Izaya's mouth around his cock, or the sight of Izaya closing his eyes and sucking. He forced himself to keep his eyes open despite the desire to just lay back and relax into the feeling, because he wanted to watch. No one had ever sucked him off before - of course - but even so, he didn't think Izaya felt like an amateur. The way he moved his tongue against the head of his cock - it felt too amazing.

He moaned, a little louder than he would have liked for being in public, but it was difficult to stay mindful of that when Izaya was licking and sucking in a way that made him seem into it as well. The desire to move his hips with the motion was there, but Shizuo did his best to refrain - he wasn't looking to use Izaya like a body - he wanted Izaya as Izaya.

His hand moved to Izaya's head, but not to force - he was very careful not to push down or physically demand more. He just wanted to touch him, in some way, as they were doing this, and so he settled for loosely running his hand over his head.

"F-fuck, Izaya -" he moaned again. Though as amazing as this session was, it made him want to hold out and then take Izaya properly, rather than giving in this way. That was the drawback of being in a public bathroom - he didn't have any lube on hand, and he'd never consider doing it in a way that would hurt Izaya.

Not that he was complaining - this felt amazing, and he'd be able to come, easily, if Izaya continued just as he was.

What Izaya didn't quite expect was for his jaw to stiffen up rather quickly. As he sucked and pulled on Shizuo with his mouth, his jaw began to pinch up from the sheer tension of trying not to bite. It got to the point where eventually, reluctantly, Izaya had no choice but to slide his mouth off with a bit of an obscure slicking sound, his mouth somewhat puffed from the oral. He looked up at Shizuo and grinned apologetically. He would practice that in the future. He had a feeling that Shizuo wouldn't really have any complaints in that department.

A part of Izaya was too happy to get that done and over with. He was starting to ache between his legs a little bit and they had ventured in this stall to get rid of some pent up tension. He stood up from the ground, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand before he began to unbuckle the front of his own pants. He was naked from the waist down within a matter of moments, carelessly tossing his pants over the door of the bathroom stall to rest there and he set his shoes aside, shifting his legs apart so that he could sit up and straddle over Shizuo, bracing himself tightly as he put his mouth around his own fingers.

No, it sure as hell wasn't lube, but that'd just be fine enough to suffice and Izaya had a hunch that he had something of a masochistic edge. His eyes were dark, smoldering, and he was trying hard not to act as desperate as he actually felt. His cock was swollen nearly purple with how bad he actually wanted Shizuo but he kept a complacent expression on as he slathered his fingers before finally he removed them altogether from his mouth. Hitching his shirt up a bit, he reached between the two of their bodies and between his own legs until he could touch his own hole.

Thankfully, he had been going to town on himself a little bit much the past few nights so he wasn't entirely tight shut. He worked his finger in, resting his head on Shizuo's shoulder as he did so and panted lightly, struggling with the patience. It was hard when his face was buried right into Shizuo and that's all he could smell - was Shizuo. It practically made him drool. He wedged in a second finger and with a grunt, began to work them profusely inside of his body.

It was a little disappointing when Izaya had to stop, but nothing Shizuo couldn't handle. Of course, there was no going back now - not with how hard and ready he was - but he figured that they'd finish each other simply enough and then hurry out of the bathroom before someone walked in on them. He was ready to do just that, but then Izaya stripped and straddled him, sucking on his own fingers. Shizuo watched him, both surprised and a little confused as to what Izaya had planned - and then Izaya started fingering himself.

"Izaya -" It was supposed to be a protest, but it came out more hungry in tone than Shizuo intended. Izaya working himself like that - leaning into him - it aroused Shizuo even more. Hearing him pant like that - it made Shizuo want to be the one inside of him, rather than letting Izaya do it to himself. He wrapped a hand around Izaya's cock and loosely - carefully - moved it up and down as Izaya worked, wanting to do something for him, since Izaya had given him oral.

"I want you so bad," Shizuo told him, keeping his voice low.

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