.Something else... [Izuya]

Jace had looked at me weird all afternoon. Probably because I can't stop humming and nearly smirking as I look over at a certain section of the wall. I can't help it. Izuya had been so much fun. I look at the time. Six-thirty. I chew on my lower lip. I want to at least look nice for him. I turn to Jace and he backs up as he gets the full force of my pouting puppy dog face, my eyes even filling with tears. I quickly explain to him what is going on and he smirks.

"If a guy is willing to risk his life with the claws you have.. Damn.. I pity the guy and I say.. Chain his balls up, Shiko," he chuckles and lets me go back upstairs to get ready. I make it to the rom and I pause. What if... What if he doesn't really come to pick me up? What if he was fucking with me? I sigh softly. But then I shake my head and take a quick shower and get myself dressed in something nice but simple. An off the shoulder beige sweater with a nice pair of jeans. I braid my hair a bit since its wet and I look at myself in the mirror. I smile. I like looking simple but nice. I refuse to wear make up for this and I head back down, the time now seven. I have my purse, an extra pair of jeans within and folded neatly with a pair of panties as well. Just in case he does his snapping trick. THough I'm a bit more prepared for it now. I thank Jace and I step outside and I sit down on the bench outside the shop. I relax and watch my breath leave my lips in a puff of white fog. I wonder if he will show up.

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Picture of Shioriko

“Yo,” chirps the chiming greeting from above her at a height of about two stories. There, Izuya was sitting with his legs hanging over the ledge of the bakery’s roof having been waiting on her. Since he knew her signature well, he could track her movements within, and figured he would wait for her out here. There was something said about ditching the date and simply going up stairs for a night of carnal passion, but Izuya hadn’t ironed out all the workings of his life insurance yet. There was the thought of having Kuna-kun play as a stunt double, but he decided that there was still some use in that human, so he wouldn’t throw him to the wolves just yet.

With a slight push of his hands, the spirit hops off of the ledge and free falls the two story distance to the ground where he lands crouched next to Shiko, casually with his elbows resting casually on his knees. Like a cat, it seemed that regardless of the height, he would probably always land on his feet. Looking towards he, notices, “I see you’re ready. From what I experienced earlier I wouldn’t have imagined you would look so much like a lady.” He stands up from the crouch and rests his hands in his pockets, “I expected leather and chains… pretty deceptive, don’t you think?”

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I look up as I hear a voice. My eyes land on Izuya who is seated on the edge of the roof. So.. My suspicions are being confirmed. His power earlier. I thought him to be an oni or like myself, a hitorinji. I get to my feet and he comes leaping down in a fluid manner. I watch him carefully. The way he moves. It had been like he was floating down. I shall label him as an Oni then. No way he can be a Kami. He's a bit too cunning and 'unholy' to be a Kami. Though I shouldn't base all Kami off Sanzon. But its the best that I have to compare to.

I laugh softly at his comment about how I am dressed. "Just because I have a sexual appetite doesn't mean I dress like a BDSM doll, sweetheart," I say to him, smile on my lips. "I thought I would dress a bit more nicely for you. Didn't think you would come back. I did seem to shake you up a bit this afternoon," I added, a mischivious twinkle in my golden brown orbs. I step closer to him, gazing into his eyes. "We could just head up to my room instead of going out.. Or are you afraid I might show you something you didn't know you liked?" I tease him softly.

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His amusement is evidence as he speaks, “then I thank you for the thought of dressing nicely for me.” From reading her, it seemed as if his entrance was too over the top; well, he figured that it was only a matter of time that she figured out at least that much about him, though he did like to keep his vagueness about him. He continues, “don’t think you can scare me away that easily. I told you I was interested in you, my interest is a pretty strong thing. Sometimes it outweighs my common sense.” Returning the mischievous gaze, he comments, “but really? Someone like you would want to have fun somewhere as boring as a bed. I would have pegged you as the type of girl who would enjoy doing it somewhere… more extreme…” In a tempting manner, he coaxes her, “if you could go anywhere right now to take me, regardless of where, where would it be? Please don’t say anything boring.”

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I smile turns a bit wicked and I feel the hunger within me rising. He's not the only one with the interest. He has caught my own. Bit dangerous when it comes to me though. I've had a couple of guys break up with me just because they couldn't keep up with my sexual appetite. Or didn't like the fact that I like to top. I arch a brow as he says a bed would be boring. Then he presents me with a challenge. Well a challenge in my mind. I blink and my hand comes up to cup my fingers around my chin. I tilt my head, actually thinking about this. If I could go anywhere. Well one would be to get that asshole Asei Jyn back for hurting my sister. But if my assumption of him being an Oni is correct. Well he can't go to Metro. I look at him, wondering for a moment where I would want to take him.

I would love to go to the demon realm, but even I know my body probably wouldn't be able to handle it. Damn. Where would it be fun to go? The past realm is okay I suppose. Nothing really exciting about that. Wait... Wait.. Doesn't Jyn live in Gothstone? My lips curl up wickedly. What's the best way to fuck with someone? Fuck in their bed. I feel a bit of excitment and I look into Izuya's eyes.

"The apartment of Asei Jyn in Gothstone. Asshole did something he shouldn't Thought he could mess with my sister..." I snicker a bit. "Not all too exciting. But the chance of being caught. Or him coming home to his bed messed up and clearly slept in. Fuck with his head quite a bit... I would say his desk in Div12.. But I'm going to say this right now and guess..." I pause for a moment then continue. "THat you can't enter Metro, Izu-kun."

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Izuya giggles lightly from his position right after his question but he did not say anything. He learned something interesting, but he would not draw attention to that fact; it would simply seem as if he were amused. He looks to her and waits for the answer he knew was coming thinking about how wild she was for coming up with something like that. That would be much like something he had already thought up, though it did have a flaw in it. Izuya knew that Jyn could track signatures, so if he went into Jyn’s house under his normal appearance, then that could present a problem with Jyn knowing his spiritual identity. Still, Izuya knew that he couldn’t let Shiko know that just yet; the fact that he knew the details of Jyn and Shiori as well as a few tidbits about the commissioner. That would be no fun… but it was then that Izuya remembered his cover and how that could explain some things of him having knowledge, though it could make his random interest in Shiko suspicious.

With the statement, Izuya leans back and comments as if confused teasing, “Asei Jyn? Is that a drink or something?” He continues, “so you want to trash the place of a guy who did something bad to your sister?”

Izuya would play coy to maintain his vagueness as the whole ‘barrier’ deal wasn’t public knowledge, meaning that those who were not affiliated with special departments the Division would not know of its existence. Well, that was unless they had some type of barrier sensing ability or were a demon and ran into it like a glass wall like either Sanzon or that other guy demon guy. Truthfully, there was no real need for recruits and many of the lower officer levels to actually know about it either since it was invisible; it wasn’t like it was needed to perform any function of their job. It wasn’t like part of the Div12 curriculum was “barrier system 101” or as if it were part of talk around the water cooler. One would think that it could be safe to say that only those associated with maintaining the barrier would know about it. Beyond that, the Metro’s weapon system was sure not to be public knowledge as well. …that was if that’s how that sort of thing worked. Maybe the top secret division was really that loose lipped that people outside of the Division knew about such things. As far as the name went; if one didn’t really watch the news, then they probably wouldn’t know, or care about, the name of the leader of the city’s SWAT team; it would seem like the police chief would be more important since his job would relate more to humans and be more integrated into the city; now the Mayor, his name would be one to remember.

Izuya continue, “…I guess that could be fun… but what’s div12? And why shouldn’t I be able to enter the Metro? They have a curfew? It is pretty dry there, after all…”

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I sigh softly at the answers I get from him. The only reason I know so much about Metro is through Shiori. She believes information is power. She keeps me up to date on things through texts or by calling. She went off to the past this morning I think. Lucky bitch. She has someone to train with or something of that nature. I mean I love her and all. But she could have taken me. But then I wouldn't have met Izuya. I watch him, wondering if he is lieing once again. Its annoying to have someone lie. Maybe I should tell him to try this again when he is willing to be a bit more like himself with me.

"You said name a place. I did. And not trash his place. But fuck in his bed. Asshole did something bad. Even my twin isn't ready to tell me which means he fucked up bad.." I say to him and look to the side, crossing my arms under my breasts. "As for Metro. I have an idea that you might be an Oni. Demons can't enter Metro," I tell him and flick my eyes to him. "The way you came down off the roof. Either your a Hito like me... Or an Oni. Only reason I'm leaning toward Oni is because you don't act all too normal. Not that its a bad thing. Just my thoughts. If your not an Oni. Guess I apologize," I stop and I shrug.

"Did you have a place in mind. Because I don't. Not really. Nothing all too exciting in this city. And I'll be honest with you, Izuya... I don't want to go somewhere public because I don't want anyone else hearing the cute sounds you make.." I smile as I say the last bit.

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The confused face clears up as Izuya listens to her continue to speak. He gives an internal sigh himself and decides to change the rules of the game due to the type of person Shiko was. Around her last few sentences, a dull light would begin to radiate around the two, and by the time she completed her statements, the light would have white out the scene around them, fading to reveal that they were now standing within the confines of the commissioner’s personal bedroom in Gothstone. Internally Izuya was a bit weary that this would reveal his true signature to Jyn if he randomly decided to use his tracking abilities in his home… which would be the smart thing to do after seeing your bed all messed up. He wouldn’t move around too much, as to limit his tracks, but he looks over to Shiko with a smug grin and comments, “so just how would you know what this guy’s bedroom looks like? Have you been there before?” He continues, “have you even ever met the guy?...” As he asks this, his body shifts from the form of Izuya into the form of Jyn, taking on his characteristics as he stood in front of her. He asks, “ever wanted to fuck someone you hated, just to dominate them?” Of course, it would be a coy question, unless she went with it. Knowing her anger against the man, chances were he would pull out of the transformation before something happened, like she attacked him.

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Something is happening. THe world is shifting and then we are no longer on the sidewalk outside the bakery, but in a room. My heart skips a beat. What in the hell had he done? Who was this guy? I look around, unable to move. This doesn't feel right. But then Izuya is talking and I look at him. "Yea I met him. I-" my words are cut off as Izuya suddenly becomes Jyn. My eyes narrow and I step back from him, frowning. "Why would I want to fuck you disguised as that asshole?" I snap and step back up to him, looking intot hose eyes. My frown deepens.

"Izuya.. I find you much better looking than him. I don't fuck people who aren't good look," I say, the need to put him in his place rising up. I would then reach out and if he didn't move I would seize the front of this pseudo Jyn's shirt and yank him close. "Izuya. I'm not in the mood for mind games when it comes to sex. Also. While I did suggest his bedroom. Honestly i don't know if this is it and I really don't need the police somehow finding me if they use a forensics team. Now.. How about we go somewhere we both won't get into too much trouble and have some fun. But as you. I don't want his face there.."

-1408

Izuya sees the unique reaction of anger from Shiko when she sees him change forms. He realizes that he’s hit a sore spot, and though something like this amuses him greatly, he knew, unlike Kuna, it would be hard to antagonize Shiko and continue with his plans as he has them set out. Concluding his fun for now, he drops the disguise and steps back in a pirouette out of reach of her hands while transforming back into his normal self. “Hai hai,” he comments at the redirection of thought process now in his normal form. Looking to the night stand he sees something interesting. Moving towards it, he levitates what seems to be a picture frame and looks to it. It was a picture between Jyn and a woman with purple hair; they seemed to be happy with her smiling and Jyn holding the same face he usually does. Izuya comments, “well this explains the response to your sister here… he’s got a woman. What a bad boy he is, that commissioner-sama.” The picture drops from being levitated and falls on the night stand as his attention shifts to the bathroom. “Don’t tell me he’s an old spice man,” he giggles while making his way into the bathroom.

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I'm glad when he changes back into himself. I remember Jyn from that trip to the other realm. I don't know how my sister slept with such a boring guy. I swear.. He seemed so clueless on how to treat a girl. In my personal opinion anyway. Izuya moved out of my reach and my eyes flick to the side as something moves. I move closer, only to frown at the picture I see. That's the chick he picked over my sister. Well.. Shows he probably only did it to warm his bed again. Bet Shiori got his body addicted to sex. Tends to happen to men we both date. The picture frame is set back down and I watch as Izuya goes for the bathroom. I roll my eyes and follow him.

"Does it really matter what he wears?" I ask as I step into the bathroom and look around. Looks pretty simple. But my eyes pick out certain details that show a woman had to have lived here for a bit. Either that.. Or Jyn is secretly gay. Leaning towards the gay notion and he only dates woman to convince himself that he isn't. I lean on the doorframe and sigh. "What exactly are we gonna do here?" I finally ask. While I do like risks and wanna fuck. Deep down something is telling me its a bad idea to have sex here.

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Looking through Jyn’s things in his bathroom, Izuya shrugs at the question and says, “we can leave… I just wanted t look around since I took the trouble of bringing you here. I didn’t think you were the type to get cold feet.” Shifting the shower curtains back closed, Izuya pauses for a moment and looks up. “I wonder if he has any booze?” he speaks before smiling and gliding past Shiko to head through the bedroom door coming into the living room. From there, he makes way to the refrigerator and opens it. It didn’t seem like the commissioner was the type to keep booze in his fridge; not seeing any Izuya frowns and snaps his fingers saying, “oh poo, he doesn’t.” Though he didn’t really think about the finger snap, the influence placed within Shiko would be initiated causing the physical reaction from before. He closes the door and innocently looks up to the Shiko who should be effected somehow and inquires, “how about the Red District in that case? There’s lots of fun to be had there, I hear.”

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I glare at him slightly as he mentions me getting cold feet. I look around and cross my arms under my breasts. I think it was him turning into Jyn for a moment that has me ansty. I'm kind of tired with him able to do those mind tricks. Where did he learn that kind of magic. I've seen Shiori perform a bit. But I'm still trying to learn it from her. I can't quite get the knack for it. I'm better with physical force. THere has to be a way to keep him out.. RIght? I nearly huff as I turn over these thoughts. He moves out of the bathroom and I follow him, rolling my eyes as he mentions booze. Not my thing. I party. But I don't drink. I find no fun in it at all. But then..

Snap!

I grab the kitchen counter and have to force my body to hold back the full force of an orgasm. Yeah.. I have to learn a way to get rid of that little spell he cast. I look at him and huff, cheeks a bit flushed. I steps closer to him, eyes narrowed. "Why do we have to go somewhere to fuck?" I ask him. "What was wrong with my room. If its good sex.. It shouldn't matter how boring the place is.." I snap softly, my body now flared with heat and need. I didn't get relief earlier today. Just having an orgasm isn't enough for me. I want sex. I want a partner who revels in the act as well and watching them get pleasure. I step closer, wondering if he will run from me again. "I want sex, Izuya. With you. Unless.. You fear you might not be able to keep up with me in bed.."

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“Oh my?” Izuya realizes as the fact that he had indeed snapped. What a pesky spell that was… but still, how often did one snap? Not too often. Either way, it was of little consequence. The way she clung to the counter and eyed him, Iuzya denotes her as a predators or huntress; it was a nice look in her eyes, which of course brought joy to Izuya’s soul. His gaze shifts to the side as he brings his finger tips to his temple and gives a light sigh. He knew this was something he would have to do sooner or later. The coward in him would have him flee, but taking this loss for the team would be in the interest in the greater good; the experiments must go one. Still, doing something as course as sexual intercourse did not interest him in the way his other activities did. Having Kuna as a stunt double would have worked best… but then also, there was another way to go about this as well. He makes up his mind to go ahead and perform this task; he needed to earn points with this one anyways. “I will fuck you,” he says in a reassuringly blunt tone, looking to her with a smile and lowering his hand. A pillar of light forms about the both of them, and they are deposited back downstairs of the bakery that they were at earlier. He looks to her and then looks up stairs before he starts walking that way on his own accord, “let’s go.” It seemed almost like walking the plank or the long row to the executioner’s block. He did not think it would be easy, but maybe a new pleasure would be derived from this. A girl… no rather a woman… of her caliber was more than likely to make him her bitch, but that was the thing that seemed to make her tick. He would indulge her in her pleasures and see where that would lead him while holding onto his own control for as long as he could. Maybe he could beat this thing and end up taming her? There were contingency plans in effect already; all that remained was to get on the ride.

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I wait for him decide what will be done. Something about Jyn's place is unnerving me. Maybe he has cameras or something. Nah. Maybe... Gah! DOn't think about it Shiko. I blink as he suddenly answers me in a blunt way. But he is smiling and I close my eyes as the light comes back and then snap tham openas the smells of the bakery greet my nose. He did that weird magic again. I want to ask him how he did it, but I'm silent as my eyes follow him heading up to my loft above the bakery. I scratch the back of my head and follow him. Did he even really want sex with me? Makes me wonder with how he is treating this.

I would wait till we reach the land and gently reach out to try and grasp his wrist. If I caught it I would turn him to face me or I would simply get ahead of him so I could look at his face. "Izu.. If you really don't want to have sex with me.. You don't have to. I mean I would like it if we did. I like you.. Even if you lie sometimes. But... I enjoy a willing partner. Don't force yourself.."

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Ah, there was an out to all of this. Izuya could just as easily say that he wasn’t into it and they could go along and perhaps have a nice night… without the sex and whatnot. But then again, something like that had a dull sound to it; it didn’t seem fun at all. No no, he would be a thrill seeker this night, for it was important, maybe… somehow… in some twisted way for him to have a good estimate of her full potential. Still the change in demeanor served to amuse him.

He looks down to the hand that held his wrist, and then back up at her as he taunts, “oh? We may need to get you a warmer pair of shoes; this would be the second time wouldn’t it?” His smile showed that he was enjoying himself as he continued to coax, prodding the sleeping dragon, “maybe you’re all talk after all… I thought you would rock my world… for someone like you… I thought it would be a snap…”

The sound of the snap echoes through the land as it was performed with the hand attached to the held wrist. Now that his mind had been made up, he welcomed her; that little moment of hesitation from her was all he needed to assure that there had to be a safety word… or something like that.

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I hated partners who were unwilling. I wasn't the type to rape. Well.. Not rape rape. Did that even make sense. I guess it did to myself. I've acted out a rape scene with partners.. But to actually force someone against their will. Nah. Not my thing at all. I watch him for any sign of hesitation. But what I get makes my eyes widen as he taunts me. My grip on his wrist tightens and my eyes narrow to slits.

Snap!

I nearly snarl as I'm forced to control my own body as it spasms. I look down, hand still on his wrist as my body trembles. So. he wants to play. Slowly I raise my head and my eyes lift and look in his eyes. My eyes would seem a bit more gold than normal and I use my grip on his wrist to pul his lithe frame close. "I simply like my partners willing, Izu-chan," I purr and then lean up to nip his chin gently if he does not move. "If it gets too much... Just pick a word... Because you never know. Begging me to stop might turn you on," I whisper, my blood screaming for me to shove him into the bedroomand chain him to my bed.

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Defiantly, and probably stupidly, Izuya assures her, “I’m not afraid of you…” Of course, this was said in a mocking and teasing tone during the process of Shiko purring and nipping at his chin. The tilt of his head was elevated by her lower face with his chin slightly raised. In his mind, he knew he was in for it, but he was ready as well; the challenge had come up to tame this tiger, and he would give it his best shot and try a few tricks that he had up his sleeves. So long as he could talk and move, he would be fine… or so he thought. The end prize in this conquest would be if he could do such a thing as win in this battle of lust. Making her his bitch would be an accomplishment worthy of bragging rights that would give his inflated ego an additional optional confidence boost.

Heeding her words for a safety word, he chuckle lightly. With his free hand he pulls her tighter while grabbing a nice portion of her lean ass. Speaking the words, he would choose, “firetruck” before lowering the tilt of his chin and meeting the lips that nipped at him, with his own. There would only be a mild amount of forcefulness as he redirects her lips to his and he would proceed in opening his jaws and moving his tongue to meet with hers.

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Izuya notes the soft moan and continues further; his hand comes to the side of her face, and in leaning upwards a bit he rises fully into a standing position to maximize his height and dominate over the kiss that was being rendered onto the young lady. She had a good taste to her. His own eyes would be closed during the kiss as he focused on the energy felt from her and the reactions of her body to his actions. The hand that was palming her ass slides up to the crook of her back, holding her about the waist with one arm as the other hand slides free of her grip if she hadn’t already let go. Sadistically selfish thoughts of physically taking in all the aspects of her body are on Izuya’s mind as his hand slides up from her lower torso just to beneath her breast, holding for a moment before it engulfs it completely. The cotton of her beige sweater that separated her flesh from that of his hand makes her breast feel softer in a cuddly manner as he squeezes it soft and firmly. An eye opens partially for a moment to notate the distance of the bed or any lying area in the vicinity for short ranged future reference.

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