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 Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2017 12:39 am
Zacharie pulled back as soon as he felt the tear, “I’m sorry.” He said immediately before licking his lips, absently chasing the taste and sensation. “I didn’t mean to…” He carefully wiped the damp trail before Izaya had the chance to. “I won’t ask you for another kiss, okay? You can just forget those other two debts.” He hadn’t meant to make the older man cry! He really was terrible. The worst. He should have just left it alone and pretended it hadn’t happened at all. “I’m so sorry.”
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Posted: Sun Jan 15, 2017 11:41 am
The expression that overtook Izaya’s face at Zacharie’s apology was livid. The cause wasn’t the agent, but he wasn’t about to admit that his rage was due to the immense shame he felt at being caught shedding a tear. Of course the other male wasn’t going to buy the story about it just being something in his eye. He couldn’t believe he’d actually said that.
“Baka,” he hissed. “Urusai! Don’t apologize for something you don’t even understand. You think I’m upset just because of a few kisses? Just how delicate do you think I am?!” He grabbed the agent by the front of his uniform and pulled him close to tell him, “It doesn’t make you look cool; it makes you look like you’re trying to look cool. It’s ridiculous. Take it out.”
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2017 2:40 pm
His arms dropped so he could take a hold of the others wrists, just as carefully as he always was when he touched the older man. “I think you’re more delicate than you want people to believe.” He said honestly, his gaze on the floor and refusing to raise even as he was pulled closer. “You always say things to make me angry or upset to deflect when things get too tough for you. If you’re not upset about the kiss then don’t take your anger out on me.” He glared at the floor. “I won’t laugh or think any less of you so please just talk to me.” He finally lifted his gaze to look at the other imploringly before biting his lip and looking away again, his hands falling to his sides.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2017 3:16 pm
There it was again; the request that he communicate directly and honestly what he was thinking. It echoed Faleen’s desire when he had been her partner. Even after so many years, though, he didn’t think he’d gotten much better at it. Being so direct left little room for interpretation. You couldn’t claim to have meant something else. For someone so used to using semantics as a shield, being so straightforward felt like making oneself unbearably vulnerable. He was still too much of a coward to be able to do that at will.
The theory that he was more delicate than he wanted people to believe reminded Izaya of another person who knew him uncomfortably well. Someone who had believed that Izaya’s love of all humans was a facade to hide how fragile he really was about getting close to any one individual. He swallowed hard. How could these two people, otherwise so oblivious to general social cues, be so sharp when it came to seeing through him? Zacharie really was more like Shinra than he knew. The difference was that Shinra had someone else he loved romantically and it wasn’t Izaya.
“I don’t mind if you think any less of me,” he replied in a calmer voice, trying to get himself under control. “In fact, I’d prefer it.” Gesturing at his mouth, he said again, “Take it out.”
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2017 3:17 pm
He really didn’t know what he had been expecting. For Izaya to finally open up? The thought almost made him laugh. This wasn’t some stupid story where everything was fixed with a kiss. He was so, so stupid.
“...Okay.” He muttered, wishing he could take a few steps back but Izaya’s grip held him in place. The Agent worked his jaw quietly for a moment before he reached up to pull the barbell from between his slightly pursed lips. He showed it to the dark-haired man before going to put it in his pocket.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2017 3:17 pm
Zacharie’s compliance with his request visibly caused Izaya to soften and relax. “Well. For someone who doesn’t like being told what to do, that was simple.” There was no trace of the usual mockery or taunting manner that might have usually accompanied such words from the info broker, though, and the man in the Trainee uniform tugged his captive even closer to taste his mouth. While at first just lightly running his tongue over the other male’s lips, he gradually, more aggressively began to pry at them for entrance.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2017 3:18 pm
Jewelry stored safely in his pocket, Zacharie didn’t really have much time to think of anything to say before he was being kissed. He supposed that was for the best though because whatever he could have come up with probably wouldn’t have been as good as this. Izaya wouldn’t actually have to try very hard to gain access because the moment he felt the others tongue his lips parted on a sharp, strangled intake of breath.
His mind raced.
Should he...could he touch Izaya again?
Was that okay?
His hands hovered awkwardly at the others sides before he threw caution to the wind and curved them rather possessively around the older man’s hips as a soft, embarrassing sort of noise escaped him.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2017 3:19 pm
Izaya laughed quietly as Zacharie eventually did as he pleased, putting his hands on the black-haired man’s hips. “You’re so shy. Nervous,” he murmured, obviously humored. “But I still don’t know what your first request was. You must have had something in mind if you wanted a second one. So what was it?”
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2017 3:20 pm
Zacharie chased after the others mouth, lips brushing briefly before he grunted a sound of complaint. “I don't want to make you uncomfortable.” He murmured softly, eyes fluttering open to watch the older man. “I don't...know how to word what I want.” He whispered, fingers flexing and head tilting in hopes that Izaya would kiss him again.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2017 3:20 pm
Shoulders slumping, Izaya pursed his lips. “I honestly doubt there’s anything you’re capable of doing to make me uncomfortable, Agent,” he said, sounding bored. “Now Delic knew how to make me uncomfortable. The human, not the pokemon. But you?” He shook his head, sneering. “You don’t even know how to put what you want into words. Or maybe you do and you’re too bashful to communicate them, whether verbally or physically.”
He knew very well what Zacharie wanted, but he didn’t feel like being so obliging just then, so he pretended not to notice.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2017 3:21 pm
“Are you bragging about it?” He asked, amused. “I said I don't want to make you uncomfortable. Should I be jealous or something? Why bother bringing it up?” He asked curiously, a smile tugging at his lips though it was more self-conscious than anything.
“You're not wrong though, it's hard for me.” He pouted when the other didn't seem to understand what he was after. “It's...scary not knowing what will make you push me away or what will make you feel more relaxed.” He kissed the others cheek lightly, tugged him a little closer.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2017 3:21 pm
“Bragging? About what, exactly?” he wanted to know. “It’s not so much about what I can do as it is about what you can’t.”
The ex-Rocket rubbed a hand over his face. “I’ve already given up and swallowed my dignity. Do as you wish. I won’t push you away.” He stared past the space above Zacharie’s shoulder.
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2017 3:22 pm
“Swallowed your-” He gave the other an incredulous look. “Don’t just go along with it...I don’t want anything that you don’t want to give me.” He released the older man and took a step back looking equal parts saddened and frightened. “Can you not understand that...or do you just not believe me?” Zacharie didn’t know what else to say. What could he say?
“...If I asked you to tell me what you really think, would you?” He asked quietly. “About...this. About me, about this situation. If it makes you sad, angry….scared.” The purple-haired Agent turned his gaze to the floor. “Are you just trying to protect yourself? Is there even the smallest part of you that-” He swallowed thickly, seemed to curl in on himself. “...wants me?” He finished quietly, voice hoarse. “If that was what I wanted, could you do it?”
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2017 3:22 pm
“It’s not you,” Izaya insisted, looking away to avoid the agent’s expression. “I had to swallow that dignity when I was turned into an experiment in order to stay alive. I’m not giving you anything. We’re trading, remember? That’s why you’ve been giving me information in exchange.”
Out the corner of his eye, he tried to scrutinize the younger male without seeming too obvious. “I’m not scared,” he protested. “Perhaps the other two, sometimes. But I can’t exactly pinpoint reasons why.” At Zacharie’s questions, he sighed again and glanced away. “Those are a lot of complex questions that would require in-depth answers. Some are more clear to me than others. You have one favor and one kiss,” Izaya reminded him. “Unless you want to earn more.”
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Posted: Mon Jan 16, 2017 3:23 pm
Zacharie stared at his boots for a long, quiet moment before he huffed a soft laugh. “Yeah,” He gave the other a small, helpless smile. “I want to earn more.” If this was how he could learn more about Izaya then he’d gladly play along. “Even though it’s a little unfair because you already know so much about me and I know so little about you, I’ll try my best.”
Feeling a bit confident, he reached out to tug the older man closer so he could wrap his arms around him. “I do hope you realize that that implies that I’ll be calling on you rather frequently.” He hummed.
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