"Relaxation and Deception"

As Izaya continued to suck on Shizuo's foot, Shizuo's body began to relax, despite his better judgment. He couldn't deny the strange sensations coursing through his body, and a part of him was curious about what Izaya had planned. Izaya seemed to sense Shizuo's hesitation and took advantage of it, pulling Shizuo to his feet and leading him to his bedroom. The room was dimly lit, with only a few candles illuminating the space. Shizuo's eyes adjusted slowly, and he saw that the room was decorated with a mixture of elegance and eccentricity. Izaya led him to the bed, a large, four-poster affair with a canopy of dark red fabric. "Get on the bed, Shizu-chan," Izaya said, his voice low and husky. "I want to relax you." Shizuo hesitated, but Izaya's grip on his arm was firm. He pushed Shizuo onto the bed, and Shizuo landed with a soft bounce on the mattress. Izaya followed, his knees straddling Shizuo's hips. "Now, let's get you comfortable," Izaya said, his hands reaching for Shizuo's shirt. He lifted it up, revealing Shizuo's pale skin. Shizuo tried to cover himself, but Izaya just chuckled and pinned him down. "No, no, Shizu-chan. I need to work on these tense muscles of yours." Izaya reached for a bottle of oil on his nightstand and poured some onto his hands. He rubbed his hands together, warming the oil, and then began to massage Shizuo's back. "Shizu-chan, you're so tense," Izaya said, his fingers digging deep into Shizuo's muscles. "Let me relax you." Shizuo groaned, feeling a wave of relaxation wash over him. Izaya's hands were magic, and he couldn't deny the pleasure. As Izaya continued to massage Shizuo's back, he began to slide his hands down, his fingers tracing the curve of Shizuo's pants. Shizuo felt a jolt of surprise, but Izaya just chuckled and continued to massage his way down. "You're so tight, Shizu-chan," Izaya said, his hands slipping under the waistband of Shizuo's pants. "I need to work on your ass too." Shizuo's eyes widened as Izaya's hands made contact with his skin. He felt a flush rise to his cheeks, but Izaya just purred and continued to massage him. "You're so sensitive, Shizu-chan," Izaya said, his voice husky with amusement. "I love it." Shizuo tried to squirm away, but Izaya just held him down, his hands stroking and massaging him. "Don't be shy, Shizu-chan," Izaya said, his breath hot against Shizuo's ear. "I'm just trying to help you relax." Shizuo's body was torn between revulsion and desire. He couldn't deny the pleasure Izaya was giving him, but he was scared of what it meant. "Izaya, stop," Shizuo said, trying to sound firm. "This is too much." Izaya just chuckled and continued to massage him. "Oh, Shizu-chan, I'm just getting started," he said, his eyes glinting with mischief.