**Chapter 4: A Web of Deception**

As Shizuo approached the bed, Izaya's eyes lit up with excitement. He reached out, his hands gently touching Shizuo's thighs. "Shizu-chan, can we please have sex?" he begged, his voice laced with a desperate longing. "I will be gentle, and you will feel pleasure." Shizuo rolled his eyes, trying to step back, but Izaya's grip was too strong. "Stupid flea, no," he said firmly. "Your dick looks too big, and I'm not gay." Izaya chuckled, his face inches from Shizuo's. He leaned in closer, his lips brushing against Shizuo's neck, sending shivers down his spine. "You're so cute when you're resistant," Izaya whispered, his breath tickling Shizuo's skin. As Izaya's hands slid down Shizuo's thighs, Shizuo's eyes widened in alarm. Izaya's fingers danced across his skin, leaving a trail of sparks wherever they touched. "Shizu-chan, please," Izaya begged, his voice husky with desire. "I want to bury my dick so deep inside you tonight that when I pump you full of my semen, it will leak down those pretty muscular thighs for weeks." Shizuo's face turned bright red with embarrassment and outrage. "You're disgusting, flea," he snarled, trying to push Izaya away. But Izaya's grip was too strong, and he held Shizuo in place. Izaya's eyes gleamed with excitement as he continued to touch Shizuo's body. "You have no idea how much I want you, Shizu-chan," he whispered, his voice dripping with lust. "I've been dreaming about this moment for so long." Shizuo's eyes narrowed, his anger boiling over. "Let go of me, flea," he growled, trying to hide the tremble in his voice. Izaya's smile grew wider. "Not until I've had my way with you, Shizu-chan," he said, his hands sliding down Shizuo's ass, groping it gently. Shizuo's face twisted in discomfort. "Stop it, flea," he said, trying to sound firmer than he felt. Izaya's laughter was like a gentle breeze on a summer day. "You know, Shizu-chan, I think you're enjoying this more than you're letting on," he said, his eyes sparkling with amusement. Shizuo's eyes widened in outrage. "I'm not enjoying anything, you stupid flea," he snarled, trying to push Izaya away. But Izaya held firm, his grip on Shizuo's body tightening. "We'll see about that, Shizu-chan," he whispered, his lips brushing against Shizuo's ear. "We'll see just how much you can take."