**Chapter 5: A Twisted Game**

As Shizuo stepped out into the hallway, Izaya's eyes widened in panic, and he took a step forward, his hands grasping as if he could grasp Shizuo himself. "Shizu-chan, please don't leave. I'll be so good. Please," he begged, his voice trembling with desperation. Shizuo's eyebrows shot up in surprise, his smirk faltering for a moment as he took in Izaya's pleading expression. He hadn't expected Izaya to beg like this. A sly grin spread across his face as he turned back and walked into the room, closing the door behind him with a deliberate slowness. Izaya's eyes followed Shizuo's every move, his gaze devouring the sight of him. "I'll be so good," he repeated, his voice husky with desire. Shizuo chuckled, a low, teasing sound, as he began to peel off his jacket, his movements slow and deliberate. "Okay flea, I'll stay if you bark like you want it," he said, his eyes glinting with amusement. Izaya's face twisted into a comically eager expression, his eyes shining with excitement. "Oh, Shizu-chan, I'll do anything," he said, his voice rising to a near-whine. "Just please, don't leave me like this." Shizuo's smirk grew wider as he tossed his jacket onto the bed, the movement drawing Izaya's attention to the muscles in his arms. "Anything, huh?" Shizuo repeated, his voice dripping with skepticism. "That's quite a claim, flea. Can you back it up?" Izaya took a step closer, his eyes locked onto Shizuo's, his face flushed with desire. "Yes, anything," he repeated, his voice barely above a whisper. "I'll do whatever you want, Shizu-chan. Just please...touch me." Shizuo's laughter was low and husky, his eyes flashing with excitement. "Oh, flea, you're so easy to tease," he said, his voice dripping with amusement. "But I'll give you credit, you're definitely entertaining." Izaya's face twisted into a pout, his eyes flashing with frustration. "Shizu-chan, stop teasing me," he said, his voice rising. "I need it. I need you." Shizuo's smirk softened, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of excitement and curiosity. He took a step closer to Izaya, his movements fluid and deliberate. "You need me, huh?" he repeated, his voice low and husky. Izaya nodded, his eyes locked onto Shizuo's, his face flushed with desire. "Yes, I need you," he repeated, his voice barely above a whisper. The air was thick with tension as Shizuo's eyes locked onto Izaya's, the two of them standing there, frozen in a moment of anticipation. Shizuo's smirk grew wider, his eyes glinting with excitement. "Well, flea, it looks like I'm going to have to take you up on that offer," he said, his voice dripping with amusement.