The next morning, they went to visit a climbing resort.
It was some sort of a mini mountain, and the temperature exceeded normal levels.
Finally getting to the cliff with a panoramic view, Izaya stepped about a foot away from the cliff.
He took out a phone to take a picture of himself while Shizuo looked on.
"Izaya! Don't step so far. Get closer to safety.''
"What are you talking about, I'm fine~''
"I'm serious. Just come closer.''
Izaya didn't listen and took another picture while Shizuo looked around at all the other tourists doing the same thing.
"Izaya, you bastard! You'll easily get pushed and fall!''
Still not coming closer, Izaya smiled for another picture as he held the phone up to capture the landscape.
The people rushing about were close to one another, increasing the chance of slipping.
"You bastard...''
Shizuo cursed out loud and turned away from him.
Several moments later, Izaya came up to him.
"We should've taken a picture, Shizu-chan~''
Realizing he wouldn't respond, Izaya continued talking.
"Are you angry at me? I'm not a teenager, you know. I can handle it.''
Shizuo bit his lip and tightened his fists, continuing to walk.
He just didn't find it worthy to risk your life to take a picture. Shizuo was worried to the point where it angered him.
"I don't get what the big deal is.''
Grabbing him by the shoulders, the blonde responded angrily,
"You would've been dead right away if you fell. Is it really worth it to be so close to the edge for a picture?''
Izaya crossed his arms, muttering,
"Why are you acting like a parent...''
Shizuo, exasperated from the heat and situation, sighed.
"Isn't that just how much I love you?''
Izaya's walking pace slowed down and his face became a color slightly lighter than a rose.
"That...''
"Or you can't understand because you don't love me as much?''
Izaya glared up at him.
"That's not true! But I'm a man as well! Loving you means surrendering my pride and taking on the woman role!''
Shizuo stared at him and replied,
"...but that's only in bed, right?''
Izaya's eyes widened, his face only darkening in rosiness.
Seeing that he was out of words, Shizuo patted his head and continued to walk.
The black-haired man's head hung down as he followed.
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Back at the place where they stayed, both men were in yukatas after taking a bath.
Shizuo sat on the floor, deep in thought. Seeing this, his partner came up to him and sat down as well.
"What?''
"What are you thinking about?''
"Why?''
"Hm, you looked like you were really concetrating on something.''
"It was sex with you.''
Izaya didn't respond this time, only avoiding eye contact. Then, he whispered,
"Are you not satisfied with me?''
Shizuo looked at him strangely.
"Of course that's not true. I was thinking about yukata sex.''
Izaya became embarassed but horny from imagining it, and he tentatively slid the too big yukata off his shoulder.
"...what about yukata sex?''
Shizuo got hard from the sight of the pale skin, and he reached towards him.
"Yukata sex with you.''
They started kissing and embracing, Izaya's yukata half removed.
Shizuo pressed his mouth against his nipple, sliding his tongue across it and then sucking it.
Izaya was sitting on top of Shizuo, and he panted quickly, trying to retain control.
Shizuo lifted Izaya's ass, spreading it, and entered.
"Aaah! Nn....already...?''
Not replying, he thrust deep into his ass, feeling the wet sensation of it every time.
"Do you hear the sound of me ramming into you? It sounds slippery.''
"Haa...stop with the dirty talk...ah!''
He continued until both came.
Lying on the floor, Shizuo said,
"We've gotten far from our old relationship, huh...''
Izaya's ears turned red, but he held onto Shizuo's arm.
"That's in the past, idiot.''
A/N: Better publish while I have signal (ﾉﾟοﾟ)ﾉ
