Izaya kissed the boy on the lips deeply, his tongue rolling all over the boy's soft one. After a couple of seconds he smirked, "Happy now blondie."
The sudden kiss wasn’t all unwelcome.
Kissing right back and letting out a soft noise at the tongue, he blinked up at him.
“Nn. That was pretty good, IzaIza.”
Like that face could be easily mistaken.













