[Izaya surges forward to claim what is his, has always been his, as teeth bite back hard enough to draw blood against sensitive skin. He won't lose, not even like this, against Shizuo. Not now not ever. And the thought of being able to push Shizuo a little bit further towards his breaking point, to really drive the beast within him out into the open, coaxes Izaya's tongue to lick at the blonds lip, tasting the blood briefly, while nails dig into Shizuo's scalp-]
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