[Psyche wrinkles his nose, considering his options. Swiping at Izaya like an animal isn't at the top of his list and it's always best to treat an Orihara with delicacy. He wraps his arms around Izaya's ribs and rubs his cheek against his chest, cooing little murmurs that practically say "Please? Please?"
The longer he can keep Izaya still, the better, and for now this will do unless Izaya starts swinging him around.]
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The longer he can keep Izaya still, the better, and for now this will do unless Izaya starts swinging him around.]