Digimon Fan Fiction ❯ Devil You Know ❯ Izzy ( Chapter 5 )

Devil You Know

Izzy

By the Empress of the Eclipse

Disclaimer - I don't own Digimon (anyone who reads my fics on a regular basis will have noticed that from writing silly messages, I now simply write 'It's not mine'. This is because it's OBVIOUSLY not mine as it's on fanfic.net and it wastes valuable story time!) Credit to Chrissy and Transmission Failure (but your fic was traumatising. TRAUMATISING!!!!!)

KENSHIRO LEMON in this chapter. And there's some KOUCHI (why does that keep sneaking in? Oh yeah, because Izzy 100% has a crush on Tai.)

All the book titles were made up by me. They aren't real.

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Ken glanced round the library. Where the hell was Izzy? He was always at the library today, it was about the only thing apart from school that he did constantly!

Ah hah! There he was. Ken checked his watch. Not too much time had passed. His plan could still work.

He waited until Izzy was thoroughly engrossed in picking books off shelves, then sidled along looking innocent. Seeing Izzy reaching for a book, he 'accidentally' reached for the same one. Their hands collided and Izzy jumped.

"Oh! - sorry."

Ken looked at him.

"Oh no, it's all right," he said "You take it."

Izzy blinked at him and Ken knew he'd been recognised.

"You're Ken Ichijouji aren't you?"

Ken nodded. Izzy grinned.

"Why are you borrowing this then? I'd have thought you'd know it all already!"

"I always like to make sure my memory is still correct on important subjects," Ken said, using his 'talking to adults and people who think they are superior to me' voice "In Hyuga's 'The Memory and the Mind' he quite clearly states that even with genii, the memory can play tricks when you are overly confident about something."

"Oh, you've read that book too? I thought it was quite impressive, but I preferred Akagi's 'How to Keep Your Mind Active and Working'. She makes sure that everyone knows that working your brain too much can cause long-lasting stress. I feel that most books don't make that clear enough," Izzy said cheerfully.

Ken smiled at him. This was working perfectly. Izzy had swallowed his bait. All Ken now needed to do was reel in his catch.

"What about Donnerly's 'Brain and Rest, Always Linked'?" he asked "Have you read that one?"

Izzy shook his head, looking slightly startled.

"No. I've heard of it but I couldn't find any copies."

Bingo!

"You should really read it," Ken said "It's quite fascinating. Why don't you come over to my house and I can lend you my copy?"

Izzy's face brightened up. He was so excited at the prospect of borrowing a book he hadn't read yet, it didn't occur to him to wonder why someone who didn't even know him was inviting him round to his house. He borrowed the books he'd already chosen and then let Ken lead the way to the Ichijouji house, cheerfully chatting about different books.

"My parents are out," Ken said opening the door "So we can inhabit the living room. Would you like anything to eat or drink."

"Some orange juice would be fine, if you have any," Izzy said.

Ken poured some orange juice. Then he reached into the back of the drinks cabinet and removed the bottle of vodka that his parents thought he didn't know about (stupid of them - Ken knew everything there was to know about everyone else, not least his own home) and added a small splash. Not enough to get Izzy drunk. Just enough to maybe make him slightly more relaxed and maybe a little giggly.

He gave Izzy his drink, then went and bought all the books he thought Izzy would be interested in. Pretty soon, they were absorbed in the books. Well, Izzy was. Ken was busily noting everything down in his mind. He was also sucking up. A lot. It made him feel slightly sick but it was working. Izzy was looking very flattered. Ken sighed, carefully thinking of how to get the conversation round to what he wanted to.

Luckily, Izzy gave him a helping hand.

"It's really nice to have someone I can talk about this stuff to," he said "None of my friends would understand half of this."

"Why not?" Ken asked.

"Well, they aren't as smart as us," Izzy explained "You're the only person I know who's even near my intelligence."

Ken gritted his teeth and kept his smile firmly fixed. Near! He was way more intelligent that Koushiro 'Izzy' Izumi!

"How many friends have you got?" he asked.

"Oh, lots," Izzy said carelessly "There's all my Internet friends and then there's my other friends. Joe's quite clever and Iori has promise. Matt could be clever if he tried but he doesn't. He spends all his time with his band instead. The others are all just average except Davis, who's stupid."

Ken snorted slightly, personally thinking that Tai ought to be on the 'stupid' part of the list too.

"Tai's not exactly intelligent either I guess," Izzy continued thoughtfully "But he could be if his attention span was longer."

Ken snickered.

"Who's Tai?"

"He's my best friend," Izzy said.

Ken blinked. He had expected Joe to be Izzy's best friend, not Tai.

"Oh?" he said finally.

"He has big hair," Izzy said, slightly dreamily. Ken guessed that was the vodka affecting him.

"Big hair?"

Izzy gestured, trying to show him with his hands.

"And he's very..."

He suddenly stopped and turned red. Ken looked at him.

'Oh-ho! So THAT'S how you see Tai! I can't believe I missed THAT!'

"Very what?" he said in his most innocent voice.

"Oh....nothing," Izzy mumbled, not looking at Ken.

Ken raised a curious eyebrow but said nothing.

"I haven't got a best friend," he said "Too busy."

"Poor you," Izzy said "That can't be fun."

He was still looking embarrassed.

"You like Tai, don't you?" Ken said, deciding to go for the direct approach.

"What? No! No!" Izzy yelped "I mean....well...."

"It's okay. I won't tell anyone," Ken said "If you tell me, I'll tell you a secret."

Izzy was turning the same colour as his hair.

"Well....yes. All right. I do like Tai," he mumbled.

Ken smiled satisfiedly but quickly smothered the look before Izzy could see it.

"Then I'll tell you my secret," he said "I like boys more than girls too."

Izzy looked at him.

"Really?" he said.

Ken nodded.

"Don't tell anyone?" he said, putting on a vulnerable expression "It'd be really embarrassing....and it'd go everywhere."

"I promise," Izzy said. He was staring at Ken, looking a bit shocked.

"So tell me about Tai," Ken said, getting himself comfortable (wriggling slightly nearer Izzy in the process) and privately thinking that he knew way more than Izzy about Tai Yagami.

Izzy of course, was not a mind-reader and was quite happy to go into details. He began chattering about Tai, trying to explain why he was so cute and funny. Ken listened, moving slightly closer all the while.

"Have you ever told him how you feel?" he asked.

Izzy shook his head.

"Oh no. No, no, no," he said "Tai wouldn't....he's not gay."

"How'd you know?"

"Trust me, he's not," Izzy said "I know him."

'Not half as well as I do.....' Ken thought dryly. He said nothing.

Izzy leaned back against the couch, frowning.

"He just thinks I'm a friend," he said sadly.

Ken shrugged. He was getting bored. Besides if they didn't hurry it up, his parents would quite possibly arrive home in the middle of it which would ruin the experience.

"You should seduce him," he said.

"I think I could seduce people about as well as an elephant could fly," Izzy said bluntly.

"Oh, it's easy," Ken said "You just get very, very close to him....so close you're almost touching. Then you start up some conversation....whatever takes your fancy....but make sure it's about sex preferably. You lower your voice so he has to listen to you.....so it feels like smoke going into his mind and settling into his brain. Confuse him a little..."

He inched even closer. Izzy looked down at him, looking slightly confused himself. Ken stared up at him, his eyes locking with Izzy's.

"Watch him," he said softly "Like you're kissing him with your eyes. Taking in every inch of him, devouring him, desiring him, lusting for him. Let him see it, let him feel your eyes burning into his brain, like you're already kissing him, hot, hard, passionate. Let him know you're thinking about it...describe it to him. Maybe don't let him know with words that it's him you mean but let him know with your eyes. Imagine stroking his skin. Imagine the texture, the feel, the warmth...."

Glancing quickly over Izzy, he was pleased to see that Izzy was staring at him, his lips slightly parted, his eyes filled with desire.

"Imagine him touching you back, hot, burning, needing. Him kissing you, wanting you, desiring you. The feeling of there being nothing else in the world but your passion and his. Nothing but unbridled lust, sparking between you like electricity. Make him feel it, make him feel the sparks entering his flesh. Make him ache for your touch, even before you've told him with words that it's him you desire."

He placed a hand on Izzy's chest. Izzy gasped and twitched slightly. His heart was banging in his chest. Ken continued to stare hypnotically into his eyes.

"Then maybe you try kissing him. When he knows what you want and he knows he wants it too. You kiss him."

Izzy was panting, his pupils dilated, eyes hungry.

"Do you want me to kiss you Izzy?"

"Oh God yes," Izzy gasped "Oh God Ken, please!"

"Even though," Ken said softly, pushing his advantage to the full "That if I kiss you, it will lead to more? That I'll probably fuck you right here and now?"

Izzy nodded.

"Ken, please!"

Ken kissed Izzy firmly. Izzy responded with a moan, running his hands over Ken's shoulders, pulling him nearer. Ken risking flicking a glance over at the clock. Good. Plenty of time.

He continued to kiss Izzy hungrily, pushing him back, rubbing his hands against Izzy's chest. Izzy moaned at the back of his throat as Ken began unbuttoning his shirt. Ken saw no need to hold back on this one, not after all the effort he'd put in to the seduction. Besides, Izzy was already ripping at his clothes with the urgency of someone pushed beyond their endurance point. Ken smiled and with the efficiency he'd built up over the past week or so, removed Izzy's clothes in a matter of minutes. Pushing him down on the couch, he tried to think of what he could use for lubricant that wouldn't involve moving anywhere. Eventually, he decided on the natural methods. Reaching between Izzy's legs, he began to stroke him. Izzy moaned, writhing violently under Ken's fingers.

"Ken....! Oh my God!"

Ken laughed softly, exultantly. He loved to see the Digidestined surrender themselves to him, become so weak in his arms. It almost gave him more pleasure than when they kissed him. He squeezed Izzy, making the boy scream and flail wildly. Ken gave him another deep kiss, enjoying the feeling of power. Izzy came into his hand, moaning. Ken made sure to catch it all in his hand.

"Raise your hips," he whispered to Izzy "Come on my sweet. Raise your hips."

Izzy obeyed, closing his eyes. He knew what Ken was going to do to him, he obviously either didn't care or didn't think he could stop it. Ken lubricated him, then entered him. Izzy cried out in pain, biting so hard on his lower lip that blood began to trickle. Ken leaned down and licked it off.

"Shhhhh," he whispered "It's all right Izzy. You'll enjoy this."

He began thrusting slowly into him. Izzy was gasping. He arched his back, his eyes closing even tighter. Ken closed his own eyes and pulled Izzy into a passionate kiss. He let himself come quickly, not trying to draw it out. Dropping on top of Izzy, he licked Izzy's throat lightly. Izzy entwined his hand in Ken's hair, holding him close to his chest. Ken closed his eyes, listening to the racing heart-beat, slowly becoming steadier as Izzy slept. Ken refused to let himself doze off. If he did, his parents would catch him in a very embarrassing position. He remained awake, carefully plotting what he'd write on Izzy's chart. Eventually, he got off Izzy and dressed, then shook him awake. Izzy looked at him and turned very, very red.

"You'd better go," Ken murmured "Your parents might be worrying and my parents will be shocked if they find you here."

Izzy hurriedly dressed, not saying a word to Ken, then fled. Ken laughed, letting his laughter echo. He knew Izzy would tell no one. The embarrassment.....good, sensible Koushiro Izumi, seduced by Ken Ichijouji?

Besides, Izzy would know that if he told anyone, it would put Ken in a bad position, something that a kind person like him wouldn't want.

Ken cleaned up the apartment, then went to his room and began filling in the chart.

"Koushiro Izumi. Easiness - 7. Very impressive. Good looks - 6. Value of amusement OUT of bed - 8½. His intelligence bumps him up. Amusement IN bed - 5½. Very inexperienced. Small, medium, large, extra-large, bastard or tripod? Medium I think. Kissing - 8. I liked that. Techniques - 3. He doesn't actually have any I'm afraid. Other points of interest - very intelligent, actually nearing my level! Has a crush on Tai...how incredibly sweet. Total - he gets 5 extra for his intelligence and two extra for his infatuation.....let's see, that equals 47 all together. Well done Izzy darling, well done."

Ken carefully hid his notepad and smiled.

"And next....Joe Kido. That ought to be very amusing!"

Rolling over on his bed, he stared up at the ceiling, smiling.

The End of Part 5