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Hello, this is Belladonna! I'm sorry to have missed you on such a lovely day. Please leave a message, and I'll return your call as soon as I can.

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cw just izaya being a triggery asshole

[mcpieceofshit]

(He listens, of course. There's that chilling smile again on his lips, one that surfaces because he knows exactly what might have gotten into her mind. Nakura is not here, of course, but Izaya has bought the name from him and he'll absolutely use it to paint the most pathetic, woeful bitch on Earth when he's not using it to ruin the man's life. What was the last sob story he crafted again?

Oh. Yes. The story of a poor man whose girlfriend got pregnant from his dad. Worked wonders for the last girl he mindfucked. Once again, Nakura strikes!

Entertaining, entertaining, entertaining! Seeing her just shed her former beliefs like that, so easily, so fast! All it took was a few pushes, a few words from a single conversation! God, it's so alluring that it makes him sick on his stomach, he's nearly shaking with excitement when soft, chaste lips touch his.

Izaya takes one of his hands back, only to take it to her delineated waist in the little time he had before lips part and his grin grows.

Bingo. He'll slowly separate, allowing his forehead to rest against hers.)

Worth it, Bella-chan?

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[Was it worth it? A simple, yet incredibly loaded question. Yes? No? She feels incredibly foolish and silly...but somehow, that isn't the worst way to feel in that moment. Especially when the closeness feels so nice, and his voice is like all the most beautifully dark and decadent things she can think of. Her face is so hot.

A bubble of laughter rises in her throat; honestly, she can hardly believe what she just did. This entire day has been a whirlwind that doesn't seem to want to stop anytime soon.]

Yes, I think it was.

[Because of all the complicated thoughts and emotions spinning inside of her, regret isn't one of them.]

[mcpieceofshit]

(Izaya is absolutely overjoyed. What a day it has been, being nearly killed, slapped across the face, and kissed. This is exactly why he can't ever be somewhere without people, he just cannot imagine all the things that are happening that don't involve him right under his nose, and it thrills him.

It just propels him.

With a gentle kiss to cheek, Izaya spells away for the time being.)

I'm glad to hear.

I'm calling this a wrap, but,

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