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[whichiest]

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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[whichiest]

Hm?

[She's so used to these sorts of things happening that it almost escaped her notice. But his chest bounces when he laughs, and she follows his eyes, putting a hand over her face in embarrassment.]

Oh. Oh, dear, I did it again, didn't I?

[And it was certainly an explosive amount of plants, this time.]

I'm sorry...I really will clean it up...

[mcpieceofshit]

Worry about that later.

(He'll clean it, no worries there. It even gives the room a more vibrant look, doesn't it? Perhaps he won't clean it at all.

Izaya's got a feeling that this is what his office is going to end up looking more often than not.)

Don't be sorry. It only happened because you had fun, wasn't it?

[whichiest]

[She can't help but giggle, burying her face in his chest for a bashful second before looking up again. It's just him, she reminds herself, so there's no need to be shy, really.]

I did, yes. But...I don't know, fun isn't the word I think I'd use. I just mean, it isn't the one that comes to mind.

[In any case, she's settled in now, their heartbeats stacked together, and she has no plans on moving anytime soon.]

[mcpieceofshit]

(A hand rests on her waist, where he's caressing with the very tips of his fingers before they accidentally find the curve of her breast. It's a gentle, innocent touch to follow it before it runs down to her hip, delicately and soft. Almost, just almost like he cares.

ALMOST.

Of course it wouldn't be a word she'd use, but at least she can admit it belatedly.)

Want to wait here for a while and see if the showers are empty?

[whichiest]

[Even now, each little touch he graces her with sends new shivers of joy dancing over her skin.]

Mm...I can go with you. I don't mind.

[She doesn't want to be anywhere without him, even for a moment. Belladonna plants a kiss on his collarbone.]

[mcpieceofshit]

(Works for him! Izaya presses a kiss to her forehead before warning with his body language that he is going to sit up, but not before sending his hand down her back as a last caress before he does so.

... Boxers, where are his boxers? Damn, he's very naked.)