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