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[mamiizbudoir]

"Good," he huffed, just as the burner phone he'd left in his pocket chimed. With another huff and a groan, Touya rolled off the bed and shuffled to his pants, shaking out the pockets until the phone plopped into his waiting palm.

He answered it roughly, "Yeah.... Oh. ... Shit, really? Right now? Fuck. Alright, alright. Got it. Yeah I got it. Ten."

When he hung up, he tossed the phone unceremoniously to the floor, and ran his long fingers through his hair. Keeping his back to you as he started dressing he spoke, "Sorry doll. Business calls, I gotta bounce."

He couldn't bear to look back and see your hurt reaction. Not after your confessions and promises. Of course he'd get called away at a time like this. Of course it wasn't something he could just blow off. If being in the LoV wasn't the easiest means to an end he'd have left before now.

But Touya had important shit to do before he could indulge in life's fineries. Even if that meant leaving you right now. Even if that meant breaking your heart a little.

"I'll be back...But don't wait up for me."

-Touya

((Hmm I can think of a few things... ))

she watches him move and navigate around her bedroom, making noise as he goes along. her mind is swimming with thousands of questions.

didn’t he just confess? didn’t he say he wanted to stay? she’s so confused but she can only manage a few words. choking back tears every time she tries to open her mouth.

“i’ll just wait another two weeks to hear from you, like i always do,” she sniffles. her words are bitter but the gentleness never leaves her voice. she wants to hate him, to tell him to never come back. but they both know that’s impossible.

“i know you’ll do whatever you want,” she sighs, getting up from the bed, approaching him then walking right past.

she’s naked still, thighs sticky with their combined fluids as she walks to the vanity, leaning over the table with her ass swaying back and forth. there’s so point trying to seduce him into another round once his mind is made up, but the idea of driving him wild with thoughts and images of her was far too enticing.

she steals glances at him through the reflection. “i won’t lose sleep waiting for you if that’s what you’re really worried about,” she says coldly although she doesn’t mean it. she hopes he knows that.