An Unexpected Stipulation

Kyo found himself experiencing a flood of different emotions all at once. Outrage and betrayal, first and foremost, for being led here, decieved, abused, and then led on like this only to be...discarded at the end. With the outrage came a whole bunch of other emotions after it: he felt emasculated, belittled, used, and above all...hurt, and heartbroken. Maybe it had been lust talking, or maybe loneliness, but he had actually been feeling something for Giulia.

But now, she had made it plain just what she thought of him.

"Fine," he said, trying to reign in his feelings and salvage as much of his dignity as he could. "If that is the way you feel on the matter..." Wordlessly, he moved to collect his clothes, and slowly began to slide them back on. "I'm glad you enjoyed tonight." He half meant that last part, but couldn't keep the bitterness from his voice; unless Giulia stopped him, he would leave the moment he was fully dressed.

To tell the truth, Giulia had been expecting a bit more out of Kyo's reaction. Of something. But just plain acceptance and, maybe, at least a hint of disappointment... Or maybe the latter was just Giulia's wishful thinking. In any case, if he had any feelings on the matter, they were very well hidden... At least after his initial confusion over the situation. The Italian had at least half-wished for a bit more resistance on the matter, but there wasn't really any - and it was also a (half-)satisfying result, as it just proved the mental dominance that the Italian had managed to get over the man.

Giulia just watched as Kyo put on his clothes while taking some steps towards the door... But just after he had put on his t-shirt and before he put on his hoodie, she let out a hastened "Wait!" Provided that he obeyed, the Italian would position herself behind his back, wrapping her arms tightly around his midsection beneath his t-shirt, almost as if bear hugging him from behind, but not with quite similar power, before saying her last words for him. "Yes, I did. So if you ever need a friend, or an enemy... Maybe an ally, or a common foe... You know where to find me."

After those words, without expecting a reply, the Italian just pulled his t-shirt upward once again, before twisting her body towards the front of him and biting his right pec (relatively) gently while keeping her hold on him. But after that little bite, the Italian just proceeded a few steps forward to the door, before opening it up for him.

"Bye."

Kyo was about to storm out then and there. It wasn't just that his pride had been hurt, or that he had been decieved, or that Giulia had treated him as little more than a sexual plaything all night...although, admittedly, all of the above were pretty bad. Giulia had played with his feelings tonight. She had gotten him to open up to her, to engage with her...and, damn it, to openly show some of his feelings for her. And in exhange, she was treating him like this. Like something to be discarded.

He had just slid on his clothes, and was about to storm out the door, when Giulia called for him to wait. As Kyo turned, he was surprised to see Giulia-- still quite naked, incidentally-- running after him. The next thing he knew, she was pulling him around to face her, saying that if he ever wanted to see her again, he knew where to find her...before gently biting his pecs.

The bite sent a shiver of arousal down Kyo's spine. At that moment, Kyo wanted nothing more than to lock lips with her, to return the bite, to wrap her up in his arms and take her to the bed again. He held back, his breathing intensifying a little, until Giulia finally released him and opened the door for him.

He took a deep breath. As much as he desperately wanted to kiss her, a part of him said to wait, to let the tension hang between them a little...until their next encounter, at least.

"Until next time, then," he said, before sliding out of the doorway and exiting Giulia's room.