I Want to Watch...

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(Art not mine)
A bit of a 🍋 twist.


...Fuck, my brain feels so foggy...

I can barely get ahold of my breath after that. I've almost completely forgotten about Keigo watching us.

If I wasn't fucked almost into oblivion I would probably be freaking out but I can't find the strength to even care.

...Honestly, it was hot, I never would've thought I liked being watched. But you know, when a hot lunatic enters your life I guess you learn a few things about yourself...

I slowly turn my head to look over at the poor hero in bindings.

...Woah...

I'm taken aback by the sight in front of me.

...What the hell is going on...

I see Touya looming over Keigo like he's caught prey.

...But this doesn't look like he's going to kill him...

I see the raven-haired man clutch onto the winged hero's face forcing his lips open.

...Holy hell... So that's what it looks like when he does it to me?...

I almost pass out from what I see next.

...Confused, I'm so fucking confused right now. Did I just see that correctly?...

He just SPAT into his mouth and made him swallow.

...Oh. My. God...

.

"Good little bird."
.

Immense heat swirls my face and I feel?

...Butterflies in my stomach? What the fuck? AM I ENJOYING THIS?...

My feelings are made apparent on my face because Touya looks my way and asks,

"Enjoying the show, mouse?"

I feel the heat rise all over my body and now I'm as embarrassed as they become.

... Am I enjoying the show? No no no it can't be, I still must be worked up from what we've done...

"Princess?"

I swallow.

"Y-yes?"

"Come here."

Still so sensitive and in this fragile state I carefully walk myself over to the two men.
I plant myself firmly in front of them. I see the scowl on Keigo's face and he looks like he wants to rip Touya limb from limb.

...Yeah I felt that way once too...

Touya stands up and walks back over to the couch leaving the both of us here.

...huh?...

He sits on the couch, legs spread, and takes out a cigarette placing it in his mouth.

...So gorgeous...

He ignites a flame from his fingertip, lights the cigarette, and takes a long drag.

...The tension is so thick...

His eyes are cold and expressionless as they bounce between the two of us.

He holds out his palm igniting a flame but keeps it in place as he speaks.

"Try anything and I'll be sure to burn every last one of your fucking feathers."

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