The door smacked against the wall, making a loud thud. The impact nearly sent the hinges flying, but somehow the poor screws were still keeping it upright.
"Brother- You!"
The cub stood there, scandalized, clutching a pair of scissors like he'd just caught a thief red-handed, and this was his divine weapon to deal with him.
Startled by the sudden noise, Xion jerked subconsciously, and in the shuffle, his hand pressed directly against the very obvious bulge between Darius' legs.
The Archduke let out a strangled grunt that sounded exactly what it was. A sinful erotic moan.
"Are you a Beast?!" Noxian yelled in horror, face going crimson to the roots of his ears. "How can you—how can you be so—!"
He nearly choked on the word "lascivious," swallowing it back in shame at saying such a thing in front of his precious brother.
Darius, thoroughly unbothered, gave the younger knight a lazy glare.
