Lex liked to be watched and he knew he had an audience as soon as he heard movement from just outside the room.
Smirking to himself, he pretended he heard nothing and focused on the bathwater. Fang was probably coming to check up on him, but Lex wanted to have some fun. He didn’t know if Fang was a sexual being, but he wanted to test him. Running a hand over his chest, he stroked across his nipples, lightly caressing them as he quietly gasped.
His legs shifted beneath the water’s edge, parting to allow him to slip a hand between them. Tilting his head to one side, he panted softly as he began to work himself. It had been so long since he’d done anything like this and now he was in the mood. He just hoped Fang was watching…!
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Oh, Fang was watching. Fang was practically braced against the bathing room door. He really had just wanted to check in on Lex, especially since he had explained how much he would ache after performances. And yet here was ANOTHER performance, and Fang could not possibly dishonor it by drawing back.
Did Alexei know he was here? Fang still was unsure of his behavior. If it was, was this simply something to admire from a distance? Was it rude to burst in, like he wanted to? If it wasn’t intentional, Lex would be mad. He didn’t want Lex to be mad. He --
“--Fang? What are you doing?” Ah. Of course now would be the perfect time for their innocent little worker Nari to come by to grab the laundry. A gasp. “Are you peeping?” Her voice was loud enough to be heard through the doors, surely.
Fang looked up at her, brain stalling, eyes wide. Then he fled back to his room.