Fic: Witnessed
Sep. 12th, 2022 08:35 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
anysinA Hatoful Boyfriend fic, Albert/Sakuya/Yuuya. Spoilers for Holiday Star's Sakuya centric mini-episode. Warnings for one-sided incest and non-explicit underage (though it depends on how you interpret preening, heh).
If Sakuya listened to him, Yuuya would tell him that it's not good that strangers have such easy time seeing into his bedroom. But since Sakuya doesn't, all Yuuya can do is watch.
It's evening, and Sakuya is preparing for bed. His butler is with him, a huge, menacing shadow in the background while Sakuya preens himself, and though Yuuya can't hear a word they're saying, he can tell that they are having a conversation. Yuuya thinks about breaking into Sakuya's house, hiding bugs all over the place. He wants to know what Sakuya could possibly be talking to an assassin, a killer about.
But when he sees Albert open his beak and Sakuya instantly going still, it's not hard to guess what the butler has just asked.
"Do you require my assistance, Master Sakuya?"
And Sakuya does.
Yuuya grips his binoculars as he watches Albert move closer to Sakuya, his figure so much bigger compared to Sakuya's dainty form. He watches as Albert starts to preen Sakuya, starting with the top of his head, moving down to his neck, his throat.
When Sakuya turns his back on Albert, stretching out his wings for him, Yuuya can't stand it anymore; he flees his viewing spot, his heart pounding in his head.
He knows he will be back the next night.
If Sakuya listened to him, Yuuya would tell him that it's not good that strangers have such easy time seeing into his bedroom. But since Sakuya doesn't, all Yuuya can do is watch.
It's evening, and Sakuya is preparing for bed. His butler is with him, a huge, menacing shadow in the background while Sakuya preens himself, and though Yuuya can't hear a word they're saying, he can tell that they are having a conversation. Yuuya thinks about breaking into Sakuya's house, hiding bugs all over the place. He wants to know what Sakuya could possibly be talking to an assassin, a killer about.
But when he sees Albert open his beak and Sakuya instantly going still, it's not hard to guess what the butler has just asked.
"Do you require my assistance, Master Sakuya?"
And Sakuya does.
Yuuya grips his binoculars as he watches Albert move closer to Sakuya, his figure so much bigger compared to Sakuya's dainty form. He watches as Albert starts to preen Sakuya, starting with the top of his head, moving down to his neck, his throat.
When Sakuya turns his back on Albert, stretching out his wings for him, Yuuya can't stand it anymore; he flees his viewing spot, his heart pounding in his head.
He knows he will be back the next night.
