The air in the room thickens as Lucius and Severus both focus their attention on you. You can’t deny the attraction you feel for them, but their presence also sends a wave of nervousness rushing through you. Every word they say, every glance, only makes your heart race faster, unsure of whether it’s desire or fear that you’re truly feeling.

There's something with the way Lucius looks at you that makes your cheeks flush. "Look at that gorgeous creature," he murmurs, and you can't help but feel the heat of his stare, "whatever shall we do with her?"

As your face turns red, Severus notices, his sharp gaze turning even more piercing. "I’m sure we’ll find a way to pass the time, isn’t that right, darling?"

The way they speak to you—so confidently, almost possessively—sends a nervous thrill down your spine. You look between them, torn between the pull you feel and the anxiety they provoke, your head nodding before you even realize it.

Lucius clicks his tongue in amusement, a teasing smile curling at his lips. "Use your words, love."