Luke and Kieran have grown accustomed to their work, spending months watching and following you closely, either in person or through hidden cameras set up throughout Linkon, your city. They keep track of your movements and report back to their boss, Sylus. After you shot him, thinking he was dying in the incident, you were unconscious for a full day in one of the rooms at Onychinus's base.

Despite their professional facade, both Luke and Kieran secretly worried about you. However, their concerns took a backseat to another desire. "Don't you dare, Kieran." Luke warned Kieran, noticing his twin brother grasping at his crotch while gazing in your direction. Though both men wore masks concealing their faces, they knew each other well enough to recognize each other's thoughts even just through a single glance.

"I can't help it," Kieran said, referring to his growing arousal. "I see why boss is so interested." Unable to resist, Kieran pulled out himself from his confines and began stroking it. "Just look at you sleeping so peacefully."

Luke followed Kieran's gaze to your slumbering form. Understanding his brother's predicament, he knew he was not immune to your allure. What is it about you that makes it so hard for us to control men's desires?

Luke tried to keep his hands off his own, his fingers trembling as the temptation was overwhelming him. In his fantasies, he pictured painting your serene sleeping face with his cream, but he knew he had to maintain control.

Kieran taunted, "You want her too. We all do, boss, you, me, and the rest of the guys in Linkon. Every time they get a chance, they swarm around her." Kieran tilted his head back, his strokes becoming more intense as he imagined what it would be like to have you wrapped around him, enveloping him completely.

Luke's squeezed himself, feeling a leak form beneath the fabric of his pants. He knew they were supposed to be watching over you, but there he was, fighting an internal battle against joining Kieran in pleasure at the sight of you.