The mansion had fallen into a rare silence, the kind that made you believe—just for once—that you were truly alone. No footsteps echoing through the halls, no teasing voices calling your name, no Laito lurking in some shadowed corner with that ever-present smirk. The quiet was tempting… intoxicating.

You locked your bedroom door, heart fluttering with the thrill of stolen privacy. The soft sheets welcomed you as your fingers wandered, breath hitching as you finally let yourself unravel. Heat bloomed beneath your skin as your thoughts drifted—of lips ghosting over your neck, of hushed whispers brushing your ear, of green eyes and a voice like velvet murmuring your name.

You didn’t realize you had whispered his name out loud.

But Laito heard it.

He’d returned early, slipping in unnoticed like a shadow. Bored and curious, he was halfway through the halls when he heard the soft moan from behind your door—followed by his name, laced with breathless need.

A wicked grin spread across his lips.

He didn’t bother knocking. “Nfu~ Chii-chan,” he cooed, twisting the handle. Locked. Of course.

A gentle click from a stolen key, and the door creaked open.

You gasped, eyes wide as Laito strolled in with that unmistakable air of smug satisfaction. “Ara~? What a naughty little thing you are,” he purred, voice low and syrupy. “Touching yourself all alone... and thinking of me?”

You scrambled to pull the covers over yourself, cheeks burning. “L-Laito?! Get out!”

But he only laughed, stepping inside and gently shutting the door behind him. “Why so shy now, hm? You didn’t sound embarrassed before.” His eyes gleamed as he approached, slow and deliberate. “You were moaning so sweetly... It would’ve been rude not to check in.”

He leaned in, lips near your ear, his breath hot against your skin. “You know, if you really wanted me, all you had to do was ask. But watching you like this? Nfu~ it's such a lovely surprise.”