Davian Conor

I watched her watch it. We both did.

She was engaged completely.

We had tortured him for what must've been a few hours.

All of it was on the disc.

She sat on the edge of her couch, elbows on knees, face in hands as she studied the TV.

I hummed to myself, leaving to begin dinner.

"I want Chinese." Kieran mumbled, looking away from our TV for a bit.

"Sounds good."

I grabbed the phone and ordered, hanging up and watching the screen again.

She jumped a bit at the bit where we cut off his dick and I rolled my sleeves up as I was starting to get bloody.

She leaned forward further somehow.

"Look." Kieran pointed to her legs as they slowly drifted apart from their previous tense stance.

I watched as she got off the couch, sinking to her floor, knees up and open, a hand disappearing.

"What if we called her in the middle of this to offer her dinner?" I whispered.

"What if we deliver her the dinner instead and see how red she gets?" He tried.

"But what if we call and she keeps going?" I looked at him.

"I'd like to see that." He smirked.

"Keep an eye on that. I'm gonna go put some drinks from the garage to the fridge." I left and grabbed a couple beers and a couple Mike's Lemonades and put them in our fridge inside.

"She's still going." His eyes were glued to the screen.

She'd shut her knees with her hand trapped whenever something significant would happen.

"She's dirty." I laughed.

"Let's call her real quick. I needa shower." Kieran said and I grabbed my phone, calling.

She panicked and paused the film before answering, frozen in place.

We watched her lift her phone to her ear.

"Hey doll. What're you doing?"

"Uhm, just looking over the DVD." Her voice was nearly nothing.

"We ordered Chinese food. Wanna have dinner with us?" I asked, watching the screen as Kieran had a large grin on his face.

She ran her other hand over her hair as if in distress.

She hummed a yeah.

"Grab yourself a water, beautiful. Just come in whenever you arrive, I'll send you our address." I said and she sighed, hanging up.

We watched her cover her face with her hands.

I couldn't help the smile on my face.

"I'm gonna shower." Kieran left and I watched her change into warmer clothes, chugging a bottle of water before leaving there.

-

I heard the door open and I went to the door, smiling at her.

"Hey love." I whispered and she looked flushed, her pale face, pink.

Her eyes were on my chest and I tipped her chin up.

"Drinks are in the fridge. There's beer, Mike's, waters, soda. Grab whatever you want. The guy should be here soon." I told her, letting her face go.

She nodded, still frozen before blinking and walking past me.

I turned, studying her body in the loose sweater she wore that hung off her left shoulder revealing a black and white flowered tattoo, and the bottoms that were so loose her ass moved perfectly as she walked.

"You said you watched the video." I put my hands in my pockets, walking into the kitchen and she nodded.

She was struggling to open a bottle so I offered to help.

She handed it to me.

"What did you think? Was it too much?" I asked.

"No." She took the beer back and sipped it.

"It was... good." She nodded.

Kieran came down, her throat thinning as she took a deep breath, shutting her eyes as she drank more of the beer.

"Hey doll." Kieran smiled at her.

She nodded, avoiding looking at us.

"We can put shirts on if you're uncomfortable." He offered.

"It's fine." She swallowed firmly as a knock came onto the door.

I went to answer it and I scribbled my signature messily on the receipt before taking the bag of food.

I shut the door and locked it, heading back into the kitchen where Morana looked more heated than when I left and Kieran smiling cockily while his arms were crossed over his chest.

I turned to make sure the TV wasn't on and I was grateful I remembered to shut it off.

"Don't be an ass." I glared at Kieran.

"I'm not. She would've kicked my ass if I was." He shrugged.

I walked around the island and placed my hand on her back, attempting to soothe her wound up figure.

"Relax, beautiful. Is there something going on?" I asked and she took a hard breath.

"No." She pressed her lips together.

"If you wanna go home you can. We won't make you stay if you're uncomfortable." I rubbed her back and she shivered the second my hand hit the bare skin of her shoulder.

I laughed, kissing her cheek.

"You're cute." I turned and grabbed a few plates.

We got the food ready and Kieran took her plate.

"What would you like, babydoll?" He asked, standing close beside her and she began fidgeting.

So he moved back a bit.

She seemed to be everything at once.

Anxious, uncomfortable, too aware, heated, all of it.

She pointed to the things she wanted and he told her to tell him when to stop scooping so she got the amounts she wanted.

"I don't wanna take too much. That's a lot." She looked at her plate, her hands were over her mouth muffling her words as she began picking at her lips.

"You don't want this much?"

"There's not enough for you-"

"Morana." I said loud enough to make her jump.

She looked at me.

"You're fine. We have more than enough for all of us. You need to eat. Fuel that pretty body of yours." I said and she nodded, her hands shaking a bit as she reached to take her plate.

Kieran ignored her.

"Get your food." He nodded to me and he took her plate to the table, setting it at the head of the table and she sat.

He came back.

"You want your drink love?" I asked.

She stood.

"I'll bring it." I said and she nodded.

Her leg began bouncing and I set down her beer and a water on the side.

I knelt beside her.

"Anxious?" I asked as I placed my hand on her leg, stopping the motion.

"Kind of."

"Why?"

She shrugged.

"Take three breaths for me." I said and she took the first, her body trembling with adrenaline.

I did this with Kieran and this was more than anxiety with her.

"Another." I grabbed her hands, massaging them, relaxing the palms and the fingers.

"Another." She did and I set her hands in her lap.

"Do you fear something?"

"Flirting." She whispered.

I nodded.

"We can completely stop. We didn't know." Kieran came behind her and placed our plates down.

"It's fine. With you, I just... being messed with-"

"Does it bring back bad feelings?" I stood and she looked up at me and nodded.

I nodded as well.

"That's alright. How about we eat, then if you wanna talk about it you can, if not, we can play a board game or watch a movie or you can go home if you'd like?" Kieran offered, sitting in his seat.

"Okay." She whispered.

I sat and we waited for her to begin eating, then we ate after.