Lei froze mid-scroll, her thumb hovering above the screen.
Zayne’s name. A new message notification.
“The science of pleasure doesn’t sound like serious work.”
She scowled and turned the screen toward Lassy. “Look at his comment on my timeline!” Lei grumbled. She could picture his stoic smirk, face illuminated by his phone light, silently judging their choice of reading material.
Lassy didn’t need to answer. Right on cue, her own phone buzzed.
“No sugar. Keeping an eye on my patients’ activities is part of my job.”
She could practically hear that smug tone. She groaned, equally irked by his surveillance.
“He scolds me for giving in to temptation,” Lassy sighed, sipping her tea.
“He nags about me reading romance” Lei muttered, flipping her phone face-down.
Their eyes met, and the idea bloomed. Late night treats?
Let’s invite him to study temptation.
*
He arrived at Lassy’s place after dark and stepped inside with practiced calm. He’d met mischief in them before. Tonight, they were together, and even his quiet composure braced for what that meant.
In the living room, two boxes waited on the table.
Cherry bonbons. Strawberry bonbons. Red like mischief, rich like desire.
“It’s a taste test,” Lei murmured. “Strictly for research, of course.”
“Try them,” said Lassy, plucking one from the box and pressing it to his lips.
“Then tell us…” Lei added, offering one of her own, “Do you like one more than the other?”
He sampled one. Then another. Silent, focused, almost detached, clinical, as if studying flavor notes.
They would see how long that would last. He reached for another pair before answering.
“Well?” the two of them leaned in, voices low. “Cherry? Or strawberry?”
His eyes flicked between them, too long to be innocent.
“I think I like… both.”
They smiled. They obliged.
Another bonbon. Another bite.
This time, Lassy’s fingers brushed his jaw as she fed him.
Lei’s hand trailed down his wrist, soft and intentional.
“Still observing, Doctor?” Lei murmured, leaning into his space.
“Or are you pondering the results now?” Lassy whispered near his ear.
His breath hitched, but they didn’t move away.
Not yet.
It was their turn to indulge.
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Collab work! Written by @leiyn.vanille + @lads.lass
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