Ahahaha! I swear, this came to me in between pimp!Naesala fanart, Naesalae smut, and a full week off of school. Fwee.
Naesala was, once again, flirting with Reyson's younger sister.
He wasn't even being particularly subtle about it. The raven king had one arm wrapped around Leanne's waist, and was whispering something in her ear that Reyson couldn't quite make out. Probably full of innuendo, judging by her giggles and the raven's expression.
Reyson glared at Naesala for a good five minutes before the king deigned to even step away from the younger heron. "Why, Reyson, if I didn't know any better, I'd say you were being protective," he cawed in the beorc tongue, as Leanne squeaked slightly and backed away from her brother.
Reyson's only response was an even fiercer glare.
"You do realize that you can't keep your sister innocent forev-"
Reyson's response to that was to crush his mouth against the raven's, much to Naesala's surprise (but clearly, not to his displeasure).
"…Um, I'll just leave now…" Leanne whimpered, backing away from the two men, but neither of them were listening.