It was near midnight. A dark figure sat huddled in front of the computer screen. The sound of keys being tapped rang out through the room. Kyouya had been working for hours. His eyes were straining. He wiped his eye as his vision blurred.

I gotta get to bed. I'm gonna need my sleep. Tomorrow the host club is supposed to be leaving for Karuizawa again and Tamaki will drive me crazy if I fall asleep.

Kyouya went to close his laptop when a thought struck him.

Can't go to sleep without checking on my little kittens can I?

Opening it back up he grabbed the mouse. He clicked on the special tab and put in the password to open the file. This was one view only he was allowed to see. The screen was then filled with a very familiar room. It was a bedroom, decked out in flamboyant purple and gold. Two dressers were along one wall and a door leading to what he knew to be a large walk in closet. The curtains were open on the tall windows and moonlight streamed in. Across the room was a very spacious king bed. Lying in the middle were two identical figures.

What the two figures were doing is what drew the shadow king's attention.

Harsh breathing penetrated the speakers; the two bodies moved against each other, sweat slickened their skin. Their faces were scrunched up in pleasure and their muscles were pulled taunt. The moonlight from the large windows made shadows play over the bodies. The sheet slipped farther and farther down until everything was bared to the shadow king.

Hikaru and Kaoru were oblivious to the eyes watching their pleasure. Kaoru had tied Hikaru's hands to the headboard with his tie. The older brother was, contrary to popular belief, always the submissive in their little games. Though it was rarely only the two of them like this. Kaoru pondered on how their master would punish them if he found out they were behaving so badly but the pleasure took his mind back a second later. His brother was writhing underneath him, starved for the friction of their bodies once more. Kaoru leaned down to flick his tongue over a hard nipple. At the same time he surged forward, making Hikaru groan loudly and arch high. Kaoru pumped faster and faster driving them both toward the release they needed. Their master had not visited them in a week and they were dying. Their bodies honed to a schedule of sweet release at least twice a week, the time apart from the one they both loved was pulling on them in a very harsh way. They needed this. And if their master found out, they would take their punishment accordingly. They understood the rules and knew that solo play was a big no-no. but for this moment, they were willing to risk it. Just this once….

Kyouya's breathing was getting more and more labored. His pants felt too tight and the covers seemed to make him too hot. Shoving himself up from the bed with a smirk he grabbed a shirt from his closet.

So his little kittens were trying to play without him were they?

He wold see about that…