Lust swiped her finger in the cream on her stomach and popped it into her mouth as if the fight that broken out wasn't even happening. She rattled the cuff that was still on her and looked at the boys to see where the key went, even though all she saw was a tangle of limbs. She loved being fought over, desire was a bitch that could drive even the calmest person to the brink of madness, and there was a small part of her that was absolutely bloodthirsty.
She watched the boys like it was better than pay-per-view. It didn't matter, she'd end up taking care of both of them when it was over so why not enjoy the show.