The theme was voyeurism.

"You are always watching me," Hisoka says over tea.

"Of course, little brother. I cannot correct your movements without watching."

"When we are not sparring, you watch me."

"Ah." Oriya sounds amused, and Hisoka blushes. "You know why that is, don't you?"

"Why do you only watch?"

"I didn't think you wanted more."

Hisoka lifts his chin. "If I do?"

"Do you?"

Hisoka is silent, and Oriya sets his teacup down.

"I am Muraki's friend, but I never take without permission."

Hisoka considers, then leans forward. "You have it," he says against Oriya's mouth.

Oriya's eyes close at the kiss.

~END~