CHAPTER 17. Flower Bud (Patreon)

I heard footsteps on the stairs, faint at first, then closer, until the creak of the bathroom door made my heart skip. I turned my head, water still hitting my back, and saw Nico’s face frozen in the gap. His eyes were wide, locked between my thighs. For a moment, he didn’t say anything. Then, almost in a whisper, “What the fuck?”

I jolted, my body tensing instinctively. “It’s a cage,” I said, my voice thin and wet with panic. “A chastity cage. It just… looks like that.” I didn’t meet his eyes. I didn’t know how. “I didn’t want you to find out this way.” He stood there, silent, blinking like he was trying to reprocess the entire room. But he didn’t leave. His expression wasn’t just shock, it was laced with something else.