After Shouto had moved their makeout session to the couch, they had a good couple minutes of kissing, groping, and loads of dirty talk.

However, Shouto suddenly stopped, then looked up in the direction of the corner of the room. He heard something, and could swear he saw a light. After a few seconds, Katsuki claimed the other's mouth again.

"No, wait," Shouto mumbled against Katsuki's lips, before pulling back again. The blonde scowled- well, it would look like a scowl to most, but it was Katsuki's version of a pout.

"What," He started, letting his right hand continue to wander. "on Earth are you looking at?"

Shouto gripped Katsuki's chin and gently coaxed him to look to the corner. Then the blonde saw it; the small shine of light bouncing off of a lens, and the soft noise of a camera zooming in and out.

"What the Hell?!" Katsuki exclaimed, almost moving to get up, only to be pushed back, and the set of mismatched eyes settled on him.

Shouto was smirking.

Katsuki actually scowled this time. "What are you thinking, IcyHot?"

"I feel like whomever is watching.. deserves a show."

It was most likely a friend anyway, the pervy bastards.

After a moment, Katsuki smirked. "You know what, you're right." He looked up towards the camera, gave a wicked grin, then looking back to Shouto. "You ready to make the best damn porno they'll ever fuckin' see?"

Shouto smirked softly, glancing to the other a second before turning his gaze to the blonde once more. "Hell yeah."