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Look, Skinner knew they should’ve taken down the cameras, alright?
The moment Python made the announcement that the room was being rented, they should’ve snuck in in the dead of night like they had before and taken them down. Just because the others knew to look for cameras didn’t mean this person would and Skinner really should just take them down. But when they saw Magnolia, something about them set off a red flag in Skinner’s mind and, well…
It wasn’t their fault that Magnolia didn’t take down the cameras.
And it definitely wasn’t Skinner’s fault for leaving them up after the reveal of the Thousand Magnolia Problem. They had to keep an eye on her, had to make sure she wasn’t doing anything nefarious and going to hurt their friends in the house. That was Skinner’s rationale, it just made sense to keep them up.
The fact that Python was starting to spend more time in Magnolia’s room was also a cause for concern. They weren’t quite sure what was up with Python, but he had been going to and from this ‘base’ and ‘compound’ that Old Man was talking about so they wanted to keep a closer eye on him. He was smart enough to remove his own cameras, but apparently not smart enough to tell Magnolia to look for ones in their room. Oh well, it worked better for Skinner this way. For a while it was just a video feed in Magnolia’s room that they had, but once they saw Python going in there more and more, they decided to sneak a recording device in there as well, placed just behind Magnolia’s bedside table. If Skinner weren’t so distrusting of her, they might go and fight whoever taught her opsec because they clearly did a horrible job.
Everyone had been doing their own thing that evening, which meant no one noticed when Magnolia and Python slipped away– no one except for Skinner, of course. And no one noticed when Skinner slipped away either, too focused on their own tasks to keep track of the housemates that had gone missing. It wasn’t strange for people to go do personal projects, after all, so why should they keep note? Skinner knew why, but that didn’t mean they had to share that with the class just yet. They locked their door behind them, making sure everything was secure before putting on their headphones and pulling up the video feed which they had synced with the recording device.
“Are you sure no one will notice?” Magnolia asked, sounding hesitant. Suspicious. Skinner leaned forward, ready to take note of whatever schemes the two of them were going to come up with.
“I’m positive, Mags,” Python said reassuringly, one hand on Magnolia’s shoulder, and the other at her waist. This gave Skinner pause, but they decided to ignore it. Any moment now, whatever it was they were planning would come to light. “Sax went back to the garage, Flash and Robert are going over tax forms for the show, Old Man is out doing god only knows what, Skuzz was making new tapes, and Britches is baking banana bread. No one is gonna notice we’re gone.”
The cameras Skinner had gotten weren’t the greatest quality, but they could still see the hesitation on Magnolia’s face. “What about Skinner?” Ice raced down Skinner’s back for a moment before they heard Python laugh. “What! It’s a serious question!” Magnolia shot back, laughter starting to filter into their words too.
“Skinner probably noticed we left, but they’re not gonna care, Mags,” Python said. Skinner couldn’t help but smirk; if only they knew. “They’re probably trying to think of an excuse to go and hang out with Robert once he’s done with Flash’s taxes. We’re all good, Magnolia. I promise.”
Magnolia’s resolve seemed to crumble, especially when Python placed a hand against her cheek. “If we get caught–”
“We’ll get teased a bit, sure, but no one’s gonna be mad .” The situation was starting to confuse Skinner a bit– what did he mean tease , if they were doing something that warranted this kind of secrecy, surely people would be mad. If they were putting the house and its occupants at risk, then surely–
All thoughts fell silent as Skinner saw Python kiss Magnolia.
“Oh shit!” This was not what Skinner thought they were going to see when the two of them snuck off. They were expecting schemes and calculators and time travel, not Python’s hand down Magnolia’s shirt, playing with their boobs through their bra. “I can’t believe they’re fucking. How did none of us know they’re fucking?” A soft groan stopped Skinner in their tracks. They were still wearing their headphones, still hearing the sighs Magnolia was letting out and the sound of Python kissing her neck.
They really, really should’ve taken those cameras out of that room.
But since they were there and since Skinner still had their headphones on, they found themself almost entranced by the sight unfolding in front of them. They should look away, should close the computer and go do what Python said and bother Robert, maybe get a bit of action of their own, but instead Skinner found themself sitting back down just as Matt pulled his shirt off and started to unbutton Magnolia’s dress. “You’re beautiful,” they heard Python say as he slid the dress from Magnolia’s shoulders, leaving them in just their bra and boxers.
“Python–”
“I mean it, Magnolia. You’re beautiful.”
This was far too intimate for Skinner to keep watching, and yet they could stop. Not when Python kissed Magnolia again, not when Magnolia pulled Python’s pants and boxers off, not when Python undid Magnolia’s bra, no. They kept watching, even as Python urged Magnolia onto the bed, kissing her again and whispering something that made Magnolia laugh.
Instead of stopping, of closing the computer, Skinner found their hand reaching between their legs and slipping under their underwear instead.
***
Python knew Skinner wouldn’t have taken down the cameras. It didn’t matter how many times he said a new person was moving into the house, their own curiosity and desire to protect the house would keep those cameras up until Magnolia removed them. And when he found out Magnolia hadn’t removed them…
“I can’t believe they’d bug my room. I mean, seriously! Who does that?!” Magnolia was pacing the length of Python’s room, freak out turned to anger at this point. “What, do they get off on watching people sleep or something?”
The idea popped into Python’s brain almost immediately. “Well. There’s one way to find out.”
Magnolia looked confused before their eyes widened. “Python–”
“Come with me real quick, I wanna check something.” Skinner was out of the house, which meant this was the perfect time to look through Magnolia’s room. Subtly, of course, who knew how often Skinner checked those cameras. It was once he sat down on their bed that he saw it– just behind their nightstand, barely noticeable, was a listening device. He got up quickly, grabbing her hand and pulling her back into the safety of his room. “Oh they’ve bugged bugged your room. They didn’t do listening devices in the other rooms– are you hiding something from me, Magnolia?” Python tried to keep his voice teasing, but he could see that the accusation– even a joking one– hurt her. “No, wait, Mags–”
“It’s fine, Python,” they said, not fully looking at him. “I know you didn’t mean it like that I just… That’s why they’re doing this, isn’t it? They don’t trust me and I don’t know what I did wrong!” The pain was evident in their voice. “I just… I thought we were becoming friends, ya know? And now I find out they’ve double bugged my room!”
Python caught Magnolia’s arm, stopping their resumed pacing and pulling them into a kiss. “We’ll figure out what’s going on, Mags. I promise. Until then… Do you wanna have a bit of fun with this?”
Which led him to now, standing over Magnolia who was laid out on the bed before him like a gift. She looked shy, hesitant, disbelieving, even as he whispered praises into her skin. “No one has told you that you’re beautiful, have they?”
“Fat femme presenting enby, Python,” they said flatly; he could tell they were fighting the desire to hold their arms around themself. “Not really people’s idea of beautiful.”
“You’re my idea of beautiful,” Python said honestly, kissing her stomach and working his way upwards before kissing her on the lips. He let a hand slip between her legs, feeling the wetness of her cunt before toying with her clit and leaving her gasping into the kiss. “Look at how beautifully you react to my touch. How pretty your eyes are when they’re blown out in pleasure. How could you not be everyone’s idea of beautiful?”
If Magnolia had a response, it was lost as he pushed two fingers into their cunt. He stretched them open slowly, sucking at their breasts and occasionally letting his thumb graze over their clit. They were so wet, so open and ready for him. When he had suggested fucking in front of the cameras to make sure Skinner knew they had been caught, Magnolia had seemed hesitant but now… Now they were whimpering so beautifully, writhing beneath Python as he teased them open. Either they had forgotten about the fact that they were being watched or– more likely– they were turned on by it. He removed his fingers from their cunt– their soft whine ringing in his mind as he leaned forward to whisper right in their ear. “You like having an audience, don’t you, Magnolia?”
She nodded her head, still coherent enough to remember that they were supposed to be pretending the cameras didn’t exist; Python would need to try harder then. He lined his cock up with her cunt, rubbing the head through the wetness waiting there for him. “Are you ready for me, sweetheart?”
“So ready,” she gasped out. “Come on, Python. Fuck me like you mean it.”
He let his hips snap forward, pushing him in and causing a high, whimpering moan to tear its way out of Magnolia’s mouth. They were tight and warm and slick and everything Python wanted right now; it may not have been their first time doing this, but it still felt special because it was them . They smiled up at Python, panting as he thrust into them, light and affection in their eyes in a way that made Python melt a little bit. “Is that all you got?” they teased, hand slipping between their legs to play with their clit.
“Are you sure you want more?” he teased right back, looking up at the camera after doing so and speaking right to it. “You wanna put on a good show for our audience, right?”
***
Skinner was not emotionally prepared for Python to look right at the camera and mention that they had an audience. Nor were they prepared for the breathy “Yes!” that Magnolia shouted out as Python started to fuck her even harder than he had been before.
They had been caught.
Despite this, they couldn’t stop touching themself, chasing that same high that Magnolia and Python seemed to be growing nearer and nearer to. The sounds of Python’s praises and Magnolia’s whimpers seemed to grow louder and louder and louder in their headphones, echoing through their skull as they got themself off.
“You gonna cum for me, Mags?”
The response, it seems, was a resounding ‘yes’ as Magnolia moaned loudly, ecstasy clear on their face. Skinner watched as Python’s hips continued to pound away until they, too, stilled. They watched as Python pulled out, a trail of wetness following. They watched as Python snapped a picture, feeling their phone buzz on their desk. They didn’t need to look to know what it was, but they opened it anyway.
Magnolia’s cunt was leaking cum, Python’s fingers holding it open to make it look like it was gaping. A second message came through shortly after.
Hope you enjoyed ;) Gonna take the cameras and listening device out of Mags’ room after this.
Skinner put their phone down and shut their laptop, tossing their headphones to the side. They were riled up and needing release, walking past Magnolia’s room loudly while shouting into the kitchen. “Hey, Robby Bobby? You wanna help me with something?”
Hearing the laughter leaking through Magnolia’s doorway told them they they knew exactly what Skinner was going to do. Good. Maybe they’d send Python a picture of their own once they were done with Robert.