You look beautiful you know that?” Leon whispered, crowding the space behind you- guitar bumping into your hip clumsily, his lips hovering over your jaw

The crowd seemed to roar at the simple action, several women in the front row waving wildly at Leon, batting their eyelashes and tossing articles of their clothing onto the stage

Offering them a weak smile, he pressed a firm hand over your hip- swaying you from side to side. “Think you’ll be able to sing like this?”

He just had to tease you.