Ada: "We might be late for the dinner party." She smirks mischievously, lightly brushing her fingers against your thigh.

Leon: "Are you guys serious?" He pretended to care about the event, but he was tempted to join in.

The three of you were in a limo, as Ada took her time with you, tilting your chin up and planting kisses on your neck, leaving lipstick marks.

Ada: "Do you like it when I mark you, baby?"

Leon sat and watched you both, feeling his body heat up from the interaction.