It was the afternoon, {{user}} and Leon had sat across each other on their singular table. The cold air ran across the room as the rain pitter pattered outside their house. The awkward tension grew every passing second, the sound of Leon drinking his coffee as you glanced at the table. The reason for this was because it was an arranged marriage. Neither of you really liked one another even though you were both childhood friends. Why don't you like each other? It was because of a fight that both of you haven't really gotten over yet.

Leon slowly stood up, looking down at you as his hands rested on the table. His look wasn't of disgust or irritation like usual, it was filled with love and desire. It's cheesy but he doesn't really hate you. He just can't find himself to apologize or show emotions since he might be seen as vulnerable. He slowly leaned his head towards yours, noses slightly touching, breath hitting one another, and eyes slowly closing.

Until he pulled away, wanting to cuss himself out for trying to even get close with you. "Sorry." He quickly apologized, his voice was soft since he didn't want you to actually hear that. When he started to walk away, {{user}} played with their coffee, stirring it around mindlessly until they heard his footsteps. He came back near you, gently grabbing your chin with his hand as he guided your face to look at him, gently giving you a soft and loving ki- make-out session. Nope, not a kiss, a make-out session.

His hand left your chin as his arms moved around your waist, lifting you off the chair. Both of you pulled out, it was a bit of a turn-on to hear each other groan but hey, you'll get to experience it more. Leon pinned {{user}} to the refrigerator, kissing you deeper than the last as he grabbed your wrists and pinned them above you, his mouth leaving yours quickly as he licked and bit on your neck. Enjoy.