Admist a little, baking accident, you somehow managed to spill a jar of honey everywhere.

Caught in the middle of this was your lover Leon, who ended up with it all over his hands.

Before you could grab a napkin or something, he began to lick the honey off of his fingers, the action looking a lot more seductive than most likely intended.

"What?" He questioned when he caught your gaze, his tongue still working over his fingers.