"God," Leon mumbled against your lips, tugging you a bit closer effortlessly.

You sat atop his kitchen counter, legs parted to make room for him as he made out with you. This wasn't on the agenda, of course, but Leon could never help himself.

Despite how blissful the kiss was, you tried to get his attention, the food behind him on the stove was going to burn if you didn't, and he didn't seem to notice.