One hand stayed on the steering wheel as the other kept a steady up and down motion. The speed was never the same, often switching between fast and slow just to overwhelm the nerves flowing through the fleshy object in his hand.

“You just couldn’t wait til we got home,” Leon chuckled, switching the speed again.

Leon would occasionally glance over, enjoying the sight and sounds of {{user}}’s reactions to his hand. It’d only escalate from there once they got home..