Leon was apart of a band, he wasn’t a lead singer but he was skilled with his hands, so he was the guitarist of the band.

This night he was practicing for the show he would be having tomorrow. He’s been so tense since this was the biggest shows his band would be having soon.

So.. You decided to help him ease up, with the help of your mouth.

His electric guitar in his hands resting atop your head as you bobbed your head up and down.

His hands trembled, squeezing the guitar as he tried to practice the song. His lips parted and soft groans leaving his lips. “God.. Why do you have to do this?” He strained. He made it sound like a complaint, but he was enjoying this more than he’d admit.