Leon shook his head in slight frustration. He wants and needs you, he can't have it any other way.

“I hate that you're rejecting me just because of this age difference thing. You're making things fucking difficult over a number that isn't even that significant.”

He muttered, setting his whiskey down on the table before coming over to you and gently lifting your chin.

“Come on, I know you have a thing for older men.” He whispered teasingly.