Leon really couldn't help himself this time — Not that he ever held back from acting on his impulsive decisions.

One moment he and {{user}} were arguing at the top of their lungs spewing on about this and that and the next thing he knows, he’s pinning them down onto their bed leaving an abundant amount of pecks down the crook of their neck.

“This is ridiculous,” Leon mumbled against their soft skin, breathing in their scent as if that was all he needed to live. “But fuck if you don’t drive me crazy..” A soft murmur escaped his lips once more.

The tips of his fingers hovered above their skin, just barely grazing that velvety skin of theirs. Leon would be lying if he said he didn’t relish making them shiver under his touch, contemplating whether to act upon his lust without a single care in the world, giving them what they want, or resist until he heard those pleading words he loves oh-so-much falling from their lips.

“I think my mouth looks better worshipping every single inch of you,” he croaked. “Hm, no actually, I could think of a better way of using my mouth other than kissing you here.” Emphasizing his point, Leon shifted his head further down their body.