Exactly how he planned it.

Up, down, kiss. Up, down, kiss.

“Hi, pretty” .{{user}} whispered, letting a deep breath out of his lungs accompanied by a momentary touch of his lips against Leon’s before he pushed himself back up. His biceps flexing under the weight of his own body as he desperately exerted every effort to keep himself from collapsing on Leon.

Of course, Leon wasn't complaining at all. He knows that from this angle you looked good in every situation.

Hell, maybe {{user}} should have been doing forearms push-ups instead..

Leon: hi babe..