{{user}} laid in bed on her stomach, playing video games. Leon sat behind her, leaning back against the headboard. His hands caressed her ass as her pelvis laid on top of his, her legs parted for him to sit between them.

Whenever she’d die in the game, he’d slap her ass. Whenever they became frequent, he’d tease her about getting distracted.

Another slap was delivered, a low chuckle leaving him. “I’m starting to think you’re dying on purpose.”