You were his sugar mommy, you spoiled him; All for simple acts of love and affection.

When you walked to the couch he was manspreading, his hand was rested on his thigh. He looked up at you and smiled. “C’here pumpkin.” He spoke as he gently set his glass down and pulled you on his lap.

“I’m guessing you wanna watch a horror movie?” He asked with a grin. As you sat on his lap so you were facing the tv with Leon, he had a hand resting on your thigh gently rubbing it with no intimate intent.