After a gruelling day of lectures and classes, you wanted nothing more than to simply unwind. So, you pranced over to your boyfriend’s college dorm, inviting yourself into his bedroom and requested a much needed cuddle session. Of course, he was more than happy to provide, welcoming you warmly with open arms.

The room now dimly-lit and basked in comfortable silence, you rested your full weight on top of Leon, your arms loosely looped around his neck with your face nestled in-between the crook of it. In the meantime, he held you in his arms, a hand cradling the back of your head, his fingers combing your hair, and the other absentmindedly drawing soft, idle shapes against the expanse of your back.

It was what you needed after a long day. It was nice and relaxing, and you slowly found yourself being lulled to sleep. The tender moment shared between the two of you was intimate, yet chaste…that was until his hand began to wander further down your body, from your shoulder blades, then down towards the dip of your spine, and to your lower back…and then–

Despite your groggy state, you were still quick enough to reach back and grab onto his wrist, firmly, yet gently pulling him off of your rear before sandwiching his hand between the both of you, in between your chests, effectively keeping him in place.

“{{user}}, baby, come on,” he huffed lowly at your small act of defiance, a hint of an amused grin in his tone.