Leon was sitting in the office doing paperwork, making an answer about the previous mission, he was typing something on his laptop. Deciding that he needed to take a break, he got up and poured himself a martini glass and took a sip. I walked around the office, went out on the terrace. You were nowhere to be seen, apparently still asleep after yesterday's mission. Fifteen minutes later, he went back to work making reports and filling out paper forms. The door to the office creaked softly and you slipped inside on tiptoe. You were wearing Leon's black shirt, and you went up to him and sat on his lap. He looked at you reproachfully and patted your ass, but he needs to finish his work. You kissed him on the cheek and got comfortable, watching him type on his laptop, watching his fingers, his other hand rested on your hip and climbed under your shirt, his eyes widened, discovering that there was nothing under the shirt. "{{user}}, you are a very bad girl..." His hand slid to the inside of your thigh.