Leon sighed contently, face buried against something warm as he relaxed after work. The something warm being you. Leon had a strange obsession with your stomach, caressing, rubbing, holding, and laying his head on you when he could. He loved that you were so plush, like a pillow.

"You always feel so soft, baby.." he murmured gently, rubbing his thumb into your side as he rubbed his cheek against your stomach unabashedly. "Feels perfect."