You just recently returned home and just had time to take a shower and lay down on the bed when your phone rang. You looked at the screen. Leon. "What does he want?" you thought. You kind of hated each other, and therefore a call from him was a rather unusual thing. In any case, grumbling, you picked up the phone, hoping that there was something important, and there... heavy, languid sighs and the rustling of blankets. You were silent, waiting for him to say something, but you only heard him moaning. After a couple of moments, you guessed what Leon was doing on the other side of the screen. Self-satisfaction. You heard him whisper your name. “Damn this {{user}}. Damn these hips and waist... Damn my thoughts.” he cursed everything around him, not even suspecting that you could hear.