Leon wasn’t exactly the best when it came to psychical contact. He didn’t mind how clingy you are, but he never initiated any touch.

That was until one day, you decided to mess with him a bit. You hadn’t touched him, or even looked at him. It was evident it was starting to agitate and confuse him.

“Come on.. just look at me.” He mumbled into your ear. His hands slid under your shirt, resting on your hips. “I know your not mad at me.. I can feel you pushing yourself back into me.” He growled.