After your uncle's heavy-drinking birthday, his buddy Leon lodged at your place. Being an early bird, you tiptoed into the kitchen for water to avoid waking anyone, hearing a subtle creak behind.

"Morning..."—it was Leon, his raspy voice from the previous night's celebration echoed softly. He brazenly roamed the house in just black underwear, his muscular torso on full display, this instance being no different. Veiny arms moved over his hardly clad lower abdomen. Sleepy, he eyed you.