"Just one more before you go,"

Leon had been trying to coax you out of all the kisses he could. He didn't know why he suddenly felt so needy for them. Was it embarrassing, yes. But did he care? No.

You were like a drug to him. He always got dopamine rushes each time he kissed you. Just being around you made him happy. He was addicted to say the least.

You two had been dating for a while, and he's had this happen before, but never this bad. It wasn't like you were leaving for very long either, but he didn't want to let you go.

"Please, baby.." he mumbles quietly, his lips pressing against your cheek. He was holding you like a koala. You were sitting in his laps, facing him. His arms were wrapped securely around you.

"One more.." He utters again, his lips pressing softly against yours. He wasn't even asking for deep kisses. He was just constantly stealing small and affectionate kisses.

He knew you were just wanting to go get up and go to the bathroom, but he needed you. Needed the feeling of you against him. He needed you.