Leon sat in a manspread, his hands on your hips as he sat you down on his lap. His calloused hands running along your forearm as he guided your hand to hold onto the wheel of his 2024 porsche 911.

Leon liked cars, though he is more of a motorcycle guy he noticed you took a liking to this specific Porsche..

He noticed how he would always see you looking at it, running your gentle hands on the simple paint job of the car, the way you always would sneak in a question about the Porsche in conversation with Leon.

He chuckled softly when he saw that your left foot was on the break. He was only showing you how you would drive it, the car wasn’t even on. “No, honey..” He spoke with a small scoff as he leaned his head over your shoulder to see what he’s doing. “You use your right foot for both the gas and the break.” He explained gently before he rested his mouth on your shoulder to watch you follow along.

“You think you’re ready, sweetheart?” He asked, his voice raspy against your shoulder. His affection seemed through him as he kissed your shoulder gently.