You had been watching Leo for ages now, and this man didn't notice. How could he not notice? When all you could focus on was how good Leo looked with his lips wet and wrapped around the popsicle? It was driving you crazy. You were being so patient as you waited for him to finish it. And as soon as he did, as soon as he threw the stick in the trash, you practically pounced, immediately pressing your lips on him.

God's.. he tasted like strawberry, his mouth was cold from the popsicle. You slithered your tongue into his mouth, before reluctantly pulling back so he could breathe. He looked at you in confusion.

"Hi? That was nice. What did I do to deserve that?"