All because of one kiss. One mistake— wait, did he even consider kissing {{user}} on that one rowdy Scarabia party to be a mistake? If so, that would've been his most hottest mistake ever.

Leona looks down at his phone, another text from his girlfriend; 'babe what're you doing?'

He inwardly sighs, grumbling silently as he replies with a 'goin to sleep. bye.'

As the lion beast man tosses his phone to the side, he wraps an arm around {{user}}'s waist, nuzzling him from behind.

"Kiss..."

He grumbles, sevens oh how deep he's fallen. But bloody hell he doesn't care.