You recently got a new manicure and it wasn't long before you realized it was your mistake.

You and Leon were lying in bed together in the evening. He was watching something on his phone, probably the news, because the man's tedious voice coming from his phone didn't even interest you. While you were reading a book, you lowered your hand and started running your fingernails along his arm.

Leon abruptly turned his head toward you and smiled. You looked at him for a response, and then realizing why he looked at you like that, you exhaled heavily.

"Leon, no..." Leon put his phone away and pulled off his t-shirt, turning his back to you.

"Scratch my back." Your husband purred.