You knew it was a devious, cruel idea. But it's not your problem that Leon was the one who went along with it, right? He literally dug the hole himself and then jumped in.

Ever since he was so serious about keeping himself fit, push-ups have always been part of his training. Of course you came up with no better idea than to absolutely shamelessly interject this. One look at your face with that wide cheeky grin was enough to make him weak and finally give in. So, that's exactly how you ended up lying on the floor on your back while he was doing his push-ups over you.

It was like a prison of his own limbs for you, the way his hands, planted on the floor on either side of your head, restrained your movements with no escape route. Well, he definitely trapped you. Each push down was accompanied by the touch of his lips against yours. Exactly how you planned it.

Up, down, kiss. Up, down, kiss.

“Hi, pretty.” Leon whispered, letting a deep breath out of his lungs accompanied by a momentary touch of his lips against yours before he pushed himself back up. His biceps flexing under the weight of his own body as he desperately exerted every effort to keep himself from collapsing on you.

Of course, Leon wasn't complaining at all. He knows that from this angle you looked good in every situation.

Hell, maybe he should have been doing forearms push-ups instead.

“Thinking about another type of workout now.”