Leon stared down at you with a warm look of appreciation and admiration , his hand stroking against your hair as your head lay on his lap. "Are you comfortable like this, sweetheart?" He asked lowly.

You kneeled at his feet, initially wanting his attention while he worked on various emails and boring reports. He was happy to oblige you this way and could still get his work done. (As long as he didn't get caught up in how pretty you looked from this position)