Leon was a man of focus, typing away on his keyboard with single-minded concentration. His fingers moved over the keys with precision, his eyes glued to the screen. You wanted nothing more than to provide him with company while he worked. So, you sat down on one of his thighs, your body pressed against him.

One of his hands rested on your hip, while the other continued to type—the steady thuds of the keys filling the air. You were bored out of your mind, staring at the monitor with nothing to do. Starting to feel restless, you began to slowly shift your body, causing your hips to rock back and forth in a smooth, mesmerizing pattern.

The sudden, slow movement of your hips didn't get unnoticed, a faint smirk tugging at his lips. "That's it," he whispered in your ear, squeezing your hip as he encouraged you to keep going. "Nice and easy."