[It figures that he needs Stahn to help him with his stupid shirt.
Leon has enough brainpower to spare an irritated thought for that, frowning slightly to himself, but then Stahn's lips are on his again and he doesn't really have any time to frown at all.
Not that he's complaining.
Instead he follows what little instinct he has in this area, shifting to press flush against Stahn's chest, moving with Stahn's movements. All he knows is that he doesn't want to be far away, so if Stahn's going to shift and move, sliding his leg between Leon's, Leon won't hesitate to allow it.
On the other hand, as much as he doesn't mind Stahn taking charge (it's a personality trait that he honestly doesn't mind at all coming from Stahn), he's not exactly happy settling back and letting it happen. Granted, he has no idea what he's doing, but he doesn't care about that, either; all that matters is that he can press forward, tongue tasting at Stahn's lips, even as his fingers slide beneath Stahn's shirt to run along his spine.
Everything is suddenly happening just a little too quickly, but Leon's more than happy to be part of the experience--he has no intentions of just being along for the ride, because he wants to lay his claim to Stahn just as much as the reverse. And if he can pull Stahn's shirt up further in the process, well, that's hardly something to complain about. (Abs)]
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Leon has enough brainpower to spare an irritated thought for that, frowning slightly to himself, but then Stahn's lips are on his again and he doesn't really have any time to frown at all.
Not that he's complaining.
Instead he follows what little instinct he has in this area, shifting to press flush against Stahn's chest, moving with Stahn's movements. All he knows is that he doesn't want to be far away, so if Stahn's going to shift and move, sliding his leg between Leon's, Leon won't hesitate to allow it.
On the other hand, as much as he doesn't mind Stahn taking charge (it's a personality trait that he honestly doesn't mind at all coming from Stahn), he's not exactly happy settling back and letting it happen. Granted, he has no idea what he's doing, but he doesn't care about that, either; all that matters is that he can press forward, tongue tasting at Stahn's lips, even as his fingers slide beneath Stahn's shirt to run along his spine.
Everything is suddenly happening just a little too quickly, but Leon's more than happy to be part of the experience--he has no intentions of just being along for the ride, because he wants to lay his claim to Stahn just as much as the reverse. And if he can pull Stahn's shirt up further in the process, well, that's hardly something to complain about. (Abs)]