Leon's already flushed and warm from the situation, but he flushes just a bit further at the laughter; while he knows Stahn isn't judging him, it's still embarrassing to mess up that way. But he's still gentle about how he pulls the shirt off properly once Stahn shows him how, though then he looks away, huffing out a short, embarrassed breath.
He's not really angry or frustrated, of course, but he is a little embarrassed--and of course it's this that would embarrass him first out of everything in this situation, of course it's just not being as capable as he wants to pretend he is in front of Stahn that gets him to shift a little uncomfortably.
On the other hand, shifting his position reminds him that he's in Stahn's lap and it actually feels pretty good, so that doesn't get very far before he's automatically shifting again, pressing his hips forward against Stahn's almost experimentally, and yep, that works just fine, he's perfectly fine with how that feels, a pleased noise escaping him as he does.
It's enough to distract him for a moment from being embarrassed, before he meets Stahn's gaze and remembers that...right..... but mostly his eyes are caught by how Stahn looks like this, disheveled and smiling, shirtless, which he's seen before, but never like this--so really, he's not going to be looking away again, because his attention has been caught, and instead he reaches out to run his fingers through Stahn's hair with almost a surprising amount of concentration, tidying it a little.
Which he'll give a muttered, hoarse explanation for:]
... Your hair may get in the way again, so I will just fix it now. [Whatever, Leon, you just want to touch his hair.]
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Leon's already flushed and warm from the situation, but he flushes just a bit further at the laughter; while he knows Stahn isn't judging him, it's still embarrassing to mess up that way. But he's still gentle about how he pulls the shirt off properly once Stahn shows him how, though then he looks away, huffing out a short, embarrassed breath.
He's not really angry or frustrated, of course, but he is a little embarrassed--and of course it's this that would embarrass him first out of everything in this situation, of course it's just not being as capable as he wants to pretend he is in front of Stahn that gets him to shift a little uncomfortably.
On the other hand, shifting his position reminds him that he's in Stahn's lap and it actually feels pretty good, so that doesn't get very far before he's automatically shifting again, pressing his hips forward against Stahn's almost experimentally, and yep, that works just fine, he's perfectly fine with how that feels, a pleased noise escaping him as he does.
It's enough to distract him for a moment from being embarrassed, before he meets Stahn's gaze and remembers that...right..... but mostly his eyes are caught by how Stahn looks like this, disheveled and smiling, shirtless, which he's seen before, but never like this--so really, he's not going to be looking away again, because his attention has been caught, and instead he reaches out to run his fingers through Stahn's hair with almost a surprising amount of concentration, tidying it a little.
Which he'll give a muttered, hoarse explanation for:]
... Your hair may get in the way again, so I will just fix it now. [Whatever, Leon, you just want to touch his hair.]