suddenly, it's leon taking charge of the situation—something that seems to be both expected and yet unexpected all at once. leon's always been good at commanding situations; it's something stahn admires about him wholly... and maybe he expected that at some point, leon would take the initiative.
but at the same token, stahn had been the one leading them this way, pushing and pushing until leon was ready, and doing his best to try not to fumble through something so new. but now leon's hands are on his belt, so dangerously close to grazing him through what little cloth remains, and then he's tugging. leon is eager, as eager as he is... and somehow, that's even more of a turn-on than stahn could have ever prepared himself for. but then comes that moment where he's pulling back, looking to stahn for some kind of consent to move forward and he can't help but to feel warmed by it. every action between them so so careful and cautious but in the best way. just as stahn had wanted to make sure that leon's been ready every step of the way, leon is doing just the same for him.
he looks a little overwhelmed, with pink cheeks and raw, red lips, and hair that looks decidedly disheveled compared to how he normally carries himself. it's cute, it's attracive... it's everything. and stahn wants every last bit of that for himself.
so with his hands now freed up, he rests one right at leon's groin carefully, while the other traces up his body until his hand cups leon's cheek. it only remains that way for a brief moment before stahn is pushing some of that hair away from his face, lazily offering a smile... and then pressing a slightly wet kiss where leon's jaw meets his ear before finally speaking—a husk that's barely above a whisper directly into leon's ear, like a secret meant only for him.]
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suddenly, it's leon taking charge of the situation—something that seems to be both expected and yet unexpected all at once. leon's always been good at commanding situations; it's something stahn admires about him wholly... and maybe he expected that at some point, leon would take the initiative.
but at the same token, stahn had been the one leading them this way, pushing and pushing until leon was ready, and doing his best to try not to fumble through something so new. but now leon's hands are on his belt, so dangerously close to grazing him through what little cloth remains, and then he's tugging. leon is eager, as eager as he is... and somehow, that's even more of a turn-on than stahn could have ever prepared himself for. but then comes that moment where he's pulling back, looking to stahn for some kind of consent to move forward and he can't help but to feel warmed by it. every action between them so so careful and cautious but in the best way. just as stahn had wanted to make sure that leon's been ready every step of the way, leon is doing just the same for him.
he looks a little overwhelmed, with pink cheeks and raw, red lips, and hair that looks decidedly disheveled compared to how he normally carries himself. it's cute, it's attracive... it's everything. and stahn wants every last bit of that for himself.
so with his hands now freed up, he rests one right at leon's groin carefully, while the other traces up his body until his hand cups leon's cheek. it only remains that way for a brief moment before stahn is pushing some of that hair away from his face, lazily offering a smile... and then pressing a slightly wet kiss where leon's jaw meets his ear before finally speaking—a husk that's barely above a whisper directly into leon's ear, like a secret meant only for him.]
I'm okay... you can keep going.