stahn has always known leon to be the sort that pursues a challenge and doesn't back down from one, either. it wasn't really his intent to challenge leon, but still... he took it that way.
stahn isn't complaining, though. seeing leon look so determined makes his mouth go dry, because he's a step beyond attractive when he's like this—it's downright sexy, and that's not a term that really ever sat in stahn's vernacular before this very moment.
it's the look on his face, and it's the way he's kissing with purpose; stahn reciprocates almost automatically, but whereas the night before, when they'd fumbled together to try and find some middle ground, right now... stahn is letting leon lead completely. he wants it, he wants to see what leon will do now that the ball is in his court.
—and naturally, with how quickly leon seems to go right for tugging away at his pants, it's a good place. probably? stahn knows that his excitement is mounting, and when he feels leon's fingers treading that territory, his back arches a bit almost out of instinct. the smallest groan escapes his throat.
this...
this is leon trying to prove it.
this is leon trying to show that he really believes that stahn is worth it, and more worthwhile than the people of his own status. it's strange and endearing, exciting and invigorating and as much as stahn wants to start tugging at leon's clothes just to share the excitement, he waits, only returning those kisses and shifting so both his hands are threaded through leon's hair.]
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stahn has always known leon to be the sort that pursues a challenge and doesn't back down from one, either. it wasn't really his intent to challenge leon, but still... he took it that way.
stahn isn't complaining, though. seeing leon look so determined makes his mouth go dry, because he's a step beyond attractive when he's like this—it's downright sexy, and that's not a term that really ever sat in stahn's vernacular before this very moment.
it's the look on his face, and it's the way he's kissing with purpose; stahn reciprocates almost automatically, but whereas the night before, when they'd fumbled together to try and find some middle ground, right now... stahn is letting leon lead completely. he wants it, he wants to see what leon will do now that the ball is in his court.
—and naturally, with how quickly leon seems to go right for tugging away at his pants, it's a good place. probably? stahn knows that his excitement is mounting, and when he feels leon's fingers treading that territory, his back arches a bit almost out of instinct. the smallest groan escapes his throat.
this...
this is leon trying to prove it.
this is leon trying to show that he really believes that stahn is worth it, and more worthwhile than the people of his own status. it's strange and endearing, exciting and invigorating and as much as stahn wants to start tugging at leon's clothes just to share the excitement, he waits, only returning those kisses and shifting so both his hands are threaded through leon's hair.]