[Usually, Leon would be a lot more wiling to let up. Usually he'd be willing to allow for that shift in power, just as they'd had the night before--but he doesn't this time, because this time, his goal is clear and obvious.
He needs to make sure that Stahn has no time to think of anything else.
He has to make sure that Stahn's mind is filled with nothing but pleasure--that he can think about nothing but the feeling of Leon's hands on him, the way that Leon tastes, and the words Leon said before, because Leon firmly intends to never have to have Stahn question whether or not he's good enough ever again.
He's still fiercely unhappy that that even crossed Stahn's mind--but for now, he focuses on channeling that energy into something productive, continuing to press into those kisses and slam into new ones, insistent and certain. Stahn's fingers on his back feel good, but it's not enough to sway Leon from his single-minded focus. And Stahn moaning his name is enough to send a shiver down his spine, but it's all the more reason to be successful in this.
On the other hand, when he's in control like this, he has more of a chance to explore Stahn's body as well. The night before he'd been too overwhelmed by everything that had been happening, but now he's far more in control of both the situation and himself, and so it's rather calculated as his free hand slides down Stahn's cheek and to his jaw and neck and chest, slowly sliding down his body, exploring the skin that's all there and waiting to be touched.
Honestly? Leon's finding that he rather likes this, if in a very different way from how he'd enjoyed the night before.]
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He needs to make sure that Stahn has no time to think of anything else.
He has to make sure that Stahn's mind is filled with nothing but pleasure--that he can think about nothing but the feeling of Leon's hands on him, the way that Leon tastes, and the words Leon said before, because Leon firmly intends to never have to have Stahn question whether or not he's good enough ever again.
He's still fiercely unhappy that that even crossed Stahn's mind--but for now, he focuses on channeling that energy into something productive, continuing to press into those kisses and slam into new ones, insistent and certain. Stahn's fingers on his back feel good, but it's not enough to sway Leon from his single-minded focus. And Stahn moaning his name is enough to send a shiver down his spine, but it's all the more reason to be successful in this.
On the other hand, when he's in control like this, he has more of a chance to explore Stahn's body as well. The night before he'd been too overwhelmed by everything that had been happening, but now he's far more in control of both the situation and himself, and so it's rather calculated as his free hand slides down Stahn's cheek and to his jaw and neck and chest, slowly sliding down his body, exploring the skin that's all there and waiting to be touched.
Honestly? Leon's finding that he rather likes this, if in a very different way from how he'd enjoyed the night before.]