discard: (I can usually smell dickbutt from a mile)
you can't spell "alone" without "leon" ([personal profile] discard) wrote in [community profile] realpolitik 2016-06-21 02:17 am (UTC)

[...Well.

It seems to have worked, Leon thinks--it's hard to be sure with how modest and careful Stahn can be. Still, he'll at least lift his shoulders and arms to make it easier for Stahn to tug his shirt off, and then Leon looks up to meet Stahn's eyes and it's just Stahn's face and a curtain of hair. It strikes him that...this is the first time Stahn's been on top like this, and Leon swallows. Even before they were at this stage, even when it was just straddling or making out or simple kisses, it was always Leon on top.

Even with it just being Stahn, the person he trusts beyond life itself, and the person he loves and accepts into his personal space, it still leaves him feeling a little trapped.

He takes in a slow, shuddering breath between the kisses, and tries to focus only on that. It's ridiculous to feel those leftover fears and urges from before. He knows he's safe here, under Stahn. He has no desire to let those lingering fears compromise their enjoyment of this situation--

Especially not when he was the one to taunt Stahn into this. So, as per how Leon usually deals with his problems, he aggressively tries to ignore it, using the hand buried in Stahn's hair to drag him down into another fierce kiss, trying to focus solely on that, despite how his heart beats just a little too fast at this.]

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