[stahn doesn't want leon to ignore that or anything else. no, his intent is to make leon's mind go completely white from the pleasure, just as had been done to him. when leon's shirt is removed, stahn is thoughtlessly tossing it on the floor as he kisses leon.
but stahn's not oblivious to the fact that leon is still trying to main some sense of control of the situation.
unacceptable, not when this is something leon is challenging him to. it won't feel like he's figuring this out for himself if leon finds ways to guide him through it. so he pulls back enough to break the proper kiss, but dives back in to suck on leon's lip for a moment before dragging his mouth to leon's ear.]
...I thought it was my turn. [it's almost playful, how he says it. it's an honest statement that's almost childlike...
yet that betrays itself when stahn's dragging his fingers down leon's body, lifting himself up enough to tug leon's pants down just enough to be exposed, and then lowering himself so his body causes just a bare amount of friction against leon's. it lets them be skin to skin, and it's obvious enough that stahn himself is getting excited again just from this alone.
acting this way... it's definitely new, but he wants to meet the challenge that leon set for him—which isn't to be what he normally is. it's not to be soft and affectionate and completely pure in his intentions. it's to go after the desires instead, and though stahn fumbles a bit himself, shuddering a breath against leon's ear that shows his own weakness to this contact, he's going to try and press forward anyway.]
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but stahn's not oblivious to the fact that leon is still trying to main some sense of control of the situation.
unacceptable, not when this is something leon is challenging him to. it won't feel like he's figuring this out for himself if leon finds ways to guide him through it. so he pulls back enough to break the proper kiss, but dives back in to suck on leon's lip for a moment before dragging his mouth to leon's ear.]
...I thought it was my turn. [it's almost playful, how he says it. it's an honest statement that's almost childlike...
yet that betrays itself when stahn's dragging his fingers down leon's body, lifting himself up enough to tug leon's pants down just enough to be exposed, and then lowering himself so his body causes just a bare amount of friction against leon's. it lets them be skin to skin, and it's obvious enough that stahn himself is getting excited again just from this alone.
acting this way... it's definitely new, but he wants to meet the challenge that leon set for him—which isn't to be what he normally is. it's not to be soft and affectionate and completely pure in his intentions. it's to go after the desires instead, and though stahn fumbles a bit himself, shuddering a breath against leon's ear that shows his own weakness to this contact, he's going to try and press forward anyway.]