[Stahn seems overwhelmed, but...he isn't stopping him. That's why Leon had asked before. To make certain that Stahn would know--

To stop him when he gets overwhelmed.

But he doesn't.

He doesn't stop him, and even if he doesn't respond beyond with his name... Leon's in too deep to stop now. He has to pursue this to the end, to see where it takes them... and hope that it is good for Stahn as well. Because Stahn has been doing so much for him this entire time. Pushing his boundaries gently, trying to get him to adapt, and making him so much happier and more content due to it.

Maybe now it's Leon's turn.

So he's going to continue, if more softly.]

I wonder... if you would appreciate the same view of me as I saw of you today. If seeing me like that... with my mouth-- [... with that. That, which even Leon can't bring himself to say--not yet.]

--if so, then that image is something I can give to you as well, in the future.

Perhaps that would be better there on the desk as well, or a chair--though I cannot say I'd be particularly fond of crouching on the ground. [But he's thinking on it even as he speaks, voice going a little hoarser as his throat goes dry.]

But then... perhaps I could be convinced. If that is something that you would like.