Okay, so maybe he’d been wrong, maybe he’d read the whole situation wrong, because suddenly, Leon feels overpowering in a way Kibum hadn’t felt since last time he’d let someone use him for pleasure. And this, this is so much sweeter, so much more painful because it’s so slow, and he just wants. And then Leon is sinking to his knees in front of him, and Kibum can’t find the will to hold back the second breathless whimper in the past minute, his teeth clenching before they part to suck in a soft gasp. “Leon…. please…” Letting his eyes flutter shut, he lets out a shaky, uneven breath, one that shakes his form and sends a shiver up his spine the moment Leon’s breath fans over a rather intimate section of his body — a sensitive point on his skin that makes his thighs tremble and his knees wobble a little, unable to quell the want that builds up within his lower stomach.
He always goes about things in the same way, pushing limits for the majority of the time. But it differs of course, depending on who he’s with. Kibum is an unwritten chapter for him, someone he still hasn’t explored and it leaves his fingertips tingling for more of his delicious warmth. But even though he’s impatient, he still takes things slow, because there’s nothing he finds more appealing that someone that aches for more; pleas and quivering thighs. That is pure pleasure in Leon’s opinion. So when the other male whimpers again, when his breath grows shaky as the crusnik dusts several breaths over his skin, he can’t really help the way his smirk widens. " Please what?“ He then hums as he peers up at the other for a moment, before pressing an open mouthed kiss to the same area he had nuzzled only seconds earlier.