It’s an erotic high he’s never felt before, one that blurries his vision so much he swears he’s almost gone blind, and he’s shaking so violently that he thinks maybe he’s been shot and it hurts so much that he can’t feel it. But then he’s brought back to reality by the teasing tongue that swipes over his skin and teases at the sensitive buds on his chest. It makes him let out a whimper, back arching up enough to brush chest to chest, the slender curve of his hips shifting a little before settling. “F-Fuck… Leon, I’m…” Breathing out slowly, eyes close for a moment, and he whines slightly. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to—” And yet a part of him thinks that Leon doesn’t mind, so instead, he slides his thighs up, ignoring their tremble to hook them around the other’s hips, locking around his back side and pulling him down, pressing them flush together. “Kiss me again, please… I really like kissing you..” He murmurs, hands sliding up slowly, tracing up along the curve of the male’s shoulders before burying into his hair.
Leon’s fingertips dance so gently over skin, so featherlight and beautiful as they caress every little inch that he can reach, as Kibum shakes so violently beneath him that he has to hinder a chuckle. Because although sudden, although unexpected, it’s still as pretty as ever, and better than Leon had expected. The teasing glint in his eyes is still there, as his tongue trails along his upper lip and he plays with his piercing for a moment. “ Don’t apologize. ” He all but coos, as he drags a finger down along abdominal muscles, drawing small circles upon smooth pallor with a sharp nail. Only when limbs lock around his hips does he move his hand back up, palms pressing flat against the flooring on each side of Kibum’s head and he hovers above him in the same, heavy silence as previously, a brow quirked to insinuate his curiosity. Then words fall from pretty lips and Leon abides them without further delay, pressing his own plush pair to that of the younger male, letting it linger for a mere few seconds before he moves, simply to grind his hips down against the younger male’s own.