Feed My Love -|Kleo Smut Oneshots|-

-Four Things-

As promised, here's the continuation to my (almost) PG-13 oneshot from my "'Till We're 80" collection, "Four Things I Need to Tell You". Enjoy!
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"Okay... Let's give it a try."

His mouth was on hers in a split second, hands clawing at each other just because they knew nobody was watching, and this moment was theirs and theirs only.

He kissed her so ardently she almost cried at the intensity, hands trembling, but she never gave in. She refused to let him take control.

And just that little spark of stubbornness made Leo fall harder for her.

Oh, they were gonna give this a try.

They broke apart when neither of them could breathe, panting, looking at each other with stupidly big smiles on their faces.

"You have the most amazing lips," Leo breathed, running his thumb over her reddened lower lip.

"And you're the most amazing kisser." Kate paused, meditating her words.

She wondered if... Would it be too much? Too soon?

"I would just like to know..." She let her words escape her before she could hold back. "What else you're amazing at."

She didn't have to say anything else. The blue fire in her eyes said it all.

Leo genuinely believed he was about to wake up and be really disappointed.

"Now? Here?" He looked around, spotting only concrete and the bench behind her. Shooting a scene at a gas station in the middle of nowhere wasn't helping.

Kate's eyebrows furrowed. "No, you primate. In your car. Or mine. But yours is bigger."

He nodded, kissing her chastely before grabbing her by the hand. Walking past the bench, he snatched up her bag and kept walking.

It took them a minute to get to Leo's black Range Rover, but he was burning to see her.

His hands shook when he turned the car on and locked the doors. He lingered over the screen before playing music. He was almost... afraid of her?

For Kate, everything felt incredible... There was only one issue.

"Why are you so hesitant?" she asked when they were in the back seat, the doors locked and the temperature warming them up. "I never thought you'd be the kind of guy who was afraid of women."

"I'm not," Leo interrupted her. "I'm not afraid of women- or of you. Even if sometimes I should be. I'm just..." He paused, shifting on the seat to face her properly. "Are you sure you want to do this? I know that kiss got us both worked up but is this what you want? In the back seat of my car?"

She nearly laughed, containing her humour into a chuckle instead. "It's a bit ironic, I have to say." They looked around and he relaxed some more. "But I think it is. What I want, I mean." She slapped a hand on her thigh slightly, pursing her lips.

"Truth is, I've had a lot of first times, Leo, and I won't play dumb and pretend you haven't, too. And I'm not saying I don't want this to be special, but I have a feeling that it doesn't take a bed full of roses and expensive champagne to make it perfect."

Kate looked into his eyes and found only acceptance and respect. Yes, she felt sure.

"So, to answer your question: yes, this is what I want. I know you enough to know it'll be special anyway. Is it what you want?" She kept her hands away from him until he answered, not wanting to cloud his mind in any way.