𝙎𝙒𝙀𝙀𝙏 𝙏𝙊𝙊𝙏𝙃; ʳᵒᵗᵗᵐⁿᵗ ♡

𝘓𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘰 𝘪𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘦 + 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘤𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘯𝘴 ; ♡

Guilty as Sin. tw; slightly suggestive, but nothing explicit! cross posting, originally for my wife on tumblr <3

𝗟𝗘𝗢𝗡𝗔𝗥𝗗𝗢 𝗛𝗔𝗠𝗔𝗧𝗢. . .

"you're very pretty, you know that?" you said, sitting beside leo on the roof of a city building hidden from the public's eye, a finished little caesars pizza box tossed over to the side near you. orange neon lights reflecting and refracting, beckoning in spite of being half dead.

the last of the evening rays were completely diminished, covering the sky with ebony hues, the wind mumbling incoherent whispers into your ear.

"yeah? you think so, sweetheart?" he murmured, his fingers deliberately skimming over the back of your hand, his thumb sliding underneath, touching your palm.

his eyes didn't dare waver from yours, he held your gaze close and slowly lifted up your limp hand between the space of your faces.

the anticipation was so searingly excruciating, you swallowed back the shaking breaths that felt heavy on your lungs, and leo noticed.

while still holding your hand in his, and what felt like your entire being with his gaze, he lightly pressed his lips to your knuckles, watching your reaction intently. soon closing his eyes, increasing the pressure of his kisses, he moved his lips over your skin, forever leaving the burning memory of his touch in his wake.

"you're very pretty, too, hermosa." his words rolled off his tongue, slurred slightly like he was drunk off wine and the feverishly heat of the moment. no doubt reading your thoughts, you could feel the bastardly smug smirk against your skin.

he trailed his lips up to your wrist, his other hand settling on your waist like he was on a mission to praise every crevice of beauty you held. and soon he made it up to your collarbone, neck and jaw.

"can i?" leo breathed out, mere inches away from your lips. of course, he didn't even have to ask, he knew your answer. in response your hands brushed past over his plastron, settling on his shoulders. he didn't waste a single moment at that, his lips capturing yours in a swift movement.

his kisses were teasing, frustratingly so, and he nipped your bottom lip in a playful manner which won him a whine from you. he chuckled softly into the kiss, pulling away to admire you. he gazed upon you, lovingly, oh so lovingly, and he could not help but smile like a fool in love.

he really was nothing short of one. feelings he hasn't fully articulated yet tugging his soul every moment he's with you. sweetly delirious in the presence of you, you tasted like a drug, felt like the sweetest sin yet brought him to heaven. oh, love, what are you doing to him?

"i love you, pretty girl." he whispered tenderly to you before his fingers entwined into your hair, the heat of his palm against the back of your neck as he pulled you into another kiss.

── leo can be not all that surprisingly romantic. he runs his fingers through your hair and presses your hands together, your hands are smaller than his, warmer, softer... he whispers a lot to make sure you're okay even if you're just kissing. cracks a few jokes every once in a while to keep it comfortable.

── lowkey loves making out w/ you to chase atlantic, the weeknd and make up sex by somo with the led lights on in his room

── absolutely loves whenever you tug on his bandana, never fails to draw out a deep churr from him. he'll hold onto you, hands sliding down your backside pulling you against his plastron tightly. reciprocating every bit of glittering passion you give to him.

── he tells you how divine you are to him, how much he loves you in every possible way, how you practically live in his mind. while doing this, he's caressing you all over, drinking in your flustered expression. tracing the marks on your body with his thumb. he takes every chance to show you how much you mean to him.

── leo is unfair at times, heavy with his teasing. the opportunity is too tempting not to take, and the ego boost he gets from flustering you is almost obscene. "hm, what's that, pretty girl? i can't hear you."

── if you ever want to get him back though, leo's most sensitive spot is an old wound along his side! it has long healed, but if you ever brush your fingertips past that specific spot, he'll shudder, breath in shakingly, his fingers curling into your sides on instinct. a very satisfying reaction to watch.

── he's extra weak for soft, gentle strokes and loving caresses. he'll look at you with hearts in his eyes while you run your thumb over his jaw when praising him. he'll melt if you cradle his face while kissing him. and he's a sucker for neck kisses (receiving and giving), tilting his head back when your lips trace over that one sensitive spot he has on the right side of his neck.

── leo loves to nuzzle into your hair, breathing in the scent of your shampoo. burying his beak into the crook of your neck, leaving love bites if you'll allow him to. it gives him a deep sense of satisfaction knowing that he was the one to leave those marks on you, looking back on them later on.

── he loves kissing, in general but he also loves to kiss you like gomez addams. leaning you back, passionately, holding on to you like if he let go he'd never get to hold you again. calls you lots of sweet pet names too. like sweetheart, beautiful, gorgeous, lovely, hermosa, pretty girl, cara mia, querida, mi vida, and mi amor.