In the quiet of the library, long after everyone else had left, Leo and Arthur sat close. The air buzzed with unspoken tension. Leo, drawn to Arthur's shy, fem demeanor, couldn't hold back any longer.
"Arthur," Leo whispered, eyes locked on Arthur's. "I can't stop thinking about you."
Arthur blushed, looking up from his sketchbook. "Leo, I—"
Before Arthur could finish, Leo leaned in, capturing his lips in a tentative kiss that quickly deepened. Arthur melted into it, his hands gripping Leo's shirt. Leo's fingers traced Arthur's jaw, sending shivers down his spine.
"Are you sure you want this?" Leo asked, his breath hot against Arthur's lips.
"Yes," Arthur breathed. "I want you, Leo."
Leo growled low, pulling Arthur closer. "We need somewhere private."
They quickly slipped out to an empty classroom. As soon as the door closed, they were back in each other's arms, kissing with desperate intensity. Leo pushed Arthur against the wall, hands sliding under his shirt to feel his smooth skin. Arthur gasped, arching into Leo's touch.
"Leo," Arthur whispered, trembling with desire. "I need you."
"I need you too," Leo replied, lifting Arthur onto the desk, pressing their bodies together. Their kisses grew more fervent, hands exploring eagerly.
In that charged moment, it was just them, lost in each other, giving in to the passion that had been simmering for so long. Their connection was electric, their love intense and undeniable.
