Twisted Wonderland Moments

❤️You make me Wanna try (Leona/Mara🦁🐆) (Book 6)

Takes place after book 5 in "The cheetah sleeps tonight." Also, I got this idea from a love quote I saw on Pinterest

The morning sun started rising in the Savannaclaw dorm. Leona grumbled at the sunlight, trespassing in his room and getting into his eyes. "Tch...stupid sunlight...hm?" He grumbled, reluctantly opening his eyes. He was greeted with Mara sleeping next to him.

The cheetah woman breathed softly with him, still in her PE clothes. Her hair was spread out on the pillow, cushioning beneath her face like a pillow. Leona chuckled anusingly at the spotted feline next to him as he propped his head up.

Leona didn't think he would find such a beautiful sight before him, especially first thing in the morning. His green eyes studied her face carefully to analyze her current state. She was so exhausted last night that she fell asleep in his arms.

Her face was relaxed, and her quiet breathing filled him with relief. After hearing about Vil overblotting, he was just glad to see her alive. He still wanted to talk her about it, but right now, he just wanted to spend a few minutes with her in bed.

Leona carefully moved closer to wrap one arm around the sleeping cheetah while his other arm went under his head. He gently pressed a kiss to the top of her head, nuzzling close to her as the cats as they sat quietly together in peace.

A few minutes passed until Leona's ears perked at some quiet moaning, and he felt something stirring against him. He glanced down, smiling knowingingly as Mara's eyes slowly opened, blinking the sleep away.

She yawned, showing her sharp white teeth before her eyes glanced up to meet his. "Good morning, gorgeous." He whispered amusingly yet fondly. Despite his smirk, his green eyes held a soft look.

The cheetah quietly chuckled at him.
"Good morning to you too, ya lazy lion." She groaned as she rolled unto her back and stretched her body against the bed.

"Heh. Look, who's the one sleeping in for once, eh? That's my thing, you know." Leona teased her, not taking his eyes off her. Her golden eyes glanced at him briefly before they fell onto his tattoo. She noticed he had slept in his dorm uniform, although that is nothing new.

"Yeah. Well, you're rubbing off on me, I guess... wait a minute. This is your room, isn't it?" She asked, becoming more awake when she spotted the wide opened window next to her. She shot a flat look at him as Leona just shrugged.

"Yep." The cheetah rolled her eyes at his response while tracing his tattoo. It wasn't that she didn't like sleeping him, but it was more of them being caught like this. It made her shy for both of them to be caught and displayed physical affection.

"How do you feel?"

Her eyes moved away from his tattoo to his face, and that's when she realized neither his expression nor tone were being playful anymore. He was looking at softly but also concerned at the same time.

"Sore. Very sore." She answered, turning onto her side. And that was the truth. Besides the final concert yesterday, Vil's overblot added an extra amount of soreness and pain. However, when she rolled onto her side, she winced when she felt a sting to her waist.

Her hand went to it as Leona followed it. Her hand slipped under her yellow hoodie, and his eyes caught something purple. Realizing what it might be, he reached and pulled her hoodie up a little above the waist.

"L-Leona!" He ignored it when Mara got startled, but his eyes grew big to find a purple bruise on her waist. It wasn't big, thankfully, but the sight of it wasn't pretty. The cheetah's ears rose up when she heard growling, and she glanced up to see his eyes turned into slits, staring at it angrily. The glare made her afraid because he only used it when he was really mad.

"Vil..." he mumbled under his breath. But Mara caught it with her sharp hearing. Before she could start explaining, Leona was already out of bed and about to storm out of his room.

"Leona! Leona, no!"

The cheetah quickly shot out of bed and zoomed ahead, blocking his path. She didn't have to think twice to know that the lion was going to hunt down the model and pummel him. But that was the last thing Vil and Mara needed, she assumed.

"Leona. Hear me out. Vil didn't hurt me -" she started to explain to him, eyeing his body for signs of movement if he tried to walk past her. But he interrupted her, sounding angry and impatient.

"You think I don't know about Vil overblotting?"

The response was quicker than her explanation, but her eyes widened, surprised to hear how hurt his voice was. Despite the glare, his eyes showed he was clearly hurt. Mara's ears lowered, pondering what to say next as her golden eyes looked up at him

Leona saw how conflicted she was, and he started feeling guilty, his ears lowering. Mara had just woken up and needed some rest from SDC and the overblot, and here he was getting angry and storming off.

"Sorry." He apologized, stepping back from her to give her space. Maybe getting upset wasn't the best way to start the morning. "How....did you find out?" Mara questioned him, surprised. He looked submissive right now with how his ears and tail stayed slow.

"Rook told me." He answered, uncertain how to proceed with the conversation. These kinds of talks weren't his thing, and he didn't put much care into it. But with Mara, he wanted to at least make an effort. An awkard silence fell between the two cats.

"Ok. Yes, Vil did hurt me. But he wasn't himself. He overblotted. Just like you did." Mara explained, hoping to reason Leona out of wanting to confront the Pomefiore student. Leona glanced at her briefly before looking away, keeping his arms crossed. He was contemplating on the nexg words to say.

"Lazy lion?" She said, using his nickname. Finding him this silent wasn't exactly easing her right now. Finally, after a few seconds, her ears perked up when he spoke.

"I've never been good at telling people how I feel..."

He turned to look at her, his green eyes meeting her golden ones as he finished the sentence. "...but you make me want to try."

Mara felt her face get warm when he said that. Talking about his feelings softened depended on the mood. If he was angry or annoyed, he would say it clearly. But other emotions were a bit difficult for Leoma because he hated showing how vulnerable he was. The cheetah had to count herself lucky that she at least got to pieces of that vulnerable side of his.

Leona didn't speak after that, waiting to hear her response. Mara stated at him for a couple of minutes before she started giggling, making his ears rise. "What? What's so funny?" He asked, confused as she approached him. She noticed his ears still down, and without thinking, she brought her hands to push them up gently.

Leona felt his face heat up a little when she did, and he was sure it got hotter when her hands slid down to rest on his cheeks. "That's one of the things I love about you." She whispered to him, brushing her thumb against his face. Leona was difficult at times. But at least he made an effort when it came to showing how much he cared about something or someone.

Leona stared at her dumbfounded by that response. He wasn't sure if that was the best thing he could say to her. But it did make him relieved. That and having her touch on him reminded him that she was safe and alive. He closed his eyes, growling softly as he leaned in her hands affectionately.

The cheetah chuckled quietly, finding it cute when he got needy for affection. At least he was in a good mood again, she thought. However, her eyes spotted the mirror behind him, and her eyes widened at how she looked, despite it being far.

From what she saw, her hair had strands sticking out of the ponytail. She was still in her PE clothes, which looked disheveled and wrinkled. Mara moved her hands off Leona, who grumbled displeased when her touch left him as she walked over to the mirror for a better look.

"Ugh. I look..." her nose crinkled at an odor, and she sniffed her hoodie, grimacing at the smell of sweat. "And smell like a mess." She groaned. Leona chuckled amusingly, gently rubbing her shoulders.

"Well, if you smell, you could use my shower." He offered her, earning a confused look from her. "You... you can't be serious, are you?" She questioned him, hoping he was joking. But the smirk on his face said otherwise, and she felt her cheeks reddened...this gonna be a long morning, she thought.