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Leo and I sat on my bedroom floor side by side.
We has just made out.
It was bad.
"Okay, look it was my second time kissing a person Leo." I try and make excuses. Leo scoffs.
"You literally jammed your tongue down my fucking esophagus." he shoots back, not really exaggerating. I throw my hands up in frustration.
"I told you it was a bad idea!" I remind him, another valid point. Leo drags a hand through his dark locks and sighs.
"Okay, let's be positive." he tries to lighten the situation at hand. The situation being that I may be the worst kisser on the planet. "This was your second kiss so it was bound to be . . ."
Leo trails off, looking away from me. I watch him with expectant and hopeful eyes. Was it that bad? He grimaces, scratching the back of his neck. "It was bound to be shitty. It just was." he confesses, looking slightly guilty at saying the truth. My shoulders slump and I throw my head back in defeat.
"But -" he adds with a promising look. "There are some positives too. First, you have amazing lips. Nice shape and size, super soft."
I straighten my back and beam up at him. "Really?" I squeal. "I use a lot of chapstick."
"Another pro is that you can only get better." he continues. "So let's start with the basics of kissing."
I nod and turn my body to fully face him. He does the same so that we are now sitting parallel to one and other, knees touching. "So, to start with," Leo begins with a formal tone of voice. He looks really serious which is a little funny if you think about it.
"A good kiss has to have a few things. One, connection." he holds up his index finger to count off. "Emotional, sexual or both. If you are kissing someone you don't like, wether is is their personality or their looks, it isn't going to be a good kiss."
"Alright, connection." I clap my hands enthusiastically. "Got it, what's next?"
"Next is lead up. You don't just smash your faces together - well in some cases, you can. But that is a whole different ball game for right now, let's focus on baby steps." Leo goes on. "For example,"
He quite literally rushes at me.
Automatically, I back away with a furrowed brow and a frown on my lips. "What the hell are you, a bull?" I snap at him, using my hands to shove him away. Leo cracks a grin.
"See? No good." he gestures between us. "But this," He uses his right hand to lift my leg up and loop it around him. This pulls us much closer, making it hard to focus on anything but him. My breathing stutters a little as his gazes falls to my lips.
Leo moves his right hand to my hip, his left coming to cradle my face softly. His fingers are running circles under my sweater, along the skin of my waist. He leans in, licking his lips as he pulls our lips closer.
Shit.
And just like that, the moment is over. He releases my face, leans back and slips his hand out of my jacket. "Lead up makes it ten times more effective." he repeats his second tip with a firm nod of his head.
I awkwardly try to life my leg off him, feeling kind of embarrassed. Leo was incredibly smooth and I kept falling for it. But he stops me by placing his hand on my knee. "It's cool." Is all he says with a close-lipped smile.
He runs his thumb up and down the curve of my knee once before speaking once more. "Lastly, is skill. As in, what to do with your tongue. Where to put your hands. When to use tongue. And so on."
