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    “So, was that back there an offer? You said you’d like to get fucked,” Chris pointed out helpfully, not even blinking, “by me.”

    Slowly, Leon nodded, suddenly curious to see where this was heading. “Yeah. I guess I did.”

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    Or the one wherein a silly bit of miscommunication turns out to be pretty much the best thing that ever happened to Leon. So far.

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    OMG, so sexy! My Favorite Part's

    “Top or bottom?”
    “Bottom.” Leon answered without a beat, his sleepy brain not even registering that the question was kind of odd, came out of absolutely nowhere. Chris was right there, though, a warm presence right next to him, all muscle and warmth and gorgeousness and Leon kind of sort of had wanted to get his hands on Chris for ages now, and maybe some sleepy part of his brain didn’t find the question odd at all.

    “I asked if you wanted the top or the bottom half,” Chris explained, looking like he was talking to a five-year-old who was a little slow on the uptake.
    “Oh.” Suddenly it all made sense. Leon could already feel the traitorous blush creeping up his neck, and he just hoped he was covered in enough blood and gore so that it wouldn’t be too visible.

    Leon was still rubbing his hair with the towel in an attempt to dry it off as he stepped out of the bathroom, immediately noticing Chris on the edge of the bed. The man looked a little awkward, even, sitting there in the too white bathrobe the hotel had provided, the robe way too tight for him, straining at the shoulders and around his biceps. It probably should’ve looked ridiculous but it was just kind of endearing.
    There was nothing endearing in the way Chris looked at Leon, though. That was pure hunger, something he wasn’t even trying to conceal or mask as anything else. He was unabashedly staring, letting his gaze rake down Leon’s chest and abdomen, like he had been holding back for way too long and now that he finally had the permission, he took full advantage of it.

    Chris planted a row of kisses down Leon’s neck, and only when he reached his shoulder did he bring the teeth out, apparently considerate enough not to leave marks anywhere visible. He sucked a hickey near Leon’s collarbone, something that made Leon want to tease him for being such a teenager, but then he realized the shift in the mood. Chris was tracing a spot on Leon’s left shoulder with his fingertips, before leaning in to pepper the spot with feathery soft brushes of his lips.
    It took Leon a moment to realize that was where he had the scar from the bullet wound. It wasn’t the only scar he had, not by far, but it stood out severely. Instantly a shudder ran down his spine, and he tried to force down the sudden flood of feelings he wasn’t ready for. So he grabbed Chris’ chin, urging him to tilt his head up. He couldn’t say anything he’d later regret if he was too busy kissing Chris, right?

    “I’m ready,” he groaned, stealing a short kiss that was way too much teeth, and yet neither of them minded. “How do you want me?”
    “I…” Chris visibly hesitated, but then seemed to quickly steel himself. “I wanna see your face.” His voice was unbearably soft as he spoke, and when he paired the words with the way he brushed hair off Leon’s face, his words were half-choked with sudden emotion. “I want this to matter.”
    Everything about the moment overwhelmed Leon, and all he could manage was a half-whispered “It does.” He hadn’t planned on being quite that honest, but there it was, the words hanging between them impossible to be taken back.
    Thankfully, neither of them seemed to want to. “Let me take you out,” Chris asked in a voice as silent as Leon’s had been, “let me date you. I want this to be more than a one time thing.”
    A huge part of Leon wanted to just throw himself at Chris and tell him yes, yes to everything and anything, yes to taking the chance with him. Instead he cleared his throat, unwilling to put himself out there quite that vulnerably. Not yet.

    Chris practically collapsed on top of Leon, and despite his substantial weight Leon didn’t even protest. Being pinned down like that felt grounding in a way he could appreciate. Distantly he kept touching Chris’ arms, the brush of his fingers barely there. “Holy fuck. I don’t know about you, but that was all kinds of amazing.” He laughed, completely out of breath.
    The first answer from Chris was a grunt, only followed by words a considerable moment later. “Don’t make me talk yet. Can’t words.” He didn’t seem to be able to do much else, either, but his head was resting on Leon’s chest and he did crane his neck a little, pressing a soft kiss onto the scar on Leon’s shoulder.

    Apparently that made Chris curious enough that he actually attempted to lift his head, but quickly gave up on it and instead returned to what could only be described as snuggling against Leon.

    “You’re… all that muscle, c’mon. I kept wondering if you could fuck me up against a wall.” As if that had been all he’d been wondering, but well, baby steps.
    Chris smirked against Leon’s chest. “Wanna give it a try?”
    “Now?” Leon snorted. “Give me …a couple of hours at least, Jesus, you fucked my brains out.”
    There was only a soft hum of approval from Chris,

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