The clarification to his question catches him off-guard, and sometimes Mick's directness is everything he needs in a moment. And sometimes it's the exact opposite. He doesn't know. He doesn't know if he's ready, he doesn't know if he can say yes so definitively, and the indecision has him frozen for a moment.
Until he feels Mick's fingers slip under his shirt and graze sensitive skin and it's like that electric snap has been ignited in him all over again. He doesn't answer with words, instead he surges forward and kisses him again, arms sliding around his neck.
This time, Leonard breaks the kiss, his forehead pressed against Mick's, lip tugged between his teeth as he breathes out two words of confirmation of exactly what he wants. "Show me."
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Until he feels Mick's fingers slip under his shirt and graze sensitive skin and it's like that electric snap has been ignited in him all over again. He doesn't answer with words, instead he surges forward and kisses him again, arms sliding around his neck.
This time, Leonard breaks the kiss, his forehead pressed against Mick's, lip tugged between his teeth as he breathes out two words of confirmation of exactly what he wants. "Show me."