"Let me love you without worries."
He can feel Wolfe's heartbeat go faster beneath his fingers as he said this. He kept roaming his hands up and down his torso, and just felt how it moved as he breathed deeply and quickly.
The chest rising and the diaphragm sinking as it rose, then as it fell, the diaphragm and ribs relaxes. He paid attention to it all, as well as the scent of Wolfe...
A sweet, subtle scent. He planted kisses on his cheek and jawline.
"Leon...." Wolfe called out, taking his fingers and kissing the tips gently. "How about you let me wash you too first?"
Leon nodded, aware that he was stalling. "Alright."
He knew he wasn't stalling because he was uncomfortable with the comfort of Leon's affection. Far from it.
It was because he loved it that he was scared of it.
He doesn't want to get carried away in accepting his love. Leon understands this.
