Chapter 210: Reject
"Hmm~" As Leon’s hands did whatever they wanted, he hummed in satisfaction. He felt something squishy down there, which turned not so squishy anymore.
"Leon-" Riven grunted. He was being taken advantage of!
He pushed his body off of Leon and got a glimpse of the scene below him. Leon’s shirt buttons seemed to be fully open, exposing his pec muscles and abs.
Leon’s face was flushed, but Riven was surprised that there was blood left to dye his face red when he could clearly feel something poking down there. This man was horny!
"Why are you fighting me on this?" Leon asked softly.
His voice had shifted—gone was the commanding prince, the spoiled royal. What remained was something quieter, more vulnerable. The rawness in his tone made Riven hesitate. Before he could find the right words, Leon’s fingers reached for his face.
With slow, almost playful intent, Leon pressed his thumb to Riven’s lips. His touch was warm, light, but firm enough to keep Riven from speaking. He pinched gently, tugging at the lower lip like he was testing something. Teasing. Holding Riven in place with his gentle actions.
Riven tried to speak, to explain that this wasn’t right—Leon wasn’t sober, his thoughts weren’t clear—but the words couldn’t form with Leon’s thumb still there, brushing slowly across his mouth.
Then, without warning, Leon leaned in and kissed him.