Leonhardt, whose eyes had been closed, opened them slowly, his gaze falling on the flushed, needy figure before him. The way Kaelith had said those words, with that sultry softness... it was enough to stir something carnal inside him.
His hand lifted, fingers brushing tenderly over Kaelith's cheek before gliding down to trace the soft curve of his lips.
"Why would I ever deny you such a humble request?" Leonhardt said with a low chuckle, his tone teasing but laced with desire.
Kaelith chuckled too, knowing that was his green light. Something about Leonhardt's permission, even though he didn't need to ask thrilled him. His pulse quickened as he crouched down before him, lips tingling with anticipation.
He reached forward and wrapped his hand firmly around the base of Leonhardt's cock, giving it a gentle stroke. Then he leaned in, his tongue peeking out to graze teasingly over the tip.
