[ Leona is good at picking out Khalid’s intentions. At least he is now. So it is unsurprising that Leona understands what Khalid is actually trying to convey. He snickers at the thought, at seeing the lion’s eyes shift and grip tighten.
He hums, lips against Leona’s forehead and hands moving to stroke ears. ]
Dinner’s on the counter, for if you want it. There’s a slice of spiced chocolate cake too.
[ That’s not what Leona’s asking… ]
As for the gift itself, well sky’s the limit. I might’ve put everything we’d need in your room already.
What can I say? I like the food. It reminds me of home now and then.
[ Don't worry. He knows who Leona means, even if the man doesn't know Kaveh's name. Poor Kaveh.
But then he breaks out into laughter at the part that Leona's focusing on. Khalid drops his hands from fluffy ears. He takes one of Leona's braids and presses a kiss to it. ]
It's your birthday. Ergo, it's about what you are interested in the most.
[ There's really only laughter on his lips as Leona nips at his neck. Khalid just keeps grinning against that braid. That's a pretty attractive look in the lion's eyes right now. ]
Are you telling me that I can't also be considered a good meal?
[ He takes Leona by the chin. Lifts him up a little. Then kisses the lion, hard. With tongue pushing through Leona's lips briefly. That same tongue sweeps inside Leona's mouth, mindful of fangs so he can taste the man.
His pupils are blown now, heated from that kiss. Another growl and he abruptly stands up, carrying Khalid in his arms with hands holding him by the thighs and practically wrapping his legs around his waist.]
[ That's the sound of surprise. Leona just grabbing him and hefting up. Even without encouragement, Khalid would be wrapping those legs around the lion. He just breaks out into a grin, arms cupping Leona's jaw. ]
[ It makes hum laugh and kiss the man. A soft "oof" that doesn't even really hurt at all passes his lips as he's dropped on the bed with Leona on top. ]
[Good because Leona is definitely kissing back. He presses more of his weight down against Claude, his right hand beginning to work its way under his shirt.]
[ Someone might think that Leona has an obsession with a guy's chest from how he likes to immediately right under there. Khalid would be chuckling, if not occupied with that kiss and trying to get Leona's tongue involved in some of the fun.
His hands, however, are going to slide down Leona's back. One alone the lion's side. The other? Right down the spine. ]
[He can appreciate a well-defined chest, especially a combatant like Claude. While Leona is in good shape himself, he doesn't necessarily have the defining features that the older man does. But that's not really his focus when his tongue entangles with Claude's and he growls at the taste of him.
His back does a little arch into the hand when it runs down his spine, unable to help the way he presses more against him.]
Leona shudders at the touch, pulling back from the kiss so that he can properly move his knee in between Claude's legs. He takes a deep breath before ducking his head down, sharp teeth nipping at his neck.]
[ Effort isn't always a curse word, Leona. Some things are worth putting effort into!
Maybe there shouldn't be any complaining. Seems like his lion is putting effort into this at least. The knee between his legs draws out a gasp. Maybe even an experimental rock as a shiver shakes his entire frame at the nip. Should Khalid be afraid of sharp teeth? Probably. Is he? No.
Not when he can tease the area right above Leona's tail. ]
[It's evident enough that Khalid isn't exactly a normal person. Anyone in their right mind would be afraid of sharp teeth.
Except that Khalid is responding beautifully and then--
Oh, this guy is going to tease him relentless now, isn't he? Upon feeling that area above his tail being teased? It draws a sharp inhale of surprise, a full body shiver running throughout as he takes a brief moment to try to collect himself.]
[Instead of answering, Leona lets out a breathless groan. His head drops against Khalid's shoulder and his tail curls loosely around the older man's wrist.]
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He hums, lips against Leona’s forehead and hands moving to stroke ears. ]
Dinner’s on the counter, for if you want it. There’s a slice of spiced chocolate cake too.
[ That’s not what Leona’s asking… ]
As for the gift itself, well sky’s the limit. I might’ve put everything we’d need in your room already.
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[Meaning, Kaveh. Not that Leona really knows his name or cares much for it.
His ears twitches.]
Can’t say things like that and expect me to be interested in food right now.
[just what exactly is awaiting them in his room now?]
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[ Don't worry. He knows who Leona means, even if the man doesn't know Kaveh's name. Poor Kaveh.
But then he breaks out into laughter at the part that Leona's focusing on. Khalid drops his hands from fluffy ears. He takes one of Leona's braids and presses a kiss to it. ]
It's your birthday. Ergo, it's about what you are interested in the most.
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[He grumbles, fangs nipping at his neck.
Hands slide down his thighs now as his pupils become a little more blown with ears perked.]
Think I'd be interested in anything else now that you bring something like that up?
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Are you telling me that I can't also be considered a good meal?
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[A harder nip on his neck, almost threatening to break skin.]
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Whatever the birthday boy wants.
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Even if it means devouring you?
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Then pulls back, a little smirk on his face. ]
What do you think?
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His pupils are blown now, heated from that kiss. Another growl and he abruptly stands up, carrying Khalid in his arms with hands holding him by the thighs and practically wrapping his legs around his waist.]
Be prepared then. I ain’t gonna let you go now.
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[ That's the sound of surprise. Leona just grabbing him and hefting up. Even without encouragement, Khalid would be wrapping those legs around the lion. He just breaks out into a grin, arms cupping Leona's jaw. ]
Leona, were you ever going to?
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[With that, he makes way to his room. Fast. Just so he can drop and press Khalid back into it.]
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Have I told you that you're gorgeous?
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[He makes himself comfortable, thighs encasing Khalid's as he peers down at him.]
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[ He's going to pull and tug Leona's face down to kiss. Because he wants to kiss this stupid cat. A lot. ]
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His hands, however, are going to slide down Leona's back. One alone the lion's side. The other? Right down the spine. ]
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His back does a little arch into the hand when it runs down his spine, unable to help the way he presses more against him.]
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His tongue continues to move. Continues to taste and draw Leona into his own mouth. There he can suck on a lip or even Leona's tongue.
All the while applying a little more pressure to Leona's spine. ]
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Leona shudders at the touch, pulling back from the kiss so that he can properly move his knee in between Claude's legs. He takes a deep breath before ducking his head down, sharp teeth nipping at his neck.]
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Maybe there shouldn't be any complaining. Seems like his lion is putting effort into this at least. The knee between his legs draws out a gasp. Maybe even an experimental rock as a shiver shakes his entire frame at the nip. Should Khalid be afraid of sharp teeth? Probably. Is he? No.
Not when he can tease the area right above Leona's tail. ]
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Except that Khalid is responding beautifully and then--
Oh, this guy is going to tease him relentless now, isn't he? Upon feeling that area above his tail being teased? It draws a sharp inhale of surprise, a full body shiver running throughout as he takes a brief moment to try to collect himself.]
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[ Not time to collect thoughts Leona. Because Claude is going to press down right there. ]
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You're going to drive me crazy.
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I thought I did when offering myself to you for your birthday.
[ He's actually stroking that part of Leona's tail now. The part that connects with his spine. ]
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