Huh, you sure? I mean--I'm not trying to mess with your self image here, but how do you know you don't like something if you never tried it, right? Besides--

[ He leans closer still, walking the fingers of one hand along the bedspread until he reaches Leon's leg, then busies himself drawing meaningless little patterns on the top of Leon's thigh, fingers skimming back and forth between his knee and a few inches above it. Clearly teasing, clearly pushing the boundary, but not being overly handsy. ]

This is kind of a special circumstance, don't you think? Sleeping with somebody like me--you're getting a reward, and I'm not even human...