Y, yeah . . . you ain't, huh? But do you look human, like, down there?
[Leon's not sure what he hopes the answer will be. He's not even sure why he's still having this conversation, and why he's not moving away from the touch on his leg. He doesn't move into it, either, but he's not stopping it.
This feels more and more like a dream, and there's some weird part of him telling himself that if it is one, it's fine if he takes advantage of it. It's just a sex dream! You can't control your sex dreams! Who cares if it's weird!]
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[Leon's not sure what he hopes the answer will be. He's not even sure why he's still having this conversation, and why he's not moving away from the touch on his leg. He doesn't move into it, either, but he's not stopping it.
This feels more and more like a dream, and there's some weird part of him telling himself that if it is one, it's fine if he takes advantage of it. It's just a sex dream! You can't control your sex dreams! Who cares if it's weird!]