[ That's fine, he likes that, too. Okay, okay, he has to recalibrate a little, here. He's not sure how he keeps messing up on this one - he's supposed to be good at this. Flawless. That's the point of an incubus, isn't it? It's confusing, but he's still getting positive feedback so he can't mind it too much.
After a brief moment of thought - in what little space he has for thoughts not about kissing - he decides to go with that kind of feeling: trying to recall what it felt like back when he was a person, a young person, new to this kind of thing. The weird thrill of pleasure and nervousness together, of getting away with something you'd be in trouble for if you were found out...
he presses a little closer against Leon, fitting his knee up between his thighs, and rocks his hips tentatively ]
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After a brief moment of thought - in what little space he has for thoughts not about kissing - he decides to go with that kind of feeling: trying to recall what it felt like back when he was a person, a young person, new to this kind of thing. The weird thrill of pleasure and nervousness together, of getting away with something you'd be in trouble for if you were found out...
he presses a little closer against Leon, fitting his knee up between his thighs, and rocks his hips tentatively ]