Leon and Elizabeth had been apart for far too long, and now that they were alone in the quiet comfort of the common room, that distance collapsed.
It started with lingering glances. The warmth of her body beside his, the soft scent of her body, and the curve of her hips in that tight gown, they all chipped away at his restraint. He tried to stay grounded, telling himself he needed rest. But Elizabeth knew him too well.
"Don't worry. I'll do all the work."
That shattered everything.
Elizabeth's hand moved slowly at first as she concentrated on the movie, but as she felt Leon's rod throb in her grasp, she decided to give it her full attention. Leon let out soft gasps as she worked on him. And just as he was about to release, she suddenly let go. Leon almost cursed out loud,
"Why did you stop?"
Elizabeth had already stood up from the couch, the movie no longer important to her, as she tied her hair behind her head.
