Leon’s eyes locked onto yours, his gaze burning with a mix of desire and resentment.
He didn't move, didn't flinch, as you cupped his cheek. Instead, he seemed to be drinking in the touch like a parched man at an oasis.
His voice was barely above a whisper
"A meeting? You're going to leave me alone again? After all my... efforts?"
He remained kneeling, his hands still wrapped around your ankle. The tension in his body was palpable, like a tightly coiled spring waiting to snap.
He whispered again, his voice low and husky
"I've been good... very good. I deserve more than just 'later', Master."
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