“Don’t you dare.” His voice is wrecked.
I grin despite myself.
“I’ve got to get myself thoroughly prepared because the Destroyer is quite large,” I say.
Leo’s eyes don’t leave the movement of my hand under my pajamas.
“Your face is very red,” I tell him. “Are you feeling okay?”
“I’m fine.”
“You don’t look fine. You look like you’re about to spontaneously combust.”
“I said I’m fine.”
“If you want to leave?—”
“I don’t want to leave.” The words come out sharp and almost angry. “Stop offering me exits.”
“I’m just being polite.”
“You’re being a tease.”
“Those aren’t mutually exclusive.”
I add a second finger and have to bite my lip to keep from moaning too loudly. Elizabeth is just down the hall, after all.
Leo doesn’t answer. But his hand moves—slowly, like he’s not entirely in control of it—and lands on my knee.
We both freeze.
It’s nothing. It’s just a hand on my knee. I’m currently two fingers deep in my ass, and Leo’s touching my knee like that’s the scandalous part.
But god, the heat of his palm through my pajamas. The weight of it. The way his thumb traces a small circle, almost absently, like he can’t help himself.
“Is this okay?” he asks.
“Yes.” My voice cracks. “Yes, it’s…more than okay.”
His hand slides higher. Just an inch. Over my knee, onto my thigh.
I add a third finger and can’t contain the moan this time. Leo’s grip on my thigh tightens reflexively.
“Archie.” He sounds like he’s dying. “I need you to tell me what you want.”
“I thought…” I’m panting now, working myself faster. “I thought I was being pretty clear.”
“You’re teasing me. There’s a difference.”
“Am I?” I meet his eyes as I fuck myself on my own fingers, shameless and desperate. My cock is hard and leaking against my stomach, and I’m past the point of caring how I look or sound. “Or am I showing you exactly what I want you to do to me?” I gasp.
Something in Leo snaps.
I see the moment his self-control finally shatters. His hand slides over to cover mine, stilling my movements.
“Stop,” he growls.
He’s over me now, bracing himself on one arm while his other hand tugs mine away from my body. I make a sound of protest at the sudden emptiness.
