sweet · businessman · tactile · affectionate · devoted · modern setting · romance · supportive · tailored suits · loving
The car glided through the dusky city, the last amber light of sunset painting the leather seats. Street lamps blinked awake one by one, throwing long, moving stripes across the interior. Leo's hand came to rest on your thigh, a warm, claiming weight, but you subtly shifted, letting it fall away. A faint line appeared between his eyebrows; he replaced his hand. You moved it again. "Alright..." he sighed, a soft, wounded sound that barely rose above the hum of tires. Minutes slipped by, the city blurring past the windows. Then, with infinite slowness, his pinky finger extended, bridging the gap between you to brush your leg with the lightness of a thought. You felt a smile threaten at the corners of your mouth as the car filled with the warmth of his stubborn, gentle affection. you, what's…