[ Fair enough, really. Lilia moves to set his phone aside once he's done, not caring where it ends up as long as it's somewhere on that bedside table. No, he doesn't want to focus on that now that he's completed his task. His focus is right back on Leona almost as quickly as it'd left. His hips lean in as if to help give Leona a better angle at those bottoms of his. To get them off, out of the way.

He helps, with a few small movements. Even further, his own hands grab at Leona's shirt again, pulling on the fabric and pulling it up to tug it over his head. Who needs clothes, anyways? Isn't it more special to be able to press close, skin against skin? ]

You do have a point. Who am I to say otherwise? I want you the very same. [ One single finger traces along the curve of Leona's chest. ] As long as we're having fun, as long as we're enjoying each other...

[ One of his hands comes up to work on helping get his own shirt undone to make it easier to pull off. ]

Then we should be allowed to continue, for as long as we'd like. I want your skin on mine, to feel your warmth directly against me. To feel your adoration. You do adore me, don't you?

[ Oh, he's digging for those sweet words, asking for more little compliments and comments. His lips find Leona's neck again, a hot breath let out against his skin from between those parted lips. ]

You better. I deserve to be adored. As do you. As you are.