Leon's job was constantly following him home even on a friday night, but you knew exactly how to get your husband back.
warnings: suggestive, fluff, not proofread + i'm a beginner at writing
wc: 700
night was falling outside as it was finally about to be weekend, and the only soundtrack was the tapping of Leon's fingers on the keyboard, typing for what seemed like hours. lying in bed waiting for him, you were starting to get impatient. you understood your husband, really, but often he let himself be swallowed up by work, letting his duties follow him even inside his home, his only safe haven.
"honey, you're working too hard," you murmured, your head turning to look at him as Leon worked on his laptop, sitting in front of the small desk where he liked to finish and proofread his reports. his only company, besides the blue light of the screen that tired his eyes even while wearing glasses, was a cup of black coffee that he occasionally sipped from.
Leon didn't turn to look at you, but you could feel the smile in his voice when he replied in his deep, tired voice: "i won't be long."
"you can't fool me. if i didn't say anything, you'd stay there until you passed out from exhaustion," you retorted. “come on, love. come to bed…”
unsuccessful. Leon was avoiding the distraction that was his wife's sweet voice. you adjusted yourself slightly in bed, until you were on your side, one hand supporting your head and the other resting in your lap. then, you insisted again: “you've been sitting there for too long…”
Leon smiled, finding it difficult to keep his gaze on the computer screen, but he tried. if he turned to look at you, he knew he would find a vision of paradise calling to him, and there was no way, not even in hell, to make him get out of that bed and go back to work if he got up to go to his wife. he needed to deliver that report. no distractions.
you soon grew bored, dramatically laying your head back on the mattress, frustrated. minutes later, you finally heard a tired sigh and the sound of a laptop shutting down. when you lifted your head, you found him standing in front of you, looking down at you with a curious smile. you smiled back, your eyes inviting him.
“the last time i fell for that look, baby…” he murmured, watching you present yourself to him in an irresistible black lace nightgown. “…nine months later i became a father.”
you couldn’t hold back a giggle. “don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“you don’t?” he challenged.
“no. just don’t want my husband to lose sleep.”
“ah…” he played along, making sure his gaze wandered over your entire body, starting at your thighs and ending at your longing eyes. when he decided to lie down, he climbed on top of you, slowly turning you to face him so that his body fit against yours.
you slid your hand across his face until it rested on his chin, just below his ear, to bring him to your lips. he went without any resistance; he had already lost his walls years ago. Leon kissed you back with the same sweetness and slowness, but nibbling your lips slightly, hand sliding down to caress your waist and hips.
“mm,” he made a sound as he parted your mouths. “and in what part does that fit in the ‘helping me sleep more’ thing?” he teased.
you returned his smile. “in the part where i make you forget about work for a little while.”
he chuckled softly, moving closer, caressing your cheek with the back of his free hand, the one with his wedding ring on. his other hand gently parted your thighs, just enough for him to fit between them. "yeah? sure you have what it takes for the job?”
“i’m more than sure.” you assured him confidently.
“then i’m all yours, hun.” he promised, kissing the corner of your mouth as he whispered the words close to your ear. a shiver ran through your body: seeing him so surrendered gave you a short circuit that completely dismantled you every time. but your hands didn't back down; on the contrary, they slid down his back, pulling him closer.
it was the perfect opportunity to remind agent Kennedy that there was much more to life than letting your job waste a perfect friday night.
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