#leandre;cisco

Leandre had left that bed earlier in the morning, take a quick wash, change into running clothesn and gone out for a run. When finished, and coming back home, he still found cisco laying in bed, now occupying the space left by the lack of the broader body. Shoes off, sweat spread all over his body, Leandre climbed the bed and rose the other's legs up until that ass could rest against his leggins trapped lowerhalf, Fingertips beginning to tickle on the other's belly to erupt him awake.

Leandre opened the door with a sigh, he was wearing a mustard yellow tanktop, that stuck to his skin covered in sweat, the sweat in his armpits had his hair thickening and hardening as it dried out, the skin that should be soft to the touch began to feel sticky albeit in that previous point where it is still not disgusting. His hair was wet and his his face showed that it had been harshly dried with a towel. The bag he held in his hand was terribly full and badly closed. Pissed off, he opened the door to the apartment and let out a large, loud sigh. "Babe, don't come for a kiss. The gym's are out of service so I stink."