"The furniture here is far sturdier than you'd expect." Three guesses as to why. In any case, the couch may be a little... used-looking, but Hythlodaeus has made it clear what he wants from Leon now. Unless he'd prefer to be taken on the floor.

As soon as Leon is straddling his hips he pulls him into a rough kiss, tasting himself on the other man's lips and letting his hands wander- they push Leon's shirt up to tweak at his nipples and grope at his chest, a low, pleased hum coming from his throat as he pulls away to get a better look at him. He smirks, just a little, at the dishevelled mess he's slowly making of his companion. Then his hands travel downwards, between Leon's legs, ignoring his cock for now and instead focusing on preparing him thoroughly.