Well. There was that one - [He starts, kissing up Peter's bicep. The warm skin there, soft and muscular is hot as hell as far as Leo's concerned. And with no other peanut gallery, his opinion is the one that matters here. And right now, his opinion is he wants to make Peter squirm more. He trails his fingertip to the center of Peter's chest, just between his breasts... before trailing down his middle center. No real goal or any specific spot in mind, except to make Peter whine for more.] That one time you got your hands stuck to the headboard. That was a pretty winning situation if you ask me.

[Which, Peter is. He gets to where the fabric of Peter's sleeve starts and stares at it considering. Wondering... His hand that's been holding Peter's wrist trails down his arm now, gently slipping just under the edge of the fabric and starts shifting it further up. More bicep for Leo to mouth at, play-bite at the skin.]